The master of magic was a member of the Ghost Witch Sect. Zhuo Bufan and Master Feng frowned at the same time.
It seems that the Ghost Witch Cult has a very high status in the entire Burma Kingdom, and it even joined forces with the army.
In addition to these two people, there was a group of soldiers standing at their time.
Opposite the sofa, there were several people from Longguo sitting, all wearing suits and ties, which were obviously dressed as successful people.
"Dad, I'm back." Ji Haizi walked to a middle-aged man and spoke.
The middle-aged man was Ji Haizuo's father, Ji Tianyuan.
Another middle-aged man is Yan Chengxue's father, Yan Gu's reputation.
Both of them are merchants from the Dragon Kingdom, but they just opened several factories in Myanmar. After all, the labor force in Myanmar is much lower than in China. The lower the labor cost, the higher the efficiency of the factory will be.
As for another woman, she looks like a translator, and another man with gold-framed glasses is a lawyer.
"General Peng, if you insist on doing this, I will file a lawsuit like your government. Your approach is completely contrary to your national laws." The lawyer said, holding the glasses frame.
When the female translator forwarded the words to the other party, the cigar-smoking general burst into laughter, vomited a cigarette ring, and showed a cruel look on his face: "Talk me about the law? I'll talk to you about the gun, or give it to me.
I would either demolish the factory.”
As soon as he finished speaking, several soldiers standing behind him immediately opened the safety bolt and pointed the gun at the lawyer.
Seeing this scene, the lawyer suddenly turned pale, quickly closed his mouth, then turned to Yangufa and said, "Boss Yan, these people are simply bandits, I... what I said is useless."
This lawyer is also a famous lawyer in Long Kingdom. When others scold him, he can also put any crime on others' heads. The other party was trembling with fear of being sued for bankruptcy by him, but when he arrived in Burma, he was in his way
It doesn't work at all.
This is a country with mixed warlords, not to mention that he is just a foreigner, so how could others take his words seriously?
Yan Gu Ming and Ji Tianyuan both frowned tightly.
Although the economy of Longguo is developing rapidly, its competitiveness is also very large. The parts produced by their factories are very low because of their low cost. It is believed that they are competitive in the Longguo market. If the factory is moved away, it will undoubtedly increase employment.
cost.
But the other party's request was quite unreasonable. The other party actually asked for 50% of their factory's profit.
"This group of people really eat people and don't spit bones." Ji Haiyu pinched his fists, and anger appeared on his face.
Yan Gu Ming and Ji Tianyuan also knew about it, but there was no way, and there was a look of helplessness on their faces.
"At worst, we can move the factory away and we won't let these people make money." Yan Chengxue was young and energetic, so he couldn't help but say.
At this moment, General Peng suddenly stood up, took out a pistol, loaded it on the spot. Seeing this scene, everyone's faces became stiff again.
"I don't have time to waste with you, either agree to my request, or I will let you all leave here if I don't want to." Peng Chai said coldly.
"Is it included me?"
At this moment, a sudden sound rang out.
Yan Gu Ming and Ji Tianyuan looked at the person who was talking in surprise. They were a young man with a bad appearance.
Ji Haizuo and Yan Chengxue both frowned, and they were talking to Master Feng's friends. They didn't know what his name was.
Zhuo Bufan said, stood in front, looking at the other party with cold eyes.
"Who is he?" Ji Tianyuan frowned tightly. On this occasion, a young man who didn't know dared to interrupt?
Ji Haiyan frowned and whispered: "He seems to be Master Feng's friend, but I don't know what his name is yet."
"If you don't want to die, now tell me where the headquarters of the Ghost Witch Sect is?" Zhuo Bufan said.
The female translator looked at Yan Gu’s fame, wondering if she should translate it to the other party.
Peng Chai and the old man from the Ghost Witch Sect also frowned, obviously not understanding what Zhuo Bufan said.
"Little brother, sit down quickly. These people are not easy to mess with." Ji Tianyuan said anxiously.
These warlords are the guys who often kill people, and they are not good men and women.
"Master Feng, hurry up and ask your friend to shut up. If you have caused trouble, no one will help him." Ji Haizi frowned and looked at Zhuo Bufan with some annoyance.
Who knew that Master Feng looked leisurely and shook his head and said, "Miss Ji, don't worry, Mr. Zhuo is a big shot, why are you afraid of them?"
When everyone heard Master Feng's words, they were even more confused. This young man was about the same age as Ji Tianyuan and Yan Chengxue. What kind of big shots could he be?
Besides, even if you are a big shot, you are now abroad and have guns and troops in your hands, your identity is useless at all.
However, Peng Chai and the old man from the Ghost Witch Sect changed their faces at the same time, and then stared at Zhuo Bufan.
Although Zhuo Bufan was talking about Long Guohua, he had already used his spiritual sense to enter the ears of the two of them, and they had already understood his words.
The soldiers around immediately pointed the loaded gun at Zhuo Bufan.
"Who are you? How could you know about the Ghost Witch Sect?" The old man from the Ghost Witch Sect stared at Zhuo Bufan with his eyes, but found that there was no trace of magic power fluctuation on him, just like an ordinary person.
Zhuo Bufan pinched a magic trick, hiding his appearance, revealing his true body.
A handsome face with a bit of sunshine appeared in front of everyone, and his slightly long hair rippled on his forehead.
"It's you, the one who killed Moso?" Peng Chai shouted immediately. Zhuo Bufan killed Moso's army, and the entire Burmese warlords already knew it, and they pasted Zhuo Bufan's avatar throughout Burmese.
City.
"You...how did you come out of the forest of death? Isn't it rumored that you can't come out as long as you go in?" The old man from the Ghost Witch Cult also showed a look of horror.
Even the Witch King dared to go deep into that place easily, how could he come out?
The Burmese army and the Ghost Witch Cult all thought that Zhuo Bufan had died in the forest of death, but unexpectedly, Zhuo Bufan appeared after half a month.
However, only the Ghost Witch Sect and the Burmese warlords knew about this kind of thing. As for businessmen like Yangu, Ji Tianyuan didn't know about it. However, when he saw Zhuo Bufan's appearance and the wanted portrait posted in the city recently, he immediately responded.
come over.
"Go to die!"
Peng Chai suddenly pulled the trigger.
The bullet shot out with a bang, but it was blocked by an invisible barrier a foot before Zhuo Bufan and solidified in the air.
Ji Haizuo and Yan Chengxue were so shocked that they were beyond shock!
"Since you don't cooperate, I won't show mercy." Zhuo Bufan flicked his finger lightly, and the bullet shot backwards, piercing through Peng Chai's eyebrows, leaving a blood hole. (To be continued)