Chinese martial arts: opening golden bell jar horizontal training

Chapter 137 Fighting for a Future

Eastern suburb of Yangon.

An abandoned warehouse, overgrown with weeds, very desolate.

Inside the abandoned warehouse, a bonfire is burning.

at this time,

Next to the bonfire, there were eight people sitting.

They were dressed in camouflage and stared grimly at the campfire.

Black eyes, black hair, yellow skin...

Oriental!
The leading strong man changed his camouflage uniform and threw it into the bonfire.

boom……!
A pungent smell permeated the surroundings.

The others next to them also changed their clothes and threw them into the bonfire.

Whoa...!
Then,

I saw the leading strong man take out the pistol and check the magazine.

At the same time, he wiped the automatic rifle and checked the sight.

The surrounding atmosphere seemed very solemn and strange.

The eight people surrounded the bonfire, but none of them made a sound.

They constantly check their equipment, ammunition...

quickly,

The leading strong man suddenly remembered something.

He turned around and took out a package wrapped in newspaper from his backpack.

"Huh? Brother Jun, are you going to send money?"

A young man next to him laughed when he saw the leading strong man take out the package wrapped in the newspaper.

the eyes of others,

At this moment, they are all staring at the package in the hands of the leading strong man.

"This is the commission from the last mission, a total of 200 million dollars!"

"The lunatic and Li Bing are dead, give each of them 30, leaving 140 million left!"

"To buy firepower and intelligence, etc., as well as our funds, I will spend 20 first, and refund the excess!"

"Let's divide the remaining 120 million!"

"In the past few days, I have taken two more jobs!"

"One of them is a protection mission, and the other is a big job tonight...!"

"These two tasks are considered to be one of two choices. I am now considering which task to choose!"

while talking,

The leading strong man known as the military brother, opened the newspaper package.

Inside were stacks of dollar bills.

"Second son, you come first! During this time, everyone has worked hard!"

"After this period of time, everyone can relax and relax!"

Brother Jun gave a command to a young man.

click,

Next, Brother Jun took out a cigarette from his body, lit it, and took a puff.

"15 U.S. dollars...haha...Brother Jun, why did you get all of it this time?"

A thin young man laughed excitedly.

Brother Jun nodded and watched everyone divide the money.

call……!
He exhaled a cigarette, took a deep breath and said:
"Brothers, we went from China to the Middle East to seek life!"

"What we do is the business of licking blood on the horse's edge. We don't have any skills, we can only fight with our lives!"

"Fight it out, let's live a good life in the future!"

"If you don't spell it out, you can only admit that you are unlucky!"

"Five years ago, there were 28 brothers in total!"

"Now we count again, only the last eight are left!"

"Seriously, I've had enough of these days, and I'm about to take it no longer!"

"I'm tired, really tired...!"

"After this big life, I want to... go home!"

Having said that, Brother Jun took a deep breath of cigarettes.

The others around, after hearing the words, remained silent and did not make a sound.

"Brother Jun, can we... can we go home? Do we still have a chance...?"

The second son raised his head and asked, his voice a little low.

When Brother Jun heard the words, he lowered his head and smoked, but did not answer.

Is there still a chance?
Is there still a chance to go home?
Family……!
When I left home, everyone didn't feel it.

but,

When I left home for a few years, I don't know how to describe that kind of missing.

The eight people present were all desperadoes who could not go home.

It's been five years!
After escaping from home, he has been wandering outside for five years.

Looking back on the past five years, everyone doesn't know how they got here.

Some join, some die, some leave...

hiss……!
Futa lit a cigarette and took a breath.

His original name was Xiong Erming, and everyone likes to call him 'Second Son'!
After hearing Brother Jun's words, he sighed and said:

"Five years! Riding a horse... Time flies so fast!"

"Brother Jun, seriously, I miss home so much, I miss home more than any of you!"

"My parents are my only son, and they treat me as a baby since childhood!"

"To tell you the truth, I miss my mother so much? I don't even know how my mother is now after I left...?"

"But can we go back?"

"Don't forget...we all have murders on us...!"

Speaking of which,

The second son's tone was a little choked.

Brother Jun took a deep breath and didn't say anything for a long time.

"Forget it, stop talking about it!"

"Even if you want to go back and have a look, you can only go back secretly...!"

"Everyone took the money, let me clean up the surroundings first."

Several people around comforted Erzi.

Next,
Everyone began to pack up and wrap the money they had just distributed around their waists with tape.

These are all hard-earned money.

A few minutes later,

The bonfire was put out and the surroundings were taken care of.

After a while,
The second son came to the military brother's side, hehe smiled and said:

"Brother Jun, give the 'Baisha' in the root country a pump!"

"This cigarette abroad is really choking on horses, it's so powerful, it's so powerful, and my throat hurts!"

"It's still 'Baisha', it tastes good!"

Brother Jun didn't say anything, and took out a bag of 'white sand' from his trousers pocket.

"Take it, save some smoke, I don't have much stock!"

Erzi smiled and took one out of the cigarette case.

Kacha...!
After lighting it, he took a deep breath!

That taste, can't enjoy it!
It's just normal cigarettes, not the stuffed stuff.

Looking at his intoxicated expression, it is incomprehensible.

"Just divided the money, you have to spend it leisurely!"

"Don't ride a horse for a week, then go to Lao Tzu and cry and say that you have no money!"

"This time, it's $15!"

Brother Jun said to the second son: "The money you fought for with your life was just ruined by you, and I was angry when I saw it!"

"What's wrong with you riding a horse, like sending money to the gambling table?"

"On the gambling table, just play for a while, just relax yourself, play like you, something will happen sooner or later!"

"Brother, listen to Brother's advice, while you are still young and still able to work hard, save a portion of the money after you make it!"

Erzi nodded and took a deep breath of the 'white sand' cigarette.

"Okay, Brother Jun, I know what to do!"

"I want to save money too, but in case I burp... to whom?"

"I've grown up, I'm 22 years old this year, I'm no longer a child!"

"Don't worry, although I like to gamble, I know what to do, and I know it!"

"Brother Jun, I found that you are now more and more like a parent!"

"I remember when I first met you, you were very straightforward and never long-winded. How did you change so much?"

Brother Jun was stunned, shook his head and laughed:

"Is there? Damn it... It seems to be a little long-winded recently!"

"Hey...Since the two bastards, the madman and Li Bing, died, I can't let go of the horse!"

"These brothers are following me. Seriously, I'm worried...!"

"Especially the few of you who have followed me from the very beginning, I really hope to bring you home safely...!"

"I've been wandering outside, and I've never had a root!"

"You can figure it out for yourself. Anyway, it's the money that you fought for with your life. You can spend whatever you like!"

Brother Jun patted Er Zi on the shoulder and said nothing more.

……

08:30 in the evening!
The main road in the eastern suburbs of Yangon.

Brother Jun was sitting in a second-hand van with a cigarette in his hand.

He looked at his phone and sent a text message.

"We are ready, as long as the target person appears, we can do it at any time!"

After a while,
SMS reply: "OK! The escape route has been arranged, good luck!"

call……!
Brother Jun exhaled and turned off the phone.

He looked up at the rearview mirror of the van, then turned to the other brothers and said:
"Brothers, get to work now, everyone put away your cellphones and everything!"

At this time,

A thin young man sitting in the back of the van whispered:
"Brother Jun, is it difficult to live tonight?"

"How much can you earn after finishing this vote?"

Everyone just split the money, and they haven't had time to spend it.

did not expect,
Will work again soon.

To be honest, at this time, everyone's fighting spirit is not high.

The military brother picks up the work, and it is usually kept secret before starting to work!

Sometimes, no negotiation is necessary.

He is the leader, and everyone is willing to give their lives to him.

If there is work, everyone will do it, and no one will complain.

And the military brother is working with everyone, so naturally he won't take everyone into the pit.

This trust is only formed by taking one's life.

only,
The work is about to begin, and of course everyone wants to know more about it.

Brother Jun was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said:
"The target person is Sang Bang, who is a jade merchant on the surface, and secretly one of the people in charge of the Golden Triangle cargo route!"

"The area he is mainly responsible for is the North American Mexican song!"

"This guy has the right to speak in the Golden Triangle and has a high status!"

"However, someone paid a high price to kill him!"

"500 million US dollars! This price is very high!"

"After completing this vote, each of us will get $60!"

"Sangbang acts very cautiously, be careful, there are many bodyguards around him, and there are motorcades following him when he goes out!"

"Other times, it's very difficult to kill him!"

"But tonight is a great opportunity, this guy likes to watch fights and even more likes to gamble!"

"The road in front of us is the only way from his residence to the underground boxing arena!"

shuh...

finished,

I saw Brother Jun took out a map.

"The place we chose happened to be on the uphill turn, and the speed of the car can't be fast!"

"Do it here, be sure to end the battle within 2 minutes!"

finished,

Brother Jun pointed to a point on the map.

Erzi glanced at the map and said in surprise:
"Brother Jun, why do I feel that there is something wrong with this single job tonight!"

"Really, my right eyelid keeps twitching!"

"The target person is the person in charge of the Golden Triangle cargo route, how can he be killed so easily?"

"There are only eight of us, this matter... I always feel that something is wrong!"

This single task is indeed a bit wrong!
usually,

It is impossible to kill the person in charge of the cargo route in the Golden Triangle with only eight people!

To know,
The person in charge of the cargo route has a very high status in the Golden Triangle and is strong and strong.

They want money and money, soldiers and soldiers, guns and guns...

Don't say that there are only eight people in the army,
Even if it is a reinforced platoon, it is very difficult to kill the person in charge of the cargo route in the Golden Triangle.

"The seller has already arranged a retreat, we are only responsible for the containment!"

"Within 2 minutes, it's best if we can kill it. If we can't kill it, let's withdraw first...!"

"If the task fails, the seller promises to pay 200 million!"

"So, it's worth fighting for!"

"Actually, as soon as this mission starts, I will give up another protection mission!"

"Regardless of the outcome of this vote, we cannot stay in Myanmar, we must leave!"

Brother Jun explained.

He originally took on two tasks, one of which was to protect the safety of a boxer.

In two months, the commission was 160 million.

Another task is to kill Zangbang!

These two tasks are equivalent to choosing one from the other!

Brother Jun hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to kill Zangbang.

no way,
From the point of view of commissions, it is faster to kill Sangbang to make money.

The key is to have a short time, and run when you are done!
Erzi nodded, took a deep breath and said:
"Okay! Now that we've already done the job, what else is there to say, let's do it!"

"Is the seller reliable? Don't try to sell us?"

Brother Jun put away the map in his hand and said solemnly:

"It should be reliable, but we can't put all the retreats on the seller!"

"So, monkey, don't do it, you're responsible for driving...!"

"Once it starts, if there is a change, you wait for us at the next intersection a kilometer away."

The thin young man called a monkey nodded and said:
"Understood, Brother Jun!"

Erzi took out the pistol and said with a smile:
"Brothers, start to work, haha... cheer up!"

"We haven't fought the firepower here in Myanmar and Yunnan, and we will fight the horse once today...!"

Whoa...!
Next,
The other brothers all started to check the guy, ready to go.

call……!
Brother Jun took a deep breath and looked up at the dead brothers in the van.

"Brothers, I won't say anything extra!"

"Since this vote is going to be done, let's do it nicely for him!"

"Man proposes, God disposes!"

"We don't have any big skills. If we want to make a lot of money, we have to work hard!"

"After finishing this vote, let's take a good rest for a while!"

"be careful……!"

Kacha...!
All the brothers prepared the guys on their bodies, and their eyes became cold and ruthless.

call……!
Brother Jun glanced at the time and said solemnly:
"It's almost nine o'clock, the boxing match at the Jade Mine Underground Boxing Stadium should be over!"

"The bereaved people will pass here soon!"

"According to the information given by the seller, Sangbang brought twelve bodyguards and five cars."

"Everyone get out of the car and start an ambush...!"

Whoa...!
next moment,
I saw seven people getting out of the van and walking towards both sides of the road.

And the van started and drove to the next intersection...

……

After the jade mine underground boxing ring came out.

Chen Huan drove the car and took Chen Yang to the hospital.

no way,
Chen Yang's foot is 'injured' and needs to be taken to the hospital for examination.

Tossed in the hospital for more than 20 minutes.

sprain!

Take a month off and you'll be fine!

But within a month, it is best not to force.

After the check result comes out,

The two got in the car and headed to the hotel.

This boxing match,
Although the odds are not high, but it can be considered to make money.

check out,
After getting the bet money from the third-party agent, the two are in a very good mood!

In this boxing match, the two bet 500 million dollars together.

Handicap odds are two to one.

So in the end the two still made 2000 and 50 million.

After deducting the 15.00% commission, I still earned more than 900 million dollars!

Compared to boxing prize money,

This is the real money making.

Chen Huan sat in the car, his mouth was about to laugh crookedly.

"Chen Yang, you are really a genius, you pretend to be too similar!"

"In the next boxing match, your popularity will plummet, and the odds will definitely increase!"

"Haha... keep a low profile, we will earn more!"

"Coming to Myanmar and Yunnan this time is the most correct choice in my life!"

"However, underground banks will have a limit. Even a third-party agency can only accept orders up to 5000 million US dollars!"

"Your foot is injured today. I believe that the masters of the Muay Thai training camp will want to challenge you!"

"By the way, your feet...doesn't affect it?"

Chen Yang chuckled without explaining too much.

suddenly,
He remembered something and asked:

"Chen Huan, didn't you say that the mercenary team you contacted has arrived in Yangon, Myanmar?"

"How's it going? Are you done talking?"

Chen Huan shook his head and said:
"No, I don't know what's going on. I called them just now and it was turned off!"

"If they don't take the task, they can only find someone else!"

The two chatted in the car.

The car left the hospital and drove to the hotel...

After ten minutes,
throat!
suddenly,
There was a piercing gunshot in the distance.

Kacha...!
Chen Huan slammed on the brakes, the car drifted and almost ran out of the road.

"Fuck... what's the situation?"

Chen Huan quickly took out an AK47 automatic rifle from under the car seat.

Since the last time I was blocked by those outlaws.

Chen Huan specially prepared two AK47 automatic rifles in the car, and prepared hundreds of bullets!
"There are outlaws again, want to rob us?"

"The horse-riding...a third-party agent, did they sell us again?"

"That's not right... We are the way back to the hotel from the hospital!"

"Even if someone tries to block us, it's impossible to be here?"

"Who would have guessed that we were going to the hospital?"

Chen Huan was surprised and pulled the bolt of the AK47 away.

With heavy firepower in hand, he no longer felt panic.

Chen Yang held the other automatic rifle in the car in his hand and looked up into the distance.

I saw a fierce exchange of fire 100 meters away.

Say, say, say...

A strong man in black clothes, holding an automatic rifle in his hand, opened fire at the convoy on the road!
The firepower is fierce...!
As he opened fire, he shouted instructions to the people around him.

"Second son, block the flank, prepare the sniper rifle, don't let the target escape!"

"Pony, heavy fire support, hurry up... turn off the lights!"

"Suppressing... grenades, throwing grenades, suppressing firepower...!"

"Get down, there are snipers... those who ride... be careful...!"

Say... say... say...

The fierce exchange of fire was shocking.

The sky was dark and cloudy, and it looked extremely sultry.

A car in front of the convoy had been beaten to a pulp at this time, and it was riddled with holes!

but,

The two cars in the middle are bulletproof.

The bullet hit the car, sending out a cloud of sparks, but it couldn't penetrate the car's casing.

Chen Yang was a little confused.
He turned his head and glanced at Chen Huan next to him, shook his head and said:

"Damn it, after a long time, it turned out that it wasn't to rob us!"

"I'm loaded and ready to go!"

Chen Huan was also confused at the moment, and exclaimed in amazement:

"This ghost place in Myanmar is really chaotic to death!"

"Fire directly at every turn, just like fighting a war, you don't have the guts, in this place, you will be scared to death!"

"Why did the voice just now sound familiar?"

"Fuck... I remembered it!"

"Army! That guy is the Army!"

Chen Yang was stunned when he heard the words,
"What army? I'm still in the air force. Are you scared?"

"Turn the car around, it has nothing to do with us, let's go another way."

Chen Huan shook his head and said, "No...that guy is called the Army!"

"He is the leader of that mercenary team, his name is Army!"

"Damn it, he didn't take our defense mission, and instead came to fight with people here, he's too sturdy!"

"Huh? Look at those guys, are they the group that blocked us the day before yesterday?"

bang...

suddenly,
I saw three military vehicles coming from the other side of the road.

Dozens of people jumped out of the car.

Chen Yang sat in the car, watched from a distance, and said in surprise:

"Damn! The military vehicles are coming, this Nima is a little noisy!"

"What kind of army are you talking about, I'm afraid someone will make dumplings!"

"But this guy is really tough, seven people dare to touch the team, kind of!"

"Fuck... those people in the convoy are indeed the guys who blocked us the day before yesterday!"

"Your domineering car was blown up by these guys. Haven't the account been settled with them yet?"

"I originally thought that these Dogecoins were ordinary outlaws, but it seems that there is someone behind them!"

Chen Yang frowned slightly.

He turned his head to Chen Huan and said, "Turn the car around first and go back to the hotel the other way!"

"This group of Dogecoin dares to move us once, and there will definitely be a second time."

"That army, looks like it's going to be overwhelmed!"

"Give me those magazines, you go back first!"

"What am I going to see...?"

Chen Yang gave an order to Chen Huan.

(End of this chapter)