The heavens start from Changjin Lake

This group of people searched all the batons and electric batons on the two people. The car repairman handed the batons and electric batons to the shop owner. The shop owner took a look at them and threw them under the cashier. Only five thousand kyats, chattering about something.

Since they spoke Burmese, the two couldn't understand what the group of people were communicating, but their eyes made them feel bad.

"Brother Yuan! Brother Yuan!" Seeing that the situation was wrong, the thin man immediately yelled at the top of his voice. They can't make a sound.

"stop!"

Just escaping from one quagmire, and about to fall into another quagmire, the two people who were almost desperate suddenly heard that familiar voice, and felt that the force that suppressed them was a little bit weaker, as if attracted by that voice, the two of them fell He yelled for help as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Brother Yuan, we are here, we are here!"

The two struggled, broke free from the crowd, and ran to Xia Yuan's side, still feeling lingering fear.

The thin man said: "Brother Yuan, this group of bastards stole our five thousand kyats, took away our weapons, and wanted to take us both away."

Xia Yuan narrowed his eyes and stared at the group of unfriendly repairmen, and asked in some broken Burmese: "Do you want to take my people away?"

The owner of the small supermarket came out, wiped his palms with a towel, threw the dirty hair on the ground, stepped on them, and said, "You are a group of stowaways. It is impossible to hang around in Burma. I can take you to apply for identity certificates, but the condition is that you work for me. Otherwise, I will arrest you and send you to the police. People without ID will eventually be arrested. Locked up in the police station until identification can be confirmed."

Xia Yuan ignored the bickering between several friends, and said, "My friend said to use an electric baton to loosen your muscles and bones."

Xia Yuan sat on the stool and said: "It's not a good thing. Before we arrived, it is estimated that many people have been killed by them, and they are probably doing other things, but all of this has nothing to do with us. Bring enough Food and water, loaded in the car and we set off."

I don’t know when the skinny man ran into the shop owner’s supermarket and opened the drawer. There were a lot of odds and ends inside. There were at least dozens of [-] kyats, let alone [-] kyats and [-] kyats. Yuan's, there is also a safe inside, but it cannot be opened, it is locked.

The shop owner swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "You, do you know kung fu?"

Xia Yuan thought for a moment and said, "It's more than 300 yuan."

"Go!" The bald head grabbed the electric baton in his hand, crackling and flickering electric arcs, and rushed towards a car repairman. The other party's steel pipe hit him with a bang. The electric baton poked at the mechanic.

"Don't tell me, I know." The bald head turned and shouted at the fat man, and then asked: "Brother Yuan, what do you think he is up to?"

The bald head turned to look at the two fat and thin people who were eating and drinking, and then asked, "Brother Yuan, what do you mean by that?"

This kick directly suppressed them all.

The thin man nodded: "Good bald head."

From the appearance of the store owner, it is not difficult to see that this is not the first time they have done such a thing. Who knows how many Chinese people have been brutally murdered by them before them. Indirectly contaminated with the blood of how many Chinese people.

The lock of the cabinet was broken by the thin man in some way, and there were several bags of white powdery things inside, which were quite a lot. If it was flour, there was no need to lock it in the cabinet at all. Obviously, these things were not flour.

Gritting his teeth, the shop owner took out the last [-] kyats and said, "This is the last money."

The thin man grinned, "Grandma's, it's still very comfortable, body search is like playing!"

The fat man is quite smart, with his mouth puffed up, he mumbled, "Baldhead, what Brother Yuan means is that such a small supermarket and car repair shop can't make money, but these people still open a small shop here." Supermarkets and car repair shops, and there are thousands of dollars in the counter, obviously do not rely on small supermarkets and car repair shops to make money, they have other sidelines."

Crackling, the mechanic immediately lay on the ground, twitching constantly.

Things always develop in a direction that he can't predict. Seven or eight of his men, carrying steel pipes and wrenches, rushed towards the four smugglers. The car repairman at the front moved so fast that before the shop owner could react, the thin car repairman was kicked out and lay on the ground crying in pain.

Seeing the black muzzle of the gun, several people froze in place for an instant. The shop owner glared, and then laughed wildly: "Gun? Do you dare to shoot? If you shoot, the police will come. You are illegal immigrants without identity." , How do you think they will deal with you, shoot, shoot, we will be injured at most, but your fate will definitely not be much better."

"More than 300 yuan, 30 kyats is less than 1000 yuan."

"Brother Yuan, this bastard actually said he has no money, look!"

The thin man put the money he found from the car repairman in his pocket, and said, "Old bald man, relieve his hair and itching."

Seven or eight car repairmen with wrenches and iron bars beside them rushed towards the four of them, waving their weapons.

"Go!" The shop owner narrowed his eyes and looked greedily at the gun in Xia Yuan's arms. With this gun, he would be able to expand his family's territory and face the Gear Gang in Beitou.

The thin man stood behind the fat man and shouted: "Your uncle, watch your ass, if someone steals your ass, you will be finished."

He hurried into the store, took out ten kyats with a face value of [-], and said tremblingly, "Do you think this is enough?"

The fat man came over, threw a piece of bread to the bald head, and said, "From the behavior of the thin man and me just now, they probably regarded us as stowaways and wanted to tie us up, but after they tied us up What exactly you want to do, that’s unknown.”

He raised his head, looked at the tall shop owner in front of him, and said, "You, no, follow me, and I will lead you to make a lot of money."

"Don't touch it." The fat man patted the thin man. The thin man locked the cabinet, searched for some cigarettes on the counter, put them in a bag, and found a basket with his bald head. The fat man threw everything he could eat and drink into the basket. Xia Yuan searched the money in the counter, and when the four of them left the small supermarket, there were big baskets and small baskets.

The fat man slammed a few times at the car mechanic who was lying on the ground, stood up and spat, and said, "Steal my ass, I will poke their ass hair!"

Xia Yuan smiled: "You convinced me, but it's a pity that I'm even scarier without a gun."

He stretched out his hand and ticked it: "Not enough!"

He turned around and looked at the shop owner in front of him, and said: "Follow me, I will take you to conquer the entire Xinduo, and even go out of Xinduo, or we will talk about the injuries my friend suffered, I don't think there is a hundred thousand kyat Yuan, the injuries on their bodies will never heal, or I will remove your hands and feet."

Xia Yuan squinted, took out the revolver from his waist, and aimed directly at the car repairman rushing over.

Xia Yuan narrowed his eyes and shouted, "bald!"

He threw the baton in his arms to the fat man, and said to them: "Subdue them, this is our territory."

The store owner looked at the flickering electric baton and knew that if he didn't take the money again, the physical pain was inevitable, but asking him to take out so much money was enough to make his flesh hurt for a long time.

Xia Yuan carried a car repairman and threw it beside the shop owner, squinting at him: "Your guy doesn't seem to be very good, he can't even beat a few of my friends."

Then the fat man and the thin man turned back and found two barrels of gasoline in the car repair shop.

Xia Yuan said: "Small supermarkets and car repair shops like this can't make money."

The shop owner said with a mournful face: "I really don't have any more. I still need to provide them with room and board, and pay them wages. How can I have so much money?"

The shop owner narrowed his eyes, "Smugglers have no identity, and they can be sold to the park for a good price. Even if their legs are broken, they are still valuable."

The fat man walked over with a piece of bread in his mouth, and couldn't help frowning when he saw a cabinet that the thin man opened first.

"Here we come!" The bald head came over with the electric baton that thundered.

Seeing this man babbling like birdsong, even his expression turned a little bit better, the fat man who sensed something lowered his voice and said: "Brother Yuan, you can't believe what he said, this guy definitely has no good intentions."

"Come on! Break their legs for me and grab them back."

The shop owner gritted his teeth, and took out another [-] kyats. Xia Yuan still shook his head, and the shop owner immediately became angry: "You are the devil who can't fill it."

The shop owner's face suddenly turned pale: "I, I have no money, you will be punished for extorting like this, and the police will definitely not let you go."

Xia Yuan took the kyat and said: "Not enough, the money is only enough to buy my friend's injury, but what about those Chinese who have suffered from your murderous hands, who should pay for them? I think you will pay for it from them." You must have made a lot of money, spit out the money, and I will consider letting you go."

The store owner looked at the subdued guy, but he didn't want to give up his storefront. With the idea of ​​keeping the green hills there and not worrying about no firewood, he said: "I lose money, I lose money."

Xia Yuan patted the fat man on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, he still can't fool me."

Xia Yuan glanced at it and said, "Close the cabinet, we won't touch these things, just put the money on it, it's not clean, and it's even money earned by us Chinese."

"Brother Yuan, come and look at this." The skinny man's voice came from the room, seeing him rummaging around again, the fat man couldn't help but said, "Don't rummage around, what the hell did you find again?"

"You still know kung fu? You missed it."

The shop owner seemed to have heard something incredible, and laughed, "You are the most incredible person I have ever met in Xinduo, you can ask in Xinduo, who doesn't know me, Brother Tu, you actually said I can't do it , little guy, it’s up to you whether it’s okay or not, since you don’t agree, I can only let you agree.”

Many people in the surrounding town have noticed the movement here, but they know the people in this small supermarket and car repair shop very well, and know that these people are not good people, they just watched the bustle from a distance, but did not People stepped forward to stop it, and no one even called the police, and some even applauded.

Bald and vomiting blood.

He turned around and shouted, "Search and search!"

The shop owner paused, and then said: "Of course, if you choose to follow me, I will not only solve your identity problems, but also provide you with accommodation and wages. They are a group of people like you, how about it?"

The fat man grabbed his baton and slammed it on a car repairman, cursing: "Let you search me, let you search me."

In the car, Xia Yuan closed his eyes and meditated. The bald man driving asked, "Brother Yuan, where are we going next?"

Seeing that his home had been stolen, the shop owner turned around and was about to run over to drive away the skinny man, but was knocked unconscious by Xia Yuan. Xia Yuan looked around and said, "Take them all in."

Xia Yuandao: "It doesn't matter, we dare to mess with Wa State, why don't you dare to open a black supermarket, if you want to eat us, you have to think about whether you might be eaten instead. You have to consider the possibility of being hacked."

"Let me see, who dares to move!"

The bald head looked at the stack of [-] kyats in Brother Yuan's hand, and said happily: "Brother Yuan, how much can [-] kyats be exchanged for our own money?"

The bald head calculated for a while, then turned to stare at the shop owner, "Brother Yuan, I only gave you 1000 yuan, you can't let him go so cheaply, grandma, I've worked so hard with him just for 1000 yuan."

The bald head turned around and scolded: "You are the old bald head, the bald head can only be called Brother Yuan, you have to be called Brother Song."

The shop owner tried to deceive them by relying on the large number of people on his side, and on the fact that Xia Yuan and the others were smugglers who didn't know much about the situation here.

Xia Yuan turned to face the fat and thin people who were frantically searching their bodies behind him, "Okay, don't search them, hundreds of kyats are worthless, this shop is worth it."

"Kung fu!" The store owner turned pale.

After carrying these people in, Xia Yuan wandered around in the small supermarket, looking at the food on the counter, "It's all expired food. It's been a long time, and there's a layer of dust on it. The car repair shop next door There is a car parked in the store, but the car is intact, not disassembled, it doesn't look like it's broken."

"Let me think."

Xia Yuan thought about it, the plan is to stay in Xinduo and develop here, but after seeing the situation here, unless it is doing illegal business, doing serious business will not make much money at all, just a small supermarket The goods have all expired.

He wanted to open up the situation abroad with his domestic thinking, but after thinking about it for a while, he raised his head and said:

"Xinduo is too backward. It is difficult for us to do business here."

The thin man said: "Brother Yuan, we will go wherever you go, and we will do whatever you ask us to do."