The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

Chapter 133 Let him die! ! (Thanks to Deng Xianghan1666 for the reward!!)

I saw the other side of Lao Qiao when He Chuntian came.

I don't know this person, but I can see a rare tact in this person.

He flew in in a helicopter and was very grand.

The moment the plane came to a stop, he would rush over and hold Lao Qiao's hand tightly and call out affectionately, "Uncle." He would also hug Lao Qiao tightly after the propeller stopped spinning completely. He said in his arms: "Uncle, I miss you so much."

But Lao Qiao told me that night after everyone had gone to bed: "This guy is a son-in-law."

To be honest, Lao Qiao didn't think highly of him, but no one could tell from his appearance.

As soon as Lao Qiao saw this kid getting into the "Beloved Relatives and Friends" episode, he beat him off the plane until the banquet was served, and he never let go of his hand. It was so hot.

"Is Mr. Dabao okay?"

"I miss him too."

“How is the Wa State doing now?”

"I haven't gone back to see it for a long time."

"Is your overall body okay?"

None of his words are touching, how do you expect him to be stunned by a few words?

Grandma!

Later I saw that He Chuntian was annoyed. He thought Lao Qiao was fake.

But I can see that Lao Qiao is deliberately disgusting him. After all, he is an imperial envoy from the Wa State, or the son-in-law of Mr. Big Bao. If you weren't so cruel, how could you really kick him out with both your mouth and your kick?Doesn't that mean a declaration of war?

The two of them were pretending that night. They exchanged glasses at the banquet. The two of them almost swallowed a full pound of deer blood wine. Old Qiao took advantage of his drunken state and asked, "Chuntian." !”

Those who didn’t know thought he was drunk and crazy, but as soon as he said the second half of the sentence, I immediately understood that Old Qiao was pretending to be drunk: “Don’t worry, stay here with me. I’ll eat, drink, and drink.” I have everything, even if you are looking for a woman, I won’t bring you one to snitch on..."

He Chuntian laughed strangely: "Hahahaha, uncle, you drank too much."

"I don't have much."

"By the way, what did you say Dabao always asked you to do?"

He Chuntian followed the words and continued: "Ah, my father-in-law..." Suddenly he was stunned, and when he raised his head again, Lao Qiao was waiting in front of him with squinted eyes: "Uncle, when did I say it was my father-in-law?" Did you ask me to come?"

"No?"

Lao Qiao curled his lips and asked.

"No."

Lao Qiao blinked hard, took a breath and said, "Then it's really possible that I drank too much."

He turned back to look at He Chuntian: "Then you are here?"

He Chuntian glanced at me and asked, "Are you a confidant?"

Lao Qiao deliberately twisted his body and looked at me: "He? He's fine. He's deaf and mute. He's here just to make it easier for us to speak."

"Uncle, let me tell you a joke." He Chuntian looked at Lao Qiao seriously: "Someone spent money in the Wa State..."

Lao Qiao nodded drunkenly: "Are you saying that I want to rebel again?"

He Chuntian laughed loudly: "No, not this time."

"Then what are you talking about this time?"

"Say yes, you can produce goods with a purity of over 90%."

At that second, I got goosebumps!
This is Jinshanjiao! !

Lao Qiao is the subordinate of Mr. Dabao, and Mr. Dabao cannot produce 90% of the goods. Can he do it?
This is killing Lao Qiao!
Lao Qiao has specified that he has the goods, but since he made them, he has not put them on the market.Judging from the current situation, almost all the people who knew the news were dead. So, there is no need to ask who told the secret?

Lao Qiao's expression didn't change. He stood up unsteadily and almost fell down. I went over to help him, but he pushed me away and cursed: "Get the hell out of here!"

As he spoke, he went under the bed and took out the small batch of goods used to trick the cook.

My heart hanging in my throat was immediately put down.

Old Qiao carried the goods and put them on the table full of dishes. The plastic bag was covered with vegetable soup. He shouted out the door: "Come here!" After a green soldier ran over, Old Qiao said: "Go and find a cook."

The greenskins turned around and ran out.

He Chuntian rolled his eyes: "Uncle, isn't there someone here?" He pointed at me.

Old Qiao looked at me: "He's not good. I can't understand mute words to him."

When Lao Qiao mentioned this for the second time, I already understood in my heart that this old boy was planning to use me as a spy, because sometimes what a 'deaf' person can hear may not be heard by normal people.

A moment later, a man in a white coat walked in. Lao Qiao pointed at the goods on the table and said, "Check!"

Immediately afterwards, the green soldiers began to toss experimental equipment into the room, and half of the table was vacated to put those things down.

This guy in the white coat is far inferior to the cook in his craftsmanship, and he doesn't look like he can make good things.

After fiddling with it, when the liquid dripped into the experimental equipment and the words 88.35% were placed there, Lao Qiao pointed with his hand: "How about it!"

"Look at this guy, 88.35%. What's the difference between this and 90%?"

"What's wrong?!"

He Chuntian glanced at it several times, pushed the white coat away, stood up and performed the operation very skillfully according to the previous operation mode. After still getting this data, he complimented Lao Qiao: "Awesome!"

He really understands, because people can tell things.

"This thing looks simple, but it actually needs to be purified. It has to do with the synthesis route. This thing should actually be a colorless oily liquid. The chemical formula of the free base is C10H15N. Its hydrochloride should be C10H16CIN, which is ice. This The theoretical maximum purity of ice is 80.3%..."

"Uncle, it's already a huge breakthrough for you to reach 88.35%. You're about to catch up with the Wa State!"

Lao Qiao opened his eyes in surprise: "How pure is the Wa State?"

"89.14%."

Lao Qiao stood up, pointed at his white coat and cursed: "Damn it, look at me!"

He Chuntian hurriedly stopped him: "Uncle, you can't really blame them. The Wa State has professional laboratories and professional talents, but they haven't broken through 90%. In my opinion, 90% purity is just a fantasy in the TV series. "

Lao Qiao drove everyone else out of the house. When only the three of us were left, he put his arm around He Chuntian's shoulders and said, "I took these things and lied about the purity of 90% to attract all the buyers. I I don’t believe that those guys can go back just because they are a little short of purity!”

"Uncle, have you forgotten, didn't my father-in-law use this trick before when you were conquering the world? How about forming a deadly feud with Kunsha?"

Lao Qiao seemed to be waking up from a big dream: "Really?"

"Why is this trick so familiar in my mind?"

Under the cover of night, He Chuntian was under Lao Qiao's armpit and said with a smile: "Uncle, it's too late. I'm a little sleepy. How about we talk about it tomorrow?"

Lao Qiao turned around, sat down on the ground first, and said with a mouth full of alcohol: "Yang Rong!"

The officer walked in: "Make arrangements for Chuntian. He has a bad reputation in Wa State. Go quickly."

After the officer led He Chuntian out, Old Qiao straightened up and his face was deformed!
"You bastard, you want me to die!"

"He wants me to fucking die!!!"

There is no 90% pure product in the world, but the Wa State Dabao General Manager knows that there can be 90% pure product. What would he think?
That proves that his Lao Qiao's goods will be sold better in Wa State!

What will he do if he has money?
What will you do if you have arms and people?

This is the power of 90%!

This is why Lao Qiao brought all the drug dealers to the walled city and was determined to kill them all if they showed this value! !
Yang Rong ran over from outside the courtyard and saw Lao Qiao again: "Everything has been arranged."

Lao Qiao asked seriously: "Where is he?"

Yang Rong looked at me incomprehensively. I couldn't hold it in anymore, so I opened my mouth and said, "The boss of 729 Park!"

"On the way to delivery, we should be at the border by now."

Lao Qiao immediately answered: "Let him die!"

"I don't care how many people you take out, no matter what method you use, let him die!!"

(End of this chapter)