The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

Political battles, cross-level things, are not suitable for me at all.

After listening to Mr. Bao's words, I just felt that as long as his method of "treating the eccentric with the right" has a stage where it can be operated, it will make people unable to resist at all.

No wonder Lao Qiao had the illusion of being driven crazy under his hands, and he was never afraid of anyone's rebellion.

I swallowed hard to relieve the cramped feeling caused by this tension...

"You are young and don't take the right path at all. Your mind is full of crooked and evil things. How far can you go?"

I looked at Mr. Bao and asked, "I would like to hear the details."

I!
A stinky gangster released from prison!
In front of Mr. Bao, I felt like I didn't say anything polite. It was really not worthy of the occasion. I actually suppressed the words "I would like to hear the details".

"In terms of ability, the most you can do is go to the county."

Mr. Big Bao saw through me at a glance, but Lao Qiao's judgment of me was 'you are always changing'.

"He is not yet the county magistrate, but Dingtian is the gang leader of a county. This must be considered an exceptional promotion."

Mr. Dabao didn’t mean to ridicule me at all. He explained very seriously: "In your eyes, there is no world, no land, and no country. It is just the word 'profit' written on it. As long as you grasp it, With this seven inches, I can shape it no matter how I squeeze it."

"Do you think the life and death you experienced were just storms and waves?"

"Then have you ever felt oppressive when standing in front of tens of thousands of troops, and one wrong judgment could cost everyone's life?"

"Do you think your little cleverness can change the world?"

"What if the tens of thousands of people under your command stop after four hours? Are you clever enough to conjure up food and show it to me? I believe that by that time, you will have only one thought left, that is, ' Rob'!"

Of course I asked, "What else?"

Da Bao always looks at me with a smile.

I am!

I almost asked him to get in for me.

He first labeled me as 'being clever' and pushed me to extremes. Then he gave me an environment where I couldn't move at all. Finally, he labeled me 'grabbing', which made you unable to react at all. I forgot that the dictionary also has a word for borrowing and credit.

"understand?"

"The way you conduct yourself will determine your code of conduct, and the requirements you place on yourself will create a pattern."

“Your thoughts will become actions, your actions will create concepts, and when your concepts become habits, your life will have a trace to follow.”

He didn't talk to me about anything illusory. He actually meant every sentence to the point where he told you in the calmest tone, 'In fact, you can still change', instead of yelling at you, 'What you did is wrong. You bitch!
He is not Old Joe.

But I want to stay away from him immediately.

But when I first came up with this idea, Mr. Da Bao continued: "Would you like to try another way of living?"

"I will give you a new Wa identity, a legal Wa identity."

"I give you a country to be loyal to, a national leader to be loyal to."

"I will give you epaulettes, armbands, and a channel for advancement, so that you can stand in this world legitimately."

"Everyone will fall into a ravine, but everyone will raise their head and look at the stars."

"Right?"

This cake is a bit overwhelming.

But when I was painting cakes for people, I could only stand in the lumber factory and say to Man Gui's subordinates: "You have to learn well."

"Wait a moment." I searched all over the coffee table and even lifted the chessboard.

Dabao always looked at me and asked, "What are you waiting for?"

"Those words just now are quite good. I'll take a note and write them down. When I have the opportunity to show off to my subordinates, I don't have to just say 'I x your mother' next time."

Da Bao was so angry that he looked at me wrongly, sighed and turned his head away.

What's going on? Why do you still think you're the head of state?

If you don't show anything practical, just a few words are like inciting rebellion, right?
Do you really think of yourself as Napoleon?Do you think that by saying in front of the Pope, "Give to God what is God's, and to Napoleon what is Napoleon's", you will become famous all over the world?
Then why did I try so hard to keep you here in Meng?
and many more……

He just seemed to say that I only have interests in my eyes.

I suddenly looked at the king of the Wa State in front of me. Although he clearly had an absolute advantage, in terms of ideology, he had fallen behind another position, a position that even if he worked hard all his life, he might not be able to catch up. Bit.

Old Qiao... you have found a good job for me!

I now understand why you refused to come when you had the opportunity to ridicule your former leader. This big bag can really give you two brushes to deceive you with a few words.

"President Bao..."

"never mind."

I didn't plan to finish the work today. After leaving the last two words, I got up and left the villa.

I'm a little tired.

Not physically, but mentally.

No, to be precise, it’s a feeling of emptiness…

Not all...

I don’t know how to describe my feelings. It’s just that you know clearly that everything Big Bao says is right, but within the scope of the world you perceive, everything he says doesn’t apply.

What kind of world have I seen?
It is the lowest level of society. It is full of malicious places. If you are not on guard here, you will be bullied, so you have to be ruthless, you have to be fierce, you have to be evil, because in the eyes of this group of people, worship is the law of the jungle.

But I have also seen a star say something like this in an interview. He said: "After I became famous, I was surrounded by good people."

My understanding at the time was that he crossed a class and reached a place with higher moral standards; later, I felt that after he became capable, others did not dare to be a bad person in front of him for fear of backlash. .

Now?

I have a new understanding of this, that is, there is a group of people who have taken this set of moral standards as a guide, such as the sages of the past.

It's just that I have never seen such a place, nor have I seen such high moral standards.

But I began to look forward to the existence of such a place in this world, even in an unreachable dream.

Under darkness, I returned to the Land Rover.

Xiaoxiao was so sleepy that she leaned back on the chair and fell asleep. She waited in the car for a whole day. It was not until I sat in the driver's seat that I heard the sound of the car door closing, which woke her up.

"Um... are you done?" She asked without even wanting to open her eyes.

I responded: "It's done, I'll take you home."

Xiaoxiao turned sideways and said, "Why is it so tiring to be a drug lord..."

I laughed. (End of chapter)