The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

Chapter 24

I feel the need to tell everyone about it as I continue writing.

Recently, I received some news, and someone actually asked me if I could go there to make money... If I had acquaintances, would it be less dangerous...

what do you think?

Have I written so much in vain?

I can tell you clearly right now that your so-called acquaintance, no matter how good his words are, is lying to you, or he is so beaten up by those scumbags that he has no choice but to lie to you.

Here, I have to tell you a real situation, that is, there was once a particularly handsome kid in the park who couldn't bear to be dealt with, so he called his partner and wanted to get him over.Maybe it was because his partner's family was strict, so after he failed to get the person over, he called another dog licker.

The licking dog was fooled. After collecting the ticket money, he rushed over there.

She thought she was running for love, and when she landed, she would be a delicate little princess.

The results of it?
The result was that the little boy was crying and shouting 'I'm sorry, I'm not a human being' while watching the girl being beaten! '.

If I have made the matter so clear and you still want to ask for my opinion, then I will still hold back the anger of my two big mouths and tell you that you can't go, even if your own parents tell you that you can go there. Even if you make a lot of money, you can’t go there.

However, I have actually seen someone take the initiative to go there. I will talk about that person’s fate later. Next, I will continue to tell the story of the Menneng Hotel.

……

When the octagonal cage was set up, the whole scene changed, with shouts and curses coming and going.This group of people went from being comrades under Lao Qiao to enemies in the blink of an eye.

Some people even poured some powder on their hands, inhaled it into their noses, and then cursed even more happily.

At this time, two men in green military uniforms walked into the octagonal cage. I could tell something was wrong with one of them as soon as I laid eyes on him. This guy's ears looked as if they had been pulled bald. There was no edge on the whole ear. The layer structure looks weird.

Bang!
The two of them took action after the sound of the gong. As I expected, the guy with different ears was the moment the other one punched him, and he punched the other person's head directly.

Don't think that this is a bad hair-pulling trick in a street fight. The person uses his height to lower the opponent's head in order to make him lose his vision so that he can use his back.

With just such a move, the boy with the abnormal ears turned around and reached around the opponent's body, reached for his back, stretched out his hand to strangle the opponent's neck, and put his feet on his waist. I could already tell that the outcome was decided. .

Bang!
When the gong sounded, the first battle in the hall was over in less than half a minute. The guy who was carried on his back was carried out in a state of shock;

The winner raised his hands in the octagonal cage and showed off his power.

In the audience, some people were cheering, some were cursing loudly, and there were actually service staff carrying bundles of cash on trays and distributing them.

"Why do you still have a bet on this?"

I pointed to the bundle of bills on the waiter's tray and asked.

Ayong stood next to me and said: "Otherwise, the seventh company commander would be willing to fine us 20 yuan and hire someone to fight? This grandson may not have lost much in the past few times."

While we were talking, we both suddenly shut up. The seventh company commander came back from the front. When he saw the fight starting in the octagonal cage, he left his seat and ran to the edge of the ring to watch the excitement. Only the green-skinned soldier who followed him came with a gun. Stand behind us.

"Ayong, get ready for the next chachai match between you and the Second Battalion."

Ayong stood up slowly and wiped a few handfuls of the grease from his hands on the tablecloth. I glanced at him and said, "Be careful, this guy is said to practice Muay Thai."

"understood."

He agreed.

What I said was ironic, but Ayong must not have heard it.Just like that, Ayong was still on his way to the octagonal cage, lying next to the ear of the seventh company commander and saying a few words.

After we finished, the Seventh Company Commander tugged on my clothes and said, "Come on, follow me to the front to watch the fun."

I was holding the unfinished lobster in my hand and asked in confusion: "Didn't you say you can eat it casually?"

"What the hell can I do to save you a mouthful of food? As long as you can win today, I'll let you eat for the whole night!"

The moment A Yong entered the octagonal cage, the captain of the seventh company raised his hands and shouted: "Seventh company, 100 million to defeat A Yong to win!"

The other side directly sang the opposite tune and shouted: "Second Battalion has taken the call!"

It turns out that this is not a bet on the bottom of the sea, but a bet!

No wonder the seventh company commander looks so angry.

bang.

The same gong sounds, but this time the situation in the Octagon has changed. Ayong is facing a strong man who is twice his size and 1.9 meters tall. The muscles on the boy's body are like a city wall. Hou, when I saw this scene, I looked at the Seventh Company Commander and asked, "Are there no kilograms here?"

The seventh company commander didn't hear clearly under the irritable voice, and answered casually: "It must be divided between life and death!"

Go to hell!

According to your random play style, I might encounter some kind of beast when I come on the field. Even if a King Kong comes up from the opposite side, I won't be surprised at all.

Woo!
The big guy's fist hit A Yong, and the wind was blown.

A Yong shortened his body, twisted his waist, and turned around to avoid the opponent's attack range. From the side of the strong man, he punched the opponent's cheek with a punch - touch.

Just this punch, even if it hit my face, should have a knockout effect, but the strong man didn't even shake his head.

I looked down and saw that this guy's head and neck were thick on one side. That thick neck could protect the head in ways that ordinary people couldn't understand.

Even after A Yong punched, he didn't hit continuously, and hurriedly retreated. Those who retreated hit the barbed wire fence, and then ran to the side along the wall.

call!
The strong man turned around and launched a whip kick!
Thanks to A Yong's fast running, otherwise even if the kick was protected, he would have to be kicked down with unreasonable force.

How can I fight this?

You can't hurt others, they can kill you with just a little move of their hands.

A Yong was not convinced.

Really.

As a spectator, I was almost convinced, but this kid was stunned.

He moves around the octagon with faster movements than others, but everyone who has practiced knows that no matter how agile you are, you are still in the octagon. Sooner or later, you won't be able to catch him, right?
It didn't take even a second for my thoughts to become reality.

Ayong punched someone in the ear, but the strong man grabbed his wrist directly. It was impossible for him to pull back.

At that second, the strong man's fist as big as a sandbag hit A Yong's face directly, and he could no longer avoid it.

air!
I watched helplessly as Ayong's head pushed back hard under this punch. I even doubted whether his backbone would be broken by this degree of pushback.

(End of this chapter)