It is never his style to sit and wait for death. If there are other choices, Ye Bei will not place his hope on luck.

Chen Wanyue was because Ye Bei had no choice, but this was different. Ye Bei just needed to find the same type of medicine as that cigarette.

After saying hello to them, Ye Bei asked Lin Zhenye to deal with the visa issue directly, and then rushed to the far wall airport and flew towards Myanmar.

Time flies, and Ye Bei soon arrives in the territory of Myanmar.

Stepping on this strange land and looking at these different customs and cultures, Ye Bei felt as if he had returned to the days when he was traveling abroad.

A few months ago, I was just a mercenary who was licking blood on the tip of the knife.

Unexpectedly, I became the boss of a company in the blink of an eye, with thousands of people under my command. This span is really a bit unexpected.

Ye Bei took off his thick clothes and put them in his suitcase. At this time, China was already in a cold winter, but Myanmar was still full of spring.

"Sir, ten yuan!"

As soon as I walked out of the airport, a group of children suddenly surrounded me.

They spoke a bit of awkward Chinese, pointing to the crafts or gadgets in their hands, and promoted Ye Bei.

This scene immediately made Ye Bei frown.

He knew that many people would deliberately guard the door and wait for the Chinese to pass by to buy what they had.

After all, the impression that Chinese people are stupid and have too much money is internationally famous.

"No, I don't want it!"

Open your hand and signal that you have no money.

However, these children were still reluctant to sell their things, which made Ye Bei feel annoyed.

"Stop, you bastard!"

Ye Bei, who was about to squeeze out, suddenly felt someone touching his butt, and his face changed.

Thinking of his wallet being all in his pocket, he reached out and grabbed the boy's wrist.

Just as he was about to educate him, he reached out his other hand and pulled out the wallet from Ye Bei's butt pocket.

"Mad, stop me!"

Ye Bei's expression suddenly changed. He was about to chase him out, but was blocked by several children around him.

Ye Bei immediately frowned, holding the little boy's hand in his hand, but still didn't let go.

"Tell me where he went?"

Ye Bei knew that it would be impossible for these children to come here to steal people's wallets.

Although there is not much money in that wallet, after all, Huaxia now pays with mobile phones, but it cannot be stolen by others no matter what.

"No, don't know."

The little boy continued to reject Ye Bei in his unstandard Mandarin.

"have no idea?"

Hearing this, Ye Bei narrowed his eyes.

The children present suddenly felt a chill.

For a moment, everyone scattered in birds and beasts, but this person who was caught by Ye Bei could not escape.

"Tell me, what's your name?"

"Maoyi..." Hearing this name, Ye Bei nodded.

"Tell me where are they now?"

"have no idea."

His appearance and meaning were obviously very afraid, but he had to answer Ye Bei's question, so he had to whisper in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

He patted Yang Yi's head, and then Ye Bei said softly.

Perhaps it was Ye Bei's tone that made him relax slightly, and Maoyi finally stopped his trembling body.

Looking at him like this, even if he was so afraid of himself, he would not tell the place where the little boy went, which made Ye Bei frown slightly.

This shows that the boy in front of him is already used to this situation.

If you don't say it, you will only be beaten up by someone who is caught and then it will be fine.

But if we say that, in the end, he would probably be more than just beating.

Ye Bei had heard of this kind of thing before, but he had not meddled with other people's business.

But now he actually stole it on his head. It's unbearable. This revenge must be avenged! "Come on, come with me."

He patted Yang Yi's head, and then Ye Bei took the little boy away from the airport gate.

I found a snack on the street, bought fried banana slices, and handed them to him.

Seeing that Ye Bei was actually buying something for him, Yang Yi widened his eyes in disbelief.

Looking at the fried banana slices handed to me, I swallowed with a little desire, but did not reach out to get them, but pushed them with a little fear.

"For you, eat it."

He pointed to the food in his hand, pointed to the little boy, and then Ye Bei signaled him to eat quickly.

Seeing that Ye Bei actually bought it for him, Yang Yi immediately showed a look of surprise and then took it from Ye Bei.

The freshly fried banana slices are still very hot, which makes the boy eat "huff" sound "What is this?"

Noting that something black appeared in his cuffs and wrists, Ye Bei frowned, then pulled up his handsome hand, rolled up his sleeves, and immediately exposed an arm full of scars.

Then, Ye Bei took his other hand over, then rolled up his sleeves, which were also covered with scars.

Some of them are only scars, while others have just scabbed.

"Is it them?"

Frowning, then Ye Bei asked angrily.

However, Yang Yi didn't care at all. Perhaps because he felt a little hot in the sun, he put down his sleeves again.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Bei shook his head.

He looks only eleven or twelve years old at most.

If I were in China, I would probably be attending elementary school carefree at this time.

Even in remote mountainous areas, there are sponsored schools that can study hard and change your destiny in the future.

But what about appearance?

At a young age, he was forced to work as a pickpocketer outside.

Being caught is a beating. If you can’t steal money, you may be beaten.

Even if you steal money, it may not have anything to do with them.

Thinking of this, Ye Bei couldn't help but feel the happiness of being born in China again.

"Friend, who are you?"

Just when Ye Bei wanted to continue asking where those people were, a bad Chinese suddenly came from the other side.

"Who are you?"

Turning his head, he immediately saw the person walking over. Ye Bei could be sure that he would definitely not know this person.

And after he came to Myanmar, the only thing he had contact was his appearance.

In other words, the person in front of me was for the sake of appearance! Thinking of this, Ye Bei suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Could he be the one who controls his appearance behind the scenes?

Ye Bei's body was slightly closer to Chaoyi, in case the person suddenly snatched Chaoyi away.

"I am Yangyi's brother!"

"A good brother?"

Hearing this, Ye Bei was stunned.

Then he looked down at Yang Yi, and immediately looked at him with a fearful look, and he immediately understood in his heart.

"So, is there anything you have?"
Chapter completed!