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Chapter 355 There is a Pit God in the Deep Pit

Sanji stared at him, isn't this nonsense?

But whether you want to think about it or not is one thing, and whether you dare to dare or not is another thing.

In China, because of a small matter, multiple countries jointly cleared the Golden Triangle and then began economic sanctions on old street markets.

The power outage and diplomatic relations are cut off, and Chinese gamblers are not allowed to go to the old street market.

Moreover, this is definitely not an exception. Even the Kachin Independence Army, because it once used the investment of Chinese merchants to threaten the Chinese government, was included in the sanctions.

For Kachin State and old street markets that border Yun Province, it is absolutely terrifying to be unable to purchase supplies from China.

Especially this kind of sanction is long-term, and you can live a worse life than beggar without a single knife or a single shot.

It would be fine if it was just like this. At most, you would eat a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or a little or no.

However, when the cunning tiger caught Heiba, it broke the Kachin Independence Army and the old street market Wu Longtai’s army, an important military supply line.

When fighting, the most consumed bullets are the ones. If these things are not replenished, it is equivalent to losing before the battle is fought.

The only way for the Kachin Independence Army to compete with the government forces is to hide in the mountains and forests, and the government forces will automatically withdraw when the rainy season comes.

However, the rainy season lasted for several months was enough to cause the Kachin Independence Army to lose heavy non-combat troops.

But he wouldn't tell Ye Qing about this kind of thing.

Sangji pointed to the stone: "Use this stone to exchange for as many equipment as the cunning tiger!"

Ye Qing shook his head flatly: "You are rebels. Doing business with you is equivalent to fighting against cunning tigers. You must not do such things."

Sanji smiled and added: "There is also a gold mine on the territory of the Kachin Independence Army that can be rented for you to mine!"

Ye Qing chuckled and shook his head: "The credibility of the rebels is like a archway for bitches. Whoever believes is a fool. However, if you bring gold luck to you, I can buy it."

Sanji raised his eyebrows: "You can't just want benefits, don't want to give!"

"If you do business with you, you will take great risks!" Ye Qing laughed and said, "Since you have asked me, you should know that Baihu and I have been gambling with stones together. But in her territory, I am alone

I have already made a taboo when I come to see you.

If the weapons you use on the battlefield are exactly the same as those of the cunning tiger's troops, it is equivalent to losing the pot. So, there is nothing to talk about about this matter!"

Sangji didn't expect that this kid would not be moved in the face of this temptation. Neither the cunning tiger nor the Kachin Independence Army planned to buy any aircraft, missiles, tanks and other weapons.

One reason is that you can’t afford it, and the other reason is that you can’t afford it.

All they need is guns, bullets and some small steel cannons that can be used in the mountains.

Even if you use these weapons, you won’t need tens of millions of dollars.

Even if he used the Ye family's power in China, he would not have spent a lot of money at all.

However, this piece of red sand skin is worth 100 million yuan.

He looked at Ye Qing, and suddenly felt aroused in his heart and said with a smile: "My eldest son, the commander of the Kachin Independence Army, has two twin daughters, who are just sixteen years old this year.

If you praise your Chinese vocabulary, it should be a slump. If you promise to do business with us, I will give them to you."

"Uh!" Ye Qing didn't expect that this old Buxiu would throw out such a sugar-coated cannonball. Two sixteen-year-old twins were so fucked that even the stone man was moved.

Should I peel off the sugar coating and shoot the shells back, or refuse cruelly?

Ye Qing pondered for three seconds and said that business must be done, but the old thief Sangji always talked to him about business with an attitude of giving alms. Therefore, he must know that the young master is not easy to mess with.

However, twin sisters must not be asked for, this is the old thief who stays by his side openly.

Once you stay, you will know what color of underwear you wear and go to the toilet several times in one night.

I am not afraid of thieves stealing, but I am afraid of thieves thinking about it...

Ye Qing looked at him with a smile: "I appreciate the kindness of the old man. It's getting late today, so we'll be fine. If you have the chance, see you next time!"

Sanji said angrily: "What do you want!"

"To be honest, lobbying the senior Chinese leaders to restart border trade with the Kachin Independent Army is a very difficult thing." Ye Qing said seriously: "Especially the weapons transaction is equivalent to turning against the military government in northern Myanmar.

On one hand, there is a military government that has a lot of trade with China, and on the other hand, there is a treacherous Kachin Independence Army. What is more important, idiots can calculate."

Sanji asked tentatively: "What do you mean, you need to increase the money!"

“That’s right!”

Sang Ji was so amused that he looked at him for a while before saying, "You are more shameless than Xiao Wenzi!"

"There is a master and a disciple!" Ye Qing squatted beside him with a smile: "Where is a weapon, I can think of a way, but I can't sell it to you."

"You can't give them good ones, you can eliminate them!"

"Of course not!" Ye Qing first gave him a reassurance: "For example, the ak-47 you used is produced by Lao Su. However, Lao Su has not been there for so many years.

But why does the AK-47 continue to be sold out in the international arms market?”

Sanji stared at him.

"In fact, several countries are producing ak-47, and ak-47 was once a standard weapon of the Chinese army." Ye Qing said meaningfully.

Sangji finally understood and looked at him dumbfoundedly: "So, a large part of the ak-47s in the international arms market are made in China."

Ye Qing nodded for sure, and then said: "ak-47, whether it is continuous shooting or single point, the muzzle has a problem of jumping upwards. In fact, this problem has been solved as early as the 1980s.

But the ak-47 that was created jumped up from the muzzle more and more severely. Do you know why this is?"

The old thief Sangji wrinkled his old face into a chrysanthemum.

On the battlefield, what consumes the most is of course bullets.

However, the way to consume more bullets is to let the bullets fly around and fail to hit the enemy.

What should I do if I can’t kill one round, and of course I will do another round.

All the money is thrown out, what should I do if I don’t have bullets? Of course, I will spend money to buy it.

Anyway, the rebels all over the world have almost no ability to make bullets on their own.

For weapons manufacturers, the purpose of selling guns is to make the rebels waste bullets as much as possible, and this is a constant stream of money.

Sanji looked at him. Before he knew the truth, he thought that AK-47 should be like this, and wasting bullets was fine. But after hearing Ye Qing's words, his three views were completely destroyed and he said sternly: "Brave businessmen, they will go to hell."

of."

Ye Qing laughed and said, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The arms dealer is doing good deeds."
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