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Chapter 670: Game

"In fact, in ancient my country, only the daughters of real noble families could have this respected title, but unfortunately, in modern times, they were ruined by a group of shameless people."

Mo Han grinned and speechless. She was different from the white fox. The white fox learned the knowledge from Master Luo Zhu, and she was more Buddhist. However, she was a top student who graduated from Myitkyina University of Technology and was about China.

The history is clear.

"But it's not right for you to call me that!"

"Mainly, I really don't know what to call you, can I call you Ms. Mo Han!"

"Just just call me Mo Han!" Mo Han pondered for a moment: "Mr. Ye, I know you are the golden hand in the gambling stone circle and have produced many precious jadeites, but can you tell me this piece

The blood jade came out of the gambling stone at the entrance of that field."

Ye Qing felt a stern in his heart and asked, "Is this very important?"

Mo Han said solemnly: "It's not important to Mr. Ye, but it's very important to me."

Ye Qing glanced at the white fox, saw that she looked a little nervous, and smiled and held her slender waist: "It turns out that Mo Han didn't want to buy this blood jade, but wanted to ask about the origin of this blood jade."

Mo Han said affirmatively: "I want the blood jade, but I also want to know the origin!"

Ye Qing looked at her in embarrassment and pondered without saying a word.

"What, does Mr. Ye have any hidden secrets?" Mo Han immediately became alert when he saw him hesitating.

"Actually nothing!" Ye Qing gritted his teeth: "The stone that cuts out this blood jade is the red and yellow skin of Damakan."

Mo Han asked sternly: "You are sure it is the red sand skin of Damakan!"

"You can insult my personality, but not my profession!" Ye Qing sneered: "Besides, this piece of red and yellow skin, with the white salt sand and red sand skin that transited the day before yesterday, was the logistics of the Kachin Independence Army.

The deposit given to me by Minister Sangji.

But this stone is relatively small, so it stayed in the military camp of Menggu Town and was only untied yesterday."

Mo Han remained silent. The white salt sand and red sand skin were invoices issued by the White Fox himself, and then paid the tariffs. Although the white fox’s price was very bad, the two fine gambling stones were only 10 million yuan, which was completely

It's fooling around.

Now she finally understood why Ye Qing stammered and did business with Lao Sangji, which must have violated the taboo of the government army, especially since he was in the military camp of the government army, so even the white fox's expression was unnatural.

But it also proves that Ye Qing did not tell any lies.

Mo Han's tone became softer: "You are sure that there is only this piece of red and yellow skin in Lao Sangji's hand."

Ye Qing laughed in his heart when he heard this. The best gambling stones lost by General Mobo at the time were not one but six. But it also verified the determination of the Burmese people to take revenge.

However, selling the Kachin Fox to Mo Han was not psychologically burdened at all.

The distance between the Lao Pagan field area and the Damakan field entrance is only thirty kilometers, which refers to the home field entrance, while the side field entrance is close to each other.

Mobo was thinking about the Lao Pagan field area, and Lao Sangji was also aiming at Damakan.

Various conflicts continued, and the sound of gunfire was endless. Both sides wanted to drive the other side away from the exclusive entrance.

Therefore, it is very reasonable that the stones in Damakan were from Lao Sangji.

Moreover, Mo Han could not go to Lao Sangji to argue whether Ye Qing's words were true or false.

"I'm not sure, after all, he's just paid me a deposit."

"What did you sell him?" Mo Han said alertly.

Ye Qing answered honestly: "Gun, the Bayi 1st leader that China eliminated!"

Mo Han put down the blood jade, walked over with his long legs, his pretty face as cold as cold as frost, and touched the holster on his waist with a small hand: "You are doing business with Lao Sangji, and you don't want to live anymore."

Before she finished speaking, Wang Xue had two more 92 styles on her hand, and the dark muzzle pointed at her chest.

The white fox also stood up, and a cold light shone in his beautiful eyes: "Mo Han, you dare to use a gun in Bailou!"

"Sister Amin, you should know that having an affair with the Kachin Independence Army is a death row!" Mo Han said coldly: "What's more, he also sold it to the Kachin Independence Army for August 1st. You should know that this kind of gun is far more powerful than that!"

It is more than the government forces' AK-47. Once the Kachin Independence Army is equipped in large quantities, it will cause us great casualties."

The white fox was stunned and looked at Ye Qing with guilt.

"This is business, it has nothing to do with Amin!" Ye Qing said with a smile: "What's more, what I sell to Jinghu and Tanlang is the more advanced Nine Five Style."

Mo Han glanced at the white fox and said it was obvious that it was not up to you. However, his own army was fighting with the Kachin Independence Army: "You want to make money in war!"

"Even if I don't sell the guns to the Kachin Independence Army, will there be no one selling them?" Ye Qing said seriously: "Even the general Mao Liang, the garrison of Laxu, is doing business with the Kachin Independence Army.

And how many people in the military government do arms business with the Kachin Independence Army and the Kokang Army? Do you know?"

"Besides, if I don't sell them arms, will you get a truce?"

There is no possibility of a truce, unless the Kachin people are driven into the Wild Man Mountain and the Pagan mining area is captured.

Ye Qing smiled and said, "Another angle, if all the Kachin Independence Army were eliminated, will General Mobo be able to protect the Pagan field and can he continue to become General Kachin?"

Mo Han was stunned. The essence of war is plunder, but she never thought about whether to hold on after she got it.

"The Kachin Independence Army, which owns the aircraft and cannons, but has nothing to do with the old AK. Who believes this kind of thing?" Ye Qing smiled: "The war is fought every year, and it can even be said to be fought every three days,

It's a big fight every five days, but it ends with peace talks every year.

General Mobo's army has absolute advantages in the face of the Kachin Independence Army, but why has never been killed? Mo Han, have you never thought about why?"

"How can my dad do something about extermination of a nation."

"hehe!"

"What are you hehe!" Mo Han was furious, but his tone became weaker.

"What I mean is that you know what General Mobo is doing, but you dare not admit it if you don't know."

Mo Han glared at him fiercely and said to himself, this is not nonsense. Can such a thing be admitted? Do you still want to get stuck in the government army: "But if you break this balance, many people will die.



"I don't want to do this either, but Old Sangji proposed that if he wanted to buy the best raw stones in his hand, he had to sell him arms."

"No, China has always had the strictest control of arms." As soon as Mo Han said, he looked at Ye Qing in shock.

Although the Chinese arms control was strict, it was not because of the lack of weapons to Kokang. Kachin had exported them, but they were not sold, but aid.
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