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It was already afternoon and the sun was about to set. The three vehicles were driving all the way to northern Myanmar.

Jiang Minghao, whose hands were tied, looked at the two Burmese guys on the left and right talking the local language. He couldn't understand a word and could only look outside, trying to see where they were taking him.

"poppy…"

Gradually, Jiang Minghao saw that at the foot of a hillside, poppies were planted all over the mountain, almost as far as the eye could see.

Golden Triangle?"

Jiang Minghao was shocked. When he saw these poppies, he suddenly thought of the Golden Triangle.

Although I have never been there, people all over the world know what the Golden Triangle is, a place known as drug production and trafficking, and an area where no one cares.

It can be said that this is a paradise for criminals!

By the time the sun set, the three cars had driven into a very remote town. Armed men with guns could be seen everywhere, as well as some locals, most of whom had their hands and feet amputated and were disabled, and were forced to harvest the poppies.

This kind of scene only appears in movies.

But now, it appeared in front of him alive. Jiang Minghao frowned, making him even more unclear as to who was going to deal with him.

At the same time, I also want to find out who is behind it!

At this time, on the other side, Qian Ruilin and his group seemed to be one step ahead of Jiang Minghao and the others.

Ye Ziyao passed by the poppy field, which had already frightened her. She could no longer calm down in her heart. She seemed to have thought about what she would face next.

Until the sun goes down, a sunset appears in the sky, reflecting the poppies all over the mountain, making the scenery look like blood...

Soon, the convoy entered a small rural area, which seemed to be a small base for militants. Militants with guns could be seen patrolling, and there were faint gunshots.

It wasn't until the car stopped at the door of a three-story building that Qian Ruilin turned to look at the pale-faced Ye Ziyao and said with a smile: "We're here, get off the car." ωωw..net

"Where is this?"

Looking at the strange-looking armed men around her, Ye Ziyao was no longer calm, and her heart was wrinkled and scared.

"The Chiang Rai area, a small village in Chiang Saen County, is a paradise for drug criminals." Qian Ruilin smiled evilly and waved to let Ye Ziyao walk in.

At this time, a young man walked out of a thatched house with long hair, a mustache on his chin, wearing a black vest, shorts, and a pistol on his waist.

When he saw Ye Ziyao being brought in, he raised his eyebrows slightly, went up and pulled a young man, and said in the local language: "Shengfan, did you capture that woman?"

"They were caught in Yingguang City."

The young man who was acting with Qian Ruilin said to the man named Ding Wu.

"oh."

Ding Wu looked at Ye Ziyao who was brought into the building on the third floor and asked: "Who is she? Why did the boss want to arrest her?"

The young man glared at him and snorted: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

"Hehe, weren't I thinking about whether I could play with some girl tonight?" Ding Wu said with an evil smile.

"Don't even think about it. That woman can't be played with. She's for customers." The drug dealer named Sheng Fan said.

"Guest, are you here for business again?" Ding Wu asked in shock.

"Well, he's from China." Shengfan gave up and walked in without wanting to say more.

"Coming from China..."

Ding Wu frowned and muttered, but before he could think of who it was, the team that captured Jiang Minghao came back.

Ding Wu quickly stepped away and saw the tall drug dealer named Dashan pulling Jiang Minghao out of the car from behind.

Immediately, Ding Wu's eyes were caught again, he looked Jiang Minghao up and down, and said secretly: "Chinese?"

Jiang Minghao felt something, turned to look at him, and was escorted by Dashan into the building on the third floor.

Ding Wu immediately grabbed a drug dealer and asked, "Who is he? A jeweler?"

"have no idea."

The drug dealer stopped, and now Ding Wu was confused. Could it be another kidnapped Chinese jeweler?

He knew that many jewelers had come to Myanmar for the recent Mogale jade auction, and drug gangs like them had also done a lot of kidnapping of jewelers.

"No, if it's a kidnapping, who are those people?"

What Ding Wu was referring to was naturally Qian Ruilin and the others, who believed that this was definitely not a simple matter of kidnapping the jeweler for blackmail.

At this time, Ye Ziyao was taken to a simple living room on the second floor by Qian Ruilin. He saw a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa with dark skin, a gold chain around his neck, and a gold watch and gold ring on both wrists.

In China, he is definitely considered a nouveau riche.

But here in the Golden Triangle, this is not just as simple as the nouveau riche.

Ye Ziyao looked at him and didn't know what he was smoking, and there were two women wearing scantily clad clothes beside him. At this time, they were also looking at Ye Ziyao, with pity in their eyes, as if they had seen her future.

"Mr. Aung San."

Qian Ruilin smiled and greeted Aung San, the leader of drug dealers here, respectfully: "Sorry to bother you."

Aung San took a sip of ice, then raised his head and looked Ye Ziyao up and down, put his arms around the two women, and said to Qian Ruilin in Chinese: "Is this the woman?"

"That's right."

Qian Ruilin nodded and immediately asked a young man next to him: "Your boss hasn't arrived yet?"

"Not yet, he will probably arrive in the evening." The young man said.

"In the evening? Didn't you say we'll be here soon?" Qian Ruilin glared, and the young man shrugged. How did he know about the boss's affairs?

At this time, Dashan escorted Jiang Minghao in. Ye Ziyao turned around and looked surprised: "Jiang Minghao..."

Seeing Ye Ziyao, Jiang Minghao was also surprised. He quickly looked at her and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I, I'm fine."

Ye Ziyao shook her head. She never expected that Jiang Minghao would also be arrested.

"Haha, you should thank me for catching you all together." Qian Ruilin looked at Jiang Minghao and Ye Ziyao and sneered.

Immediately, he walked up to Jiang Minghao, raised his hand and slapped him hard, and said harshly: "Cut off one of my son's hands, and I will personally chop off your limbs and feed them to the dogs."

The right side of his face was numb. Jiang Minghao turned back and looked at Qian Ruilin with squinted eyes, and said with a smile: "You shouldn't spend so much money to catch us here for this matter, right?"

"of course not."

Qian Ruilin looked at him and Ye Ziyao and sneered: "It's Murong Jianyu, he arranged everything."

"Murong Jianyu..."

Ye Ziyao was stunned, Jiang Minghao nodded and smiled: "Sure enough, it's him again."

Qian Ruilin turned around and said to Aung San: "Mr. Aung San, Mr. Murong will only arrive at night. Lock them up first and deal with them later."

Aung Shan, who was sitting with two women in his arms, kept staring at Ye Ziyao with his cruel eyes, and said with a wicked smile: "Let this woman stay and have two drinks with me now."

Ye Ziyao was shocked and immediately became nervous. Next to her, Jiang Minghao raised his eyebrows and stared at this middle-aged man with a cruel look. He was definitely a dangerous person.

However, Jiang Minghao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Aung San's face, his bare upper body, and red spots on his dark skin below his navel, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly as he smiled.

Qian Ruilin was stunned, looked at Aung San and said: "Mr. Aung San, this woman cannot be touched, she belongs to Murong Jianyu..."

Aung San slammed the table angrily, glared at Qian Ruilin with a stern look, and said: "Who is he? If it weren't for the Mo family, I wouldn't even care about him."

"But…"

Qian Ruilin also wanted to say that Dashan next to him took out a pistol and put it to his head, which made several guarantees next to him nervous.

But looking at the drug dealers with guns around them, this is Aung San's territory, and there are more than 60 militants alone. They resist unless they want to die.

For a moment, Qian Ruilin turned pale with fright. This was his first time dealing with such people. He knew that these drug dealers were vicious and killing people was as simple as eating and drinking...


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