Ji Bu looked at Lin Kun with burning eyes, intuitively telling him that this matter was not as simple as he thought.
Lin Kun's eyes met Ji Bu's: "You want to know why?!"
"Yes! I want to know why."
"..."
Lin Kun pursed his lips, looking at Ji Bu's expression full of curiosity, he smiled and pushed him:
"Fuck on the street, you want to know why, I also want to know why."
With a helpless expression, he spread his hands, shrugged and said, "You can see how beneficial the white powder is."
"After the Eight-faced Buddha fell, he ate a lot of the Eight-faced Buddha's territory. He tasted the sweetness from it and it's normal to have thoughts."
"This huge profit is just like smoking Hong Kong paper. Once you taste it, you can never get rid of it. It's the same principle."
Lin Kun spoke very quickly and gave his own explanation: "Look, he had an idea but I never came to see him."
"I finally came this time. He will naturally seize this opportunity and work hard to the end."
"Okay."
Ji Bu shrugged and didn't ask any more questions. He bit his cigarette butt and bared his teeth and said with a smile, "But, Brother Kun's micro-expression just now was a bit too many tricks."
"You spread your hands, shrug your shoulders, and curl your lips again. From a psychological point of view, this is body language indicating that you have multiple thoughts in your heart."
"Fight on the street!"
Lin Kun's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed and cursed: "You brat, you know a lot, but you dare to make fun of Brother Kun."
They were chatting in the room, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed, but it was different outside.
There was a violent conflict between the armed guards of the General's Mansion and people coming from outside. It would be an exaggeration to say it was a small war.
At this juncture.
Obviously, the first thing Chachai had to deal with was the large army from outside. As for Ji Bu and the other three, they were spared appropriately.
Anyway, they are in the general's mansion. It won't be too late to catch the three of them after we deal with this group of people. They can't escape.
only.
Chachai greatly underestimated the strength and determination of this group of people.
From the very beginning, they rushed to swallow up the idea of chachai. They spent all their wealth and retreated steadily under the dominance of weapons of mass destruction.
He had originally guessed that there was also an armed helicopter in the general's mansion, but this sudden commotion really surprised him.
It has been many years and no one has dared to question him.
The incident happened so suddenly that everyone was in a hurry. In the end, before the General's helicopter even took off, it was riddled with holes from Gatling cannons in the sky, and eventually turned into a fireball in a burst of explosions.
At the beginning.
Chachai was still on the front line, commanding the armed forces calmly, but under several rounds of artillery fire, as more and more gaps were exposed, the scattered troops could no longer gather together.
and.
He suddenly discovered that these people were very clear about the defense of the General's Mansion, and he had no prophetic advantage at all.
"Let's go!"
The confidant looked at the many subordinates who were retreating, and then he pulled Chachai towards the parking garage and persuaded him quickly:
"General, we can't stop you anymore. Let's go first. Let's go. We'll leave the green hills behind so we don't have to worry about running out of firewood!!"
"Walk?!"
Chachai's eyes widened, he gasped and stared at his confidant, just about to speak.
around.
The soldiers who were exhausted both physically and mentally and in a state of embarrassment looked at him one by one, their eyes full of hope.
from their eyes.
Chachai saw a strong desire to survive. Facing the powerful weapons of destruction, these people had lost all hope.
Chachai looked at the people around him and didn't speak for a long time. Finally, he had no choice but to wave his hand:
"Walk!"
In the garage.
An off-road vehicle drove out, and his confidant helped Chachai get into the vehicle. The other soldiers followed and got into the vehicle behind, taking the lead to clear the way.
that's all.
The armed forces of the General's Mansion also went from taking the initiative to attack at the beginning, to defending, then to retreating, and now they are forced to break through.
Fortunately, the chaps were sincere enough to show no fear of the armed forces that came in front. After paying a huge price, they rushed out of the general's mansion.
"Oh shit!"
Chachai stared at the rearview mirror with gloomy eyes and gritted his teeth: "Lin Kun, how dare you fucking betray me! I will remember this grudge!"
subconsciously.
He believed that today's group of people was invited by Lin Kun with the purpose of eating him. There are no more than two armed forces with this ability in northern Myanmar.
There were originally eight or nine cars in total among the many bastards who followed Chachai to break out, but in the end, only one car followed him out.
"Grass!"
The more Chachai thought about it, the angrier he became. He punched the front fender with his fist and gritted his teeth: "If I don't take revenge, Chachai will find a wall and hit me to death!"
The off-road vehicle was driving quickly on the road.
Wu straight up.
"What's going on?!"
The middle-aged man frowned and looked at the two off-road vehicles that broke out of the encirclement. He held the intercom and shouted in a deep voice:
"Why did you let people run away?! What are you doing to eat?!"
They flew in a straight line, and the Gatling Cannon swept from the entrance of the General's Mansion to the end of the General's Mansion.
When they turned around again, they found Chachai who had fled far away, and it would be difficult to catch up.
"Give me some time."
From the intercom came the sound of heavy breathing and the roar of the off-road vehicle's engine, which was a bit noisy: "Chachai's car is bulletproof, give me a little more time!"
The middle-aged man frowned and said nothing.
The pilot glanced at the old man's expression, consciously increased Wu Zhi's speed, and chased after him.
Relatively speaking.
The advantages of flying in the sky are still much greater than those of running on the ground.
in sight.
The two cars in Chachai were running in front, and several cars were chasing after them. They were holding on tight, and it would take some time to catch up.
In the intercom.
Mian Za's voice suddenly sounded: "Let me come!"
Obviously.
He has already dealt with the assault team that came up in the general's mansion.
Follow closely.
The rocket launcher flew out of the mountain forest, leaving a trajectory in the air, and directly hit the rapidly escaping off-road vehicle at the front.
Right in front of the car.
"boom!"
The off-road vehicle took off out of control with an explosion, exploded again in the air, and instantly turned into a fireball.
rear.
The off-road vehicle that was following behind failed to brake in time and hit the vehicle in front before it exploded. The affected vehicle lost control instantly and snaked along the road before crashing directly into a nearby mountain.
The raised ground caused the off-road vehicle to rush out in an instant. It rolled in the air and then rolled over, falling onto its back.
Wu straight up.
"very good!"
The middle-aged man witnessed the whole process. Looking at the off-road vehicle with four wheels in the air, he smiled slightly: "Well done, my child."
Not long after.
Wu Zhi landed in the general's mansion.
at this time.
The war situation has basically come to an end, and the entire General's Mansion has been completely controlled.
This ending is not surprising.
The opponent has dispatched nearly three times more manpower than the General's Mansion, and under the suppression of weapons of mass destruction, there is no need to play if they can't defeat it.
"dad!"
The young woman jumped out of the helicopter, reached out to brush the ponytail on the back of her head, reached out to pick up the middle-aged man, and picked him up from the plane:
"How's it going? My shooting skills are pretty good, right?!"
"Hehehe"
The middle-aged man nodded with a smile and praised full of approval: "You have the same demeanor as when I was young."
joke.
The Gatling Cannon is basically just crushing firepower.
During the conversation.
The middle-aged man looked at the red brick house diagonally ahead, then stepped up and stopped at the door.
"Ahem!"
The middle-aged man cleared his throat, raised his spirits and said towards the room: "Brother Kun, the chachai has been solved, you can come out."
"Um?!"
Lin Kun was squatting in the corner of the room. Hearing the slightly familiar voice outside, he was suddenly startled.
Before he could react.
Ji Bu had already stood up and stretched out his hand to him: "Let's go, Brother Kun."
The three people came out of the room.
Directly ahead.
The Eight-faced Buddha with long hair spread on both sides stood there, looking at Lin Kun and others with a smile.
around.
Minna took off her bulletproof vest, smoothed off her hairband, and her ponytail instantly spread out, regaining her elegant girl look.
"Eight-faced Buddha?!"
The moment Lin Kun saw the Eight-faced Buddha, his eyes suddenly narrowed, his eyelids twitched violently, and he subconsciously looked at Ji Bu beside him:
"Abu!"
at this time.
His face was full of surprise and surprise.
Surprisingly, the Eight-faced Buddha did not die, because he was the one who watched Ji Bu take care of the Eight-faced Buddha that night.
same.
What surprised him was that the Eight-faced Buddha was willing to save him?
so.
He subconsciously looked at Ji Bu.
"."
Ji Bu shrugged innocently, then waved his hand towards Minna: "Hi, beauty, long time no see."
"snort."
Minna snorted coldly, turned her head away haughtily, and gritted her teeth: "I don't want to see you at all. I wish I could shoot you to death."
"..."
When Ji Bu heard this, he felt a certain part of his body tighten slightly. He pinched his hips and shrank, and quickly waved his hand:
"Just a joke, just a joke."
while they were talking.
behind.
Armed men escorted Chachai up.
"Lord Buddha!"
The armed men pushed Chachai, whose head was covered with blood, and his henchmen to the ground, and knelt in a row:
"I brought the people."
On the ground.
Chachai's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he looked seriously injured. After seeing the Eight-faced Buddha, he was full of surprise, and then full of unwillingness:
"Impossible, you're not dead!"
"certainly!"
The Eight-faced Buddha chuckled and looked at him condescendingly: "Just because you have eaten so much of my territory does not mean that I am dead."
"You can eat as long as you want. Now, I can just bring back double the amount. Isn't that good?"
"call"
Chachai breathed heavily, gritted his teeth and stared at the Eight-faced Buddha: "You dare to do this, aren't you afraid?"
"Aren't you afraid of General Kunsha?!"
The Eight-faced Buddha answered first and looked at him with a smile: "Tell me, is there a possibility that General Kunsha acquiesced to my action this time?"
"Or maybe General Kunsha gave me support?!"
Speaking of which.
He showed a wise expression, full of great wisdom: "After dying in Hong Kong Island, I suddenly understood a truth. You can't be too greedy. If you are too greedy, you will die. You have to learn how to give profits appropriately."
"What do you think?!"
The Eight-faced Buddha looked at the kneeling Chachai again: "For example, if you were not greedy and didn't want to kill Lin Kun, what happened today wouldn't have happened."
Finished.
He waved his hand directly and stopped looking.
The armed men immediately turned several people around, pulled the bolt of the AK rifle in their hands, and aimed it at the heads of the Chachai people.
"Da da da"
After a round of bullets fell, several people fell to the ground and became completely silent. Hot blood flowed out from under them.
Done all this.
"Brother Kun."
The Eight-faced Buddha then took two steps forward and came to Lin Kun: "Long time no see. It seems that you are still very surprised when you see me again."
"snort."
Lin Kun snorted coldly, but didn't say much. He just turned to look at Ji Bu:
"Abu, you did a good job of hiding things from me."
To a certain extent, Lin Kun should be in a very angry state now.
"Okay, Brother Kun."
The Eight-faced Buddha quickly walked up to smooth things over, took out the cigarettes in his pocket and lit Lin Kun's fire. He also lit one himself and blew out the smoke:
"You can't blame him. If you want to blame me, you can only blame me for the eight-faced Buddha's life. My life should not have been cut off."
He took a puff of his cigarette, showed a reminiscing expression, and talked eloquently, describing what happened that night.
That day.
The Eight-faced Buddha told Ji Bu who was behind the scenes, and then took out his jade pendant in exchange for Ji Bu:
Ji Bu lets him go, because the Eight-faced Buddha owes him a favor. If Ji Bu needs it in the future, he can use the jade pendant of the Eight-faced Buddha to control the Eight-faced Buddha once.
and.
The Eight-faced Buddha promised never to enter the Hong Kong market again.
I have to say.
The Eight-faced Buddha was quite considerate. He had guessed at first that the relationship between Ji Bu and Lin Kun might not be that pure, so he made a promise to let Ji Bu dominate for once.
The Eight-faced Buddha does not have to die.
Ji Bu did not agree at that time, but he changed his approach.
"Do you still remember that before Ji Bu shot me, he raised his hand to light a cigarette?"
The Eight-faced Buddha looked at Lin Kun with a smile and continued: "He was holding a Zhibao kerosene lighter that day. After lighting the fire, he patted me on the shoulder."
"During this process, the kerosene lighter was stuffed into the left pocket of my clothes. When he fired, he fired at this position."
He raised his hand and tapped his left chest, and then said: "Most of the impact of these two shots was blocked by the iron sheet of the lighter."
"Although the bullet entered, it did not hit my heart, so I did not die. I survived and left Hong Kong Island."
During the conversation.
His hand reached out to Ji Bu.
Ji Bu thought for a while and took out a jade pendant from his pocket. It was the original jade pendant of the Eight-faced Buddha.
The Eight-faced Buddha took the jade pendant, rubbed it with his fingers, raised the jade pendant and looked at the sun, then brought it to him and kissed it, then untied the rope and put it around his neck again.
Lin Kun watched this scene expressionlessly.
"Okay, Brother Kun."
The Eight-faced Buddha walked up to Lin Kun with a smile, put his arms around him, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said with a smile:
"Don't be angry. You just didn't kill me. There's nothing to worry about. People are fighting for grudges in the world. All they want is a profit. I don't have to die, right?!"
"You have to think about it from another angle. Fortunately, Ji Bu had a long-term vision and didn't deal with me. Otherwise, who would save you today?!"
This is beyond doubt.
If Ji Bu hadn't contacted the Eight-faced Buddha in advance, basically all three of them would have to explain themselves here today.
As for Lin Kun, he will only become a prisoner, placed under house arrest and become a poison master's tool.
After playing his role, he still cannot escape death.
"..."
Lin Kun's lips moved slightly, but he didn't speak.
He could not refute what the Eight-faced Buddha said.
because.
He couldn't make a judgment on the matter of giving Ji Bu a way out for the Eight-faced Buddha.
At least.
Judging from today's situation, Ji Bu's decision to let go of the Eight-faced Buddha is correct. Without the Eight-faced Buddha, everyone will die.
"Let's go."
The Eight-faced Buddha glanced at the bleeding wound on Lin Kun's arm: "Brother Kun, your injury is a bit serious. Go to my place to treat the wound first."
"hehe."
Lin Kun smiled: "When I go to your place, can I still come out?!"
"What do you think?!"
The Eight-faced Buddha smiled hoarsely and shook his head: "Although I, the Eight-faced Buddha, am ruthless in doing things, I keep my word. I will definitely do what I promised Ji Bu."
"Besides, you have died once now, so why not relax a little. This is not like your previous character."
Under the instructions of the Eight-faced Buddha.
soon.
His subordinates drove a car over, gave them the car keys and let them drive.
In order to reassure them, he specially brought a few AKs and put them in the car to show his sincerity.
After arranging the work on site, the Eight-faced Buddha immediately led them towards their location.
After arriving at the location.
The Eight-faced Buddha arranged a place for them to rest and went about their business. During the whole afternoon, there were basically not many people around the Eight-faced Buddha.
after all.
Chachai still has a very high status in northern Myanmar. If he is eliminated and his territory is taken over, there are still many follow-up matters to be dealt with.
Directly towards nightfall.
The Eight-faced Buddha held a dinner party, saying that it was for the three of them to receive the wind and cleanse themselves from the dust.
The food was normal food and the wine was normal wine, not poisonous. Lin Kun got used to it, relaxed, and no longer cared about it.
After three rounds of drinking.
"Brother Kun."
The Eight-faced Buddha put down his wine glass, took the lit cigar from the maid, and took a sip:
"You have also seen what happened today. From now on, northern Myanmar will no longer be able to guess. All his territory has been taken back by me."
"In the future, we can cooperate. Facts have proved that I, the Eight-faced Buddha, still have to take root in northern Myanmar. The outside world is not suitable for me."
"What?!"
Lin Kun dug his ears and frowned at the Eight-faced Buddha: "Did I hear you right? You want to cooperate with me?!"
"certainly!"
"No."
Lin Kun shook his head, with a smile on his face: "I don't dare, I'm afraid you will eat up my territory."
"Hahaha"
The Eight-faced Buddha raised his head and laughed. After a while, he stopped laughing and shook his head and said: "Forget it, I, the Eight-faced Buddha, have been reborn after death, so I have underestimated a lot of things."
"After Chachai took over his business, from now on, the market situation of white powder will all depend on the face of my Eight-faced Buddha."
"If I say the harvest is not good, then the price will go up. Who dares to say no?!"
He narrowed his eyes: "With this profit, why should I compete with you for the white powder market? You can do the rest of the work yourself."
It's obvious.
The Eight-faced Buddha gained huge benefits from this incident.
To put it more bluntly.
This action was originally planned in advance, but he just happened to receive Ji Bu's signal and conveniently saved Ji Bu's life.
It can be said to be the best of both worlds.
There was a pause.
"Say no more."
The Eight-faced Buddha seemed to be smiling but not smiling, looking at Ji Bu beside him, but he said to Lin Kun:
"Guess why I attacked you Lin Kun this time? Can't you really guess the reason?!"
"..."
Lin Kun was silent for a while.
"Everyone has been in this circle for so long, and everyone knows what the market is like."
The Eight-faced Buddha held his cigar and shook it, grabbed the cup with his right hand and took a sip of wine: "Since this industry emerged, the planting business has been good. Are you going to compete with the people below for the white powder market?"
"The first time, right?!"
He looked at Lin Kun: "If you say anything, you will be laughed out of your mouth!"
"Okay."
Lin Kun waved his hand to interrupt the Eight-faced Buddha's words, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp: "Guess this guy jumped on the street, no wonder he fell down."
"Um."
The Eight-faced Buddha nodded and said no more: "Then you think about it, and we will contact you when the time comes."
"You need my raw materials, and I need your raw materials. When this batch is planted, I can consider giving you an extra portion. This is my sincerity."
"Let's talk about it later."
Lin Kun raised his hand and fanned in front of his face: "You guys eat, the smell of cigarette smoke is too choking, I'll go out and get some fresh air."
"OK."
The Eight-faced Buddha did not stop him: "You can go to my place as you like." Then he picked up the wine bottle and served it to Ji Bu and Mark Liman:
"Come on, come on, let's drink. Brother Kun is so boring. He's in the white powder business by himself. I don't care if he doesn't smoke. I don't drink much. It's boring."
"Okay."
Ji Bu didn't refuse. He tapped his finger on the table and said, "That's almost it. I'm afraid that if I drink too much, I won't be able to see the sun tomorrow without knowing it."
"Rush me?!"
The Eight-faced Buddha laughed hoarsely, but he was not angry at all: "There is a grudge between you and me, and we are all just running for our own interests. I am defeated in your hands because my skills are inferior to others, and I, the Eight-faced Buddha, have nothing to say."
"When you come out to hang out, all you seek is profit. As long as the profit is big enough, there is nothing you can't let go of?!"
He picked up the cup and raised it: "Xiao Ma, come and go, don't just smoke and not drink."
"I'm also going to ask you to do something for me. Are you interested? I'm very interested in your former counterfeit banknote customers. There are quite a few of them in this business."
"hehe."
Mark Li smiled, raised his cup, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Fight on the street!"
Ji Bu laughed and scolded: "Poaching people is not that excessive, right? Poaching in front of me is too much!"
"Hahaha"
The Eight-faced Buddha laughed loudly again.
This way.
Lin Kun left the wine table, turned around and went to the yard outside, found a pavilion and sat down.
Having quit smoking for a long time, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket again, lit it, took a deep puff, and puffed away.
He shrouded himself in smoke and looked ahead with a frown, his expression uncertain and a little lost.
It wasn't until the cigarette in his hand felt a burning sting that he came to his senses, threw away the cigarette that was almost burning to the end, raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously, and exhaled heavily.
He took a deep breath, then picked up the satellite phone and made a call.
Not long after.
The call is connected.
"Why?! Why do you do this?!"
Lin Kun held the phone in his hand. Although he lowered his voice, his voice was full of questioning and sharpness.
There was a voice on the other end of the phone, with a calm tone.
"What!?"
The corners of his eyes shrank violently: "Xian Jia Tuan, are you fucking crazy?! Why are you doing this?!"
His voice was sharp and he shouted quickly: "Stop, stop, I told you to stop!"
"Dudududu"
The phone has been hung up, leaving only a busy tone.
"Grass!"
Lin Kun threw the phone away and looked forward with a livid face. Due to his anger, his whole body was breathing rapidly, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
