After saying that, Meng Yan also put away his fighting stance.
Upon seeing this, the cold beauty gave the bodyguards surrounding Meng Yan a look, and several of them quickly carried or carried the unconscious colleagues around Meng Yan into the van.
"waste."
The cold woman kicked away the strong man in black who was lying next to her, said coldly, then slowly walked forward, stretched out her hand to Meng Yan and said with a smile.
"Let me introduce, I am the leader of the mercenaries here in Myanmar who collect debts for the Li Jade Guild. You can call me Nightingale."
Meng Yan was slightly surprised. When he said mercenary, the image that came to Meng Yan's mind was of a tall and thick man. The woman in front of him, with a cold complexion and a slim body, showed a fox-like charm in every frown and smile. If she hadn't spoken it herself.
, it is impossible for Meng Yan to connect her with the mercenaries.
At this time, Nightingale saw Zhou Yaoyao next to Meng Yan and couldn't help but smile.
"Miss Zhou, we must have met several times in the Shen Jade Guild. Isn't it a surprise to see you here?"
Zhou Yaoyao nodded and said nothing, but Meng Yan could feel the vigilant aura emanating from Zhou Yaoyao.
It seems that the woman named Nightingale introduced herself correctly. She is really a local mercenary leader in Myanmar.
Since they are mercenaries, there must be some guys.
Thinking of this, Meng Yan couldn't help but feel worried.
"My name is Meng Yan. I am an ordinary tourist from Xia Kingdom to Myanmar. I wonder what Miss Nightingale wants from me?" Meng Yan asked.
Hearing Meng Yan's self-introduction, Nightingale burst into laughter, and her two curved eyebrows made her look even more charming.
"Mr. Meng was joking. With the kung fu you showed just now, you were able to defeat these practitioners. Although I didn't see the process, Mr. Meng definitely did not come to Myanmar to play as you said.
Ordinary tourists.”
"I work out a lot in Xia Kingdom, and the skills of a three-legged cat are not worth mentioning." Meng Yan said with a smile.
"Miss Nightingale, let's get down to business. I asked a taxi driver to bring me here at such a late night. There must be something very important, right?"
Having just heard from Zhou Yaoyao that Nightingale was the mercenary leader collecting debts for the Li Jade Guild, Meng Yan already had a rough idea of her purpose.
Wasn't that piece of purple eggplant jade bought by Li Tianming, the vice president of the Li Jade Guild? He probably came here just for this matter.
Xiao Qianqian from the Shen Jade Shop is thinking about poaching Meng Yan, and the Li Jade Guild will naturally think of this as well.
It's just that a mercenary leader was dispatched for this matter. It seems that this requires force?
It seems that what Zhou Yaoyao said just now makes sense, these guys may really detain her.
Upon hearing Meng Yan's question, Nightingale took out a photo from her bag and handed it to Meng Yan.
"Mr. Meng, do you know this person?"
Meng Yan took the photo and looked at it for a few times, feeling a flash of doubt in his heart.
Isn't this the Zhao Yuan who had an inexplicable disagreement with him on the plane?
However, Zhao Yuan in the photo does not seem to have the affluent air of a real estate developer.
At this time, he was in a dark small room, locked in an iron cage that seemed to be a dog's cage. His face was bruised and bruised, and the tattered shirt on his body was covered with blood stains. It was obvious that he had been raped by someone.
Caught with a whip.
Seeing Zhao Yuan's appearance, Meng Yan shook his head helplessly.
As early as his behavior in the Stone Gambling Shop, Meng Yan knew that this guy couldn't keep his temper down and would easily get carried away when provoked. He was even treated as a fat sheep by the man named Fatty Qian and was slaughtered repeatedly without even knowing it.
Being unable to control one's emotions is the biggest taboo when betting on Jade. Meng Yan knew that Zhao Yuan would get into trouble sooner or later if he continued to gamble like this, but he didn't expect that it would happen so quickly.
At night at the Stone Gambling Shop, I saw him angrily uttering a harsh word before disappearing into the crowd. By late at night, he had been locked up and thrown into a cage.
"I don't know him." Meng Yan said decisively and handed the photo back.
The smile on Nightingale's face became even bigger.
"Mr. Meng, I didn't expect you to be such a heartless person."
"When this guy was being waterboarded by us, he kept shouting that you could save his life."
Meng Yan remained silent. Seeing this, Nightingale turned her gaze to the side and asked Zhou Yaoyao.
"Ms. Zhou, do you know who this person is?"
As if she was being targeted by a vicious guy, when she heard Nightingale's calm question, Zhou Yaoyao trembled all over and hurriedly waved her hand and said.
"I don't know him, I don't know him at all!"
"Really?" Nightingale's tone became colder. Zhou Yaoyao was so frightened that her mouth trembled and she was speechless.
Seeing this, Meng Yan sighed helplessly and spoke.
"I met this man on the plane from Xia to Myanmar, but I have no friendship with him. I was scolded by him on the plane because of some inexplicable misunderstanding. Apart from the fact that his name is Zhao Yuan, I don't know anything else.
"
Hearing this, Nightingale sighed helplessly.
"Then if that's the case, Mr. Meng won't be planning to help him?"
Meng Yan nodded without thinking. There was no reason for him to help him, right?
Besides, didn’t this guy say that he was a real estate developer in Kyoto? He was the real big boss in Kyoto, and he was a fake.
A person who can easily spend tens of millions from his home to come here to gamble with stones shouldn't need his own help.
"Then there is nothing we can do." Nightingale's tone was full of regret.
"Since Mr. Meng won't help him, we have to follow the rules in Myanmar and dig out his eyes, break his hands and feet and throw them into the Ai River to feed the fish."
"Wait a minute, what did you just say?" Meng Yan felt that she might have heard wrong, and asked subconsciously.
This doesn't feel like something that could come out of the mouth of a cool beauty wearing a cheongsam.
"Oh? Mr. Meng, do you want me to repeat it again?"
When Nightingale heard Meng Yan's question, she felt that something was interesting.
Meng Yan thought for a moment and was about to refuse, but before he could speak, Nightingale continued speaking on her own.
"I just said that if Mr. Meng decides not to help him, then we will have to dig out his eyes, break his hands and feet, and throw him into the river to feed the fish. This is something we here cannot afford to pay back by borrowing money from usury by betting on stones.
Please don’t be offended by the process, Mr. Meng.”
General process...
Meng Yan glanced at Zhou Yaoyao beside him, only to find that her lips turned white with fright, apparently remembering some unbearable past events.
