After a while, Yang Baifeng and Meng Yan sat at a table in the restaurant and ate leisurely.
The two of them cut the steak slowly, enjoying the taste of the steak. From time to time, they would pick up a few pieces of steak, put them in their mouths, and taste them carefully.
"I've long heard that the steaks at this restaurant are delicious, but I didn't expect that it would be like this the first time I came here." Meng Yan said with emotion.
Yang Baifeng smiled: "There will be opportunities in the future."
Meng Yan also smiled when he heard this: "This time I really caused trouble for Mr. Yang. If it weren't for you, I would have died at the hands of the Northern Burmese King because of my pride, and it was a tragic death!"
"Thanks to you, Mr. Yang, for saving my life this time. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing if I died in Myanmar? It is my honor to meet Mr. Yang." Meng Yan said with a smile.
"Haha~~~Meng Xiaoyou is serious, this small favor is nothing." Yang Baifeng said.
While the two were talking, a waiter brought a plate of bread and two glasses of red wine.
"Two gentlemen, please use it slowly!" the waiter said with a slight bow.
"Okay, thank you!" Meng Yan nodded.
Yang Baifeng picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Meng Yan.
"Mr. Meng, let's take a rest tonight to recharge our batteries and set out again tomorrow," Yang Baifeng said with a smile.
"Okay!" Meng Yan nodded and said, "I don't know what the Burmese King will do this time. If he really wants to kill me, I'm afraid it will be a hard fight."
Yang Baifeng smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will take care of everything. You just need to do what you should do. I guarantee you will come back alive."
When Meng Yan heard this, he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
"Thank you, Mr. Yang!" Meng Yan nodded.
Myanmar is quite peaceful at night.
However, this comfort is only on the surface, and things are still changing in the dark.
The King of Myanmar sat on the beach, looking into the distance, and couldn't help but fall silent.
He has been waiting for three days. After three days, the people he sent still have not captured Meng Yan. Instead, his forces in Myanmar have been attacked by various forces. He knows that he is already at the end of his strength.
.
He knew that he had to get rid of Meng Yan as soon as possible.
Otherwise, he will be forced into desperation sooner or later!
"Boss!" A man in black walked up to the prince, knelt down on one knee and said respectfully.
The king of Myanmar stood up, reached out and patted the man on the shoulder, and sighed: "Thank you for your hard work over the years!"
The man shook his head, stood up, looked around, and asked in a low voice with red eyes: "Boss, has our power been seriously damaged?"
The king of Myanmar North nodded: "We suffered a big setback this time, but fortunately we have a batch of goods that are still complete."
"But boss, now that our power has been severely damaged, how can we still transport drugs?" the man asked.
The King of Northern Burma frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "I have already assigned this task to others, and it must be completed no matter what the cost. Therefore, except for the pursuit of Meng Yan, let us not stop and do not act rashly for the time being.
, waiting for the next plan!”
"Understood, boss!" the man nodded.
"By the way, go and investigate the boy named Xu Hao and see what his background is." The King of Northern Myanmar ordered.
"Xu Hao? I seem to have never heard of such a person!" the man in black said in surprise.
"Well, he is not simple. I want to know why Meng Yan showed up at Li Fengyu's private villa on the day he was rescued by Yang Baifeng." The King of Northern Myanmar nodded.
"yes!"
The man nodded and left the room.
The King of Northern Burma looked out the window, pondered for a long time, and then murmured: "Meng Yan, Meng Yan, we are already fighting to the death. Now it's either you who die or I live. Each one depends on his own ability...
"
Yang Baifeng and Meng Yan stayed in the hotel for one night. The next day, the two were ready to leave for the next city to continue to distract the King of Northern Myanmar.
"Mr. Yang, do we really want to continue? I always feel that the King of Myanmar is setting a trap for us this time. If we don't go back, will he directly attack the caravan?" Meng Yan was worried in the car.
asked.
"Haha~~ Little friend Meng, don't worry too much. Although the King of Burma is powerful, there are always things that he can't account for." Yang Baifeng said calmly.
"Just like the previous Ijiang Shichangkou and Burmese North Gongpan."
"Now that things have come to this, I can only hope and pray. I hope we can always have good luck." Meng Yan said.
Yang Baifeng drove the car and drove forward.
Suddenly, an off-road vehicle sped past and stopped directly in front of Yang Baifeng.
Yang Baifeng raised his eyebrows and parked the car.
The door of the off-road vehicle opened, and a burly man jumped out of the cab.
The big man had a sinewy face and muscles all over his body. He wore a golden armband on his wrist and a golden badge on his chest. He had a powerful and domineering aura.
"What do you want to do?" Yang Baifeng narrowed his eyes and asked indifferently.
"Old man, I advise you to be more honest." The burly man grinned and said sinisterly.
"Oh~~~" Yang Baifeng snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "You alone are worthy of making me obedient? You are really stupid!"
The big man roared angrily, rushed towards Yang Baifeng, and slammed his fist on Yang Baifeng's head.
Bang!
Yang Baifeng kicked the burly man away and then slapped the man on the chest with his palm.
"Bang!"
The burly man's body flew backwards, and after landing, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell unconscious.
Yang Baifeng withdrew his right foot and sneered: "You even dare to step on my foot, Yang Baifeng, and you don't pee and look in the mirror. Are you qualified?"
Yang Baifeng turned his head and glanced at the man in black, with a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth.
Yang Baifeng did not continue to talk to the man in black, turned around and walked towards the car.
He is not a kind person. Since this person refuses to restrain himself, don't blame him for being cruel!
Seeing this, the man in black quickly drew his gun and aimed at Yang Baifeng.
However, before he could pull the trigger, someone suddenly stepped on his hand.
Meng Yan frowned and said, "Why does this person still have a gun?"
"This must be the king of Burma!" Yang Baifeng said with certainty.
"Kacha!"
The man in black's hand was crushed by Yang Baifeng's foot, the gun fell to the ground, and his other arm was also disabled.
Yang Baifeng snorted coldly and ignored the man in black.
"Let's leave quickly!" Meng Yan urged.
"Yeah!" Yang Baifeng responded.
Yang Baifeng grabbed the pistol and threw it to Meng Yan.
"You hold it for self-defense!" Yang Baifeng said.
"Okay!" Meng Yan responded, took the pistol, loaded it, took aim, and pulled the trigger.
