Chapter 104 We will never let drugs enter China.

The tall, thin man standing next to William was Nal, who was in charge of Fu Yungui's affairs in Myanmar. He mainly managed his mercenary subordinates and his armory.

Nar and Night Hawk are the same kind of people. They usually don't talk much, but they never ask any questions or refuse anything that Fu Yungui asks.

However, he was more ruthless than Night Hawk and showed no mercy in his actions, which is why Fu Yungui put him in charge of those wild mercenaries.

"Brother Yun," Nar called out expressionlessly.

"Hmm," the man responded, then put his hands in his pockets and walked inside.

When it comes to serious matters, even William becomes much more serious and doesn't utter that classic opening line anymore.

He followed the man into the hotel.

From here, you can see the Bosphorus Strait, with waves crashing against the shore, churning and rolling across the land along with the sunset.

Below, traffic flows busily, with vehicles coming and going along the beachside road.

Fu Yungui entered the room and sat on the sofa, with William sitting opposite him.

The most important guests haven't arrived yet; they're going to talk about their own business first.

“Fu, there’s been some activity from Wenlai lately,” William said first.

“I’ve noticed that he’s been getting very close to Badi’s brother lately. The two met in Myanmar yesterday, but I don’t know what they talked about.”

“I suspect it’s somewhat related to Buddy’s death,” William guessed.

The man leaned back on the sofa without saying a word and put out his cigarette.

Shava was standing next to William looking at the information about Wenlai that William had brought over. He casually flipped through it and was somewhat surprised when he saw a photo on a certain page.

"William, where did you get this photo of your adopted son, Wenlai?" he asked, turning around.

William turned to look at her, thinking that Sawa didn't believe the authenticity of the information, and immediately asked, "What's wrong? My information is guaranteed, absolutely true. You can check it if you don't believe me."

Sawa immediately stopped smiling and handed the documents to the man on the sofa. "Brother Yun, take a look."

Fu Yungui looked up at what was in front of him, and what came into view was that face that he hated so much.

That's impressive. I hadn't thought of this person for a long time, but he remembered him twice in just a few hours.

It seems I let him off the hook last time, otherwise he wouldn't be haunting me now.

Anu, standing nearby, was also surprised to see this, "Isn't this Bian Xi?"

"How could Wenlai's adopted son be him?"

William had no idea who Bian Xi was, but he did know that the man's name was Angki.

“This is Wenlai’s adopted son, Angki. Recently, he’s been managing most of Wenlai’s heroin business. Since Buddy died, Wenlai has rarely made public appearances, probably to reduce his exposure,” William said.

"Although this person seems to have only been around Wenlai for a short time, Wenlai really trusts him, otherwise she wouldn't have entrusted the drug business to him."

"Bian Xi actually came to Myanmar to traffic drugs?" Sawa couldn't help but ask, then smiled, "It seems that the little sister's sweetheart is no ordinary person."

"It's not as simple as it seems on the surface."

As soon as Sawa finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp gaze directed at him from the other side.

"Sawa, shut your stinking mouth!"

"Will you die if you don't talk?"

"Get out!"

Sawa was taken aback, and immediately lowered his eyes, wondering which word in his sentence was wrong and which man he had offended.

So you always end up getting shot yourself? Can't you just vent your anger on someone else?

I clearly feel like I didn't say anything.

He was truly wronged.

Everyone says women in love are emotionally unstable, but this man seems to be the same way. Wait, he's not even in a relationship yet; it's more like unrequited love for him.

Anu sighed, "If only Shava had been born mute."

The man gave Sawa a cold look, and Sawa wished he could hide his head inside his clothes and quickly ran out the door.

Nar watched from the side, puzzled and confused. Shava didn't seem to have said anything wrong, did he?

He glanced at Anu, who gestured for him to keep quiet, or he would be the one kicked out later.

The man on the sofa lit another cigarette, took a puff, and then glanced at the documents in front of him.

Whether it's Bian Xi or Ang Ji, they'll never even be qualified to be my opponent.

Fu Yungui reached out and pressed the red-hot cigarette butt into the photo, obscuring the extremely unpleasant face from its original appearance.

Then the man crossed his extremely long and handsome legs, stepping on the already blurry photograph, and flicked the embers rising from it.

He glanced at the person next to him.

“Nar, find a reliable person in the camp to keep an eye on him. If he dares to smuggle drugs into China, I will make sure he is torn to pieces.”

He never considered himself a good person, but he had a bottom line: he would never allow any drugs he knew about to enter China.

He would never allow anyone to pollute the land where his mother's soul and body lay.

"Understood, Brother Yun," Nar replied.

He then added, "Brother Yun, you need to be careful. Wenlai is just as petty as Badi. He's prone to retaliatory attacks, especially since he likes to use underhanded tricks and target those around him."

Nar had spent a long time in Myanmar and had a lot of dealings with Wen Lai, so he was quite familiar with Wen Lai's personality.

"Hmm." Fu Yungui hummed in response; he was actually afraid that the other man wouldn't come looking for him.

"Would he send someone to his home in Thailand?" Anu asked vaguely.

Who else could it be in a Thai family home?

Fu Yungui understood what he meant, but seeing that the person on the sofa didn't speak, Anu also stopped talking.

They came here today to explore new markets, but they had finished their business and the person hadn't arrived yet. There was still about an hour's flight to go. The man was a little bored, so he got up and went out of the room to enjoy the sea breeze.

The west-facing balcony overlooks the golden beach, a unique feature of Istanbul, exuding a strong sense of romance.

Sawa was also standing on the balcony as punishment. He secretly stared at the man for a while, wondering what he was looking at, so he shamelessly went over.

"Brother Yun, what are you looking at?"

Sawa grinned, completely forgetting about being scolded earlier.

Then, following the man's gaze, on that empty beach, apart from a couple taking wedding photos, there was nothing else worth seeing but a dense crowd of people.

The man didn't reply, lit a cigarette and smoked it, still looking into the distance.

The waves, relentlessly swirling in the wind, lapped against the woman's wedding dress, and the bride's face beamed with a radiant smile.

The man stared at it, and somehow, in a daze, the face seemed to transform into another face.

A face that doesn't know its own limitations, constantly annoying and angering him.