The small town is like a world of its own, full of mixed people, all kinds of people gather here.

This is a no-man's land. It nominally belongs to the Myanmar government, but the latter does not interfere in anything here.

Let it die on its own.

In fact, it is impossible to control it even if you want to.

The cost is too high, and some high-ranking government officials already have intricate interests here, so naturally they won't interfere.

As long as their dividends are deposited into their accounts on time, they don’t care whether you live or die, or who kills whom or who steals whose territory.

Those are small things to them.

There is a dry cleaning shop in the town. The owner's surname is Feng, and his name is Feng Sanpao.

No one knows what Feng Sanpao's original name was, but this is his name now.

Wenhua now walked into the dry cleaners with an excited look on his face.

"Is Feng Sanpao here?"

He asked the shop assistant.

The guy frowned and said, "Excuse me, do you want to do some laundry?"

Wenhua said: "Yes, it's just that the clothes are a little dirty. I wonder if they can be washed?"

The guy's eyes lit up and he asked, "How dirty is it?"

Wenhua said: "My whole body was soaked in blood, which required a lot of money."

The guy laughed and said, "This is a big business. It's very expensive."

Wenhua said: "As long as it can be cleaned, money is not a problem."

The waiter smiled even more happily and said, "Okay, Mr. Feng San is in the back, go in and talk to him."

Wenhua went into the inner room.

Feng Sanpao is chubby and looks blessed, but many people know that he is very cruel by nature.

In small towns, many people have guns.

If you want to buy a gun, you have to find Feng Sanpao.

He once said that as long as you can afford the price, even if you want missiles, we can deliver them to you, and the delivery will be timely and of high quality.

Of course, this kind of talk will only spread among some people.

"Wenhua?"

Feng Sanpao was a little surprised: "You dare to walk in here at this time? Do you know that the Golden Dragon Gang is offering 50,000 US dollars for your head?"

"Fifty thousand dollars, how could you possibly be interested in that? Besides, I brought you a big deal today. If we cooperate, you'll make ten or even a hundred times that. You're not stupid, and you certainly won't give up a bigger opportunity for the sake of a little profit."

Wenhua said calmly.

Feng Sanpao laughed heartily and said, "Your people have dispersed. These days, the hardest thing to gather is people's hearts. Besides, the Golden Dragon Gang is so powerful. Do you still want to make a comeback? That would require one person to defeat more than ten."

"That's not your problem. What you need to consider is how to deliver the goods I want to the town within two days."

After saying that, Wenhua took out a list and handed it to Feng Sanpao.

Feng Sanpao curled his lips with a look of sarcasm, but the more he took the list and looked at it, the more shocked he became, and his eyes almost popped out.

He raised his head suddenly, a little excited: "This can at least arm a team of 200 people, and they are armed to the teeth. These goods are all good stuff."

"Can you answer it?" Wenhua said.

Feng Sanpao sat down again and asked, "Do you really want it?"

"Of course, otherwise, do you think I'm here to tease you?"

Feng Sanpao said, "Of course there's no problem with the goods, but do you have enough manpower?"

Seeing that Wenhua was a little unhappy, he continued with a smile: "Okay, I shouldn't ask this, but do you know how much these weapons are worth in total?"

"You name a price."

Feng Sanpao thought for a moment and said, "If you really want it, pay first and we'll deliver it later. I'll give you a discount. The total price is only five million US dollars."

Wenhua took a breath and said, "So expensive?"

"What you want is the best, and since you're ordering in large quantities, I've already given you a discount. So, you think it's too expensive?" Feng Sanpao said, a little unhappy. "If you think it's too expensive, there's nothing I can do. I'm not the only one selling arms in this town. You can try somewhere else, but I guarantee that no one else can deliver the goods to you in two days or so."

Wenhua calmed himself down and said, "Okay, five million, no problem. We'll contact each other in two days."

After saying that, Wenhua took out a blank check with a stamp and signature on it. He just filled in the numbers and handed it to the other party.

Feng Sanpao was completely confused.

Really buy?

This is five million dollars, and it’s in US dollars. Boss Hu is going to fight the Golden Dragon Gang to the death, but can two hundred people really rescue the people and take back the lost mines?

He disagrees.

But, he is a businessman.

If you don't make money, you're a bastard.

Looking at the check in front of him, he was a little skeptical.

"Is this true? You can't play tricks on me, otherwise, you know, if you offend my boss, the consequences will be serious." Feng Sanpao warned.

Wenhua laughed.

"You can go to the bank to exchange the money first, and then ship the goods after the money is in your account. But I also want to remind you that if you can't handle this business, you don't have to accept it. If you accept it, you must deliver the goods within two days. My boss is not a good person. If you can't deliver the goods on time, you will be in big trouble. I guarantee that you will never leave this town alive."

There was murderous intent in Wenhua's eyes.

"Are you threatening me? Intimidating me?"

Feng Sanpao sneered.

"I believe you are honest. Can't you do it?"

"Of course you can. I, Feng Sanpao, have said that as long as you can afford it, I can provide you with nuclear weapons."

Feng Sanpao said this with some pride.

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