It was already quite late when Songchai and the staff officer emerged from Wu Meng's study. Baru was still inside.
Wu Meng finished his cigarette and said in a deep voice, "The falling out between your father-in-law and Angsu is probably because of the Songmil Hydropower Station."
Baru looked puzzled. "What connection could my father-in-law have with the hydropower station?"
"At that time, a servant happened to go in to deliver something and heard them arguing about the hydropower station. But he didn't dare to stay any longer and left in a hurry. No one knows the specific reason." Wu Meng told him the clues found by his subordinates.
"Okay, I get it." Baru took a long drag on his cigarette, then raised his eyes and slowly exhaled, "Are you really going to Naypyidaw to get yourself killed?"
"If I don't go, they'll find another excuse. They've even resorted to framing me, so what else can't they do? Instead of just sitting there and waiting for them to make their move, it's better to take the initiative. Sooner or later, we're going to end up in a fight anyway."
"This time is different." Baru dusted off his cigarette ash. "It feels like someone has woven a big net, waiting for us to jump in."
"I've been here so many times, what's the point of this one? There will be no less in the future. Sitting in this position, you're already a sitting duck. Life or death depends entirely on your ability. Boy, protect this house for me, do you hear me?"
Wu Meng crushed the cigarette butt and patted him on the shoulder. "Go back, be gentle with your life, and then go to the battlefield. When you get there, hit me hard. The harder you hit, the safer my life will be. Do you understand?"
"I understand." Baru rarely made a fool of himself and said, "Then I'll go back."
As soon as the door opened, Ouyang Zhen outside was about to cry, pursed her lips and said nothing.
Baru raised his eyebrows, made way, looked at Wu Meng with sympathy, and walked down the stairs.
"Zhenzhen." Wu Meng knew that she had been listening for two minutes, and she would have guessed it even if she had guessed it.
But seeing her little face that seemed to be about to cry but not cry, so soft and weak, I couldn't help but feel distressed. I took two steps forward and took her into my arms.
"Don't listen to that kid A-Lu. If he doesn't tell me the seriousness of the situation, who will fight for him if he stays with his wife? You can't let me get to this position and then personally carry a gun to the battlefield, right?"
Ouyang Zhen hugged his strong waist, buried her head in his chest and sobbed softly, "You lied to me, you only know how to lie to me."
"No, baby, I wouldn't dare lie to anyone but you. I'm counting on you to give birth to a daughter. It's not that easy to die. Don't worry, I promised to protect you for the rest of your life."
"Don't you dare say that word?" Ouyang Zhen said delicately, "Don't go. You can't go anywhere. Just stay home. Otherwise, I will take the children back to China and never care about you again."
"Alright, alright, I won't say anything more. Let's go back to China. Are you going to leave me here alone with my unrequited love?" The man pinched her cheek and picked her up.
"You just want to bring it back to my parents' house to scare me."
"The child is still downstairs, what are you doing?" Ouyang Zhen still had tears on her face, staring at him with moist eyes.
"A-Lu is playing with them downstairs. Besides, they know my rules: they are not allowed to go upstairs at night. I want to have a daughter."
"Asshole, you're so annoying..."
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Ba Lu was pestered by Wu Jie and Wu Xiao for nearly an hour before he forced the servant to take the two boys to bed and rushed back to the villa without stopping.
Nanxi had finished her shower and was lying on the bed. When she saw the man coming in, she hummed and acted like a spoiled child.
"Ba Xiaolu~"
She thought he would go back directly to northern Myanmar, but unexpectedly he came back.
The man listened to her delicate voice, and all the bones in his body softened, "Nan Xiaoxi, don't seduce me."
Nanxi hung on him like a koala and let the man take her to sit on the sofa.
"Baby. Just wait for me. I'll be back after the battle."
Nanxi was in a complicated mood. "I thought you would fly directly to northern Myanmar."
"My heart is still here. I have to come back and see you before I can fight for my life."
The little woman's nose was sour, and she held his handsome face, "You are fine, you know? I am still waiting for you here."
Even though she knew that saying this at this time would do him no good, she had to say it. Only by letting him know that she was waiting for him here would he leave her a way out.
"I know, baby, don't worry, how could I bear to die before I even marry you?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Nanxi covered his mouth with her small hand, staring at him with her beautiful eyes, "Don't say anything unlucky."
"Well," Baru took her hand and kissed it again and again, "Be good and take good care of yourself, okay? When I'm not around, you have to cover yourself with a blanket, eat on time, and take someone with you when you go out. Don't be alone..."
He was like an old mother who was about to see her son off to a distant place, chattering on and on, explaining details that she would never normally pay attention to.
Nanxi was a little confused. In the past, Aunt Ying had arranged all the trivial matters in her life at home. After being with him, the man's clumsy but attentive care had already permeated her life. Suddenly they had to separate and she didn't know when he would return, which made her panic.
"Ba Xiaolu, don't say that, I'm scared..."
"You're promising." The man laughed and kissed her forehead. "Don't worry, your man is very capable."
Nanxi buried her face in his collarbone, and the two hugged each other tightly, breathing in each other's breath.
Hot, entangled, and endless...
In the middle of the night, a military helicopter flew directly from Yangon Air Force Base to northern Myanmar.
Three days later, the news that government forces had recaptured the important town of Myawaddy spread throughout major media outlets in Southeast Asia.
The whole of Myanmar is praising the wise leadership of Aung Suu's government, but no one knows how many people have shed blood and sacrificed their lives in the mountains of northern Myanmar.
The red-light district in Daqili is still brightly lit and bustling with traffic in the middle of the night.
Black heavy military off-road vehicles roam the streets. Even the most arrogant local tyrants have to tuck their tails between their legs and retreat ten meters away when they see this car.
The car stopped in front of a magnificent building. Balu got out of the car. He was dressed in black, with sharp short hair, a handsome and resolute face, and an air of arrogance and incomparable pride. He had an imposing aura.
Biaozi followed behind him, his burly figure looked like a giant.
The two walked to the VIP box on the third floor, where Zhan Peng was already waiting. Next to him sat two men in their thirties.
"Along, you're here? Sit down." Zhan Peng gave Balu a wink with a sly smile in his eyes.
"Commander Zhan Peng, you asked us to come here today. Is there anything important you want to tell us?" Baru cooperated completely, acting as if he was not familiar with him.
"What could be so important about me asking you out? It's just to have a few drinks, pick up some girls, and maybe introduce a couple of friends to me. Let's make some money!"
Baru raised an eyebrow, "Then I'll rely on the commander."
Zhan Peng smiled so hard that his eyes blossomed. "No problem, no problem. Come on, let me introduce you. These two are the new upstarts that have emerged in northern Myanmar recently. They are Major General Chayi and Major General Nuomin."
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