Three days later, in Tachileik, an important city in northern Myanmar.
The hot and stuffy underground casino.
Metallic music blasted through the hall, and the sexy strippers, wearing very little clothing, twisted their bodies to the music, their eyes alluring, their lips sultry.
The male audience gathered around the edge of the stage, their eyes red with enthusiasm, whistling, waving US dollars in their hands, and shouting wildly towards the stage. The man who was hooked by the dancer's neck took two steps onto the stage, stuffed the US dollars in his hand into the girl's surging ravine, and hugged her and licked her frantically...
Not far away, in the octagonal cage, a young man, still barely grown, had fought countless battles. His brow was swollen, and one of his eyes was bloodied and bruised, but his fists never stopped, still swinging mechanically, just for the money to survive...
This is the hell of angels and the paradise of Satan...
There are golden Buddhas everywhere, but evil spirits are rampant.
There are no laws, no faith, and the strong is king.
In the VIP box, on one side of the rectangular card table, sat a middle-aged man, flanked by two scantily clad women. His stubby fingers pressed the three cards handed over by the beautiful dealer, and he was in no hurry to turn them over. His triangular rat eyes couldn't help but scrutinize the young man opposite him.
Balu had a cigarette in his mouth, with the ash half burned and about to fall off. The white smoke blurred his handsome features, and his face had no expression, as indifferent as ever.
The woman next to him was wearing a wine-red miniskirt that outlined her enchanting figure, and her breasts were so swollen that they were almost exploding. She kept rubbing against the boy, looking at him with an infatuated and confused look, as if she wanted to stick to him.
"Xuanxuan, guess whether this Commander Deang can turn things around? If you guess right, I'll pay Sister Hong and you won't have to take any customers this month!"
Baru was in a good mood and started teasing the prostitute who was with him.
"Really? Brother Long?" The girl named Xuanxuan's eyes widened.
She had been asked by this man named Brother Long several times, and he was very generous every time.
Moreover, he only took her out to gamble and drink with others, and never took her out to spend the night.
She didn't expect to be so lucky today. This man always keeps his word. There is still half a month left until the end of the month. Half a month is enough time for her to eliminate the inflammation in her body and have a good rest. This is the customer that the sisters in the red light district dream of meeting.
"Guess!" Baru raised his eyebrows and signaled the girl to place a bet.
Although Deang on the opposite side had a smile on his face, cold sweat had already seeped out of his back.
In just one hour, he had lost all his profits for half a year.
The Deang Army has no territory and roams among the major armed forces in northern Myanmar, relying on being a "bounty hunter" to survive. They have to work hard and do the most dangerous and tiring work, but they don't necessarily have the life to spend the money they earn.
"I guess Brother Long will win!" As soon as the girl's voice came out, the man's back stiffened, gritted his teeth, and turned the cards over.
The moment he showed his cards, Deang's cloudy eyes lit up a little, his dark face was as if a dead tree had come back to life, and his voice could not hide his excitement, "Hahaha, three kings, A Long, Leopard, I am Leopard, that batch of arms belongs to me."
Baru's handsome face remained calm and no one noticed that his rough fingers flexed slightly.
"Don't be impatient, Commander Deang, I haven't revealed my cards yet!" The young man raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be contemptuous, sarcastic, and confident.
"Xuanxuan!" He opened his thin lips, looking at the man opposite with evil eyes. His voice was very soft, but it carried an inexplicable chill. "You open it!"
The prostitute named Xuanxuan picked up the cards from the table with her long red nails, held her breath, closed her eyes and threw them away.
The surroundings were quiet for a few seconds, even the noise outside the box seemed to freeze...
"Impossible... This is impossible... Aaron... You... You are cheating..."
The man's hoarse voice was particularly harsh.
In this round, he bet the entire year's military budget of the De'ang Army, which was the life-saving money of his brothers. He had been running underground casinos for so many years, how could he lose to a new arms dealer?
Yes, he was new here and didn’t understand the rules of Daqili at all, right?
The biggest rule here is that there are no rules, the gun has the final say.
Thinking of this, a murderous intent flashed across the man's face. He pulled out a pistol from his waist and made a final decision.
"Damn it! You're so brave to cheat on my territory!"
Baru took out the cigarette from his mouth and put it out on the card table. A trace of disdain spread across his handsome and indifferent face.
"General Deang, people still have to cherish their lives!"
In a word, the beginning is light and the end is heavy.
None of the men in the Golden Triangle who hold guns and lead armies are easy to deal with. De'ang has been able to be active in northern Myanmar for so many years and still live a good life. He is definitely not someone who can be scared by a single word.
A gleam of light flashed in the triangular eyes, and the hand pressing on the trigger was about to exert force.
Suddenly, a shadow flashed before his eyes. The boy sitting opposite him had already stepped onto the card table. With a flying kick, he kicked the P229 pistol in his hand to the ground. At the same time, the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against his temple. The movement was so fast, like a ghost. He didn't even have time to take a breath. His life was already in the hands of the boy.
If Deang hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that humans could have such abnormal speed and explosive power.
"General, people still have to listen to advice, what do you think?" The young man's cold voice sounded in his ears, like the tongue of the god of death, licking the most sensitive nerves and stirring up the hairs all over his body.
"You...what do you want to do? Those outside are my men. Do you think you can escape when the gunshots are heard?" The man's whole body was stiff, and only his lips moved.
"This is my business." The young man stretched out his other hand and slapped the man's dark blue face lightly.
"You just have to choose: money or life!"
Deang's breathing became heavy, and his back teeth clenched tightly.
"Do you dare to play another game?"
The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, but you have to take out the money from the previous round first. I don't want to play cards with deadbeats!" Baru put away his gun and sat back on the sofa with a big horse and a golden knife, still without any emotion in his eyes.
Xuanxuan tactfully picked up the cigarette on the table and handed it to the young man's mouth. Seeing him put his thin lips on it, she lit it diligently.
Baru grabbed a handful of round chips and stuffed them into her chest, "Tip!"
Xuanxuan put her hands together and put them to the tip of her nose, and excited Thai words came out.
"Thank you, Brother Long!"
As she said this, she raised her leg and was about to sit on his lap. This was the rule in the red light district. If a customer gave her a tip, she had to give some extra "service" to show that she was sensible and hoped that the customer would tip her again next time.
The strong smell of vulgar perfume rushed into his senses. The boy frowned and pushed away the woman who came closer. "No, just sit still!"
I don't know why, but I suddenly remembered the cool and slightly sweet taste from a few days ago.
I don't know if it's perfume, I've never smelled it before.
He stretched out his hand, rubbed his chin with the palm of his hand, and felt itchy in his heart.
"Okay! But this time, I'm going to bet your life!" Deang's rough voice sounded from the opposite side.
The young man raised his eyes and said, "My life is very precious. I can't afford to gamble with your money!"
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