His wife stayed in Yangon while she was pregnant, and Chanpong was sent to northern Myanmar to serve as the first barrier between the north and the south. Between life and death, Wu Jie's plan to be a bait was not perfect. Balu felt like his days in Las Vegas were like years, holding video military meetings late at night every day, and almost still living in Myanmar time.
When Boha ran into the living room, the man who was so busy that he had to work day and night was lying on the sofa and sleeping with his wife's pajamas covering his head.
"Brother, brother, wake up, there is news..." The excited subordinates didn't care about the boss's life or death at all, and wanted to pull him off the sofa.
"Damn it, can't you let me sleep for a while? I'm made of fucking iron." The man, who was still very sleepy, was furious. He tore off his pajamas from his face, sat up, and glared at Boha angrily.
"No, brother, it's like I slept with someone. I've been gambling for three days straight. Damn, I lost over eight million. I almost vomited from gambling."
Boha sat down heavily on the sofa. "I don't care, brother. I won everything today. You have to give me 10% of the money as hard work fee."
"How much did you win?" Baru asked in a hoarse voice, still angry.
"I haven't calculated the exact amount, but Jessica said it's probably over 10 million."
"Oh, what's one tenth of that ten million?"
Boha scratched his head, "One... one hundred thousand?"
"Okay, deal. I'll put the money into your salary card tomorrow." The man, holding back his smile, agreed after lighting a cigarette.
"Really? Brother, you can't lie to me. You're so stingy. If you deduct my wife's money, I'll cry to death in front of Sister Xi."
"Don't worry, I won't pick on you." Baru pursed his lips, "But you have this habit of complaining to my wife every time you have a little trouble. Change it, or I'll pull out your tongue."
"Brother, if I had any other tricks to control you, I wouldn't go to Sister Xi. Everyone knows that you are a ruthless person. Only Sister Xi can settle your lawsuit."
"What? I finally got a wife, and now I have to serve you? Damn, are you shameless? You are so annoying." Baru glared at him and suddenly remembered,
"You just said there was some news?"
Boha scratched his head. "Oh, yeah, that police officer figured out we were setting him up and tried to run, but I caught him and beat him up. The American guy is so damn daring that he confessed after just a few beatings."
The man opposite raised an eyebrow, "What did he say?"
"William was likely poisoned initially, then stabbed in the throat and thrown from a building. The method was extremely brutal. Furthermore, according to their analysis, it was likely done by two people. Normally, after poisoning, a knife wouldn't be used, but William's death was an accident. Furthermore, the knife wound he sustained was made with a very rare, specially made knife. It's a bit like a triangular thorn, but different. There are eight blood grooves running lengthwise across the blade. A single cut would have left the wound open, making it impossible to sew it up."
"Hellish Demon Blade?" Baru frowned. "How did this thing appear in Country M?"
Boha is a weapons fan. When he heard this, his eyes lit up a little. "What is this? Brother? I haven't heard of it."
"This is a very rare weapon that first appeared in Thailand. In the era of cold weapons, it was almost a deadly weapon. Later, the King of Thailand prayed to the heavens and ordered the ban on the use of this weapon.
However, an evil monk secretly kept it in the temple in order to curse the royal family. He used it as a magic weapon to summon evil spirits from hell. Therefore, it was called the Hell Ghost Sword.
There used to be a big drug lord named Nuo Ka in the Golden Triangle. One of his four bodyguards used this weapon and was almost invincible in close combat.
I also saw this thing used by a young man in an underground casino in northern Myanmar many years ago. He was full of evil spirits and was ruthless. I wanted to take him in, but he said he didn't like being bound and didn't want to be a soldier, so I didn't force him.
"Brother, is that guy powerful?" Boha continued to be curious and couldn't suppress it.
"I've only seen two people who could fight in the octagonal cage of an underground casino day and night and still be alive after fighting for half a year. One is Biaozi, and the other is him.
But Biaozi is different. Biaozi's eyes are clear, and deep down he longs to see the light. That person is different. His eyes are dim, and it's hard to tell whether he's good or evil. It all depends on which path he chooses."
Boha shook his head. "It would have been great if he had followed you. He's unlucky. What future does he have fighting underworld boxing?"
"Are you stupid?" Baru slapped him on the head. "Who the hell would want to risk their life if they had a choice?"
"Okay, tell me more, do you have any other clues?"
"That person said that the police's preliminary investigation showed that the Apollo Building where William fell was not the primary crime scene. William was most likely deliberately taken there and thrown. The primary crime scene might be the Liberty Building not far away."
"Liberty Building again?" Baru rubbed his chin, then took out his phone to look through the information his wife had sent him.
"The boss behind the Liberty Building is a Chinese, his name is Su Juntai." He muttered.
Su Juntai? Why does this name sound so familiar?
Balu scratched the back of his head, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
"Brother, should I go to Las Vegas?" Boha saw that the boss was in a daze and continued to ask.
"Let's deal with that person and not go to the casino for now." Baru was still thinking about the name.
"profound."
"That's right...it's him." Suddenly, the man who had lowered his head in thought raised his eyes and muttered to himself, with a cold glint in his eyes, "This Su Juntai is the man behind William. He said that time that he wanted to swallow Su Juntai's market and split it equally with me."
The information my wife sent me said that Su Juntai was the boss behind the Freedom Building and that he owned a huge group company.
But after checking the accounts, we found something wrong and it was obvious that money laundering was going on.
Apart from pornography, where else can a legitimate business have such huge profit margins? It's like he has a money printing machine installed in his house.
"Boha, come on, let's go. I'm going to take you to the Liberty Building to eat. Call the black monster along."
Baru became interested, jumped up from the sofa and walked towards the bathroom.
"Brother, I'm not called Black Monster." Boha was speechless.
"Well, then go call Heizi out. Damn it, he's even more attached to his wife than I am. He feels like he's dying if he doesn't see his wife all day long." Baru complained.
The corners of Boha's mouth twitched. Did the fishmonger and the shrimp seller dislike each other's fishy taste?
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The waiter of the luxurious western restaurant in the Liberty Building saw this table of guests again. He was obviously much calmer than last time. He instructed his colleagues to take the guests to a seat away from here first and then come to take the order.
Boha and Pamp got together to discuss and ordered the dishes with the most "0"s at the end on the menu. They also ordered a bottle of foreign wine, which also had several "0"s at the end.
Baru was watching his wife's sleeping face on his phone video. The more he watched, the cuter it became. He ignored them and waited until the waiter left before speaking.
"Eat it all up, and then you can work more efficiently."
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