On the Thai-Myanmar border, the numerous tributaries of the Mekong River cut through the towering mountains, and together with the canyons, abysses, cliffs and steep ridges between the numerous mountain ranges, they form a natural traffic dead end.
Located in a narrow valley formed by the impact of a river between two mountain ranges, under the dense and tall deciduous forest, several rows of Southeast Asian-style bamboo houses were built according to the terrain and local materials. Dense palm trees were planted in the middle. From a distance, no one could find the low buildings inside without looking carefully.
But it is in these few rows of small bamboo houses that various drug products with the highest purity in Southeast Asia have been produced day and night for many years. They are then floated downstream along the river through the hollowed-out trunks of large trees, where they are fished out and distributed and shipped to Southeast Asia and even all over the world.
Outside the bamboo buildings, there are snipers and patrolling mercenaries everywhere, and there are even circles of mines buried in the surrounding dense forests. Without a guide, even gods cannot fly in.
In a relatively large-looking building, a middle-aged man who had just recovered from a serious injury was lying on a bamboo bed. Opposite him, a white gauze curtain was whistling due to the blowing of a desktop fan. On the bamboo coffee table opposite him, there was a fresh fruit plate and several pistols of various models.
Squeak~
The door of the main building was pushed open from the outside, and a tall young man walked in.
"Dad, Cha Mu replied. He will come to the base tonight to discuss the Thai market with you. Everything has been arranged."
The man lying on the bamboo bed with his eyes closed, playing with a string of kabala, then slowly opened his eyes and looked at his adopted son opposite him.
"Apeng, do you think this Cha Mu has some other intentions? I always feel that Baru's nose has been too sensitive these times, like he has a tracking radar installed."
Xue Peng said nothing, sat down, and lit a cigarette.
"It's hard to say. Balu is a cunning and shrewd man. No one can get the slightest advantage from him. We still don't understand his methods."
"Humph." Su Junchi sneered, "I never dreamed that Nan Zhenguo, before his death, would find such a son-in-law to come and taunt me. Damn it, he's so cruel! When I find his grave, I'll scatter this old man's ashes."
"Dad, I don't know what the grudge between you and Nan Zhenguo is, but now that he's dead, the score is settled. Why are you always staring at Nan Xi? She knows that you are her husband's sworn enemy, the 'Half-Faced Buddha'. She will never have anything to do with you. She even automatically stood against you. What exactly do you want to achieve by doing this?"
Xue Peng looked up at the man opposite him who was hard for him to understand and asked curiously.
"Death is forgiven? How can such a thing be so easy? Her father's debt to me is forgiven, but what about her mother's betrayal? How can I erase the pain and emotional wounds of my life?"
Xie Peng's Adam's apple moved suddenly, and a strange look flashed across his eyes. "Dad, what do you mean?"
"A daughter should pay her mother's debts. It's only natural." Su Junchi's face, which seemed to be forgotten by time, was calm, and his thin lips squeezed out eight words coldly.
Xue Peng on the opposite side almost used up all his patience to suppress the anger that was burning in his chest to the brink of eruption. Unexpectedly, he actually had this idea in mind.
Su Junchi narrowed his eyes fiercely, then twisted the beads in his hand, "Apeng, I'm very happy that you listened to my advice and came back to continue working with me. Dad didn't raise you in vain. Among these children, you are the most like me, and the most stable and calm. Learn from Dad well. In two years, when Dad retires, these family businesses will still depend on you. Don't let Dad down."
"I understand, Dad. You take care of it first. I have something else to do outside, so I won't disturb your rest."
After Xue Peng finished speaking, he stood up, waited for the person opposite to wave, and then turned and left.
Xue Peng quickly walked along the stream and found a huge rock far away from the patrolling guards. He sat down and smoked a few cigarettes fiercely, but the anger in his heart was still difficult to calm down, and his black eyes were dark and dull.
He never imagined that Su Junchi, who kept talking about his old love, talked about that woman all his life, and even hung her portraits all over his bedroom, would actually set his sights on Nanxi.
He had left in anger and sworn never to come back, but ever since he met her again, his heart was no longer under his control. The strong, indescribable emotion enveloped and swallowed him tightly.
Why? Why could a Southeast Asian soldier like Baru have her, and how could I be any less than him?
Excessively beautiful women have always been the spoils of the strong. A woman like Nanxi can be obtained by anyone who has the ability.
Isn't Baru relying on the gun in his hand and the money in his pocket? If that's the case, does that mean I can snatch her away if I have more power than him?
This realization made the lost man seem to have found the direction, and on the night he was driven away by Baru in Las Vegas, he returned to Su Junchi.
But today, Xue Peng suddenly discovered that the old man Su Junchi actually had that kind of thoughts about Nanxi.
Bang~
He casually picked up a stone at hand and smashed it into the turbulent river. Watching the water rush by, the man by the river raised his lips with a stern smile.
"Dad, you said that the law of the jungle is that the strong prey on the weak and the winner takes all, right?"
He muttered to himself, then took out his cell phone and dialed a number. The call was connected shortly thereafter.
"Cha Mu, I agree to the cooperation you mentioned, but there is a condition."
The person on the other end was not surprised at all and said calmly, "Speak."
"After this is accomplished, Su Junchi's men might not obey. You must cooperate with me to establish my authority. Ananda and Kasyapa are his trusted confidants and cannot be kept. As for the four Chimei Wangliang brothers, they are his tools and are loyal to him. They must also be eliminated in advance."
"No problem," Cha Mu replied, then continued, "I'm curious, Mr. Xue. You rejected my proposal not long ago, so why did you suddenly change your mind? You're not someone who can be swayed by trivial matters. What's the reason? Can you satisfy my curiosity?"
"Nothing, I just suddenly understood something." Xue Peng's eyes were as dark as a dry well, without any sunlight.
"I'd like to hear more about it."
"Those who eat meat are always the most ferocious wolves. Don't expect others to give you meat. If you want something, you have to use your own strength to get it."
"Hahahaha..." The people on the other end burst into laughter. "Xue Peng, no wonder someone as aloof as Su Junchi would praise you for your promising future. Not bad, you look like someone who will accomplish great things. Well, I wish us a happy cooperation."
"Happy cooperation." These four simple words were emphasized by Xue Peng.
Behind me were towering mountains and the sun was shining brightly. After the strong sunlight passed through the layers of broad leaves, very little remained, and it shone sparsely on the surrounding wet ground that never dried up all year round. Not only did it not brighten the surroundings, but it made them even darker.
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