The sound of rain outside the window gradually became smaller, leaving only raindrops on the eaves.

There was peace inside and outside the hospital bed, with only Lee Donghae sobbing alone.

It’s too much. It’s really too much!

As a member of Ward 208, he felt isolated.

Let it rain, why are you hitting me?

On the way home, I got beaten for no reason, and the other party only stopped when it started raining.

It’s raining now, and I still want to pay you back?

What's the meaning?

So whether it rains or not, I have to get beaten?

Well, whoever wants to be the Dragon King of the East China Sea can be the Dragon King, but I won’t be the Dragon King!

After a moment of hesitation, Li Donghai sobbed:

"Everyone, I want to announce something. From now on..."

"Shut up!"

"I'll beat you up if you disturb our sleep again!"

Yang Er interrupted harshly, Li Donghai had something to say.

"Forget it, forget it..."

…

South city.

The emergency operation is still ongoing and all departments are busy and exhausted.

Fortunately, the people in Nancheng actively cooperated and the situation has been initially brought under control.

The gradually decreasing rain is undoubtedly good and exciting news for the entire South City.

However, as long as the cause of the heavy rain is not found, all departments dare not relax for even a second.

At this time, on the top floor of the Meteorological Bureau.

The director stood in the observation deck with an anxious look on his face, waiting for the latest news.

Although the lighter rain made him feel a little relieved, he was still far from feeling at ease.

"Director! The cause of the rainstorm has been found out!"

Soon, a middle-aged man hurried to him and reported:

"In the western ocean group of the Blue Star, the subtropical high pressure and the surface high pressure are stabilized in the southeastern region of my country and the East China Sea respectively, blocking the movement of the upstream system... eventually leading to the long-term maintenance of the low-value system in the southeastern belt in the Greater South China region."

"Affected by the deep southeast wind low vortex shear, coupled with the strong convergence and lifting effect of the airflow in the north of the Great South Continent, we finally saw continuous heavy rain in our southern city."

"The weather system has returned to normal. The heavy rain in South City... is about to end!"

"Are you sure?" the old man asked in a deep voice.

"Director, I am absolutely sure that there will be no mistakes this time, with joint discussions between the imperial capital and external experts." The man nodded.

"well!"

Hearing this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and arranged: "Notify other departments that the alert can be lifted. Nancheng has made it!"

"Also, when the Natural Disaster Bureau is counting casualties, if there is a need, let the brothers help."

"clear!"

…

After confirming that the heavy rain was about to stop, various departments in Nancheng quickly made corresponding adjustments.

According to the areas, people were arranged to go home or continue to wait and see.

During this rainstorm, the Nancheng fire brigade was mobilized in full force, and after the rainstorm stopped, they immediately launched a search and rescue operation.

Fortunately, the drainage system in South City is excellent, and the rain stopped quickly, so there were not many casualties.

Of course, even so, the fire brigade will not let go of every corner.

As for the people in South City, they were stunned when they heard the news that everyone should return home.

Even though the weather forecast showed clear skies, a torrential rain came without warning.

It rained for two hours straight, and just as the evacuation operation was underway, the rain stopped.

"Strange, this rain is so strange, even stranger than the attention paid to Brother Funeral!"

"How can it be as simple as turning on or off a water pipe?"

"If you ask me, the Weather Bureau can't be blamed for this. The rain came too suddenly! Even the Dragon King would be confused!"

“…”

At the same time, on a highway.

Seeing that the heavy rain had stopped, Brother Huzi stepped on the accelerator and pushed the car's performance to its maximum.

…

Three hours later, it was four in the morning.

Brother Huzi brought Huang Xiaolong to a dark dock, where the northern Myanmar express ship had been waiting for a long time.

As soon as the two got off the car, a little bald man jumped down from the boat and walked towards Huang Xiaolong excitedly, holding an iron chain in his hand.

Huang Xiaolong only took a glance and recognized that this was the big brother of the circus. He whispered to Brother Huzi:

"Brother Huzi, this is also an artist from our company, right? He looks like he's from a circus, so he must have some work to do, right? Can you introduce him to me?"

"Forehead……"

The corner of Brother Huzi's mouth twitched slightly. He admired Xiaolong's unique vision very much and didn't know what to say for a moment.

However, as an old hand in northern Myanmar, he naturally knew what the little bald guy opposite meant.

Holding an iron chain is simply because they are afraid that the "cargo" will escape and they want to tie him up.

It’s just an iron chain, which is considered very merciful on the ships in northern Myanmar.

But, along the way.

Brother Huzi talked a lot with the naive Huang Xiaolong.

Although Xiaolong is a little naive, his words always reveal his trust and admiration for him.

This made Brother Huzi feel very ashamed and at the same time very moved.

After more than ten years in northern Myanmar, he hasn't tasted the kindness of human beings for a long, long time.

Therefore, even if it was just an iron chain, he was unwilling to let Huang Xiaolong bear it.

Brother Peng couldn't refuse, as refusal would mean seeking death. But before handing Xiaolong over to Brother Peng, he wanted to treat Xiaolong as his younger brother.

So, Brother Huzi stopped working and glared at the bald man who was walking towards him.

Finally, when he got closer, Brother Huzi couldn't help but said, "Wait."

"What are you going to do?"

"You are the Brother Huzi that Brother Pao told me about, right?" The bald man glanced at Brother Huzi and said with a smile:

"Don't you understand the rules here? We are all here to do things, so don't make things difficult for each other."

The bald guy brought up the guy above him and said a few nice words, hoping that they could save face for both of them while not breaking the rules.

However, Brother Huzi at this time did not intend to give him any face, and said:

"Brother Pao? I've never heard of the mountain Pao you're talking about."

"I only know Brother Peng from the Elephant Group headquarters. Brother Peng specifically asked me to send him to the park and not to suffer any grievances."

"You, figure it out for yourself."

Brother Huzi put one hand in front of Huang Xiaolong to protect him, his meaning was very firm and obvious.

"Brother Hu, what's going on?"

Huang Xiaolong was confused. They all started shouting at the same time? How come they started shouting so quickly?

But soon, Huang Xiaolong figured out the reason.

The bald guy in the circus must be an artist like himself.

And Brother Huzi should be considered as his own agent now.

When colleagues meet, they are particularly jealous of each other. This is what my cousin once said to me.

Unless something unexpected happens, this is the situation now.

After understanding this truth, Huang Xiaolong immediately gave the bald man a cold look.

"snort!"

"Oh shit!"

Huang Xiaolong snorted coldly, instantly angering the bald man opposite him. Without saying a word, he took out his weapon from his trousers.

The pitch-black muzzle pointed at Huang Xiaolong and said sternly:

"Fuck, I've given you the face, but you should know who you are. Who are you bossing around with?"

"What the hell? You're worthy of being from the circus. Shoot if you can!"

Huang Xiaolong is not afraid at all. He has even withstood meteorites, so why would he be afraid of your toy gun?

At this time, Brother Huzi glanced at the bald man's hand with disdain and said in a deep voice: "My patience is limited."

"Don't say this is Brother Peng's order. Even if this has nothing to do with Brother Peng, in northern Myanmar, I am sure that you, including the cannon behind you, will not see the sun tomorrow."

As he spoke, Brother Huzi looked up at the sky, "It should...sunrise soon, you still have two hours to live."

“I, I, I…”

As soon as these words were spoken, the little bald guy instantly became timid.

As a small leader responsible for helping with smuggling, he could at most plunder a little while transporting the "goods", but he had no intention of confronting the big guys in northern Myanmar head-on.

The most important thing is that the people in northern Myanmar are cruel and ruthless.

The reason why he was able to get such a lucrative job was that many of his weaknesses were under the control of the big guys.

Of course, the most crucial point is that his gun is originally a toy gun and has no ability to kill people or silence them.

Although there are many colleagues in the attachment who can help.

But in northern Myanmar, people value money over people, and reputation over relationships.

"Brother Huzi, I was wrong! You guys should get on board!"

After a moment of hesitation, the little bald man knelt down on the spot and kowtowed twice to Brother Huzi.

"Xiaolong, let's go!"

Brother Huzi didn't even look at the bald man, and quickly pulled Huang Xiaolong onto the boat.

The bald man stood there in a daze for a while, then decided to endure it for the time being and not try to fight against the enemy with a fuss.

After getting on the boat, Huang Xiaolong was still immersed in the tense situation just now, and couldn't help but give Brother Hu a thumbs up:

"Brother Huzi, you are awesome!"

"The people in this circus are too arrogant. I've made the right decision by following you. I guarantee that I'll have a good meal in this life!"

"Xiaolong, if there is a chance, Brother Tiger will definitely let you have a seat at the table."

Brother Huzi replied seriously, and after some internal consideration, he estimated that he would be sentenced to death.

"Take a nap, we'll be there soon."

"Okay Tiger!"

…

Soon, two hours passed.

It was just dawn.

The speedboat that Huang Xiaolong and his companion were on had already docked at the pier and they began to disembark.

The Elephant Group's exclusive bus had been waiting on the shore for a long time.

"Brother Huzi, is this our company's special car? It's really impressive!"

At just one glance, Huang Xiaolong fell in love with the bus in front.

"It's so big, and it's a double-decker, bigger than a bus. I think the whole village can sit in it. This bus is perfect for group dinners. I heard that the tourist buses in the city are also this big, and you have to pay to ride them."

"Don't worry, Xiaolong, our company has already covered all the transportation expenses."

Brother Huzi replied helplessly. Huang Xiaolong also acted like he had never seen the world, which made him feel even more regretful.

After a conversation, the two took a bus to the Elephant Group Park.

…

The other side.

Otsky, Boss Xiang and others had been waiting for a long time.

Behind Otsky stood eight fierce-looking members of the Arctic Wolves.

Their muscles are not very developed, but they give people a very powerful feeling.

All eight people were fully armed with bulletproof vests, bulletproof helmets, automatic rifles, rocket launchers, grenades and other tactical equipment.

The luxury of its individual soldiers is no less than that of the Eagle Sauce Special Forces.

However, what is most frightening is their hands and eyes filled with murderous intent.

It makes people feel chilled at just one look.

Even Xiang Yu, who had been in northern Myanmar for many years and had licked blood with swords for many years, was now scared and asked Brother Peng again and again:

"It's almost the agreed time, why hasn't the person arrived yet? Can he be there?"

"Boss, I just asked. We're already on the bus, and there are still two intersections to go." Brother Peng replied in a low voice, feeling equally nervous.

As the two were talking, Otsky said impatiently, "Boss Xiang, the time is up, why hasn't the goods I want arrived yet?"

Although impatient, Otsky's tone was friendly.

But the mercenaries behind him were not so kind.

"We are here today to inspect the goods. We have prepared several hundred rounds of ammunition. If no one shows up by the time, we can only randomly pick two people to try."

"Be prepared to be beaten to a pulp."

"Xiang Yu, right? I heard you're pretty tough. Do you want to have a fight with us?"

"I heard that you cheated us out of 90 million. Your building isn't worth that much after you sell it, right?"

Although there were only eight people, the momentum they displayed completely overwhelmed the group of people behind Xiang Yu in an instant.

"Don't worry, guys. We'll be here soon."

Xiang Yu was so scared that he started to speak softly. Brother Peng also hurried forward to report the situation: "Brothers, I just called. Three minutes, at most three minutes, the person will be on his way immediately!"

"Humph! I'll let you live for three more minutes!"

“…”

Soon, five minutes passed.

Otersky's patience had been exhausted.

Just when he was about to confront his enemy, a bus drove into the park at high speed.

“Ding ding ding!”

"Here it comes, Manager Otto, the self-healing body is here!"

Xiang Yu shouted quickly, and the expressions of Otsky and others eased a little.

After the car was stable, Brother Huzi took Huang Xiaolong out of the car.

After whispering a few words, Brother Huzi reluctantly handed Xiaolong to Brother Peng, and then left the park without looking back.

As for where to go, Brother Huzi had already thought about it.

He wants to return to China and surrender himself. If the final sentence is death penalty or life imprisonment, he will plead guilty.

If he could make amends for his crime with meritorious service based on his knowledge of northern Myanmar and eventually be given leniency with a sentence of ten or twenty years, he would reform himself and start a new life.

Huang Xiaolong, who was standing next to Brother Peng, still hadn't quite figured out the situation.

Looking at the little wolves armed with guns in front of him, he thought it was Cospu.

With a smile on his face, he was ready to greet the other person.

“Inspect the goods!”

However, before he could open his mouth, Otsky and his men came over.

As they walked, the Arctic Wolves drew their blades and looked for the fatal opening.

Huang Xiaolong was confused when he saw that the target of this group of people might be himself.

Is it so exciting, to be the protagonist right away?

Where are the cameras? Is this a focus for new employees in the company?

“Swish~”

The sudden pain in his wrist instantly shattered Huang Xiaolong's beautiful fantasy.

One knife, two knives, three knives...

In less than ten seconds, Huang Xiaolong had been stabbed hundreds of times.

It hurts, but I feel more confused.

"Are you serious? I didn't..."

“Ugh!”

Before he could finish his words, a leg suddenly kicked at his chest, directly kicking Huang Xiaolong out.

Huang Xiaolong fell heavily to the ground, feeling extremely aggrieved, but he did not feel any fatal threat for the time being.

The Arctic Wolf's men also stopped at this time, wanting to see if Huang Xiaolong had the ability to heal himself.