Pan Han took out a tablet and called up Qingshan's specific information.
This guy works in a famous fraud park in northern Myanmar. His address has not been found yet. Judging from his status, he probably lives in the park.
The plane first landed in a city near northern Myanmar, and then the group stayed nearby.
None of the bodyguards carried guns, but Pan Han had stored hundreds of rifles and submachine guns, countless bullets, and an unknown number of grenades, RPGs, and bulletproof vests in his space.
The bodyguard had some connections in the local area and made an appointment in advance to book a very ordinary small hotel.
There are only a dozen or so houses in total, and when a group of people come to stay, it's like renting the whole place out.
After the plane landed, the group went straight to the small hotel.
After arriving, Pan Han met the boss himself. He was also a Long countryman, grew up in the same village as the bodyguard captain, and now made a living near northern Myanmar.
The bodyguard captain exchanged a few words with him, and the other party gave the captain a long bunch of keys and left.
"Master, we are the only ones here now."
"Is this person reliable?" Pan Han was cautious and opened his spiritual sense to cover the area within a radius of several miles.
"Master, please rest assured. I am willing to guarantee it with my life. I am absolutely reliable." The bodyguard captain replied immediately.
"Okay. But from now on, you have to call me boss. Remember?"
"Yes, Boss!"
"Fuck, it's the boss, not the boss!"
"Yes, boss!"
After giving the instructions, Pan Han came to the largest house, and the others were assigned rooms.
Half an hour later, the bodyguard captain brought three team leaders to Pan Han's room for a meeting.
As soon as they entered the house, the four were dazzled by the rows of guns and ammunition.
This is outrageous! When did this luck come?
"Boss, where did these guys come from?" The bodyguard captain immediately stepped forward to check, and found that they were all real guns!
"Don't worry about this. I have my own way." Pan Han lit a cigarette and gestured for everyone to sit down.
"I was just thinking about this. I came here for a few things. Please remember them."
"Yes, boss." The bodyguard captain immediately took out paper and pen, and the other three followed suit.
"The minimum goal is to kill that guy called Qingshan."
"Medium objective, rescue some victims."
“The ultimate goal is to eradicate the cancer of telecom fraud in northern Myanmar.”
After saying that, Pan Han placed Qingshan's information in front of everyone.
"Boss, this man is of low status and not worth your effort. Just a few of us can go." said the bodyguard captain.
"You'd better catch him. I want him to see what real hell is." As Pan Han spoke, a chill rose to the sky and the room was filled with unspeakable coldness.
"Yes, boss, we will make a plan immediately." The bodyguard captain smiled slightly.
I have been idle for the past few years in Knight Island. I didn’t expect that the first time I went out alone, I would be kidnapped.
I can finally stretch my muscles, it feels so comfortable.
"Okay, each of you take your weapons and go out. I'm going out for a walk alone." After Pan Han finished speaking, he stood up and ran straight out the door.
The bodyguards had learned from their experience last time and did not dare to intercept him this time.
If the boss says to go alone, then he means to go alone, and no one dares to follow him.
Pan Han walked out of the yard and strolled along the street.
He had no destination, he just went wherever he wanted.
This is a small town with a population of more than 30,000. It is very quiet and is only about 20 kilometers away from northern Myanmar.
Pan Han walked around and looked at the local residents. They were all gentle and didn't look like fierce people.
There were vendors hawking their wares along the street, and many children playing everywhere. Occasionally, a few girls in short skirts appeared, and all of them smiled at Pan Han.
"I didn't expect that northern Myanmar is a hell. A small town so close to it is so peaceful." Pan Han sighed. It turns out that heaven and hell are often separated by just a wall.
We came to a small restaurant with a few tables on the roadside.
Pan Han sat down directly, took the menu, gestured and ordered two side dishes, a bowl of rice and a drink.
I didn’t have any Myanmar currency on me, so I could only throw out a few Dragon Country coins and Eagle Sauce coins and let the other party choose.
The guy picked out a 10-dollar American dollar and left with a smile.
"This meal costs at most 2 dollars, he's quite greedy." Pan Han looked at the waiter's back and smiled.
Although I was cheated out of 8 dollars, the food was delicious enough.
Many delicacies can only be tasted in the local area.
The same recipe, in a different place, won't taste right.
Pan Han ate while observing passers-by, feeling quite relaxed.
However, he could clearly feel at least five pairs of eyes scanning him.
He could also hear someone talking on the phone behind his back, some of them speaking Longguo dialect.
Pan Han could understand every word, but when they were put together, he had no idea what the other person was saying.
It should be on the incision.
"It seems that I have been targeted." Pan Han looked down at himself. He was dressed in ordinary clothes. The only distinctive feature was his face, a standard Dragon face.
This small town is not a tourist city, and few Chinese people can come here.
So as soon as Pan Han appeared, he attracted the attention of many interested people.
After finishing the meal, Pan Han's forehead was slightly sweaty. The food here is generally spicy. It is very satisfying while eating, but it starts to make you feel nauseous after you finish eating.
At this moment, a reminder came from his spiritual consciousness.
The bodyguard captain set off with six people and two vans, heading straight for northern Myanmar.
"Taking action so soon? Not bad." Pan Han nodded with satisfaction.
The town was not big, and when he finished his meal, there was nothing left to see, so he turned back to the hotel.
As soon as I arrived in the room, Ali sent a message: "Boss, have you arrived in northern Myanmar?"
"Yeah. A small town near northern Myanmar."
"I'll go with you right away."
"No, just do what you need to do."
"But I should stay with you."
"No, it might be useful if you stay in the country."
"Oh, I see. Then you must pay attention to safety, boss."
"Don't worry, two teams are protecting me." The other team he was referring to was naturally sent by the committee.
"Boss, actually, Ouyang Cong has also sent a team, and they should be able to arrive tonight." Ellie hesitated, but still said it.
It was obvious that Ouyang Cong told her not to leak it.
"Why did he send people here? Does he think it's not lively enough here?" Pan Han frowned. He originally just wanted to come here to check things out.
I didn’t expect the scale to get bigger and bigger. Are we going to go to war with the warlords in northern Myanmar?
After hearing what Pan Han said, Ellie didn't dare to say anything. Pan Han didn't blame her and let her go about her business.
Just as he finished speaking, the bodyguard captain sent another message: "Boss, we're going to take action tonight. We'll definitely bring the person here."
"knew."
After replying the message, Pan Han got up and walked to a room. After looking around, he found that there was a slight draft through the window.
So they sent people to reinforce the windows, cover the glass with newspapers, replace the light bulbs with larger ones, remove the beds, and leave only a few chairs.
"Qingshan, let's go through the whole process tonight." Pan Han said playfully.
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