Before Wang Kang returned to the West Lake, Li Yundao smelled a smell of wind and rain. During the meal, Gao Yan, the head of the anti-narcotics detachment, sent a message that surprised Li Yundao: Wu Qiaoqiao, a female drug lord who used to walk sideways in the Golden Triangle, appeared in West Lake. For that Wu Qiaoqiao, Li Yundao's feeling is more complicated, standing in the position of the police, and the drug lord is naturally incompatible, but for this weak woman who graduated from a famous foreign college can control most of the Golden Triangle, Li Yundao still admires it in his heart, in the Golden Triangle, where the bandits are competing for deer, fists and strength mean everything, and a woman can bring out a team like a wolf and a tiger, which is a puzzling fact. But it is precisely because the Golden Triangle is a place where bullets and knives are used to speak, that the Wu family controlled most of the Golden Triangle after shooting the previous person to death, and now the Wu family seems to be facing the same experience. Where a person eats people, a person who does not eat people, cannot survive.

Li Yundao asked Gao Yan to send someone to keep an eye on Wu Qiaoqiao, Wu Qiaoqiao is a British citizen, even if he takes her down in China, if there is no evidence, he can't help her. In fact, when he knew that Wu Qiaoqiao was still alive, Li Yundao was relieved, this feeling had nothing to do with good and evil, just because this person had helped him, no matter from which point of view, he didn't want this female heroine to die.

Aman's Fayun House at West Lake is full of Zen. In the curtain that moves with the wind, a graceful back looms. She was born with a handsome face, and when she had short hair before, she wore a hunting suit, like a rich man with a good demeanor, but at this time her long hair was fluttering, but she also had a unique charm. But the woman's softness was burdened by the scar on the other side of her face, and she looked extremely solemn. She held a book in her hand, Charlotte Brontë's Jane Eyre, her favorite book, which accompanied her through countless sleepless nights when she was a student, and the only thing she brought out from the turmoil of the Golden Triangle was this book. Unlike her father, who liked to exchange money for gold, she felt at ease sleeping on gold bricks, and her higher education taught her that there were countless ways to wash away those bad money. The funds in the village were divided into three parts by her two years ago, one part was exchanged for the equivalent of bitcoin, one part bought some real estate properties in Europe and the United States, and some found a lawyer to build a trust fund in the United States.

She has always believed that money is enough, and more is just a number, and has no practical meaning. For her, the most important thing is not money, but loyal subordinates, but in that sudden attack, most of the loyal palms died, and now there are only a dozen people who can follow her to Huaxia. They walked in the mountains and dense forests for more than half a month before arriving in Myanmar, and spent a lot of money to buy a new identity for everyone.

She wants revenge, not for the destruction of the inheritance, but for the brothers who were killed in battle.

A white-bearded old man in a cloth shirt appeared in front of the courtyard gate, and he owed a debt to this girl who was as strong as a piece of iron: "Qiaoye, I found it." He knows that whether it is the entrenched forces in the Golden Triangle or the poisonous heads in various places, he has to call this girl a "Qiao Ye" over the years, in fact, she also deserves this "Master", the village was set up by her father himself, but it is indeed in the hands of this girl that "carries forward". What they do is to pin their heads to their waists, but thieves also have a way, and they will not break the rules set by the old man back then.

Wu Qiaoqiao looked back and squinted slightly: "Really in West Lake?" A total of thirteen people escaped from the village, leaving a few injured people to recuperate in Myanmar, and the remaining six people all came to West Lake with Wu Qiaoqiao, and the blood debt will eventually be repaid with blood.

"The recent West Lake is not very peaceful, and the owl said that those people are in the West Lake, as if they are cultivating local forces, and they should want to make the West Lake a transit station, and the goods from the Golden Triangle can go to Europe and North America through here. Master Qiao, that group of people is not small, and the plan is very big!"

Wu Qiaoqiao glanced at the old man: "Uncle Nine, from the Golden Triangle to the West Lake, we have been dealing with them for a while, do you think they really just want to make money?"

The white-bearded old man, known as the Ninth Uncle, was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "Master Qiao, it's not for money, in this world, who wants to risk being killed and do such a dangerous thing?"

Wu Qiaoqiao shook her head: "Maybe I'm thinking too much, I don't know why, I always feel that they appear strangely and leave strangely." Uncle Jiu, if it's you, it's taken a lot of effort to finally capture the stockade, what are you going to do next?"

Uncle Nine touched his white beard and said: "Then naturally suspend the army and rectify, eat all the surrounding forces, and look at the farmers who grow poppies and keep an eye on the harvest, this is the foundation of making money." "What Uncle Nine said was exactly what Wu Qiaoqiao's father did back then.

Wu Qiaoqiao slowly got up from the couch, walked down a few days, the posture was slightly weird, and Uncle Nine said with concern: "Qiaoye, your legs are ......"

Wu Qiaoqiao glanced at his calf, shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, it hurts my muscles and bones for a hundred days, and my leg should not recover if it doesn't recuperate for a year and a half." If you don't tighten it, even if you break your leg, you can still use a wheelchair. She laughed, she said so, and she really thought so in her heart, "Uncle Nine, have you ever thought about what we are going to do when we get revenge?"

Uncle Nine was obviously stunned: "Aren't we selling drugs?" Uncle Nine began to be abducted at the age of sixteen, and when he met Wu Qiaoqiao's father at the age of eighteen, he recognized his brother-in-law, and at the age of twenty-five, he followed Lao Wu to smuggle out of the country to the Golden Triangle, and passed five levels and six generals all the way, and finally established an underground kingdom, but it turned into nothing overnight. The best years of his life were spent growing poppies and selling drugs, and apart from that, he really didn't know what he would do.

Wu Qiaoqiao smiled: "Go back to the Golden Triangle, build a small dynasty, and then be subverted overnight?" No, Uncle Jiu, I think we have to take a long-term view." In fact, Zhu Yeqing's gang attacked us late at night, probably for the gold that Daddy had before his death. It's a pity that they didn't know that the gold had already been converted into the equivalent of US dollars by me and invested. In these years, who is stupid to hold the gold in their hands, something is really going to happen, this so-called hard currency, can't take it away if you want to. ”

Uncle Nine nodded, but still had a worried face: "Master Qiao, I heard that all countries are now very strict about funds from unknown sources, maybe I am an old antique and can't keep up with the pace of the times, I am afraid that once the ghosts turn their faces, your father's savings that he has struggled for a lifetime will ......."

Wu Qiaoqiao patted Uncle Nine on the shoulder: "Peace of mind, my Uncle Nine!" she lowered her voice and said, "I might as well tell you, I made an investment, guess how much profit I have made now?"

Uncle Nine looked at Wu Qiaoqiao suspiciously: "Forty percent?"

Wu Qiaoqiao kept shaking his head, and finally whispered mysteriously: "Uncle Jiu, let me tell you, don't tell others." Forty times more!"

Uncle Nine gasped, forty times the profit, and the investment of 40 million was at least 1.6 billion, he knew that Wu Qiaoqiao's assets in his hands were no less than one billion, and with Wu Qiaoqiao's style and courage, the one who dared to invest was definitely in the unit of 100 million, so the profit was ...... Uncle Nine suddenly didn't dare to think about it, he had a kind of blind trust in Qiao Ye: "Qiao Ye, what kind of poison does it make the brothers risk losing their heads, forty times the profit, and the brothers are not allowed to take risks." ”

Wu Qiaoqiao said with a smile: "Although there is no need to take risks, such an opportunity is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." She was referring to the investment in Bitcoin, forty times or less, she was really afraid that Uncle Nine would have a heart attack after hearing the astronomical amount, the old man had been displaced for most of the year, and his health was obviously not as good as before.

Uncle Nine said with a regretful face: "Forty times the income is indeed against Tianhe, and it is not a long-term solution." Master Qiao, listen to what you mean, do you have a plan?"

Wu Qiaoqiao smiled mysteriously: "That's natural, I estimate that it's not just us who can escape that night, and let the puffer fish get better when the time comes." But now is not the time to discuss a plan for survival, the most important thing now is to let those annoying creatures taste our methods. ”

Uncle Nine said worriedly: "The public security in West Lake should have been eyeing us, and when we went out today, there were two tails in the back, but we didn't care about them according to what you said, just as they didn't exist." ”

Wu Qiaoqiao snorted and said: "I am British now, you are all Indonesians, you have entered the country with formal procedures, and your identities are very clean, as long as you don't touch the bottom line of the public security in the short term, they will not interfere with us." Moreover, there is one more thing you don't know, I heard that an old friend of mine is now the head of the West Lake Public Security. ”

Uncle Nine was stunned: "Master Qiao, you mean Li ......"

Wu Qiaoqiao made a silent gesture: "This is a very righteous guy, if we don't make trouble for him, he won't have much reaction." He sent someone to keep an eye on us because he didn't know our intentions yet, and maybe when he knew what we were going to do, instead of stopping it, he would secretly give me the green light. There is nothing easier and easier than the river mussels competing for the benefit of the fisherman. ”

Uncle Nine nodded and said: "That person is indeed an immortal talent, but unfortunately he is a public security officer, and his hands and feet are tied, if we can recruit him into the village as a horse, it will be our blessing!"

Wu Qiaoqiao smiled: "Uncle Jiu, you forgot, I don't like men." ”

Uncle Nine smiled bitterly: "This is fate! My righteous brother has been brave and brave all his life, but he didn't expect to give birth to a daughter, but he is a ...... Alas, maybe we have done too much evil in our lives, and this is God's punishment......"

Wu Qiaoqiao no longer listened to Uncle Jiu's chatter, stepped on the bluestone slab in the yard, and limped out of Fayun House slowly.

Uncle Nine looked at her back and sighed.

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