I thought I could enter Mongla smoothly, but I killed an expressionless officer halfway.

The soldiers didn't seem to like the so-called boss very much, but they still had to line up on the side.

Yang Xiaoji found that the officer's eyes were very cold, and he rarely blinked, and his dark skin was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, but he still wore his clothes very neatly.

It can be inferred from this that this person is a difficult person to communicate, otherwise he would have stopped them when he saw the soldiers collecting money, either he wanted to load the money, or he wanted to take more points.

There is another reason for his speculation, to be an officer in this kind of place where urine and are not to be reused, and the more so, the darker the heart of this kind of person is.

The officer did not speak, but looked at everyone, including the bags they were carrying, as if standing in front of him was a group of militants.

Then, he ordered the soldiers to take a closer look at the backpacks of Yang Xiaoji and others.

The soldiers were all paid for, and naturally they were not very willing to do this, but the officer was anxious, and roared angrily: "You idiots, do you want to disobey orders? These people are likely to bring weapons into Mengla, and when the time comes, those damned militants will use these weapons to kill you, and now I will go to work!"

Yang Xiaoji felt that it was nothing, the backpacks of the shovels and others were filled with water and food, so let them see it if they wanted to see it.

But Nong Huaien frowned, looking a little impatient.

Before the soldiers could make a move, Nong Huaien said, "Sir, why don't we have a few words?"

As soon as he spoke, Yang Xiaoji immediately understood, looking at the guides, they also looked wary, and one of them also put his hand into his backpack.

Needless to say, you know what is in the bag.

But the officer snorted coldly: "I have the final say here, I will talk to you if I want to talk, but now, I want to see what you are holding, and open your bag immediately!"

The soldiers also felt that Nong Huaien didn't seem to want them to see it, and they also raised their weapons again vigilantly, and the one who collected the money was going to grab the guide's bag.

If they knew that their bags were full of weapons, the soldiers would not hesitate to shoot them.

And the old smoker also followed the shovel with a look, as long as the soldiers dared to rob, they would immediately take action, and it was easy to deal with these seven soldiers.

But Yang Xiaoji didn't want to have such a conflict, let alone become a MIA

Militants in the eyes of the Chinese people.

Just when the soldiers were about to do it, Nong Huaien and Lao Smoke, and the shovel were also about to do it, Yang Xiaoji suddenly laughed.

The scene immediately stopped, and even the officers wanted to know what Yang Xiaoji was laughing at?

At this time, Yang Xiaoji pulled Nong Huaien and came to the officer very generously, he had to have an interpreter to speak, and Nong Huaien could accurately translate his words to the officer.

Yang Xiaoji smiled: "Actually, we are not enemies, on the contrary, we are people who can help you get out of here and let you sit in a higher position, if I say something wrong, you can continue to watch it if you want to, if I am right, then can we continue to talk a few words?"

The officer stared at Yang Xiaoji's eyes for several seconds, as if he was pondering, because Yang Xiaoji's words did speak to his heart.

Then he nodded, led Yang Xiaoji and Nong Huaien, and went to his wooden house.

Shovel them, just wait in place, no one speaks.

The hut was pretty basic, with nothing but chairs, beds, and a table.

There was only one chair, the officer sat down, and Yang Xiaoji and Nong Huaien could only stand.

Yang Xiaoji didn't want to waste time, so he said directly: "100,000 meters of knife, let us enter Mengla, can we do it at this price?"

The officer didn't have the slightest expression, but the more he did, the more greedy he became, and his skeletal face looked like a devil who wanted to eat people.

He was not satisfied with 100,000 and did not accept it, so he did not speak.

Yang Xiaoji also smiled and said, "500,000!"

The officer's expression finally changed a little, at least a little better than the ghost.

Then he also said: "The people who enter Mongla are either given away or taken out, and I don't want to stop you, but what you give us is still too little!"

Speaking of which, isn't it for the sake of getting more?

Yang Xiaoji also knew that Mongla's poisonous crops had created extremely powerful wealth for them, and every time they left Mongla, they had to go through MIA

country or tai country, and there is not even one ten-thousandth of these outpost soldiers.

If you think about it this way, 500,000 is really a bit out of reach.

The officer poured himself another glass of water and said, "The closest to my outpost is Bentichai's forces, and you passed by me specifically to go to Bentichai's sphere of influence to buy things, so how can you leave after you get it?"

What he said, Yang Xiaoji understood very well, and there was no need to say more, Yang Xiaoji directly stretched out a finger: "Ten million!"

This time the officer was shocked.

He had never met anyone so generous.

Don't say that you're just passing through here, it's enough to buy this checkpoint.

Usually those who go to Bentichai to buy goods are just to tip them tens of thousands, and don't they also let them enter Mongla?

Because he was not allowed to enter, or because he was too loaded with coins, it affected Bentimchai's business, and the bastard was able to directly lead his men to destroy the checkpoint.

That is, seeing that Yang Xiaoji and these people are novices, he dared to pretend to be like this, but he didn't expect that this time he really pretended to be right.

Even Nong Huaien was surprised, Yang Xiaoji was rich, and he didn't care about the eighteen million at all, but these beasts were wolves who couldn't be fed, give him 10 million this time, and they would be able to get 20 million next time.

Yang Xiaoji said that 10 million is 10 million, shouted shovel and took a backpack into the wooden house, and after opening it, it was exactly 10 million meters of cash inside.

Originally, this money was going to be spent on Ben Tichai, but Yang Xiaoji has changed his mind now.

When the officer saw the money, his eyes were about to fall out, and he picked up a stack of money, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, as if he could smell the real and fake.

But his expression was extremely intoxicated, and in his opinion, the smell of money was the best smell in the world.

After taking the money, the officer also smiled, and said to Yang Xiaoji very politely: "The gate here is always open for you!"

Yang Xiaoji smiled and said, "Thank you, but I have a question for you!"

The officer also sat on a chair for Yang Xiaoji, and took out a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses from the box under the bed.

When the wine was full, the officer asked, "Please speak!"

"Do you know a man named Chang Lianwu?"