Moke didn't want Luo Wanmei to feel pressure, and he didn't want Jin Feng to win the game.

So Moke decided to go out for a walk and see if he could think of some solutions, and for Moke this is the first time he has come to Myanmar, at first he didn't even go out of his own Daliang, let alone other countries, it's good to go out and see, after saying goodbye to Luo Wanmei, Moke left the residence.

At a quarter past four, the sun was still scorching the earth, and there were still not many pedestrians on the streets, except for the endless stream of cars coming and going.

Not a few dozen meters after Moke walked out of the door of the hotel, the door of a Jinbei van on the side of the road suddenly opened, and four big men with steel pipes in their hands jumped out of it, and the obvious target was Moke.

The inkman took a look and saw that one of them was the one who had the incident on the plane that day.

However, the short fat man is obviously not the boss of this group, the boss is a tough guy with a face full of flesh and a bare head. This guy's head was shiny in the sun, and a scar stretched from the door of his head to the center of his head, like a hideous centipede crawling on his head, making people feel furious at the sight of it.

"Get into the car immediately, or I'll blow your head right now!" The bald man gently tapped the steel pipe into the palm of his hand, and showed Bai Sensen's teeth to the inkman, with a fierce expression.

The inkman glanced at the steel pipe in the man's hand, and without saying a word, he drilled into the car.

"Damn, this kid is on the road!" The bald man obediently got into the car without saying a word, spit on the ground, and scolded, but he was secretly relieved in his heart.

Although there are not many pedestrians on the road, although people in these years are used to protecting themselves, and no one dares to meddle in things, it is always a bit risky to beat people in broad daylight, and it is naturally best not to beat people on the road.

As soon as the ink man got into the car, the short fat man had already sandwiched him between the position with another man, and then stared at the ink man with red eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a smug sneer: "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, I didn't expect it, boy, we meet again!"

"I didn't expect that I would have been kind enough to let you go on the plane, so why are you doing this? Didn't you hurt yourself and your companions?" looked at the fat man and shook his head with regret.

"Damn, do you kid have eyes on his buttocks, can't you tell the situation now? It seems that if I don't give you a little bit of power, you kid still doesn't know why the flowers are so red!" The short fat man was already holding back his anger, and when he saw that the ink man dared to be arrogant at this time, he was so angry that he picked up the steel pipe in his hand and knocked it on the ink man's head. Fuck, Ah Fei don't hit his head, Lao Tzu's car was just washed ......in the morning" The driver who drove was a man of five big and three thick, and saw Ah Fei through the rearview mirror, that is, the short fat man who picked up the steel pipe and wanted to hit the ink man's head, and immediately screamed.

However, before the driver's words were finished, he heard a "bang!", and the sound of the steel pipe hitting his head sounded in the car, and then Ah Fei suddenly held his head and screamed: "My head, my head, bleeding!"

The car seemed to suddenly become very quiet, only Ah Fei was still holding his head and screaming, and everyone, including the driver, stared straight at the ink man who was holding the steel pipe and playing with it casually through the rearview mirror.

They still haven't figured it out, obviously the steel pipe is in Ah Fei's hand, and it is obviously knocking on the ink man's head, why did it all suddenly fall off?

"I can't see it, the little brother is still a practitioner, no wonder he dares to meddle in his affairs and dare to break into the tiger's den in Longtan alone!" The bald man deserved to be the boss, and he quickly came back to his senses, looking at Moke coldly with a hint of vigilance in his fierce eyes.

"Longtan Tiger's Den, you are also worthy of being called Longdao Tiger, please, don't be so thick-skinned?" the ink man couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

"I'm going to hit him!" the bald man saw that the inkman dared to taunt him, and immediately scolded and picked up the steel pipe and hit the inkman in the head.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also immediately took action.

As the saying goes, punching the master to death, they believe that three people shoot together, with such a little space, even if Moke is a master who practices boxing, he will only be able to hold his head and cry.

"Bang bang bang!" The sound of three steel pipes and heads colliding suddenly sounded in the car, and then there were three screams, followed by an emergency sudden brake, but the driver who drove the car saw that the boss and others all had their heads blooming, and he was so frightened that he reflexively stepped on the brakes.

"If you don't want to be like them, it's better to give me an honest drive. By the way, go to the suburbs," Moke frowned slightly when he saw the car stop suddenly, and then lightly tapped the driver's head with a steel pipe, and said lightly.

The driver was shivering from the cold steel pipe, and cold sweat hung down his forehead.

"Yes, yes, I'll drive right away. The driver got back on the road with a trembling voice and trembling hands.

Seeing the car re-entering the road, Moke's face softened slightly, and then he grabbed the two ends of the steel pipe with both hands, and bent and straightened the steel pipe casually, just like a arm training rod.

Seeing this, some bald men and others who were originally holding their heads and still had some hearts did not give up, and cold sweat broke out on their heads.

This is a fake steel pipe, and he was actually trained by the young man in front of him as an arm strength stick, and he played so easily, what kind of perverted guy is this! If he suddenly wants to use his "tender arms and legs" to practice, wouldn't it ......

Thinking of this, the bald man and the others all looked at their thick arms in fear, as if the thick arms they had always been proud of suddenly became very pink and pink.

"This, this, big, big brother, it's me who has a bald head and doesn't know Taishan, I, I apologize to you, I don't dare next time!" said that the bald head Qiang is also a well-known character on the Burmese Road, and there are also twenty or thirty people who steal cars under his hands, touch bags on the bus, and short fat men like Ah Fei, but looking at the pervert in front of him today, he has no courage at all, and he stammers when he speaks.

"Is it useful to apologize? Shall I beat you with a steel pipe another day and then apologize to you?"

When the bald head Qiang and others heard this, they all wanted to hug their heads and cry, it was unreasonable, who was knocking on whom with a steel pipe?

"Then, big brother, you make a condition. Although the bald head Qiang was eager to point to his still bleeding head and ask Moke, who was beating whom, but the situation was pressing, and the bald head Qiang, who had always been fierce, was now like a little daughter-in-law who had just passed the door, and asked cautiously.

The inkman did not answer the bald question, but looked at Ah Fei, who was trembling and regretting that his intestines were almost blue, and said lightly: "You know!"

Ah Fei was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then suddenly came to his senses, and immediately shouted at Bald Qiang and the others: "Take out all the wallets for me!" and almost shouted, "Rob!"

"I'm grass, Ah Fei, are your brains in water!" Seeing that Ah Fei dared to rob them at this time, the bald head Qiang and the others were so angry that they slapped Ah Fei's head and slapped it.

Ah Fei was slapped in the face, holding his head and looking at the bald head Qiang and the ink man very aggrievedly.

"Why is Brother Qiang unwilling?" Moke asked slowly, looking at the bald head Qiang who was almost losing his mind.

The bald head Qiang in a rage heard the voice of the ink man, as if he had been poured a bucket of cold water on his head, and his whole body was shocked, and then he realized that Ah Fei was not in the water in his head, but in his own head.

"I'm sorry big brother, I'm sorry big brother, I'll take it. As he spoke, Bald Qiang hurriedly took out his wallet from his pocket and handed it to Ah Fei.

Seeing this, the other two also took out all of them and handed them to Ah Fei, Ah Fei watched the boss and the two companions obediently hand over their wallets to themselves, and actually had a refreshing illusion of "Lao Tzu is a ", seeing that the driver of the car did not move, he immediately patted him on the shoulder, and said coaxingly: "Ah Biao, there is still yours." ”

The driver who drove the car thought that he could escape by driving, but he didn't expect Ah Fei to be so "conscientious", and he was so angry that he greeted all the female members of Ah Fei's family, but his hand did not dare to be idle, and he hurriedly took out his wallet and handed it to Ah Fei.

Ah Fei collected all the wallets, then took out all the money in the wallet, clicked it, and then respectfully handed it to the ink ke, and said in a low voice: "A total of six hundred and fifty-one three cents, big brother." ”

"Isn't it, that's it, you're too scumbag, aren't you? "Moke originally thought that this time it was a four-wheeled car, and there were five people, and there were big brother-level figures, so he had to get more than 10,000 yuan, but he didn't expect that even the fraction was not enough for 1,000. Moke took the money and casually threw the three-cent steel hammer to Ah Fei, and couldn't help but sneer, looking at the bald neck as he spoke.

The bald head has a thick golden necklace around his neck.

Capable of speeding cars and snatching bags, this reaction is really not ordinarily fast, Ah Fei saw the ink man's gaze looking towards the bald head Qiang's neck, and immediately stretched out his hand to the bald head Qiang and said, "Brother Qiang, gold necklace!"

The price of gold is about 100 yuan per gram, and although it is not too expensive in a place like Myanmar, it is expensive in China, although the gold necklace on the bald head and strong neck is not solid, but it also weighs forty or fifty grams, which is worth four or five thousand yuan, which is a lot of money. The bald head saw Ah Fei reaching out to him for a gold necklace, and he couldn't wait to raise his foot and kick him a few times.

After doing it for a long time, you dare to love it, Ah Fei colluded with outsiders to rob Lao Tzu!

Of course, he could think so in his heart, but the bald strong hand didn't dare to be idle, and hurriedly pulled the necklace around his neck and handed it to Ah Fei.

The other three, including the driver, saw that the boss obediently pulled the gold necklace down, and without Ah Fei opening his mouth, they all reached out to pull the gold necklace around their necks, anyway, they bought it on the side of the road, and it was not worth a few dollars.

"You'll be spared, I'm not interested in brass!" But before they could pull the gold necklace off, the disdainful voice of the ink man sounded in the carriage.

"My grass, what the hell is this guy doing, even if he is engaged in gold trading, his vision is not as poisonous and accurate as his, can he judge real money with the naked eye?" Everyone in the carriage froze when they heard this, staring at the inkman who was slowly stuffing a handful of banknotes and a gold necklace into his pocket with disbelievable eyes.

"Brother Qiang, right?" the inkman put away the banknotes and gold necklace, and turned his head to look at the bald head Qiangdao.

"Don't, don't, big brother, you can call me bald. The bald head saw the ink man suddenly call him, and he couldn't help but be so frightened that the hairs on his body stood up, he was really afraid that this perverted guy would use his arm as a steel pipe to play, if this was the case, it was estimated that he would only be a disabled person for the rest of his life.

"That bald head, I'm actually very talkative. As long as you don't trouble me, I won't take the initiative to get along with you, so I hope you remember this lesson and don't come to me again in the future. Of course, if you have to come to me, remember to put more money in your wallet next time, and you all change the money around your neck to the real thing. Big man, you don't feel ashamed of you, I'm ashamed!" said the inkman slowly.

"No, no, we will never dare to disturb you in the future!" said the bald head with a sad face.

"That's good, Ah Biao stopped the car on the side of the road, and let the bald head force them get out of the car first, there are many people and the air is stuffy, and it is uncomfortable. Hearing this, Moke nodded, and then gently tapped Ah Biao's shoulder with a steel pipe.

Ah Biao was shocked and hurriedly pulled the car to the side of the road, while the bald head Qiang and the others got out of the car with sad faces.

As soon as they got out of the car, the Jinbei van drove away. Watching the van go away, bald heads and others want to cry without tears, who is this mixed underworld?

Seeing that the time was still early, the inker didn't want to go back to the hotel so soon, so he walked on the side of the road alone, but then he felt good about robbing people for the first time, although the opponent was a little poor, but no matter how small the mosquito was, it was a lump of meat, wasn't it?

It seems that Ah Fei's group heard the shouts of the ink keeping, and the already dusty van added another foot of the accelerator, and it simply rushed away.

This scene left the ink man quite speechless......