Little Buddha turned his head, looked me up and down with the eyes of a monster, and after looking at me for five minutes, he grinned, walked up to me step by step and asked happily: "Brother, are you from the Thai royal family?"

"It's not. I shook my head.

"That's the Diocese (Burma) Commonwealth?" he circled around me twice.

"Not really. I shook my head again.

Little Buddha slapped me on the shoulder and said, "Neither the Thai royal family nor the Burmese Independence Federation, why did you give me the Golden Triangle? Did you not wake up or am I blind?"

I took a deep breath and smiled at the tiger skin: "Buddha, I am from China and served as a soldier in the capital, do you think I have my own background and means?"

"A soldier in the capital?" Little Buddha's bright eyes rolled half a circle, and he smiled playfully: "Since your background is so hard, why do you need to ask me for help?"

"This involves our internal discipline, sorry Buddha. I shook my head vaguely, most Chinese know very well what the word "discipline" represents, and I deliberately replied in such a half-concealed way, which is to give the little Buddha an illusion that there is a hard backstage behind us.

The little Buddha took a cigarette in his mouth, and after a few puffs, he made up his mind: " It just so happened that the golden retriever hung up, and there was a vacant position in the car, so you can make up for it temporarily, it's no problem to get on the road with me, but you have to start from the bottom brother, and I don't get involved in anything with Quincy, don't give me a black cauldron, and don't try to play any tricks, I like to do everything right, you can point at my nose and scold me for being a wreck, I can't afford to mess with Quincy, but don't make any stumbling blocks behind my back, otherwise, I don't care who you are, I will definitely kill you!"

"Understood!" I bowed respectfully to him.

"Ugly words ahead, I only help you find a few of your friends, I don't know anything else, if Quincy wants you, I will definitely hand you over for money as soon as possible!" ”

"Thank you, Buddha. "I politely owe my body.

"I'm not so old-fashioned, you can call me Little Buddha or Buddha Brother in private, but you have to give me face in front of people, otherwise I will be unhappy. Little Buddha waved his hand: "Do you need to pack your luggage?"

"I brought myself with me. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Let's go!" Little Buddha stretched his waist and walked towards the jeep, and after walking out for two steps, he turned around again, took out a wallet and dagger from the long-dead golden retriever, and threw one to me: "Cheap you, what do you call it?"

"Thank you Brother Fo for your support, you can call me the third son in the future. I took the money with a pretended joy on my face.

"Make it clear in advance, no one is allowed to bring weapons without a living person, so well... I'll take care of your dick style for the time being. "Little Buddha stretched out his arm to me, his palm was so large that it felt like a small fan.

I immediately hesitated, I must know that the Golden Triangle is different from other places, the people here are like a hungry wolf, I don't know who will suddenly show its fangs, the pistol is the only place I can save my life, and recklessly handing it over means that I also gave my life to someone else.

The little Buddha was not in a hurry, and looked at me with a smile on his face, as if he was waiting for me to think about it.

After thinking about it for a long time, I handed him the pistol, the so-called "if you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger", since I want to rely on him to help me find Luo Quan and them, then I have to show enough sincerity, this kind of outlaw character itself is suspicious, if I can't fully integrate into them, then my situation is actually more dangerous.

Seeing that I handed over the pistol, the little Buddha's brows suddenly stretched, put his arm around my shoulder, took off the bracelet that robbed me a few days ago from his wrist and handed it to me: "Trust is mutual, and you will not regret today's trust in the future." ”

"Huh.." I smiled and didn't say much, followed the little Buddha into the dirty jeep that couldn't see the color, after getting in the car, I subconsciously glanced at the hostel where Jiang Qin stayed, and didn't see her figure, and my heart was completely put down.

On the road, the little Buddha and briefly introduced a few of his horses, the big man who drove the car is called Fei Bo, a Laotian fugitive, who has been in the Golden Triangle for almost ten years, and has been in harmony with the little Buddha for nearly six or seven years, and the two are very good brothers.

"Hello Brother Fat!" I greeted each other respectfully.

"Just call me old fat or fat wave, brother and brother are short and crooked!" Fat Bo's Chinese level is very good, and when he talks to me, he has a strong northeast accent, and I estimate that his spoken language must be taught by Little Buddha.

Fat Bo is about in his early thirties, with a very common small flat head, his figure is estimated to be a few points taller than Luo Quan, bronzed skin, wearing military camouflage short sleeves, full of explosive chest muscles and arms at a glance, and a few particularly awkward scriptures on the left arm.

"He is the sixth oldest, from Cambodia, and you are half a companion, and he used to be a scout in the army, so you can get close to him if you have time. Little Buddha pointed to the young man sitting in the co-pilot.

In line with the idea that many people are not to blame, I greeted the sixth brother with a smile: "Hello sixth brother!"

The sixth child has an exceptionally dark complexion, lean and lean, with a small nose and small eyes, and feels like a perennial marijuana addict, hearing my greeting, he turned his head and nodded slightly at me, a pair of inverted triangular eyes exuding a chilling cold light, and then turned around and continued to wipe the dagger.

"His name is crutch, he is from the same place as us, he has a disabled leg, but he is very accurate in marksmanship, and in our team, he mainly plays the position of strategist and sniper. Little Buddha pointed to the bearded young man next to me.

I found that when the little Buddha introduced the first two, he was faintly perfunctory, belonging to the kind of attitude that can be said or not, but the introduction of the crutches is particularly grand, and I can't help but be curious about the relationship between the two, of course, I don't have any idle in my mouth, and said to the crutches with a hippie smile: "I hope that the crutches brother will take care of them more in the future." ”

"I can't take care of you, it's just a little mouse hiding in the dark and putting a black gun, really said to take care of it, you have to rely on the eldest brother. The crutches smiled and waved their hands.

"Okay, after introducing your companions, you can also introduce yourself. Little Buddha bit his cigarette holder and smiled cynically.

I paused and said: "My name is Zhao Hu, I am from a certain province in China, I have been a big soldier for two years, and now I am panning for gold in the Golden Triangle, thinking about earning a few years of hard work and going back to marry two more daughters-in-law, hehehe."

The people in the car all laughed, we also knew each other simply, it was this unexpected encounter, so that I experienced an unforgettable experience, many years later, I can't help but sigh, this is a later word for the time being.

After laughing, the little Buddha said to the fat wave who was driving: "The old rule, first go to the sixth camp to exchange all the gold and silver jewelry, and then let's replenish the ammunition and food, divide the rest of the money equally, find a few girls to hi when you are done, and go to Chunli Village tomorrow to collect taxes!"

"The Buddha is mighty!" several men in the car shouted instantly.

"Buddha, what is Camp No. 6?" I asked the little Buddha curiously.

Little Buddha took out two cans of beer from the back of the car, crossed Erlang's legs and said: "Camp 6 is the only military camp in the Golden Triangle, and it is also Quincy's nest, all his elites are stationed in Camp 6, and we will go to Camp 6 to rest for a few days after we finish our work. ”

I couldn't help but get nervous, the purpose of our visit this time was to kill Quincy, although I had been mentally prepared before, but now I will inevitably feel a little at a loss when I hear his name.

Along the way, I have always fantasized that the No. 6 battalion is absolutely heavily guarded, there are many soldiers everywhere, three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, and countless military tents one by one, but when we get to the place, I can't help but wonder, is this really a military camp?

From afar I saw a large group of buildings standing in front of me, not the wooden pile buildings I saw in the past few days, but the buildings really made of reinforced concrete, clean and spacious roads, green and beautiful streets, lush trees on both sides of the highway, colorful flowers, the surrounding environment is embellished with extraordinarily beautiful, the street is densely populated, everywhere you can see scantily clad fair women, dangling small waists shuttling among them, there are many shops and shopping malls on both sides of the street, I even saw Internet cafes and dance halls.

"Brother Fo, is this place really a military camp?" I couldn't help but swallow my saliva, this place is about to catch up with a third-tier city in China, is it really a legendary drug lord den?