"You are worthy of being a citizen of a big country!" Pang Jindong thought secretly in his heart, feeling his heartbeat suddenly accelerate.

However, Pang Jindong's blood didn't boil for long, and he immediately thought of one thing - the word "master" in Japanese has the meaning of husband, husband and parent, so he really thought crookedly.

But this also shows that Nagano Fenghua has long had the idea of treating Pang Jindong as the "master", so he blurted out at this time.

In other words, Nagano Kazuka uses the word for herself, not to provide additional "services," but to imply a desire for a change in identity.

Masaharu Kazama is a genuine maid, but she has never called Pang Jindong "master", and at this time, Nagano Fenghua took the lead, and she was naturally a little unhappy in her heart.

However, her displeasure was not expressed in words, but in action, and when she saw her figure flickering, she only heard a "whoosh", and the person was already lying on the bed, leaving only Pang Jindong and Nagano Fenghua stunned on the spot.

Pang Jindong looked at the bed deeply, and then said helplessly: "It seems that today is to test whether I can do Liu Xia Hui, but unfortunately Pang knows that he is a piece of material for Ximen Qing, and this situation is extremely difficult to hold, so there is only one way to lay on the floor!"

The two girls were amused by this sentence, but they didn't expect that what Pang Jindong said was completely from their hearts.

Originally, Pang Jindong wanted to declare that he would never sleep on the ground, but at this time he had to change his attention.

Seeing that Pang Jindong was about to move the futon, Nagano Fenghua gently pushed Pang Jindong: "Master, sleep together...... Bed bar, I'm sure the host will respect our ......"

It's really a bit difficult to let an iceberg beauty like Nagano Fenghua say such warm words, so she didn't do a very good job, which made people feel a little ridiculous.

Pang Jindong thought about it, and finally decided not to force himself, so he lay on the side of the bed and his clothes.

This kind of caution was obviously not what Nagano Fenghua wanted, she pushed Pang Jindong into the bed hard, and then slept on the side of the bed by herself.

The three of them lay on a bed in their clothes, keeping a certain distance from each other, but none of them fell asleep, but thought about their own thoughts with the sound of crickets coming from the window.

But after a long time, Pang Jindong suddenly felt something pressed on his abdomen, and when he looked down, it turned out that Nagano Fenghua had put one leg on it.

Nagano Fenghua was wearing the same clothes as when she first met Pang Jindong, which looked conservative, but was actually sexy and sultry.

With such an action, the two jade legs like tender lotus roots were completely presented outside, and there seemed to be a milky white halo on them, like the bright moon outside.

If it weren't for the darkness inside the room, if you looked up along this jade leg, you could almost see the color of the bottoms.

Although he could feel the smoothness and softness of the jade legs through his clothes, and a certain part of his body reacted angrily, Pang Jindong didn't think too much, and he didn't continue to peep in the mysterious gap, but directly fell on Nagano Fenghua's face, only to see her eyes closed tightly, her breathing was uneven and irregular, obviously pretending to be asleep.

Pang Jindong was thinking about whether to push Nagano Kazuka's legs away, but he heard the breathing sound of Masaharu Kazama beside him, and it gradually became heavy.

Pang Jindong turned his head slightly and found that Masaharu Kazama was looking at him with wide open eyes, his eyes slightly rippling like the lake water in this season.

It was obvious that Masaharu Kazama had a problem with Nagano Kazuka's leg, but instead of discussing why Nagano Kazuka seduced Pang Jindong, she noticed another thing.

Seeing that Pang Jindong was about to speak, Masaharu Kazama hurriedly put her middle finger to her lips, made a gesture of silence, and then told Pang Jindong in a very low voice: "There is someone outside the door!" she said as she took out a knife from her side.

At all times, Masaharu Kazama is on high alert, and even when she is sleeping, her weapon is within reach.

As she said, there were people outside the door, and there was no intention of hiding them. As soon as Masaharu Kazama's words fell, she heard three slight knocks on the door.

Without waiting for Pang Jindong to speak, two figures shot towards the door one after the other, both holding bright knives in their hands, nervously observing the movement outside.

Looking at his two bodyguards, Pang Jindong shook his head with a wry smile.

It is conceivable that in such an environment, neither Masaharu Kazama nor Nagano Kazuka dared to be careless.

But Pang Jindong didn't think so, first, because his uncle had no reason to hurt himself, and second, because the hostile forces wanted to infiltrate Changqing Mountain, I am afraid it would not be an easy thing.

Pang Jindong got up from the bed, tidied up his clothes for a while, and then asked softly, "Who?"

"Brother, are you sleeping?" Hearing the voice coming from outside the door, Pang Jindong immediately recognized that the person was Yang Jiawei, so he made a safe gesture to the two girls, and at the same time motioned for the door to open.

As soon as the door opened a crack, Yang Jiawei slipped in, and asked Pang Jindong with a smile: "Didn't delay your rest?"

As Yang Jiawei spoke, his eyes drifted to and fro on Masaharu Kazama and Kazuka Nagano, but the clothes of the two girls were not a little messy, and there was no sign that the kind of picture he was expecting just now appeared.

Yang Jiawei smiled slyly, and suddenly became serious again: "Do you have time? Come out and drink some wine with your brother!"

With that, he held up a food box and a bottle of wine in his hand and showed them to Pang Jindong.

There was a smell of fragrance coming from the food box, and it seemed that there were several good dishes prepared inside.

Pang Jindong knew that Yang Jiawei was just a pretense for himself to drink, and his real purpose was to talk about something with him.

The two girls couldn't sleep well, so Pang Jindong agreed: "Okay!"

Yang Jiawei led Pang Jindong to an open space on the top of the mountain, arranged the wine and food, and poured Pang Jindong a glass of wine diligently, and then raised his glass: "Brother, accompany your Brother Yang to drink this cup!"

At this time, the temperature of Changqing Mountain will become very suitable at night, neither hot nor cold.

Looking up, you can see a crescent moon overhead, and you can look down at the forest under your feet. Feeling the autumn breeze around you and raising your glass is really an unpleasant thing.

It's just that if you know that dark clouds are constantly piling up in the sky, I am afraid that this scene is not so pleasant at this time.

The two drank three glasses of wine in a row and ate a few mouthfuls of food before they stopped throwing their glasses.

Yang Jiawei smiled slightly: "You Brother Yang and I have waited for a long time before we can finally see you in Changqing Mountain! Moreover, General Pang's biggest wish has finally come true!"

Pang Jindong sighed, observed Yang Jiawei's expression, and said tentatively: "I'm afraid my fourth grandfather's greatest wish is not only to find his relatives, right?!"

"When you sing about wine, life is geometric. Yang Jiawei's expression did not change at all, he just raised his glass and persuaded: "Brother, have another drink!"

Seeing that his temptation was ineffective, Pang Jindong simply stopped talking, drank the glass of wine, and made up his mind to see when the other party took the initiative to get the conversation to the point.

"For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past. Pang Jindong continued to recite, and then praised Yang Jiawei: "I didn't expect that Brother Yang was born and grew up in MD, and he loves traditional poetry so much!"

"Actually, I'm not from Huaxia, and I'm not a bold person...... Hearing Pang Jindong's words, Yang Jiawei's face suddenly changed, and the relaxed expression just now disappeared, and turned to some melancholy.

"Then you are ......" Pang Jindong frowned slightly, feeling quite strange, because in his own opinion, Yang Jiawei was almost indistinguishable from an ordinary Chinese.

"I am a Kachin ......" With a long sigh, Yang Jiawei continued: "My parents were mountain soldiers, and they were later killed by the MD government, and I was only three years old at that time! General Pang adopted me and always took me with him and raised me to adulthood! In fact, apart from my bloodline, I am basically no different from a Chinese or Kokang person!"

"So that's ......" Pang Jindong nodded slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to this guy.

The Kachin are an ethnic group in Southeast Asia, mainly found in the northern part of MD, the Assami province of India, and Yunnan in China.

The Jingpo and Lisu ethnic groups in China are of the same origin as the Kachin ethnic group of MD.

The term "mountain soldiers" by Yang Jiawei is the local term for Kachin soldiers, mainly the Kachin Independence Army, because the Kachin people are so adept at moving in the mountains.

Moreover, their range of activities is basically in the mountains, and whether they live or fight, they rarely have the opportunity to come out.

The Kachin were brave and warlike, and the British colonial government often hired young men from them, and during World War II, when the Allies returned from India to MD, the Kachin forces often played in the vanguard.

The Kachin Independence Army (KIA) is one of the largest local ethnic forces in MD and the most powerful in northern Myanmar, having been at war with MD government forces for decades.

In the 90s, they negotiated and signed the Armistice Agreement with the MD government, which gave them similar treatment to the Kokangs, and the area they controlled became known as the "Second Special Region of Kachin State".

But this submission was only superficial, and many in the army were dissatisfied with this "surrender line".

So far, if we do not take into account the Kokang Republican Army, which has always been ambiguous in its appearance, only the Kachin Independence Army (KIA) and the Karen (KREN) have not submitted to the government of the 17 ethnic minority groups in the MD.

When it comes to the Kachin Independence Army, we talk about the ethnic contradictions in the MD, which is the bane planted by the British and the Dongying people to a large extent.

When the British colonized the MD, they adopted the policy of "seven states and seven provinces" from the very beginning, dividing and ruling the MD, taking advantage of some historical contradictions, to sow discord between various ethnic minorities and the Burmese ethnic group, so as to consolidate their rule.

The Kachin at that time abandoned their traditional Buddhist beliefs and converted to Christianity, cooperating with the British against the Burmese.

Later, the Dongying occupation army also pursued the same policy, which induced the rise of MD national separatism.

After MD became independent from the British Commonwealth, the Kachin ethnic group also took the opportunity to demand independence, and in the sixties established the "Kachin Independence Army", as well as political parties "Kachin Government Organization" and "Kachin Political Party".

Yang Jiawei told Pang Jindong that Pang Wenlan had expanded his business to Kachin State, which is the main poppy-growing area in Kachin State.

It was at that time, after a battle, that Pang Wenlan met Yang Jiawei, who had just lost his parents.

Since the 90s, the Kachin Independence Army (KIA) has been prohibiting narcotics and not only prohibiting trafficking but also drug use, and all drug traffickers and drug addicts will be executed, and the means of execution are horrific.

As a result of their efforts, they were able to eliminate opium poppy cultivation and opium trafficking for a time, and even Pang Wenlan is now reluctant to set foot there.

This kind of life experience has brought Yang Jiawei, a descendant of mountain soldiers, and Pang Jindong, who also died of his parents since childhood, psychologically closer to each other.

On the other hand, Yang Jiawei also had a purpose in telling his life experience, that is, to cut the conversation to the point: "It is precisely because of the many rebels and the intricate ethnic relations that General Pang's Kokang Republican Army can survive and continue to grow and develop...... After a pause, Yang Jiawei suddenly asked: "What do you think of the Kokang Republican Army?"

"I've only been here for a day, so it's inconvenient to comment!" Pang Jindong really has no way to answer Yang Jiawei's question, one is because he really doesn't know enough about the situation, and the other is that he is worried that if his words are spread, they will be easily misinterpreted.

Yang Jiawei guessed Pang Jindong's psychology, looked around, and smiled indifferently: "Brother, don't worry, there is no third person here except you and me! No matter what you say, it comes from your mouth and into my ears, no one else will know, so let's just chat!"

"Since it's small talk, why does Brother Yang bother asking this question?!"

"Because I care about the future of the Kokang Republican Army, I hope to hear as many opinions as possible that can help us develop!"

Pang Jindong raised his eyebrows: "Is my opinion so important?"

"My brother is also a man who has been caught in the rain of bullets, and he must have a deep understanding of military affairs, and there is a good saying -- if you listen to it, you will know it!" Taking a deep breath, Yang Jiawei said slowly: "What's more, the trade of the Kokang Republican Army is not anyone's, but your uncle, General Pang." I believe that you also hope that this team is getting better and better, not getting worse and worse!"

"Since Brother Yang said so, I'll talk about my first impression......" Pang Jindong's gaze swept over Yang Jiawei's face, and said slowly: "Military discipline is strict, tactics are skillful, but the equipment is too poor!"

Yang Jiawei asked Pang Jindong's opinion, in fact, there is an unstated purpose. Pang Jindong also understood in his heart, but he pretended not to realize it on the surface.

Pang Jindong was about to continue, but Yang Jiawei waved his hand and interrupted: "Don't say good things, I hope my brother can say something more realistic, in other words, he can point out some shortcomings!"