Los Angeles, Fourth Ring Road.

Temporary headquarters.

The leaders of Islam are having a gloomy face at the moment.

There were more than a dozen people standing beside the leader, and none of them dared to speak. They all know the leader very well, once the other party has a gloomy face, they want to kill, and whoever takes the initiative to provoke the other party at this time will die a miserable death. So, be smart, be sensible, be eye-catching, and don't provoke the other party.

"I don't understand, why did I fail? I didn't even send a letter back, and I don't know what happened at that time. It's a very passive feeling!" the leader said.

Bang, bang, bang!

There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in!" the leader said as he slammed into the doorway.

With a creak, the door opened, and a figure slowly walked in.

"What's the matter?" the leader asked at the man.

"Boss, I found out that Uncle Peter has added a convoy to his side, an old acquaintance. The man said.

"There are only two guards in total, and if you want to say that you are an old acquaintance, then you are undoubtedly women. It means that Uncle Peter is looking for a woman to act as his bodyguard. The leader shrugged.

"Adults are smart, and I don't need to say that it's already the truth. The man said.

The leader raised his hand and a bullet pierced the man's head.

The people standing in the room did not dare to gasp, they did not even say a word now.

"You have remembered for me that if you are still stupid from now on, then this person's fate will be your fate. The leader shouted at the crowd.

"Yes!" everyone lined up.

"It's a woman again, then it's undoubtedly Ye Ren again. Every time there is him, things will definitely not go smoothly, what can I do? I can't turn a blind eye, damn it!"

The leader took out his mobile phone, he wanted to call IS, since Ye Ren was everyone's enemy, he was looking for it, if everyone came up with a plan together, Ye Ren This guy is too much of a hindrance, he can't continue to wait, and Ye Ren must be eliminated.

The Fourth Ring Road, downtown area.

In a western restaurant, Uncle Peter sat down, and Yeren and Churchill stood beside him, looking around with wary eyes.

A middle-aged man appeared, and he walked slowly towards Uncle Peter.

The man came to Uncle Peter and stood still.

"Hey, brute. The two fisted each other, then slammed them on each other's shoulders.

The two sat down.

"Peter, I heard you almost got killed, my heart is called a fuck. What will happen to my arms if you are killed? Uncle said.

"Arms, it's not a thing, the key is that you have to take it. As long as you are on the high seas, you can take whatever you want, and this key link is, aren't you Kokang at the confluence of Burma and North Korea? How can you let me give you things? I can't say that I drove the helicopter over and threw it from the sky to the mountain, right?" said Peter.

"It's also a nuisance. Uncle fell into his thoughts. Kokang's life has not been very good lately, everyone has the same weapons, and their number is much smaller than others, so they have no choice but to go up to the mountains to fight guerrilla warfare. It wasn't a matter of going on like this, they thought of weapons, they thought of Uncle Peter. Subsequently, of course, it was an appointment to negotiate in the Celestial Empire. He thought that Uncle Peter would not come, but he never thought that the other party was coming, and he almost lost his life because of this negotiation.

"I'll give you an idea, okay? Uncle Peter looked at the uncle in front of him and said.

"Well, you say!" the uncle nodded.

"You need to fight back to your territory now, you need to come down from the mountains, but my weapons cannot be sent up. So, why don't you just sneak from the border into the sea in the middle of the Celestial Empire, and then, use speedboats to reach the high seas, and then I will equip you with weapons, and then send you directly back to Burma? Peter said.

"Are you really not afraid of international public opinion if you help me so much?" the uncle asked curiously.

"What am I afraid of? I'm just selling you weapons. Then, to sell, of course, to give it away. I'm just sending weapons to Burma, but you don't have to be ashamed to get on my boat, this is the first time, it's because I didn't set up rules. From now on, if anyone still gets on my boat, I will fight directly. Peter said.

"Thank you!" the uncle choked. In Myanmar, life is really difficult, looking at the situation in front of him, if he continues to develop, his people will not be able to withstand the attrition, and they will definitely be defeated. Now, Uncle Peter is his chance.

"You're all old people, older than me, and you're still crying?" Peter glanced at his uncle.

"You don't know what kind of life I'm living now, watching these my brothers die one by one, I can't do anything. If you continue to consume, my people will die more. I'm not trying to overthrow him, it's the battle he unilaterally provoked when he sees me unhappy, I'm just a passive defense, that's it, I won't live long, you are my savior, please accept my worship. As he spoke, the uncle stood up, and then he was about to kneel on the ground.

"Oh, old brother, I'm sad that you're like this. Uncle Peter was quick-eyed and immediately gestured to Churchill, and then Churchill helped him up.

The deal was settled, and Uncle Peter wandered down the road with two bodyguards.

"Ye Ren!" Uncle Peter looked at Ye Ren.

"I'm here!" Ye Ren said.

"Have you ever thought about finding a job with a high salary, as long as you are by my side, with an annual salary of 50 million, no taxes and no commission. Peter said.

"I love what I do now. Ye Ren said.

Uncle Peter's salary for Ye Ren is very high, and his personal bodyguard is 100,000 a day, 3 million a month, and 36 million a year. Moreover, Ye Ren can't have 100,000 jobs to do every day, and Qiao Yun still has to take a cut. How much does he only earn in a year? 100 million is a lot, this is still based on the recent uneven situation, but as soon as he made a move, he gave the other party one-half, this is really the last price, it is really the limit of what he can bear.

"Okay, I'm not going to make it difficult!" Peter smiled.

Time passes, night!

Uncle Peter lives in a big seven-star hotel, and when he returns, he even has people registered. If it weren't for him to say hello, Sun Yue and the others would not have been able to blend in, no matter how beautiful they were.

Uncle Peter is a warm-hearted uncle, and if you keep him safe, he will give you the best conditions. Within the price range of three thousand yuan a day, he opened a full five rooms for Sun Yue and others. As for himself, there is a guest bedroom in the presidential suite, and the sofa is also very large, and the guest bedroom and sofa are divided between Yeren and Churchill themselves.

Uncle Peter went to his room and went to sleep.

Yeren and Churchill sat on the sofa, neither of them wanting to sleep.

"Why don't you sleep?" Ye Ren looked at Churchill.

"I don't think it's a peaceful day, but now that I'm sleeping, I'll have to get up in a while, and I'm very passive. Churchill said.

"The two of us thought of going together, and the daytime was just the beginning, and the night, there was definitely more. Ye Ren said.

"Logically speaking, the deal has been negotiated, and the other party will not come back, right?

"Is it the same department as the Burmese government?" Ye Ren rolled his eyes.

"Isn't it all the border of the Celestial Empire? isn't it a department?" asked Churchill Fox.

"One east and one west, two extremes. From here to the headquarters, two days, from here to Burma, two days, and in both directions, do you think that is a department's business?" Ye Ren's geography is not good, so now he can only talk about things with the direction and time of the other party's popular science geography.

"Then since it has nothing to do with the Burmese government, why did they attack Peter?" Churchill was at a loss.

"There is a saying in the international mercenary market that if you have mastered Peter, you have mastered the combat orientation of a small country. It is an armed force that has defected, and of course they want to have their own territory and establish their own country like Outer Mongolia. What should they do if they don't have weapons? If they spend money to buy them, they may not be able to afford them, and if they buy less, there is no point in buying less, and without the support of tanks and helicopter gunships, they can do something with just a few guns and ammunition? Everyone can succeed, and the Celestial Empire will be over. So, master Uncle Peter. Ye Ren said.

"Does that mean that the other party has to trouble Uncle Peter, and must master him?" asked Churchill again.

"It's my speculation, but I don't think it's far from ten. Ye Ren said.

"Why don't you persuade Uncle Peter to hurry up?" Churchill suggested.

"If you can persuade you, that's the best way to do it. Ye Ren nodded.

"I can't handle it. Churchill shook his head.

"I'll sleep, you keep vigil, and we'll change shifts at twelve o'clock. Ye Ren closed his eyes.

Churchill looked to the door, vigil.

Time passed, and at about eleven fifty, Churchill pushed Ye Ren.

Suddenly, Ye Ren sat up, and he held the submachine gun hanging from his chest in the palm of his hand.

Churchill gestured to the door and window to Yeren.

Ye Ren nodded.

Churchill approached the gate, and Yeren approached the window.

What should come will still come, and you can't hide from it.

Ye Ren took a deep breath, and slowly, he turned off the safety of the gun.