Hou Zhengdong took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, it was still early, Peng Jiafu had almost finished the meeting, and he should say goodbye to him in person out of politeness before leaving, just making a phone call to say goodbye, it seems a little hasty, after all, the other party is the famous Kokang King.

The streets of the old street are a little messy, almost every intersection looks the same, plus the yard where Peng Jiafu lives is very ordinary, not much different from ordinary residents, Hou Zhengdong is not familiar with the terrain nearby, and he has not found that place for a long time.

Hou Zhengdong stood at the crossroads, looking at the surrounding environment, recalling in his mind the appearance of the car when it came out in the morning, which seemed to be vaguely similar to the place in front of him.

A noisy sound sounded, mixed with a sharp woman's scream, speaking it seemed to be in English, Hou Zhengdong was stunned, the impression that few Westerners came to the Golden Triangle, most of the people who came to Myanmar were Japanese and Chinese, unless Westerners were mercenaries, or those reporters who claimed to be righteous.

The military clash that took place in the morning, and reporters came so soon, could it be that someone carefully set up a bureau for Kokang?

Thinking about this, Hou Zhengdong's brows furrowed, he didn't have much contact with Peng Jiafu, but he admired this persistent old man very much, and Peng Huiming, this girl is good to herself, and she can't watch those foreigners take the opportunity to touch the dark and be bold.

Hou Zhengdong walked over with his legs, and saw a blonde and blue-eyed beauty holding a camera in his hand and slamming the crowd in the middle of the crowd were two tall and strong Western men, and a tall female black reporter, her white shirt was pulled off two buttons, revealing the black underwear inside.

The expression on her face was very angry, her eyes were filled with a deep sadness, combined with her posture with her hands raised, and most coincidentally, she happened to be facing the blonde woman, and she didn't have to think about it to know that this scene would definitely be captured, and when the time came, with the inflammatory headline, this black female reporter would inevitably make the front page of the major mainstream Western media newspapers.

Hou Zhengdong ignored the black female reporter, so she posed under the protection of two strong men, and walked straight to the blonde and blue-eyed beauty reporter, the female reporter subconsciously grabbed the camera with both hands, and glanced at Hou Zhengdong vigilantly, "What are you going to do?" ”

The beautiful reporter speaks fluent English, her face is very beautiful, she looks a little like a Hollywood star, her beautiful big eyes are staring at Hou Zhengdong tightly, and her plump breasts are violently slumping together.

"What do you guys do?"

Hou Zhengdong slowly took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, looked back at a few Westerners surrounded by the crowd, and slowly showed a smile on his face.

In the newspapers of Westerners, the Golden Triangle is the biggest crow in the world. The people of Lao Cai naturally have no good impression of these so-called reporters in the West.

"I, we are reporters, I want to learn about the anti-drug situation in the Golden Triangle, my name is Miley."

Seeing that there were more and more people gathered, and her three companions were already submerged in the crowd, she couldn't help but get nervous, and her voice trembled slightly, "Sir, my companions are surrounded, please help, I can give you money, I can give you dollars." ”

"Miss Miley, don't worry, your companion will be fine."

Hou Zhengdong smiled, shook his head slowly, raised his hand and stuffed the cigarette into his mouth and took a puff, "Actually, if you really want to know about the situation here, I can take you to meet the King of Kokang, which is definitely more important than you interviewing a few ordinary people here." ”

After confirming that Miley and these people were journalists, Hou Zhengdong had an idea in his heart, instead of turning away these Western reporters, he should take the initiative to invite them to have a face-to-face conversation with Peng Jiafu, so that they could understand Peng Jiafu's governing strategy, understand the operation of the first special zone of Shan State, and so on.

It is better to take the initiative to invite reporters into the door, talk with them freely, and present them with a real courage and a real Golden Triangle, especially since Peng Jiafu is the first leader in the Golden Triangle to implement a ban on opium poppy cultivation in his own jurisdiction.

"Oh, really, what you said is true, how much money do you want?"

Miley was excited, let go of her right hand that was gripping the camera, and held Hou Zhengdong's hand hard, she forgot that a moment ago she was still wary that Hou Zhengdong would snatch the camera in her hand.

"Of course, I have a request."

Hou Zhengdong smiled and shook his head, "First, after you go back, you must write according to the facts, and you can't smear us at will, and second, you must sue me Who notified you to come to Kokang?" ”

Miley was stunned when she heard this, raised her head and looked at Hou Zhengdong in a daze, opened her mouth to speak, Hou Zhengdong shook his head, turned around and stretched out his hand to point at the crowd, "I don't think you have much time to think about it, your companion is just afraid that he won't last long." ”

Miley followed Hou Zhengdong's finger and looked at Hou Zhengdong's eyes, her eyes widened in astonishment, two of her three companions were no longer visible, and only Jensen, the big man of the Navy SEALs, was still fighting with people.

Jensen is worthy of being a retired soldier of the Navy SEALs, with amazing combat effectiveness, and the people who fought with him were quickly beaten to the ground by him, but no matter how powerful he was, there were more and more onlookers, and the final outcome could be imagined.

"Sir, can you save my friend first, my friend who is standing is called Jensen, he won't last long."

Miley was anxious, and stretched out her hand to point at Jensen, who was being besieged by several people, "You can negotiate how much money you want." ”

Hou Zhengdong nodded, turned around and walked hurriedly, but before he could walk over, he saw the crowd of onlookers disperse like a tide, vacating a large area, and two of Miley's companions were lying on the ground, among which the black female reporter's clothes were torn, revealing black sexy underwear.

And the big man was lying on the ground with his head broken and bleeding, next to a bloodstained brick, and in the scuffle just now, he didn't know who gave him a brick, and he directly knocked the goods unconscious.

"Foreign devils, we dare not welcome you, especially you Western journalists."

A middle-aged man wearing an old camouflage vest and black shorts slowly walked up to Jensen and looked at him, then slowly stepped aside and opened the stance, the index finger of his right hand flipped to Jensen and hooked his finger, "Now I give you a chance, as long as you win against me, you can leave!" ”

"Jensen, stop, stop."

Miley was stunned when she saw this, she knew that Jensen was a warrior of the Navy SEALs, and ordinary three or five fighters were not his opponents, although the middle-aged uncle in front of him looked strong, but standing in front of Jensen, it was like a mouse standing in front of an elephant.

Originally, the brave people didn't like them Westerners very much, and if Jensen injured the middle-aged uncle in front of him, he didn't think he would be able to leave safely.

Hou Zhengdong watched the middle-aged uncle pull off the stance, and his heart couldn't help jumping.