The jungle of Myanmar, the humid and hot environment made Hu Feng feel very uncomfortable.

Sitting on his famine chariot, Hu Feng looked at the improvised wooden outpost not far ahead.

His Famine Chariot turned out to be unmanned, which was simply beautiful, the figure in the driver's seat was just a condensed illusion, and it was the Famine Energy that was really controlling the black Rolls-Royce.

His own car walks in the center, with four pure black Chevrolet Saabban SUVs in the front and rear.

When the convoy arrived at the checkpoint of the improvised post, it was immediately stopped, and two armed soldiers went to the window of the first car and demanded passports and passes in extremely unfluent English.

The windows of the car are lowered, and a demon in a black suit with a Hell employee card around his neck is revealed.

This trip to the Golden Triangle region, Hu Feng just wanted Hell to fulfill the previous transaction content and connect himself with those local reliable drug lords and warlords.

"Passports, passes are sandwiched inside, and we used to sell umbrellas. The demon said in Chinese, speaking extremely slowly.

The soldier took his passport and opened it to look at the thick wad of dollars and a note with the name of a big local drug lord warlord, a smile tugged at the corner of the soldier's mouth, and then looked at the demon in the car.

"Sell umbrellas, right?" said that, he waved his hand to the soldiers at the checkpoint, "Release and release, the documents are fine!"

As the wooden fence was removed, the black convoy successfully cleared the border and continued to drive towards the interior of the Golden Triangle.

"Wow, wow, it's like making a movie, are there really so many drug trafficking warlords here?"

Hu Mingjing sat beside Hu Feng, stretched out her head to look at the gun-wielding soldiers outside when she passed by the checkpoint, and then looked down at the lady's mini pistol in her hand, and then pouted.

"I don't like this gun, it's too small. ”

"Come on, I didn't want you to come with me, can't you take classes in Shenzhen, I'm not traveling!" Hu Feng glared at her when he heard this, and then snatched the small pistol in her hand, took out the magazine and looked at it.

Well, it's good if there are no bullets...

"I don't, I'm going to come along, and I'm not happy that you haven't been with me all this time. ”

Hu Feng shook his head helplessly, he had never successfully resisted this little girl's coquettishness.

"You'll follow me in a moment, don't run around, this is not a safe country, so don't leave my sight." ”

"Got it, I promise to be obedient and follow you like a little chick, hehe. ”

Hu Mingjing leaned on Hu Feng's shoulder, took out her mobile phone and started taking a selfie, as if she was about to post a positioning circle of friends.

After more than an hour, the convoy tossed and turned and finally reached the destination of the trip.

This is a small lake in the inner part of the Golden Triangle, where a militarized town was built.

The convoy stopped at a simple parking lot by the lake, which was said to be a parking lot, but in fact it was just a flat open space.

Demons dressed in black suits and armed with AKs or Uzi submachine guns got out of the car and pulled the door open for Hu Feng.

By the lake, the big warlord, who had already been informed in advance, stood there with his hands behind his back, with a wooden table in front of him with something on it, and behind him were also a dozen soldiers holding AKs.

"Moseley, didn't you Hell just finish this time, why, it sold out so quickly?"

The warlord looked at the commissioner of Hell and smirked a few times on his face with black sunglasses.

"No, this time the situation has changed, we will not do business with you in hell in the future, all the channels of supply we have with you have been transferred to this lord, and his people will come to trade with you in the future. ”

Hearing this, the warlord looked at Hu Feng, who was accompanying Hu Mingjing to take pictures by the lake, and then glanced at the twenty or so demons in suits holding submachine guns, and narrowed his eyes covered by black sunglasses.

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business first, I said you have a big heart, and you still take pictures when you come to the drug lord's nest. ”

Pulling Hu Mingjing, who was addicted to selfies, Hu Feng walked towards the big warlord.

"Have you told him everything? ”

"No, I can speak Chinese, and there are many guests from your country. The warlord said to Hu Feng.

For demons, people like him have long been accustomed to it, and the people who can generally get along with demons using their real identities are a group of ruthless characters who don't care about it.

Hu Feng nodded, took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette for himself, and handed one to the warlord opposite, but the latter did not answer.

There was a click, and the sound of loading and opening the safety sounded, and the pure demons disguised as humans under Hu Feng's command immediately changed their fierce expressions, and dark green evil flames also ignited in their eyes.

Grass! Don't give face, right! Really when you're a local drug lord and warlord with a big face?

Seeing this, the dozen or so soldiers behind the warlord also raised their guns with nervous expressions.

Hu Mingjing, who was beside Hu Feng, didn't care, she absolutely trusted Hu Feng, and she didn't worry about her safety, at this time, she was looking at the packets of heroin like bricks on the wooden table with a curious look.

The warlord pouted and stared at Hu Feng, but Hu Feng didn't care, continued to shake his hand, and motioned for him to take the cigarette.

"I only smoke cigars. The warlord said slowly.

Hu Feng shrugged, "Not anymore." ”

After a while, the warlord stretched out his hand and took over the Hibiscus King, which was sold for more than twenty yuan in the Celestial Empire, and took out a lighter and lit it.

Hu Feng immediately put on a smiling face, "That's right, so we can be friends." ”

"Can you eat what hell would be? I don't want to spend any more time looking for more buyers. The warlord chuckled again.

Hu Feng nodded, then raised his head and swept around, then pointed to the clearing across the lake.

"That's it, I'm going to build a warehouse there, and then you will put the goods there for me on time, and pay for the goods on arrival, and you don't need to worry about the rest, I will ask for as much as hell wants, and I'll see the situation later." ”

Although the warlord was surprised by Hu Feng's approach, he didn't ask too much, this group of demons always had some strange methods, and they were all used to it.

He pushed a pack of heroin bricks on the table, and handed Hu Feng a dagger.

"Then inspect the goods, high purity, you can also mix things and sell them. ”

Hu Feng took the dagger, thought about it, shook his head at the warlord in front of him with a smile, and stuck the dagger on the table.

"No need, you can do business with hell for so long, the quality is naturally fine, everything is business as usual, if there is any problem, I will come to you again." ”

The drug lord warlord laughed a few times when he heard this, and he didn't mind Hu Feng's side threat.

Now that the handover has been successfully completed and his biggest customer has found his next home, the warlord is obviously much more satisfied, and he has also put on a sincere smile, no longer the sword and crossbow just now.

"Very good, come on, my demon friend, I invite you to visit, is this young lady your lover? ”

Hu Feng pursed his lips, "This is my wife, not a lover." ”

The warlord was stunned when he heard this, but soon returned to normal.

Bring your wife to talk about business? This demon is really a maverick.

Hu Mingjing snorted a few times when she heard this, hugged Hu Feng's arm tightly, and glared at the warlord in front of her as if demonstratively, she didn't care about what Hu Feng bought and sold with this warlord, and now her mind is full of the sentence "She is my wife".

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