The focus of my eyes is on those in national costumes.

They were quick to do their work, unmoved, and occasionally, the corners of their mouths turned up slightly, like superior people in the auditorium enjoying the tenor singing.

They saw the crowd in shock, as if they were watching a performance.

The most interesting thing is that in the streets of China, where there is complete legal protection, you can often see the show of power, but you will never see it here. In this village, no one shouted at the greenskins with their chests up, "What can you do to me!" "Unless he's crazy.

"No, buddy, you said we didn't say we wouldn't pay back, look at what you're doing......"

Bang!

A woman began to speak softly, but the greenskin soldier still raised the muzzle of the gun without mercy and triggered it directly.

She fell straight to the ground, and the rest of the people all stopped talking nonsense, and immediately walked up to Little Happy, and each picked the smallest one, which was easier to swallow.

If what I see in the park is called 'Eryu Wu deceit', then what I see here can only be called 'cruel', and the cruelty is not beating around the bush at all, and it is straightforward and unacceptable.

And those people, unable to resist, began to have civil strife, and even two people scolded each other for the small pleasure of grabbing the smallest bag.

It's enduring.

The ability is great!

"Let's go, let's go!"

After the first batch of things to move out was packed, all the people in national costumes began to get up and run to the second thatched hut, and I was deliberately one step late, and watched the group get into the car and be sandwiched between three green pickup trucks, before one of the green skins kicked and stood up.

Luckily, I'm pretending to be deaf and dumb.

I also heard him say something I didn't understand with another Greenskin, I guess: "It's a lot of work to get a deaf and dumb person." "A kind.

In that thatched hut, there was another kind of little happiness, all of which were crystals, which were wrapped in plastic bags and put into woven bags. There is also a table in the room on which various experimental utensils are placed.

I don't know much about it, and I don't really know what those fancy liquids are.

My perception of this thing comes from national propaganda and the big brothers I saw when I was mixed with society.

By the way, I also have a source, which is an American TV series called "Breaking Bad", at that time I felt that the TV series had few lines and was not exciting, so I gave up after watching it for a while.

We walked out of the thatched hut with the crystals on our shoulders and put them back under the pergola, and Eminem, naked and began to pack them again, still using gram weighers and laminators, but this time, there were no mules to transport the goods.

The packaged goods were loaded directly from the pergola, and then covered with a rainproof cloth, and then blatantly pulled out of the village.

I don't know where these things are being shipped, but I do know that this place will be producing a steady stream of them.

At that moment, it was dawn.

"Eat, eat!"

A group of Wa women came with wooden barrels, others with wooden bowls and spoons.

Not to mention, the food here is better than in the park, and the green-skinned soldiers provided us with a bucket full of curry rice and a whole bucket of sour honey meat, and a lot of cucumbers mixed with chili peppers in the third bucket.

I peeked at the greenskins' food, and they ate exactly the same food as our group.

I seem to know why those people came to join the army, at least not here.

I was eating with my head bored, and the guy came to my side, and asked very cautiously with his rice bowl: "Did you open your mouth to speak?" ”

There was no one next to us, and he said the Chinese sentence in the lowest voice.

I didn't dare answer, I just shook my head.

"Just now, a soldier asked me if you are really deaf and mute, and I was shocked."

"Remember, no matter what, you can't open your mouth if you are killed, do you hear?"

I nodded again.

When the meal was finished, and everyone was given an hour's rest, when they fell asleep under the gazebo, and the men and women lay down so casually, and no one cared whether they were clothed or not.

When I woke up again, I saw a few people in white coats entering the room full of glassware, and at the same time, the group of green-skinned soldiers picked a few Wa people who could be named and walked in to help, and we, who should be boiling poppies, should sell bitter and vigorous.

It was so busy until noon, and after getting enough goods out of those rooms, everyone stopped what they were doing.

"Everyone!"

An officer walked out of the village, still holding two stacks of dollars in his hand.

When he unwrapped the dollar in his hand, the two green-skinned soldiers behind him followed closely behind him and brought out a whole barrel of white powder and a whole woven bag of crystals.

"That's the end of today's work."

"As we agreed, you'll be paid $50 each."

"However, the general is very satisfied with the progress of your work, and is willing to increase the price to $100 per person!"

Can they be blamed for being willing to work for drug lords?

In Mengneng, you can't make much money a year as a soldier, but when you go to the drug lord, you can earn a hundred dollars by working overnight and taking out all morning!

"Or, you can pick up the equivalent and take it with you."

Eminem immediately stood up and said, "I don't want money, I want goods." At this point, I almost understood what the other thing she was trading in her little restaurant was.

Obviously, this thing is the factory price here, as long as it is taken out, there is a big profit gap.

When almost everyone had chosen to pick up the goods, he walked over to the officer and extended his hand as normal.

He chose the money.

And everyone else is healed, the scar forgets the pain!

The officer didn't hesitate either, took out two bills and handed them to him: "It's for the two of you, uh, don't you have to ask him if he chooses the goods?" ”

Without saying a word, he turned his head and handed me a hundred of the dollars.

This group of green soldiers treats the Wa people quite well, they don't beat or scold them at work, they don't even urge, and they will definitely not deduct money when they should give it, no wonder there are many people who are willing to give them eyeliner.

I pinched the hundred dollars in my hand, and continued to squat under the pergola with everyone, and the women who had entered the pergola had finally begun to get dressed after being inspected by the green-skinned soldiers, and at this moment, outside the village, another convoy had returned.

These vehicles were full of mud, just like following the mountain off-road, and the green soldiers on the car jumped down one by one after the car stopped.

The greenskins who handed out the money asked the leading soldier in the car, "Did you catch someone?" ”

"Where to catch it? There are more than 100 hills that can be seen in our area, and it is not easy to hide individuals? ”

"What then?"

"What else can I do? Can he hide in the mountains for the rest of his life? Isn't it going to be on the street sooner or later? With this kind of person's understanding of Mengneng, as long as he appears on the street, he will be caught, don't worry. ”

"Could he have escaped already?"

"Impossible!"

"If you want to escape from the mountains, you can only pass through us, have you seen anyone?"

He slowly walked up to me at this point and said, "Catch you." ”

I quickly lowered my head, pretended to be stupid, turned around, found a straw stick under the pergola, and scribbled on the ground at random.

"Wait a minute."

The officer who paid us came over and said like a pig: "Now, everyone get in the car, and the driver will send you back, all of you get in the car." ”

And I, watching him rush over to the other boy, muttered, "Send him away tonight and kill him on the way!" "It's Burmese.

"Don't worry."

As the two spoke, they stepped into the back of the pickup truck, and at this moment, there was a 'snap', and a golden watch fell to the ground.

The officer in charge of giving them the money bent down to pick up the watch, and at that time, I saw nervousness written all over their faces.

"Which of you watches?"

"Or did someone exchange this thing for something when they went to your village?"

"It's a fake watch, you've been deceived."

(End of chapter)