Mengneng, shantytown.

Police Chief Haika was talking to Naha inside the cordon, and when he said that, the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

The two of them were talking about Bjea.

"Who doesn't envy him?" This is what the Wa leader said, and after speaking, he crushed the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground a few times: "I also envy." ”

"In the past, he was Lao Qiao's 'second general', and now he is Xu Ye's brother, we are tired and tired all day, and we have to protect him like a child,."

Naha lowered his head and spit out all the smoke: "No, it feels so good to have someone to protect you." ”

He raised his head and said: "Touman, I'm not so ambitious, I don't think people have to be the king of the landlord, if I can find someone who is willing to protect us to get a 'stick', even if it is a knife that people hold in their hands if they donate their brains, I can recognize it." ”

"I'm thinking about it." After Banbu's persuasion and the hints of his subordinate Naha, the leader of the Wa tribe never revealed his true thoughts, but said to Naha: "Go, explain our plan to the young master, don't go wrong in a while." ”

"Okay." Naha walked over.

……

The real life of the people of Mengneng is not in the high-rise buildings, but in the shantytowns in the county.

A shantytown is not actually a district, but a residential area made of wooden planks. Here, the most magnificent building is the courtyard of the Wa chief's house, for them, this is the real Mengneng.

In addition to the chaos caused by the development of Mengneng and the increase in the number of merchants, it is actually the shantytowns that are even more chaotic.

The population here is increasing in an incomprehensible number almost every day, and the newly built wooden houses do not need to apply to the government at all, and the Wa people do not have the so-called 'illegal construction' in their minds, and they just stretch all the way to the edge of the city.

The rich would spend some money to buy houses close to the city, while the poor would use their Wa status to buy four boxes of gifts to visit the Wa leaders and the big families, and after getting their approval, they could build their own houses around the Wa settlements.

What?

How much does it cost to buy land?

The head of the Wa people will handle it, besides, the soup noodles are fried noodles, what kind of money do you want?

Their reward to the head man is that at the moment when the head person needs to use people, you have no right to refuse. For example, when the head man promised to give Mengneng's army a total of 1,000 strong, the old Wa residents living in Mengneng were hardly out, and all the new Wa people were thrown out.

When the head person needs news, all the Wa people will go to the streets without pay, and ask from door to door as fellow villagers.

You must know that they charge for being an eyeliner in the park, and they will only report what they see and hear, but if they are an eyeliner for the Wa people, they will make the greatest efforts, and they have to go out to inquire about what they can't see, and they don't take a penny.

Over time, they formed their own power, and their relationship with the Mengneng government was a bit like the black community run by the white people in Eagle Sauce, where they had their own rules, and they just cooperated with you on the surface.

Of course, they also have their own envy in their eyes.

is like Yang Rong, who can walk sideways in Mengneng in a military uniform, Bu Zhea, who does not lead many soldiers but can be admired in his military career, and the Wa leader who has become the chief of police and actually controls the entire Wa shantytown.

Here, almost all Wa men want to be them; But Wa women always hold their mobile phones in the hope of meeting a few men from the East on the software.

"Hey."

In the sun, a dark-skinned girl in a shabby cloth shirt is sitting under the eaves of her house playing with her mobile phone, and under her ass is not a bench, but a random stone.

When the girl looked away, the first thing she saw was a pair of military boots, which were very common in shanty towns, and with such a man, at most, he was a little more majestic, and it was impossible to lose any practical benefits, so the girl didn't take it seriously.

Looking up again, it was a military uniform that looked similar to usual......

The Wa girl pursed her lips, she didn't like to be accosted by such men, they could neither talk nicely nor take a lot of money out of their pockets.

"Go back to the house, and don't come out if you hear anything."

You can see that face!

The girl stood up at once!

"Bjea!"

Living in the Wa shanty town of Mengneng, who doesn't know Burea?

He's like a star...... The stars shine like stars in the eyes of all ordinary Wa people.

"Moving?"

The girl slowly got up and walked to the house, but after entering the house, she poked her head out of the window.

Bjea walked forward like this, and when a child with snot marks in the middle of a person who could only run side by side through the small alley between the two of them, he grabbed someone's clothes and lifted them up, deliberately pretending to be vicious and scolded: "Go home!" ”

"Ahh

The child cried out in his hands, and the moment he was put down, it was like a hornet pricking his buttocks, and he ran behind Břea.

"Hehe......"

Only then did Bjea laugh out loud as he looked at the running figure of the child under the shadows.

Like, finally a little happier.

At this moment, he glanced back at the entire alley, saw that there was no longer a human figure as far as the naked eye could see, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked forward whistling.

It just so happened that at this time, the sound of footsteps behind him was frequent, and a whole team of people in police uniforms rushed in with guns behind him!

At that moment, Bzhea unbuttoned his military jacket as he was marching and threw it on the ground.

After the replaced army green tactical vest on his body was revealed, a heavily armed iron-blooded tough guy appeared in the sunlight.

On the tactical vest, there are four pistol magazines with a full magazine on the abdomen, a stun bomb on the edge, and a military dagger with a blood groove and serrations on the other side, the main one cannot be stitched.

When such a Bjea appeared at the very end of the row of houses, and saw that the group of policemen surrounded a room, he turned around in front of the wooden house, and the whole action was naturally like going back to his own house, and he raised his hand and pushed towards the door.

The door didn't move, as if something had been pinned down.

Bjea took a step back and jerked his leg up—bump!

With a kick, the door collapsed in an instant, and the house was full of smoke and dust.

In the sunlight, the dust jumped in the light, and Bjea stepped into the room, his eyes full of people looking at him in shock, and he swept his eyes around, six in all, no more, no less.

"You ......"

Before he said two words, a man who had just woken up pulled out an MP5 under his body, holding it with one hand and not even matching the stubble, and fired directly!

Dada!

"Holy!"

Unable to avoid it, he couldn't dodge, and he craned his neck and stood up his shoulders and slammed into the plank wall next to him—click!

The whole person jumped up, broke the wooden plank on the wall, and slammed it on the floor of the uninhabited room next door, and then looked at the wooden plank wall, and the bullet pierced countless bullet holes with bullets, and there was light in every place.

Bjea quickly drew his pistol, lay on the ground across the plank, and pulled the trigger at the place he remembered, and the pistol was obedient in his hand without shaking for a moment, and continued to fire.

Bump, bump, bump!

He couldn't see that he had hit or not, but his ears were inopportunely reminded of the roar of the gun—empty!

The wooden planks were directly shattered, and the good wall was forced to blast out a large hole, and there were small bullet holes around it.

Shotgun!!

After the gunshot, Bjea got up on the spot, and before he got up, he slammed his shoulder into the door, broke the lock, and a thriving man rushed out, and immediately lowered his upper body.

When the leader of the Wa tribe saw that Burea had a gray face and let people take bullets out, he immediately stretched out his hand in front of his nose to drive away the dust, and pouted his mouth and asked, "Young master, have you had enough?" ”

Bjea was so angry that before he could reply, he felt a figure appear in his afterglow, and when he was about to raise his gun to aim, he just fixed his eyes on the man, only to see a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy slapping him in the face with a pistol.

"It's still recorded!"

Bjea scolded angrily.

Naha turned his head and glanced at Haika: "Touren, you said that if we are like Brea one day, will Xu Ye also protect us like this?" ”

The Wa leader didn't want to respond directly: "Yes." ”

"Of course he would......"

Naha answered, "Otherwise, we ......."

The leader of the Wa tribe put his arm around Naha's shoulders and took him into his arms: "But no matter how big Kunpeng's wings are, it's just a place for the fledglings!" ”

After saying this, the leader of the Wa tribe let go of his hand as if he sensed something, and threw out a sentence: "You let me think again." ”

Of course, he understood why Bzhea was stuffed, and he could see that someone was trying to take his heart.

But just so willingly bent his knees, there is always a place in his heart to feel ...... Defy! (End of chapter)