The bamboo raft drew ashore, Qing Mu jumped onto the river beach. The water behind him is still the same, the surrounding green hills have not changed color, everything is the same as the other side, but he is already standing on the land of Myanmar and Vietnam.

When passing by the outpost, the Burmese soldier in the wooden house poked out his head and murmured a few questions in Burmese.

Aoki actually understood.

He didn't know how many things were hidden in his strange mind. Prior to this, he had proven that he could speak at least Chinese, English, Japanese and a few local dialects, and now he has one more Burmese.

If I learned it when I was a child, I have a good basic knowledge, good English, and Japanese exaggerated. Now what the **** is this Burmese?

If he was born a linguistic genius, he could understand all the languages ​​as soon as he heard it. Although he was bizarre and unobtrusive, he couldn't understand the dialect of Ruihekou. What do you say?

Aoki laughed mockingly, and then grumbled to the sentry in Burmese. The sentry waved his hand to beckon him to pass, and then clicked and closed the cabin window.

The shortest path from Nangou River to Masuba is about 100 miles. If you walk, you will have to walk a whole day at the earliest to get there. Muka was answered, and Aoki saw him from a distance and got into a jeep shortly after he left the post.

To catch up with Muka, at least catch up with Poppy before he gets hurt, Aoki must find a car.

He walked forward about a mile, and there was a village there. At the entrance of the village, there was a brand-new motorcycle parked at the door of the first house. A small, dark man was drying medicinal herbs in the open space in front of the house.

Aoki walked over and pointed to the motorcycle and said in Burmese, "Hey, lend me this car."

The owner glanced at him inexplicably and asked, "Who are you?"

"Give me the car keys! My name is Aoki." Aoki said.

For some reason, the owner did not resist at all, and obediently handed over the car keys.

Aoki got on the motorcycle, started the car, and asked, "How much is this car?"

"Five hundred thousand kyats, a very good car, for my son's marriage." The man smiled slyly.

"Oh, is your son getting married?"

"Yes, next month."

"Understood, I will pay you back before we get married." Aoki loosened the clutch, and the motorcycle slammed out of the village, heading towards Masuba.

Motors drive fast and are more agile than cars on rugged and narrow mountain roads.

Aoki didn’t even loosen the accelerator too much all the way, and several times dangerously avoided the trucks on the road, provoking the angry drivers to curse. Lost a trace after the next corner.

However, he still failed to catch up with Muka's jeep before entering Masu Dam. The next question was how to find Muka.

The name of Masuba sounds like a small dam, but relying on the opium business, it is already the largest city in northern Myanmar. Even in the entire Golden Triangle, it is also a well-known tobacco and hemp production base.

While riding a motorcycle around the streets and alleys, Aoki wondered where Muka would take the poppies?

Muka said that he would inject new drugs into the beauties, so he would definitely go to his laboratory. Aoki asked a few passers-by, in order to grab time, they used to hypnotize them directly, but they didn’t know much about Muka and the laboratory, but they all knew that Wu Sotun had a big house, like a castle, there were many Guarded by heavily armed soldiers.

Since I couldn't find Muka, I went straight to Wu Suotun's lair. Through Wu Suotun, I can always find Muka's trace.

When he was planning this, suddenly a madman in torn clothes rushed over and screamed and danced in front of him.

Aoki took a closer look. Isn't this the crazy beggar who is shut next to him in the cave? That is the one who rescued the poppies from the Mangdian Hotel. I don't know how he got to Masuba after he escaped from the cage?

"Did you see the beauty?" Aoki asked.

The lunatic was taken aback for a moment, and nodded immediately: "Beauty, beauty."

Aoki hurriedly asked where he was. The madman pointed his finger to the west, screaming "beautiful beauty" in his mouth.

Aoki motioned for him to get in the car, and he used the motorcycle to drive the madman, and let him show the way, all the way to a gloomy old street in Baxi.

There are many exposed women standing in the doorway on the old street, some are smoking, some are eating melon seeds, and when a man walks by on the street, she winks. Whenever a man shows a little bit of meaning, the woman will lean up and squeeze him to the cabin behind.

Aoki parked his motorcycle at the entrance of the street and walked in with the madman.

The women naturally glared at them, but they looked like a beggar. Although the young people who followed looked handsome and cool, but the shabby dress was not destined to bring them business, so their eyes showed contempt and contempt. Impatient, as if she wasted her expression.

Several women also shouted, "Hey, do you have any money for the beggar? Come in and play for a while if you have money!"

The madman walked forward with his head down, dare not even look at it.

The women laughed.

"It's cheap for you. I'll do it for five thousand kyats. It's cool for you!"

"Is it a place? If it is a place, I will pay a thousand!"

"Oh, you are crazy, you can't take it everywhere, it's so dirty, like a carrot pulled out of the mud, who can put it in!"

The lunatic's head lowered lower.

The women laughed more and more.

But their smiles quickly stiffened on their faces, because they saw that the young man wearing a flip flop took out a large wad of banknotes and threw them out.

The red banknotes were blown into the air by the wind, like autumn leaves.

I don't know who was the first to shout "Grab!" A dozen women all ran to the center of the street and grabbed the money.

At first everyone picked up their own things, but then they competed with each other, from pushing and shoving to fighting, the thin clothes were torn to tears, and the long nails scratched the heavily-makeup faces into grimacing faces.

"Hey! Look, what did we pick up?" someone shouted in panic.

The scarred and disheveled women calmed down. After a closer look, their pockets and handbags were full of leaves. Where is a banknote?

They looked towards the end of the street in shock. The two beggars had long since disappeared.

A gust of wind came, and many fallen leaves were flying in the air.

…

The madman took Aoki into a deep alley that exuded a musty smell. On both sides of the alley were courtyards surrounded by low walls, and most of the courtyard doors were closed.

A skinny man with tattoos was smoking against the wall in the alley. He saw the madman and cursed: "Why are you the stinky beggar again! Didn't you just ask you to go away? No one here will give you money Yes, I will break your leg again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a slender and strong hand stretched out, grabbed his neck, and slammed him against the wall.

"Where are Muka and that little girl?" Aoki asked.

The man flushed and frightened, "Do you know what this place is? If you don't let go, you will die ugly after a while!"

"I just ask you, where are Muka and that little girl?" Aoki's fingers tightened. He didn't use mental power, and he didn't need to use mental power at all to deal with this kind of smoker who smoked a lot of cigarettes every day.

The thin man was pinched out of breath, and had no strength to resist. He pointed to a door in the middle of the alley and said: "In...inside...talking...business."

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