Unidentified attacks, all the drug dealers were on the ground, warning around, but the gunshots did not ring again.

"How many people are there in the other side?" Subaman was almost paralyzed.

"I don't know, the other side has a heavy weapon!"

"What weapon?"

"It seems that" Kun Ding squatted to the side of the bombarded drug box, and looked at the pieces of the cracked box and said: "It seems to be a type of grenade."

, "1 Buddy Grenade? Are you an idiot? The other party has thrown the thunder, you can't see anyone!?"

Kun Dang is a native of Ethiopia. Although he started playing with guns from a young age, the most contact is the cheap and practical AK47. In addition, it is an American carbine, a Russian pistol, a British blessing, and so on. Weapons, nothing more than grenade and light rocket launchers, naturally do not touch the unarmed firearms that will only be used in the war.

This kind of bursting bomb shot by Zhou Jian was originally prepared by the US government to deal with him. It was mainly used to deal with people. The bullets would be shocked and exploded when they were injected into the human body. Even if it was a German 11 tree, it would have to be shot. It can be used to hit a car, but you need to hit the fuel tank.

At this time, the bullet penetrated the drug box, and most of the pop-up shrapnel shot into the ground. A few of them appeared in front of Kun Dang and he did not know what it was.

The drug dealers spent a long time and the other party did not continue to attack.

Kun was willing to allocate the firepower of the neighboring village to support it. However, when he put his mobile phone on his ear, he made a scream, a bullet that did not know where to shoot it. His cell phone, his ears were all fragile and bloody.

Kun’s face was distorted, one hand licked his ear, and the body was twisted on the ground like a snake that was smashed into two segments.

"Shot in the woods! Kill them!"

I have already determined that the other person is hiding in the woods, but I don’t know how many people there are. The little scorpions climbed up from the ground, carrying a submachine gun and began to shoot into the woods.

"Crush in! Kill!" Kun dare biting his teeth and screaming. "Some of the people in the squad were throwing grenade into the woods, and then they rushed in, and Kun was afraid of being injured and fell to the end."

As for the Mafia in Europe, they came here to make deals. Seeing that the other party has even exploded three boxes of drugs, it is obviously a trouble to find Burmese drug lords. This has nothing to do with them.

Since the transaction can't be done, they naturally don't plan to follow the fire, and they are starting to guard and carefully retreat.

After rushing into the woods, Kun was also limping into the woods. However, at this time, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, and then he immediately lost consciousness.

At this time Pengcheng, the Côte d'Azur, "a" asks you a question, Burmese, where is your boss's usual hiding place? Tell me whisper. "Zhou Jian's deity holds a book, lowers his voice and asks he to leave, because it is a spiritual life." He can communicate with anyone, so he knows the language of the world.

Awkward from the face.

"There is this sentence: kill you if you don't say it. How do you say it in Burmese?"

Still shaking his head.

Zhou Jianyi slaps his head, he is an idiot, and only when he is in face-to-face communication, can he capture the spiritual information in the other's mind and ask her what Burmese is. She certainly does not.

"What happened, master?"

"Nothing." Zhou Jian shook his head and closed the book.

At this time, Chu light cloud cooked in the kitchen, Chu Keke was bored watching TV on the sofa, the little girl was aiming at the remote control, and the channel changed quickly.

"Zhou Jian brother, why are you keeping me and my sister at home?" Seeing Zhou Jian coming out of the room, Chu Keke asked.

Zhou Jian smiled and had not had time to explain. Chu Yunyun, who was washing vegetables in the kitchen, smiled and said: "I don't like to let you go to school. You are not happy at home now?"

Chu Keke snorted: "It is good to not go to school, but it is boring to stay at home for several days."

"Okay, that's called school."

,"Never!"

"Then you are honestly staying!" Chu Qingyun said with no anger.

When I had dinner last night, Zhou Jian suddenly said that he had already bought food in the refrigerator. From tomorrow, everyone must stay at home.

For this sudden decision, Chu Xiaoyun’s reaction was just to call Su Xiaoqian, let her handle the affairs during the time when she was not in the company, and decided not to tell herself.

As for what reason Zhou Jian made this decision, Chu Qingyun did not ask even if he asked, even if he did not ask Chu Qingyun, he probably guessed it. It was nothing but revenge for vendetta, but as long as Zhou Jianan was well Staying at home, not going out and chaos, she has nothing to worry about.

"A Jian, help me wash the tomatoes."

"Oh, come, wash a few?" "Two good, recently just learned the tomato egg soup, and you can taste it later."

"What are your bosses' usual hiding places? Translate to him." At this time in Myanmar, the ghost avatars awake the stunned Kun Dang, found a local Burmese translator and began to ask him.

The translator was scared enough, but seeing the young man in front of him was fierce and guilty. He still had a gun in his hand and had to translate it.

"He said that his wife's residence is only known to his wife and personal bodyguards, and the rest are just talking to him." The translator said to Zhou Jian after talking to Kun.

"Yes, hehe, tell him, if you don't say it, you will die."

The translation of the neck is shrinking, and it feels cool behind, but after looking at the gun in Zhou Jian’s hand, it is still a translation of the war. At the same time, Zhou Jian put the gun in the xiong mouth of Kunming.

Kun dared to look at Zhou Jian with resentment. "I really don't know!"

"I count three times, three, two, one"

When Zhou Jian counted the last number, Kun Dang suddenly grabbed the hand of Zhou Jian with a gun and then screwed it over. One side of the body pulled out a butterfly sickle at the same time, aiming at Zhou Jian’s. The stomach was inserted in the past.

However, just halfway through his knife, he only felt that his neck was wiped out, and then the vision blurred for a moment, and the body lost strength, so it fell so softly.

Zhou Jian sighed. It seems that this guy really doesn't know. The previous Burmese translation was correct. It is not easy to find Subman.

The Burmese translation was so scared that there was no blood, and it was on the ground. "Big Brother, don't kill me, I haven't seen anything."

Zhou Jian cried and laughed. "I have said that I want to kill you?"

Before he came to Burma this time, he chose the easy-to-follow game in the game. In fact, it was not to prevent Kun, but to avoid the troubles caused by accidentally getting into the newspaper, causing unnecessary trouble. After all, although traffic is blocked, but here is concerned. There are many forces.

The Burmese translator still dared not get up, and he was trembling, because he watched the movie and knew that many killing demons said that they would not kill you, but they would shoot when you turned around and ran.

However, he squatted on the ground for a long time and did not see any movement. Then he looked up and found that the Chinese youth had disappeared. On the ground, where he had just squatted, he pressed a hundred-dollar bill with stones. .

The translation stared at the banknote, swallowed for a long time, finally bite his teeth, took a banknote into his pocket, and then stumbled and climbed out, desperately running down the hill. "What? Kun dare disappeared. ”

"..."

"You waste!"

"..."

"I am too lazy to listen to your explanation, not to find it!"

"..."

Suspending the phone, Su Baman was completely angry, and the other party was deliberately disgusting with him.

He guessed that there were not many other people, but he was a good man.

Just pick them up and it's easy to get rid of them.

In Burma, the drug lords have hundreds of thousands of armed forces, but these armed forces are not as described in some movies, all of them are shrinking in somewhere to protect the boss, waiting for people to go up the mountain.

In fact, this does not make sense at all, and an equal-level drug lord cannot afford such a large army.

The profits of drugs are naturally high, but it is because of the control and blockade of governments, which has made the price of drugs that are not easy to soar. In the Golden Triangle, because the drug trade is bright and the finished **** is only a few hundred thousand dollars a kilogram, these are the golden triangle. Heroin sold, after a layer of drug dealers, the purity will be more than 90%, down 5% or less, and the price will be hundreds of thousands of dollars a kilogram, soaring to tens of hundreds of dollars a gram, profit Thousands of times.

The real big heads are actually earned by the mafia of all countries. Because of the high risk of people, the medium-sized Burmese drug lords have made a dozen or more tons of **** a year, earning hundreds of millions of dollars. Not bad.

This money is simply not enough to raise a light army to eat and not to work and to receive wages. Therefore, the army of drug lords is actually the staff of drug gangs, most of whom are scattered in the countryside.

Why is it in the country? This is because the Golden Triangle is full of jungle mountains, transportation can only rely on Hummer, the traffic is extremely inconvenient, most farmers live in the ravine, want to buy their poppy, they must go deep into their villages, door-to-door collection, which The journey takes a few days.

It is not easy for smokers in the ravine to transport opium to the city to sell high prices, because they can’t run a few days for a few kilograms of opium, so they can only sell them to the drug lords at low prices. The drug lords also look at how much they receive opium to assess "performance" and then pay wages.

In fact, in a sense, a drug trafficking gang, similar to a company, is divided into procurement, sales, personnel and other departments, but the staff of drug trafficking gangs are equipped with guns, ready to fight. @.