Chapter 304 Not Enough, Not Enough [Subscribe]

Power is a kind of addictive poison.

Chen Xuan fully enjoyed this feeling at this time.

Driving in this strange city, he was like a bird out of a cage.

The power in Naypyidaw is different from the power he felt in Magtan City.

Probably because this is Blue Star, his base camp.

It is also a place he carefully protects.

When he was in Xia Country, he had to worry about various influences.

But in Dian Myanmar, Chen Xuan didn't have so many concerns.

This is the difference caused by the environment and mentality.

"Sure enough, it is human nature to act recklessly."

Even though his heart was a little swollen, he still restrained his desire very well.

After driving into the city, he parked the car casually on the side of the road.

There is a large snack street nearby.

Most of the people wandering in it are locals.

Since Dian Myanmar has become notorious in recent years, there are not many tourists.

Not to mention the people of Xia, even people from Lion City and Xintai are at risk of being caught.

Chen Xuan came to Naypyidaw with a relaxed attitude, ready to taste the local special snacks.

He held a coconut in one hand and a pair of flip-flops on his feet.

He looked very relaxed.

His original owner, Sodama, belonged to the ethnic minority of Dian Myanmar, and his skin was darker.

Walking into the snack street, he looked around and looked carefully, looking particularly curious.

His exaggerated appetite gave Chen Xuan the confidence to eat and drink.

He could try all the snacks he was interested in.

However, the taste of Dian Myanmar meant that not all local snacks would satisfy Chen Xuan.

…

In the villa manor in the suburbs.

Yiqinnong changed into formal clothes and went downstairs.

Then he asked the bodyguard to let in the few Kelun people who came to deliver the letter.

Of course, those guys were searched before entering the door.

Sitting in the living room on the first floor, those Kelun people seemed a little restrained when facing Yiqinnong, who had been scolded by them in private.

And Yiqinnong also knew that these guys were Wu Lepa's confidants.

Otherwise, he would not have been entrusted with the important task of delivering the letter.

The importance of this letter is beyond doubt.

If it is leaked, it will definitely cause the reputation of KNU in the ethnic armed forces to decline greatly.

So he can only arrange his confidants to deliver it.

At this time, several bodyguards stood behind Yiqinnong, cautiously guarding against these Klun people.

The relationship between KNU and Yiqinnong in the past few years can be described as being like fire and water.

Although it has improved in recent years, the two sides are far from harmonious.

You must know that it is not only guns that can kill people.

At a reasonable distance, teeth and hands can become killing tools.

Therefore, in order to be on the safe side, these bodyguards dare not slack off.

If Yiqinnong is murdered, then Chen Xuan will have a headache.

It is not because Yiqinnong is important to him.

But Yiqinnong is very important to Junzhengfu. Without this guy to contact Junzhengfu, it is easy to make a flaw.

Even if Chen Xuan can find a disguise, it is still the same.

Many things will only be kept secret by Yiqinnong himself.

This led to a strange and tense atmosphere in the living room.

The Krons were worried that Yiqinnong would not accept KNU, so they arrested and tortured them.

The bodyguards were worried that the Krons had bad intentions.

After all, no matter from which angle, it was unreasonable for Wu Lepa to surrender to Jun Zhengfu.

On the contrary, Yiqinnong did not think so much.

He began to gradually accept the reality of becoming a puppet vassal.

His enthusiasm for power was slowly cooling down.

Chen Xuan would support him even if the sky fell.

He didn't care what Wu Lepa was up to.

According to Chen Xuan's instructions, he put the pieces of letter paper on the coffee table.

Then he said solemnly to the embarrassed Krons.

"I am willing to accept KNU."

"But let your Si Ling come to Naypyidaw to see me in person."

After that, he clapped his hands.

Soon a maid brought him a pen and letter paper.

He leaned over slightly and started writing on the spot.

It took only a few minutes to write a short message and put fingerprints on it.

There was also a military seal.

This was enough to prove that it was his handwritten letter.

He folded the letter casually, without even preparing an envelope.

He handed the letter to the Kron sitting opposite.

"Take it and bring it to your Wu Si Ling."

"Tell him to hurry up."

"Because I may have to leave Naypyidaw temporarily in three days."

Yi Qinnong said nonsense casually, saying this to ensure that Wu Lepa could come to Naypyidaw to keep the appointment within three days.

Taking the letter, the leading Kron stood up and bowed.

"We will deliver your letter to Wu Si Ling."

Yi Qinnong just nodded.

Then he asked his men to issue a pass for them.

In this way, they can pass through the road section where Zhengfujun set up a checkpoint.

So as not to encounter any unnecessary troubles on the road.

This move made these Kron people believe that Yi Qinnong really wanted to be the leader of KNU.

Considering that the two sides may become friendly forces in the future.

The attitudes of these Kron people also became more attentive.

However, Yiqinnong was impatient with this and waved his hand to urge them to leave earlier.

"Let's set off early."

"If you need fuel, you can tell him."

He casually pointed at a bodyguard behind him.

He ordered them to leave.

Several Kron people hurriedly nodded and stood up, and left the villa under the guidance of the bodyguards.

When they walked out, Yiqinnong raised the back of his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

He knew that as long as Wu Lepa came to the appointment, he would probably become his colleague soon.

Thinking of Chen Xuan, he couldn't help but turn his head and ask the maid standing beside him.

"Where is the boss?"

The maid answered truthfully.

"The boss drove out in a Bentley an hour ago."

"It seems that he said he was going to Naypyidaw."

Yiqinnong nodded. This cheap master was so powerful that he didn't need to worry about him at all.

"By the way, the boss didn't leave me any tasks."

The maid shook her head.

Since being contracted, Yiqinnong is theoretically on the same level as them.

But as Chen Xuan's black glove, he is still the original Si Ling in terms of position.

He didn't care about the maid's absent-minded attitude.

Yiqinong was relieved to hear that Chen Xuan was not at home.

He stretched and walked slowly to the elevator, ready to take a nap.

He had already completed Chen Xuan's arrangements.

Whether it could be accomplished or not depended on Wu Lepa's subsequent reaction.

...

In the snack street.

Chen Xuan ate seven or eight kinds of snacks in a row.

Only one or two satisfied him.

It is hard to describe the snacks in Dianmian.

It is a blend of Southeast Asian and Indian styles.

Sour and spicy seasonings are the mainstream.

They also like to sprinkle various green leaf spices that Chen Xuan has never seen before.

The green sauce, let alone tasting it, made him lose his appetite.

"It's really a food desert."

Chen Xuan was disappointed and prepared to find a big hotel to go around.

He raised his hand and took out a stack of brand new banknotes from his waist, and then took out two and put them on the table and prepared to leave.

Just when he got up, he was suddenly called.

"Stop!"

"Country bumpkins!"

A few hooligans wearing coconut beach short sleeves surrounded them.

Chen Xuan took a look at them and frowned immediately.

"Dian Myanmar still has such retro hooligans?"

"No wonder they say development is a cycle."

His disguised Sodama is a typical ethnic minority dress in the eyes of the locals of Dian Myanmar.

And Dian Myanmar does not have such harmonious policies as Xiaguo.

The locals of Naypyidaw look down on these "mountain people".

Vice versa.

Otherwise, the ethnic armed forces would not have fought with Junzhengfu for so many years.

Commercial streets such as snack streets and pedestrian streets have room for gangsters to breed.

Xiaguo has undergone rectification.

Ten or twenty years ago, the situation was similar to that of Naypyidaw now.

Just now, Chen Xuan paid in cash at various snack stalls.

And his pockets were filled with several stacks of Myanmar banknotes, and even a stack of US dollars, so it looked bulging.

Plus, he was a stranger from the mountains.

Naturally, he was targeted by the gangsters in this snack street.

They didn't see Chen Xuan stop the car.

Otherwise, the Yiqinong Bentley would be enough to scare these guys.

He figured everything out in an instant, and Chen Xuan's frown slowly relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face.

It just so happened that he felt that this trip to Naypyidaw was a bit boring.

Now, the seasoning was delivered to the door.

With Sodama's face, he was in a foreign country again.

Chen Xuan didn't mind entertaining them at all.

Thinking of this, he turned around slowly and asked with a smile.

"What do you want?"

Such an abnormal behavior made several gangsters stunned.

But these guys reacted quickly.

Staring at his bulging pockets with ill intentions.

"You, come with us."

As they said, the two gangsters walked to Chen Xuan from the left and right.

He was surrounded by people and walked into the alley between two shops.

Compared with the one in Xiaguo, the snack street here is very retro.

The ground is full of sewage and the stench is overwhelming.

There are sewers on both sides, and rats crawl by from time to time.

The owner of the snack stall where he was before looked at the entrance of the alley with a hesitant look.

Then he looked at the mobile phone under the stall.

He was considering whether to call the police.

But thinking of the cost of calling the police, he gave up the idea.

Those hooligans are all members of the Qingpa Gang.

It is considered the largest gang in the nearby blocks.

As the new capital of Dian Myanmar, Naypyidaw’s old city has become the core area of ​​the new capital.

And the Qingpa Gang is an old local gang.

It has been entrenched here for more than 20 years.

When Jun Zhengfu moved here, the gang leader Qingpa got close to a big man in the Junfang.

Sometimes he would help that big man solve some personal problems in the city.

Therefore, the Qingpa Gang can exist safely in Naypyidaw.

The local Junjin also turned a blind eye to this.

If he dared to report the emergency, he might not see the sun the next day.

Thinking of this, the stall owner gave up those unrealistic ideas.

He lowered his head as if nothing had happened.

At the same time, in the alley.

Chen Xuan followed them to the deepest part of the alley with a playful look on his face.

This is a narrow alley.

The width is only more than two meters.

It seemed a bit cramped for two people to walk side by side.

The wall of the building blocked the sunlight, and the alley not only exuded a foul smell, but was also damp and dark.

"Hehe, hand over the money on you."

After entering the alley, the gangster seemed even more unscrupulous.

The gangster walking in front took out a switchblade from his arms.

With the crisp sound of the spring clip, the blade of less than ten centimeters bounced up.

Speaking of switchblades, this thing was once one of the weapons with the highest mortality rate in street fights.

Because it is relatively small, easy to carry, and not easy to arouse vigilance.

The blade is not long, but it is enough to penetrate the muscles and diaphragm in front of the chest and pierce the heart.

So in street fights, switchblades are also quite notorious.

Chen Xuan looked at the gangsters gathered in front, blocking the exit of the alley, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Such a guy, even if he is killed, it is to eliminate harm for the people."

He no longer suppressed the desire in his heart.

The wanton flames rose up.

With a smile on his face, he took a step closer to these people.

This scared the gangsters and they all trembled collectively.

Then they seemed to be angered by such behavior.

The gangster holding the switchblade raised the knife and stabbed Chen Xuan's arm.

It can be seen that he didn't want to kill anyone.

Facing the switchblade stabbing at his upper arm, Chen Xuan was too lazy to dodge.

The sharp tip of the blade instantly penetrated the T-shirt he was wearing.

But the next scene made all the gangsters stunned.

There was no imagined scene of the blade entering the flesh and blood gushing out.

Instead, there was a crisp "clang" sound.

The gangster who stabbed the switchblade only felt a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth and was torn apart instantly.

And the switchblade actually encountered strong resistance on the dark arm.

The brittle manganese steel sword broke in an instant.

Then it shot straight to the wall next to it.

The alley became quiet instantly.

Chen Xuan, who was defending on the spot, just raised his hands and patted his arms.

The smile on his face became even more enthusiastic.

"Are you ready?"

Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared further from the spot.

Then he suddenly appeared behind the gangsters, blocking the entrance of the alley.

Then he rushed towards the gangsters.

The fists in his hands continued to hit like flowers, and the gangsters turned into physical bowling balls and slammed into the wall at the end of the alley.

The huge force made these gangsters like shells weighing more than 100 kilograms.

The wall in the alley was shaking violently.

And all the gangsters who hit the wall turned into a pool of meat paste as expected.

The clothes carried the soft body and slid to the ground.

The blood gathered silently.

In just a moment, there was only one gangster left in front of him.

Because he flashed and changed direction, the remaining gangster happened to be the one who stabbed him.

At this time, the guy was already scared silly.

His legs were swaying, and the relaxation of his sphincter caused the air to be filled with the smell of feces and urine.

The brothers who used to drink with him turned into a pile of meat paste at the end of the alley not far away.

The wall covered with damp moss also showed signs of slight wear.

The dripping water stains and blood mixed together, making the color of the ground become weird.

"Let's go, take me to find your boss."

"Not enough, not enough!"

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