The weather was obviously not cold, but Li Guoliang shivered. Thinking back to what happened in the Golden Triangle these days, his heart was filled with coldness. For the first time, he felt like he was in danger of peace.

He can finally understand why the two Hong Kong bosses, Xiang Qian and Jiang Zhen, were pulled by Zhou Wenqiang to make a fuss. He also understands that Mr. Zhou clearly has inhuman power and wants to eliminate Luo Xinghan and Miss Yang Er, but he asked him to bring a company of troops to participate in the Battle of Kokang. Is this also called participating in the war? It is simply worse than fighting so. The task he and his men received is to clean the battlefield...

Mr. Zhou is establishing his authority.

There are hundreds of graves on the hill in front of me. In the grave is buried in Luo Xinghan, who was once known as the King of Kokang and Miss Yang Er, who has been popular in countless men in the Golden Triangle. She is a heroic beauty, but in the end she is just a piece of loess. Where can I talk about desolation?

I have to live and live better.

Thinking of the peerless figure standing in the sky with a blue shirt, Li Guoliang's eyes gradually regained their spirit.

It may be my luck to be able to follow someone like Mr. Zhou in this life? He was like an ordinary child when he was a child, and he admired the characters in mythology the most. Now the characters in mythology are right in front of him, why should I look back and think about it? Mr. Zhou is at least very good to his own people and the people in the Golden Triangle. Compared to the doubtful "Cao Aman" in the Taiwan Mansion, it is simply a clear stream. I am lucky to follow Mr. Zhou, and maybe I can see the real excitement of this world. I don’t know how many people are envious of it!

Thinking of this, Li Guoliang laughed to the sky three times, turned around and walked down the hill, feeling full of passion, just like when he was a small company commander, he once led his 83 heroes to block the Neon Army from outside Shitou City for a full eighteen hours! At that time, he finally came back!

Only the power of the "God" can do this. That's right, Zhou Wenqiang is now the "God" in the eyes of many people. The elite of the Beiwang Soul Hall who participated in this battle, the survivor of the Kokang Self-Help Volunteer Army, Li Guoliang, and the six sleepers... Now they all look at Mr. Zhou who has pacified the Golden Triangle with a look of "God". Any words that Mr. Zhou ordered will be passed down as quickly as possible and will be implemented immediately.

Now no one talks about Mr. Zhou's miracle of flying in the air, because this is Mr. Zhou's first order. His "old man" is like Christ Jesus on the eve of resurrection, which is so low-key that it makes people feel awe-inspiring. Li Guoliang recruited the remnants of various drug lords from the Golden Triangle as quickly as possible. Because this is Mr. Zhou's order, from today on, this army will have only one name, called the "Golden Triangle Volunteers"; large areas of poppy fields are abandoned, and the soon-to-be-ripening poppy is piled up like a hill, and then burned to ashes. The poppy ash is not even qualified to be a fertile land. They will be thrown into the Mekong River and roll into the South China Sea area. Because this is Mr. Zhou's order, from Li Guoliang to the most ordinary Golden Triangle farmer, they all think it is right.

Farmers are the most simple people in the world. Even if they have planted poppy, it is just for their wife and children to live better; they are not guilty, and those who are guilty have always been the "big figures" in this era and this era. When the Golden Triangle Volunteers gave them enough rations for three months, they happily changed to plant food and marijuana, and were grateful to Mr. Zhou, living and living better. This is their simplest and most simple wish.

The food rations in these three months are enough to support the maturity of the summer grain in the Golden Triangle. That is, starting from the summer of 1960, the Golden Triangle can be self-sufficient, and at the same time sell marijuana to European and American ghosts. I heard that India's San loves to dance the most. Believe me, please take a few sips of marijuana before starting dancing. This will make you as elegant as a fairy.

Eating satiety and eating well is a stable two treasures in a region. Zhou Wenqiang is guiding the Golden Triangle on a legal road to wealth, so he set a policy of selling only to more than 20 legal areas of marijuana, but India and Vietnam are exceptions. Zhou Wenqiang, who came from later generations, never had any good feelings for these two bastard countries.

Once reborn, he has the power of his hands. Zhou Wenqiang only wants to be worthy of his motherland, China, compatriots who are thicker than water, and their own conscience. As for whether some lower aliens die or live, it is really my business!

The Golden Triangle is a very magical place with fertile land and abundant resources, but there have been territorial disputes for many years. Therefore, no matter how the drug lords in the Golden Triangle were killed by themselves, Thailand, Myanmar and the old three countries were not interested in looking at this place more. Myanmar once had a broken mind and jumped out to respond to the call of the United Nations to clear out the Golden Triangle, but was beaten with bloody face by the Li Mi legion at that time. From then on, he learned that a gentleman would not act. Occasionally, he did not forget to sell some food to exchange for Franklin for the Golden Triangle.

This land was born for heroes, let alone now a "god" is coming? Under Zhou Wenqiang's bloody hand suppression, the Golden Triangle quickly jumped from the era of separatism two weeks ago to a period of healthy development of peaceful development and stability and harmony. At the same time, because of the effective confidentiality work, the admirers of the "god" all closed their mouths and beat them to death. The Golden Triangle transformation was just a common reshuffle among drug lords, but this time I met Li Guoliang, the god of gambling, and actually washed himself with a green dragon.

After throwing the future development plan to Li Guoliang, Zhou Wenqiang embarked on the return journey. The moment he got on the boat, he looked back at Li Guoliang who was still on the dock, and saw that the Golden Triangle's largest drug lord still bowed his head respectfully...

From this moment on, Li Guoliang, like Jiang Zhen and Xiang Qian, returned completely, and never dared to betray or dared not have the slightest desire to disobey.

The same is true for the first-line sky, Li Zhuo and other six sleeping people. Even through the mask, you can guess that their mask must have a solemn look behind them, and even the always arrogant female flying hero Dong Dongdong is no exception.

"This feeling seems very good, but it makes me feel a little uneasy. What is it for?"

A poor little ant got on the ship at some point, and was now wandering around on the deck, just like the self who had just traveled to this world and was waiting for the system to activate.

Zhou Wenqiang suddenly thought of a question. When an ant gradually becomes strong and can compete with ten or one hundred ants, it is still an ant; but when this ant can compete with thousands of ants and can soar in the sky, is it still an ant?

When it is still an ant, it may feel uncomfortable for the death of its kind; but when it has surpassed this form of life, will it still feel uncomfortable because of the death of thousands of ants?

Miss Yang Er is undoubtedly a femme fatale, but she is a woman after all. She can obviously kill her with one blow, but she lets her suffer all the pain and torture. She wailed for eight hours before she died of poison. Is it because I became even more cruel, or is it because Yang Er is already an ant in my eyes. How does an ant die? It is no longer worth caring about?

Suddenly I felt a headache. It had nothing to do with the illness, but the contradictions and entanglements deep in my heart.

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Qin Ming has been in a bad mood recently. The success of competing for the British League of China has not brought him the joy he deserves and the originally imagined status in the world. Many people who have written the word "六文" have become lukewarm to him, and even secretly criticized him for not caring for his support, and he did not talk about loyalty and righteousness. He is the biggest rebel in the Hong Kong world.

It's simply outrageous! Qin Ming really couldn't figure out what qualifications these guys who had done a lot of bad things to blame him? A few days ago, everyone gathered together to talk about how to distribute white-faced interests. They were as close as brothers, but they ended up taking the British League and offended these bastards?

A hundred years ago, the British and French ghosts sold opium to China. A hundred years later, these guys discussed with him how to sell white flour to his compatriots in the Chinese. His greedy face was even more serious than those ghosts who had not evolved completely. Everyone was obviously not a good thing, but now you are playing Guan Erye? What's the reason for him?

The hypocrisy of the people in the martial arts world is fully reflected in Qin Ming. Now that the Hongmen has collapsed, everything is dominated by economic interests. In order to make money, you can forget the way of ancestors. However, these short mules will always pull Guan Erye out to pay a prayer when needed, and take out "Loyalty" to talk about it. The hypocritical face is ridiculous and pitiful; the reason is nothing more than that because Qin Ming committed a taboo in the martial arts world.

Youdao is that the second-road marshal is not on the throne! The real Hong Kong island world is not a comic of the young and dandy. The second-road marshal can have it, but his identity is quite embarrassing. He usually does not go to the front desk in the head of the word. Even if he is abdicated, other Shuanghua Hongshang and the various Xiangtang talkers should be elected, and the second-road marshal will not participate!

This is because the second-lane Marshal is the last guarantee of the character, and the last glimmer of vitality when the character is in the destruction of the society. In order to cultivate this strength, the hotel will spare no effort to cultivate this force, because he does not have to worry that the second-lane Marshal will take over his seat in the hall, but instead holds deep hopes for him; Chen Haonan in the Ancient and Dangerous comics later became the second-lane Marshal of Hongxing. After Jiang Tiansheng was killed, he did not go out to run for the position of the hall, but found Jiang Tianyang and tried to ensure his position! This is the role that the second-lane Marshal should play!

When did Qin Ming run for the British League to attend the casino? At that time, although "Ghost Foot Yang" was still old and had no worries inside and outside the British League, he, with the support of Inspector Yan Tong and other Inspector Hua, he used his financial power to seize the position of the British League to attend the casino. This is a violation of the rules!

If the second marshal of each character is like him, join forces with the help of others to seize the position of the museum, can the masters of the museum in Hong Kong still sleep peacefully?

In other words, the form is better than that of others. Qin Ming has supported the fifteen Inspectors Hua led by Yan Tong. Each character is also counting on the black and white teaming up to build a Hong Kong and Kowloon Money Empire. He is so reluctant to send it. Otherwise, even if he has more money, he would have been hacked to death on the streets long ago!

"Agua, isn't there any news about Blowing Water and Fire Crow?"

Qin Ming frowned and looked at his subordinates with a gloomy face.

He, the person who makes money the most in the British League, is not a fool. Naturally, he understands that although it is difficult to attack him now, if he can't act as soon as possible, he may not need the old guy "Ghost Foot Yang" to attack, and the British League will attack in groups. Although there are many short mules in the British League, how many people will be truly loyal to him at that time?

Rely on Yan Tong and those Inspector Hua? Stop being funny. Once you lose your value, you will be discarded immediately by them like they discard their broken shoes, and you will never be able to turn over!

Sang Gou said bitterly: "Boss, no news has been heard back yet..."

"Didn't you say that the water blowing and fire crows are the smartest and the best at doing things, and try to ensure that they can do it in front of me? Is this the person you recommend?"

"Boss, it's really not their fault this time. I've found out clearly. At least seven or eight words were sent to the Golden Triangle, but none of them sent back the news..."

"Is there such a thing? It's really strange... Before running for Inspector Hua of the General Secretary, the people from the Golden Triangle came to Hong Kong on their own initiative and met us. It is normal for them to stop during the election, but now the facts have proved that Zhou Wenqiang is just a flop, but he is famous and dare not care about white-faced matters. We have the support of "Old Yan" and all Inspector Hua, so they shrank back?"

Qin Ming glanced at Sang Gou: "Ah Gou, you all know that all the characters are eyeing me. This time we must do it for Mr. Yan to show you. Our League is the most effective and reliable! Only with the long-term support of Mr. Yan and others, can we stand firm and become the largest character in Hong Kong sooner or later! The Golden Triangle is of great importance. You can go there in person and figure out what happened there as soon as possible!"

Telephones have been rare for 60 years, and sending letters to Hongyan is the most common means of communication. The Golden Triangle is not an economically developed region, and there is no newspaper, radio, and TV station. In addition, Zhou Wenqiang is willing to block the news. Not to mention Hong Kong Island, even the closest three countries, Taiwan, Myanmar, and the old countries, do not know the real reason for the change in the Golden Triangle.

Now the Golden Triangle is a game of chess. Although Li Guoliang became the general on the board, the person who played the chess was Zhou Wenqiang. The people sent by various characters from Hong Kong Island would be discovered by the locals at most half a day, and then they were sent to the water prison. They would not die, but they would have to eat in the Golden Triangle for several months.

Even if someone is interested in leaking the news, no one will believe that it is a flying god who unified the Golden Triangle. Those who say this will only be regarded as a madman and end up incredibly miserable ways.

Qin Ming would never have thought that the Golden Triangle had been harmonious with Zhou Wenqiang, who was "small and corpse-positioned" in his eyes. Instead, he thought this was a rare opportunity. There was no news about the Golden Triangle for a long time. It can be seen that the drug lords were waiting to be sold and wanted to find a powerful collaborator. As long as the British League seized this opportunity, they might become the exclusive agent of the Golden Triangle's status in Hong Kong. In the future, let alone those words, even Ge Bo, Yan Tong would give him three points!

Sang Gou turned around and came back shortly after he went out, ‘Boss…’

Qin Ming was stunned, 'Why are you back?' Sang Gou just gave him a stupid name. In fact, he is the most intelligent and capable of doing things under his command. He is a master who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. What's wrong with today? He is confused about his work?

"Boss, Xiang, the boss of Xin'anyi, asked for a meeting."

"Xiang Qian? Are you wrong? Didn't he, Xin Anyi, always considered himself an upper class society in the world and a 'cultural person' in the title? If you want to meet, you should meet those newspaper editors and big film and television stars. What should you do when you come to our British League?"

Qin Ming sneered. He had no good feelings for Xin Anyi. He was obviously a short mule who was in the world, and insisted on "Yangchun Baixue" in the world. He was not afraid of lightning strikes! Last time, Mr. Yan summoned black and white to distribute the interests of the future white-faced interests. Although Xin Anyi also came, he looked like he was not fighting or scrambling, and he was not the same as everyone. Now Xiang Qian came to see him. What good things can there be?

Sang Gou lowered his voice and said, "Boss, Xiang came secretly with makeup, saying that he brought news about the Golden Triangle, and said... he could get the goods, a lot of goods..."
Chapter completed!