"No, it will take so long. You and the Golden Triangle do business in this way." Golden Eye asked again.

Chen Yanlin nodded: "Yes, there is no way. The terrain of the Golden Triangle is too complicated, with gullies and thorns everywhere, and there is no smooth road to go. But it is precisely because of this that it exists for so many years. The three governments of Thailand, Myanmar and Laos have encircled and suppressed them for so many years, but have not wiped them out completely. A large part of the reason is its terrain.

"This season, there will be no more mosquitoes." Shuijing is a woman, and women generally love beauty. If the mosquitoes on their faces are bitten by mosquitoes, even the most beautiful woman may not be able to see anything. Chen Yanlin replied tirelessly: "There are still mosquitoes, but we have prepared a lot of potions for mosquito repellent, so there should be no big problem. I am more worried about the situation there. The Myanmar regime is in the midst of a change. Many people are fighting for territory, jade ore and jade ore, and we must not get involved."

Hearing the words "jade" and "jade", Feng Bo, who had been sleeping beside him, opened his eyes immediately. He walked over with enthusiasm and asked curiously: "Brother Chen, you just said that those jade mines and jade mines are in the chaos of fighting for each other."

Chen Yanlin didn't know what he wanted to do, so he honestly replied: "Yes."

Qian Bo's eyes lit up, and he turned his head and asked Xie Wendong: "Brother Dong, do we also build one or two mines? If we can get a good jade ore at the pit, it would be like we get a gold mountain."

Ju Bo is right, the price of jadeite has soared in recent years. Take a glass-type jade ring face for example, it can often cost hundreds of thousands or millions, which is much more profitable than drug trafficking.

At first glance, this is very attractive. But in reality, it is not that simple. Now, Xie Wendong's power is spread all over the world, but it has not developed to every corner. Take the three countries of Myanmar, Laos, Thailand, for example, Xie Wendong has basically no power here. And a jade mine and jade mine are the targets that many parties are closely watching, and even if they are snatched, it will be difficult to defend. If you purchase mining rights from the local government, it will not be worth it.

First, if you want to obtain the mining rights, it can’t be done with just 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, which is quite huge.

Second, even if Xie Wendong spent money to buy the mining rights, these three countries often had civil unrest. Don’t throw out this money yourself, and there has not been any reward. A new government has risen again, and the huge amount of money invested will be wasted.

Three things, Xie Wendong does not have the energy to do these things yet. The purpose of this trip is to rescue the old ghost. He does not want to make trouble in this matter and waste his precious time.

Xie Wendong took a breath and said slowly: "Not this time. I'll discuss this topic later."

"Oh." Ju Bo was a little disappointed. But then he thought about it. Brother Dong should have his own considerations. This idea passed quickly. Seeing that Brother Wujie was having a happy chat with Chen Yanlin, he also joined in.

Not to mention, listening to their chat, there is really a lot of fun on the journey.

At 3:30 pm, Xie Wendong and his group arrived at the border port of Myanmar. They were really afraid of anything they were going to. The border port was really closed because of civil strife in Myanmar. The shells from Myanmar had already fallen into ZG. In order to reduce unnecessary casualties, the border port was officially closed and the restart time was to be determined.

There was no choice but to take everyone along the dense forest path.

These paths are secret passages between drug trafficking renyuan and the China-Myanmar border. Some passages are simply "ladders" that require traveling through mountains and rivers to pass.

At the beginning, the bus could barely drive inside. When it was four or five miles away, there was no road ahead. Xie Wendong and his party could only get off the bus and hike forward. He left four brothers to guard the vehicles here, and the others took weapons and food to start to penetrate deep into the dense forest.

For two days and two nights, Xie Wendong and his party trekked deep in the dense forest, touching poisonous snakes, bears, and bees, as well as leeches and ants allergic insects. In short, they suffered a lot.

"The place one kilometer ahead is Kokang. We are looking for it nearby, and the person who picked us up should be here." Chen Yanlin swept his eyes through the surrounding woods and said in a low voice.

Kokang, that is, the People's Republic of Kokang, is located between Myanmar and Yunnan Province of Z State. It is a sovereign country with the Han people as the main body. The capital is an old street market. The population of Kokang is about 250,000, of which 90 are Han people. The Han people who live in the Kokang area for generations were once forced to be called Kokang people, and most of them fled here due to war in the late Ming Dynasty.

To be on the safe side, everyone loaded the gun. Myanmar is now fighting, and Kokang is not peaceful. This area is also unsafe. Maybe a few gun-holding militants will pop up at any time. In order to rob them of money and weapons, they will be given a shot. Only when the gun is in their hands will everyone feel at ease.

"Brother Dong, have you heard anything?" Seeing Xie Wendong raise his ears, he seemed to have noticed something. Chen Yanlin couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Xie Wendong's six senses were amazing, his ears were extraordinary, and he could hear small sounds that ordinary people could not hear. He listened for a while, then pointed at the direction of the two o'clock in front, and the sound was inaudible: "It seems that someone there seems to be there."

"I'll go over and take a look." Chen Yanlin hugged, greeted his two companions, and went over with a gun.

Several figures were seen in the distance, and Chen Yanlin subconsciously placed his index finger next to the trigger.

Chen Yanlin made a gesture to signal the two brothers who were walking with him to slow down, and several people began to be alert. He then shouted some Burmese language that Xie Wendong and others could not understand.

There was a response there soon. Chen Yanlin put down the gun in his hand and said, "They are the ones who come to pick us up."

After hearing this, Xie Wendong and others walked over vigilantly. There were indeed several people waiting for them over there.

The men were slightly thin, dark-skinned, wearing very pure-bred military green uniforms, or very rustic military green. One of them was holding an eight-one bar in his hand, swept his eyes over the three of them, then nodded, turned around and walked forward.

"Brother Dong, let me introduce it. This is Huang Wencong, General Yang's right-hand man of the Golden Triangle, and also a good friend of the old ghost." Chen Yanlin introduced it.

When Xie Wendong went to the Golden Triangle, he had met Huang Wencong several times, which was considered an old acquaintance. He put away his pistol and reached out: "Captain Huang, long time no see."

Huang Wencong smiled and held it tightly with Xie Wendong: "Mr. Xie, long time no see, I'm sorry to call you over from all the way. We can solve this problem by ourselves, but the kidnappers have to say that only Mr. Xie can save the old ghost."

"You are welcome, we are a family, and your business is mine. By the way, how is the general's health?" Xie Wendong asked.

Speaking of this, Huang Wencong's expression became slightly darker: "It's not good. Several tribes have already extended their tentacles to our Golden Triangle in the turmoil. We have fought several battles with them, and their personnel and weapons have been lost a lot. The old general was very worried about this. How could he be in good health if he doesn't want to think about tea or food? Alas."

Xie Wendong: "Help me greet the old general, and I say that there is a saying in China that the body is the capital of revolution. If you don't take care of your body, what can you use to compete with the enemy?"

Huang Wencong: "Thank you, sir, I will tell you."
Chapter completed!