It was already eleven o 'clock at night when they arrived at Spring City.
Yue Heng took his luggage and walked out of the passenger passage. He stopped a taxi outside and asked, "Sir, do you want to go to Mentong?"
"Mentong?"
The taxi driver was shocked. "It's five or six hundred kilometers away."
Mentong was located in the westernmost part of Dian Province. It was a border city on the way to Southern Burma.
It was only a hundred kilometers away from Saroka.
It was also the place where Yue Heng and the guide had agreed to meet.
The taxi driver was in a dilemma.
It was quite torturous to run a long distance in the middle of the night.
It was also dangerous.
Yue Heng was young and handsome. He didn't look like a bad guy.
Otherwise, the master would have rejected him.
"I'll give you five thousand."
Yue Heng took out his magic weapon and offered a price several times more expensive than a normal meter.
"Get in!"
The taxi driver was suddenly full of energy and his face glowed.
All the way to the west.
When the taxi took Yue Heng to Mentong, it was six o 'clock in the morning.
It was dawn.
After paying the fare, Yue Heng got out of the car and took out his luggage. Then, he sent a message to the guide.
Soon, a dark and thin man on a motorcycle appeared in front of him.
"Hello."
The dark and thin man introduced himself. "My name is Miao Lun. Are you Mr. Yue?"
Yue Heng nodded. "Yes. Can I go now?"
Saving people was like putting out a fire. The longer he stayed here, the more danger Liang Kun would be in.
"You can't."
Miao Lun shook his head and replied, "You have to dress up."
He asked Yue Heng to get in his car and drove him to an old house in the suburbs.
Then, Miao Lun took out clothes, hats, and shoes for Yue Heng to change into.
These clothes were obviously local and fit Yue Heng very well.
This was not a coincidence.
There were many similar clothes, shoes, and hats in Miao Lun's house. They were for adult men, women, and children!
In addition to the disguise, Miao Lun also took out a kind of herbal ointment and had Yue Heng apply it on his face, neck, arms, and other exposed areas.
This ointment could disperse mosquitoes and make Yue Heng's skin appear darker.
Acting as a local lad was no problem at all!
In the end, Miao Lun asked Yue Heng to pack the luggage and put the useful items into the large basket.
The two suitcases he brought with him were too eye-catching. He would definitely run into trouble if he brought them to Southern Burma.
Yue Heng cooperated and did not raise any objections.
Because he was a professional in bringing "goods".
Someone who wasn't an internet celebrity was truly capable!
Yue Heng had always believed in the principle of "professional things should be done by professionals". The most annoying people were those who didn't know how to blindly compete and waste time.
Miao Lun was very satisfied with Yue Heng's attitude. "Don't worry, I promise to send you safely to Saroka!"
As for the purpose of a teenager sneaking out of the country to Saroka, what was his motive?
Miao Lun did not want to know.
In their line of work, the more you know, the faster you die!
"Thank you."
Yue Heng handed over the five stacks of cash that he had prepared in advance.
Miao Lun's smile became more sincere. "You're welcome. I'll go deposit the money first. We'll leave in ten minutes."
He left alone and left Yue Heng in his house.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yue Heng reassembled the electromagnetic hunting pistol and put it into the basket along with the Xuan Jie Heng Dao.
He wrapped the dagger with a cloth and put it on his waist before using his coat to cover it.
In addition, Yue Heng put hundreds of steel balls into his pocket.
These were all weapons that he would use in battle.
After tidying up, Miao Lun came back and called Yue Heng to get on his 125 motorcycle.
Then, they set off toward the border.
Miao Lun did not take the main road. Instead, he took remote paths.
There were many forks in these paths without any signs. In addition, the dense forest made it easy for people to get lost. Even with satellite navigation, it was difficult to find the right path.
Miao Lun drove the motorcycle at a crazy speed. He was very clear about the turns and detours.
He did not encounter any obstacles and entered Southern Burma easily.
At this time, Miao Lun became more cautious.
He also slowed down his speed.
He was running very carefully.
"The situation here has been a bit tense for the past two days."
He took the initiative to explain to Yue Heng. "Green-headed flies are everywhere. It's very troublesome to encounter them."
The "Green-headed flies" Miao Lun was referring to were the Burmese soldiers.
Because the Burmese soldiers wore green forest hats, and they were like smelly flies in the eyes of others.
That was why they had such a nickname.
The Burmese soldiers stationed at the border had poor discipline and were very greedy.
Regardless of whether they were going out or coming in, as long as they bumped into them, they would definitely extort them.
Only those who had connections and a special pass would not be hindered in any way.
As the guide, Miao Lun was mainly guarding against the "Green-headed flies".
"These guys are not humane."
The dark and thin man sighed. "They are all ordinary people who work hard to make a living. They are not soft-hearted at all when they bully people. Many people in our country are deceived to come to Saroka, thinking that they can make a fortune. They don't know how big the difference is between here and our country!"
There was a saying that one would not know how to love until one left the country. Yue Heng deeply believed this saying.
"Can you tell me more about Saroka?"
Yue Heng's understanding of Saroka was limited to the public information he found on the Internet.
If he wanted to know the real situation of the city, he had to ask the local tyrant.
This time, Yue Heng came from afar to rescue Liang Kun.
He did not have a specific plan. At present, he could only take one step at a time.
He needed to know more about Saroka.
According to Miao Lun, although Saroka was the second largest city in Southern Burma, the actual control was in the hands of the Tun Chin family. Even the local Burmese soldiers were loyal to the mayor.
Many of the illegal businesses in Saroka were operated openly and in compliance with the law.
Saroka's main sources of income included gambling, love affairs, law enforcement, as well as telecommunications.
It was said that every year, more than ten billion dollars flowed into Saroka through telecommunications.
Miao Lun had seen many young people who were deceived to come to Saroka in the name of "recruiting high-paid programmers." Many of them were university students. Once they fell into the hands of the telecommunications companies, it was difficult for them to escape. In the end, they disappeared silently.
In addition to these deceived people, there were many who committed crimes in their country and came here to hide.
In the end, there were only a few who did not regret it.
"More than half a year ago, I brought a woman to Saroka."
Miao Lun said, "She said she was looking for her boyfriend. I pitied her, so I asked around for her."
"There was such a person, but he died a long time ago."
"It was said that he was hacked to death because he cheated in gambling."
Yue Heng asked, "Did this woman come back to China?"
"No."
Miao Lun sighed. "She died in a car accident on the third day. I helped cremate her body."
"Actually, there was more than one person like her."
Many people mistakenly thought that Saroka was heaven, but in reality, it was hell on earth.
"Mr. Yue, when you come to Saroka, you must be careful. Don't get into conflicts with others."
Miao Lun only said a few more words because Yue Heng happily forked out money.
Otherwise, why would he care about the life and death of the "goods."
He just needed to deliver the goods.
There was no such thing as after-sales service.
"Kazaja!"
At this moment, two figures suddenly jumped out from the nearby forest.
They blocked the front of the motorcycle.
They were two soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms, forest hats, and armed with AK-47s.
The black muzzle of the gun was aimed at Miao Lun and Yue Heng.
Miao Lun slammed on the brakes and his expression changed.
He gave Yue Heng a look that said, "Let me handle this." Then he stopped the motorcycle and went forward to negotiate with the other party.
Both parties were talking in Burmese that Yue Heng couldn't understand.
But Yue Heng noticed that the attitude of the two Burmese soldiers was very bad. They pointed at Miao Lun fiercely.
Miao Lun tried to argue, but he had no choice but to give them a stack of cash.
In the end, he was slapped down by a Burmese soldier who raised his rifle and pointed it at his head.
Miao Lun didn't dare to move.
Slap!
The other Burmese soldier sneered and suddenly raised his hand to give him a heavy slap.
Seeing this scene, Yue Heng couldn't continue to watch.
He stepped forward.
Miao Lun was shocked and hurriedly stopped him. "Mr. Yue, don't interfere …"
He was afraid that Yue Heng's youthful vigor would anger the two armed Burmese soldiers.
The consequences would be unimaginable.
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