After talking to Mr. Jin for a few words, he gave me a phone number and asked me to call this person and said that this person was the person in charge of their Wanluo Zong near the Old Street in Myanmar. Some of the connections could help us find a place to stay.

I thanked him a little and then said that when I gave him money, Mr. Jin didn't be polite to me this time, and said that I would give me one million first and talk about the specific matters later.

I agreed, and then called Uncle Huzi to transfer the money to Wanluo Sect.

One million is not too much. This is the price of conscience. They can’t do anything for us. They have asked Mr. Jin to help me many times for free.

Then, Butler Jin sent me a call and said that the owner of the phone was Xiangnan, who was from China and had a good cultivation level. With his help, there would definitely be no problem.

Soon, I called Xiangnan's phone number, and the phone was quickly connected. I came up and said, "Hello, is it Mr. Xiang? I am Wu Jie."

"Hello, Master Fifth, butler Jin has given me instructions. Where are you now? I'll pick you up." Xiangnan said politely.

I looked around and found that I didn't know where I was.

This is in northern Myanmar, and I am not familiar with the place, so I thought for a while and said, "I am hiding in a forest almost fifty kilometers south of Huanglongxiang fraud group. Now there are several trucks in the Kokang army chasing us."

"I understand. You can continue walking south. You can get out of the forest in about five kilometers. Then you will see a small path, and I'll wait for you there." Xiangnandao.

"Okay, I'm working hard."

I hung up the phone and told everyone a simple matter.

The sloppy Taoist priest smiled and said, "Wanluo Sect is really a good partner. Wu Laoliu will maintain his relationship with him in the future, so that it will be much more convenient for us to go out."

Everyone discussed it and was about to leave, suddenly a figure flashed around us, and then Kasan appeared beside us.

He had a strong smell of blood on his body and his clothes were stained with a lot of blood.

"Kasan, how is the situation?" As soon as I saw him come back, a stone in my heart fell to the ground.

"I led them away, walked towards the west, and killed dozens of them. These people were difficult to deal with, and even the bazooka." Kasan said lightly.

"Let's go quickly, find a place to rest and discuss the next plan." I looked at him and said.

Then, our group followed Xiangnan's instructions and walked south. In less than half an hour, we left the forest and saw a small path, and there was a dilapidated van parked next to the small path.

We are not sure if the van is heading south. I asked everyone to hide first, and I went over to find the wind.

As soon as I walked to the van, someone pushed open the door and walked down.

The man in front of me was in his thirties, wearing a floral shirt, a bit of sighing stubble on his face, and a pair of slippers, giving people a feeling of unrulyness.

He got off the car and smiled at me: "Mr. Wu? I am Xiangnan."

"Hello, hello." I shook hands with him.

"Where are the others?" Xiangnan asked.

"It's all in the woods." As I said that, I waved my hand, and all the sloppy Taoist priests came out.

"Hurry up and get in the car, I'll take you to a safe place." I glanced at us and said.

Everyone was not too polite and got on his broken van directly.

As soon as he got on the bus, Xiangnan lit a cigarette and asked us whether we could smoke. We shook our heads one after another. He lit a cigarette himself and spitted out the mist.

Soon, the car was filled with smoke.

He was smoking while driving, and his mouth was still idle: "I said, brothers, you are so fierce. There are only a few people who dare to come to northern Myanmar. I heard from Butler Jin that you have destroyed Huang Longxiang's fraud group?"

"Well, basically everyone inside has been killed, and all the people they deceived have been let go." I said with a smile.

"It's so fierce. Are you here to deal with them?"

"No, a friend's sister was tricked into here. We came to find someone, but the person was not found. Seeing these beasts doing something wrong and were crazy, I solved them." I responded.

"I admire you, you are so chivalrous. Have you seen Huang Longxiang?" I turned my head and looked at me.

"Kill." The sloppy Taoist priest responded.

"Kill?" Xiangnan's body trembled and almost drove the car into the ditch, with an incredible expression.

"You really killed him?" Xiangnan looked at me uncertainly.

"Well, I just killed it. Is there any problem? This guy has cheated so many of our compatriots, shouldn't he die?" I asked back.

"Oh, Mr. Wu, you have caused a big disaster. No wonder the Kokang army sent so many people to chase you." Xiang Nan looked very troubled.

"What's wrong?" The sloppy Taoist priest was a little puzzled.

For us, killing Huang Longxiang is similar to killing those people who are scam groups. They are not good things anyway.

"Let's talk about it when you find a place to stay. Your situation is very dangerous now." Xiangnan threw away his cigarette butt from the car window, kicked the accelerator, and the car drove as if it was flying.

This technique is comparable to Xiaopang. I almost felt that I was making my stomach come out during the bumpy journey.

After driving the car for about half an hour, we arrived in a dilapidated village.

The village is so poor that it is all dirt roads, and after the car drives over, dust is flying.

The houses in this village are also thatched houses, and basically no brick-shaped houses can be seen.

Xiangnan parked the car in a fence garden and asked us to get out.

After getting off the car, we looked around and walked into the house.

The house is full of mud and the decorations are very simple, with a broken thatched house with air leakage everywhere.

After entering the house, Xiangnan said to us: "You stay here first. It's very safe here. There will never be any Kokang Army to find this place. I'll get you some food."

After greeting him, Xiangnan left.

It took about half an hour before Xiangnan turned back, and he was holding a bag of things in his hand and put them on the table.

"There is nothing good to eat in this poor place. Let's just make do with it."

The sloppy Taoist priest opened the bag and saw that it was full of fried food, such as fried corn, fried onions, fried bananas, fried shrimps, etc., which looked oily. In this place of Myanmar, everything can be fried.
Chapter completed!