Breaking Through the Clouds: 135.Chapter 135
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Late night.
The door of the monk's room was creaked open. A slightly aging figure appeared at the end of the promenade, a gray and slack face with no expression, the robes dragged on the ground in the blue and white moonlight, and went straight through the courtyard like a ghost to the back door of the temple.
By the haystack outside the stove, the two subordinates have been waiting for a long time. Seeing him coming over, they immediately bowed their heads together: "Big boss."
U Tun said coldly in Burmese: "Let's go, go to Daluo."
The two subordinates lifted the haystack together, and it turned out to be just a thick layer of turf. With moonlight and flashlights, a black bulletproof off-road vehicle was hidden under the turf!
The lofty mountains in the dark night are like the Big Tiewei Mountain that surrounds the three thousand worlds in Buddhism, and the village valley where the temple is located is like the **** of Yuzeng surrounded by groups, with all the sights of the human being surrounded. Living. Wu Tun got into the car and squinted his old eyes to look into the distance. He knew that the Shan State police were lying in ambush around the temple, but no one would have thought that he could escape at night.
Ordinary people driving on this steep mountain road will only end up falling into a cliff, but he is not afraid.
He has been operating in the Gide Mountain area for several years, and he has already opened a secret road in the mountain's belly, just for the day when the hopeless golden cicada escaped from the shell.
The off-road vehicle did not turn on the high beam, and drove out of the temple skillfully in the dark with the help of the unclear moonlight. Wu Tun's decree pattern was especially obvious because of his tight mouth. One of the two men drove the car, and the other used an infrared night vision telescope to watch the outside vigilantly. After bumping up and down for a while, they finally left the mountain road and drove into the jungle.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered in Burmese: "Boss, the police are not moving, we are safe."
Wu Tun nodded slowly.
The subordinates know, and finally turned on the high beams, reflecting the surrounding jungle brightly——
At this moment, a long and sharp whistle like a howling suddenly sounded in the distance!
Several people were shocked at the same time, and their subordinates lost their voice: "Big Boss!"
Wu Tun shouted: "Don't stop, listen to my command!"
The off-road vehicle stopped amid the sharp rubbing sound, and then suddenly changed its direction, stumbled into the dangerous jungle on a completely unfamiliar road. At the same time, in the distance, a horse on the hillside in the forest put down the military night vision binoculars, turned his head and said loudly: "Brother Jie! They changed their way to three o'clock!"
"..." Ajie cursed silently and plunged into the car: "Chasing!"
The lights of the car lights up in the dark, like monsters waking up one after another, opening their huge yellow eyes. Then there was a roar, the tires pressed over the bushes and thorn bushes, and chased them in the direction of Wu Tun's escape in a fan shape!
But at this moment, a few sounds suddenly came from the depths of the jungle: Da! Da da! ——
Ajie's eyelids twitched in the passenger seat.
In an instant, the flames of the machine gun blasted out without warning!
The bullets poured down like a torrential rain, and all the people in the car reflexively hugged their heads and rushed forward. Bullets, wood chips, and car window glass flew wildly in the invisible darkness. Ajie turned his head against the rain of bullets, and only listened to his subordinates asking in astonishment: "We were ambushed?!"
Ajie's eyes flashed with cold light: "No, it's the government army."
After the praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole, the Shan State police have been stalking the neighbourhood for half a month, just to kill them and Wu Tun. It is not surprising. But what is strange is how can government forces appear here accurately, and why can they bite them in the first place? !
At this critical juncture, there is no time to think about it. Ajie bent down and took out the mortar from under the seat, carried it on his shoulders, gritted his teeth and opened the window, and a shuttle bullet flew past his hand in an instant. But the assassin who had licked his blood for many years was not afraid, half of his body stuck out of the car window, and just by listening to the sound, he discerned the most intense reversal of the gunfire in an instant, and he shot!
The towering trees and the dust exploded in the sky, the screams of the Shan State military and police were endless, and there was a brief gap in the sound of machine guns.
But Ajie didn't give the other party any chance to breathe.
He squinted his eyes against the high wind that the off-road vehicle told to drive, and seemed to enjoy the enemy's wailing. He shifted the muzzle by an angle, and there was another loud noise—boom! !
"They fired!" The driver panicked and shouted in Burmese: "Big boss! More than a bunch of people behind!"
The gunfire shook the night, but Wu Tun was not affected at all. This old drug lord who has passed the sixtieth birthday is used to fighting, until this time he is calm: "What a big deal if you panic! It is Wen Shao who is surrounded by Shan State police, and they have been calculated! Let them bite the dog. Go!"
Before the voice fell, a few bullets came from an unknown direction, shattering the side-view mirror. The driver shook his hand, and the off-road vehicle almost plunged into the ditch. Fortunately, the tire bounced out at the moment of the moment, and the whole truck jumped and staggered into the woods.
"Two o'clock, toward the sound of water!" Wu Tun scolded: "Listen to my command!"
The all-black off-road vehicle crashed out of the bushes, and the fierce gunfight was far behind, and then it was covered by the loud noise of the waterfall. The two men were not knowing where they were heading, when suddenly they saw a flash of light on the river bank in the distance, which turned out to be a flashlight!
Wu Tun said solemnly: "Stop!"
The off-road vehicle was parked on the bank of the river. Wu Tun didn't want anyone to help him. He jumped down and strode towards the direction where the flashlight was lit. He hurriedly followed with the gun in his hand, and saw a dark and sturdy middle-aged man carrying the flashlight on the river bank, and a motorboat appeared behind him!
"Uncle Wu Tun," the middle-aged man is obviously the confidant of Caohua A faction. He doesn't talk nonsense when he meets. He directly asks in a low voice: "I have prepared it here as you ordered. What's going on in the forest? "
Wu Tun's face was gloomy: "Wen Shao really came to stop me and was ambushed by the police. Can the boat drive?"
"You can drive." The middle-aged man paused, his voice lightened slightly: "But only two people can sit."
Wu Tun nodded, did not hesitate, took the gun from the middle-aged man, turned around and fired twice!
The two bodyguards who escorted him out of the temple didn't even react. One of them was shot in the forehead and fell to the ground.
The middle-aged man didn't think differently, and didn't even bother to look at the corpse, so he helped Wu Tun onto the motorboat. The pool under the waterfall leads to the big river. At night, the water is turbulent. The middle-aged man sat in front of the steering wheel and roared amidst the rushing water: "The opposite bank has been arranged! You can take care of it at any time! Wait for the people on the border to take care , We will leave for Yunnan immediately!"
Wu Tun didn't answer, his thick sagging eyelids shone brightly.
In his entire life, he has been put on his back with a knife and his head with a gun, and he has been encircled and suppressed by several drug dealers in the Golden Triangle. The more dangerous and terrifying moments have come. Every time you save yourself from danger, you will be blessed if you survive a catastrophe, as if there is a Buddha blessing you in the dark.
As long as he escapes from Burma, there are still a large number of treasures buried in the vast mountains of S Province, mainland China, enough for him to comfortably survive the rest of his life. Whether it's the fateful ghost who knew he should be strangled to death by birth, or the Shan State military police who can kill him like a fly, these people don't want to catch him a hair——
Puff!
The motorboat finally landed, and his confidant hurriedly climbed onto the rocky beach and helped Wu Tun out. The two waded and walked onto the river bank, only to see the thick ink-like night covering the river, and the sharp noise of the wind over the mountains and the forest mixed with the sound of the water, other than that, don't make any noise.
"...Where's the person?" His confidant looked around, suspiciously: "The Yushan gang agreed to meet here, where did they go?"
There is a hint of iron fish in the damp river cement.
Wu Tun's heart suddenly sank.
"Yushan! Hey!" The confidant took two steps forward, lowering his voice in Burmese and shouted: "Uncle Tun has arrived, where are you guys! Yushan!"
Wu Tunji stepped forward and pulled his confidant, but it was already late. Just listen to the muffler|The device squeaked slightly, bleeding burst on the chest and chest, the next second silently fell back, and the corpse fell heavily to the ground.
In an instant Wu Tun knew that the worst premonition became true: "...Who, who?!"
Boom——
A dozen or so car lights turned on, and the night turned into day. Wu Tun's conditioned reflex blocked his eyes. Immediately afterwards, he only heard a laugh, familiar to the bloodline, but terrible to the horror. In an instant, his entire internal organs were frozen:
"Long time no see, father."
More than a dozen jeeps surrounded the river bank, and countless bodyguards in front of the car looked eagerly. The open space is full of corpses, with countless pieces of meat and broken limbs. The blood of the henchmen of the "Caohua A" faction soaks through every stone crack and flows continuously along the rocky beach to the big river.
In the middle of the **** hell, his son's slender figure stood against the light, with his hands in his trouser pockets.
Wu Tun panted quickly: "How do you know... How do you know that I will walk the river?!..."
Then his eyes froze, and his voice stopped abruptly.
——A handsome young man stood side by side with the king of spades, with a cloak over his shoulders wrapped around his body, only a pair of thin, pale hands folded in front of him.
Wu Tun knows the answer.
"I haven't had time to tell you yet," Wen Shao patted Jiang Ting on the shoulder and said to Wu Tun, who smiled like an earthy face, "Now he is'my' Red Heart Q."
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The gate of the village opened, the bodyguard pushed forward under Wu Tun's collar, and the old drug lord stumbled onto the wooden floor of the main house.
"When I came back from the United States with the blue gold formula six years ago, I thought your time was over."
The torches lit up one after another from all sides of the hall, like a fire dragon, reflecting the huge space like daylight. Wu Tun hobbled up from the ground, only to see Shao leisurely passing through many bodyguards and standing in front of him, like a young demon crawling out of the ground from **** in black blood.
"But I didn’t expect that your people could steal the formula or even develop a simpler synthesis method. That was the second time my life plan was interrupted by you after learning that Red Heart Q was working for you. ."
"..." Wu Tun looked up with a trembling, Jiang Ting was expressionless, guarded by two bodyguards, standing two steps away behind Wen Shao.
"Fortunately, I still have a chance to correct this mistake," Wen Shao's voice paused slightly, and smiled: "It's like I won the Red Queen back."
"I won't tell you the recipe," Wu Tun gritted his teeth tightly: "You horrible ghost, early death, don't dream of me! Even if I die, I'm the boss of the Golden Triangle, don't even think about it. Replace me!"
"The Golden Triangle has fallen. Southeast Asian governments are staring at that area. Opium poppy cultivation can no longer bring huge profits as it did decades ago. Just like alkaloids will eventually be replaced by synthetics. Mind control drugs are gradually on the rise, and the old lion will one day come to an end."
Wu Tun opened his mouth to curse, Wen Shao leaned over slightly, and whispered in his ear: "If you haven't trained Jiang Ting to check and balance me, maybe I will give you a good old age... but you take it away from me. My only brother is gone."
The torch crackled, Jiang Ting said nothing, his eyelashes drooping quietly.
Wen Shao looked down at Wu Tun with pity: "You can say it."
He turned around and walked to Jiang Ting, drew a dagger from his back, and swept Jiang Ting's hair behind his ears with the hilt. He will always have a kind of patience that is incompatible with the surrounding environment. Under the eyes of everyone, countless fires are shining in his abyss-like eyes, and there is a hint of gentleness in the trance:
"Go, prove it to me."
Jiang Ting took the dagger from his hand without any hesitation, and walked forward.
"What are you doing? Do you really dare to do it?!" Wu Tun panicked: "Red Heart Q! Do you remember that I was the one who brought you out of the kennel? Only you can't—"
As soon as the voice fell, he was pushed to the ground by several bodyguards. Wu Tun's eyes were about to split, and Jiang Ting knelt on one knee and half, holding down his left index finger.
"I remember," Jiang Ting said lightly, "but I found someone more worthy of allegiance."
Not far away, the king of spades turned his head with a smile.
The next second, Jiang stopped the knife and dropped it, and the tip of the knife accurately pierced Wu Tun's fingers, prying away his fingernails!
"Ahhhhh-"
The screams resounded throughout the hall, Jiang Ting was unmoved, his blood-stained hands pressed Wu Tun's **** and thrust the tip of the knife into the nail cover alive:
"Where is the synthetic recipe?"
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The back room.
Wen Shao stood by the window, and the intermittent screams in the lobby in the distance stopped and rang. I don’t know how long it took, and finally there was footsteps behind him. Looking back, I saw Jiang Ting crossing the threshold with a **** dagger, and said briefly: "I cut one of his arms into a skeleton, and he explained it."
"Oh?"
"The industrial synthesis site is in a village in Yaoshan, S Province. The new synthesis formula and a large amount of'blue gold' stocks are sealed in the underground factory, which is Wu Tun's secret treasure. The specific address has been written down by your people, if We are in time and can leave immediately tonight."
Wen Shao didn't comment and waved and said, "Come here."
"..."
Jiang Ting stepped forward and stood still, and then his **** right hand holding a dagger was pinched by Wen Shao and raised to his eyes.
"Since a long time ago, I have no feelings for the people and things around me. Sadness, joy, longing, and expectation. These naive emotions are like a blank screen. Psychologists say that the lack of emotional projection is antisocial. Personality, writers use terms such as'birth gifts' or'gifts from God' to explain the origin of emotions, but in fact a little chemical powder can easily control the secretion of dopamine in the human brain, the so-called'ecstasy of soul tremor' or'unwanted pain 'Sadness' is just a question of an injection. I began to know that if there is a **** in the world, then the **** should be white|powdered."
"But the gods of chemical synthesis can't control me," Wen Shao looked at Jiang Ting deeply, and said softly, "Only you have exposed me to that... feeling."
They stared at each other in the moonlight, Jiang Ting asked calmly: "What do you feel, guilt? Regret?"
Wen Shao was silent for a long time, and the life-saving rope that was suspended in front of the two children more than 20 years ago passed through the void again in an instant.
"There is also expectation and joy." He finally said, with Jiang Ting's blood-filled knuckles leaning against his lips, and a kiss was lightly pressed.
It's like the breath of death, or the scales of a viper, sweeping across the surface of the skin.
"You haven't recovered, you won't leave tonight." Wen Shao said softly, "Tomorrow we will start transiting from Yunnan to Yaoshan in S Province and take the road to Jianning."
Jiang Ting looked indifferent and smiled: "Yes."