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In the venue, Sochi Du had just finished his speech.

The long and useless speech made the whole audience drowsy.

Except for the occasional camera shutter sounds, the scene was very quiet.

After all, he represented the Dian-Myanmar government.

Xiong Haibo in the venue hugged his female companion's slender waist, feeling a little confused.

It had been more than ten minutes since Sulapei left the venue, which made him feel something was wrong.

Moreover, Sochi Du's face was very ugly at this time, and there were a lot more plainclothes bodyguards in the venue.

This made the intuitive Xiong Haibo feel that there was something wrong.

But this is the DKBA's base camp in Myawaddy, and hundreds of elite soldiers are guarding around.

Thinking of this, his concerns about safety were dispelled.

People will not worry about dangers beyond their cognition.

What Xiong Haibo was concerned about was that Sulapei promised to introduce him to the four American reporters.

After the speeches of the two local leaders, the next session was the question-and-answer session.

The reporter specially dispatched by the Burmese Broadcasting and Television Station asked simple questions to the PBS crew members on the stage.

The original intention of this session was to let the American lady of PBS know the enthusiasm of the Burmese people.

After all, they have to face foreign audiences, so they must give them some face.

Little did they know that such an arrangement was simply torture for the Americans who were used to being straightforward.

How could reporters interview reporters?

And it was during the filming of the project, not a professional interview after the film won an award.

But no matter what, this was all part of the "entertainment", and they could only choose to endure it silently.

Sochi Du on the field was a little restless.

From time to time, he took out his mobile phone and edited messages under the table and sent them out.

The doubled number of bodyguards behind him were even more like they were facing a great enemy, and their right hands were always on the holsters on their waists.

But he concealed his anxiety very well.

Every time he raised his head, he had a gentle smile on his face.

Some things are not known, which is equivalent to non-existence.

The inexplicable intruder and the nearly assassinated Sulapei made Suoqi Du very worried.

That's right, the security department has already classified the intruder as an "assassin".

And concluded that this might be a revenge action by the Karen armed forces against the DKBA.

Xiong Haibo patiently waited for another half an hour.

Still no sign of Sulapei, he couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied.

Those American reporters were close at hand, but he couldn't contact them directly.

Because what he wanted to do was bribery, which couldn't be done in public at all!

That's why Sulapei's special introduction was needed to create an opportunity for him to meet the four American reporters alone.

This mentality of wanting to make more money and worrying about mistakes made Xiong Haibo a little uneasy.

He even began to back down.

All Myawaddy was cooperating with the DKBA and the Dian Myanmar Government to act, but only his Jinxin Park wanted to be special.

If he is not careful, he will be taken out and set up as a negative example.

He knew that the American reporters only looked "docile" and easy to get along with.

In fact, these guys are like rats that smell blood. As long as they catch a gimmick, they will definitely expose it.

Under such a complex mentality, Xiong Haibo became more and more anxious.

Picking up the high-foot glass, he drank the remaining wine in one gulp.

He raised his hand and patted his female companion's elastic buttocks.

"Dear, wait for me at the sidelines for a while."

"I want to meet Su La Pei Si Ling."

He said in Xia Guo dialect, and the white female companion beside him could understand it.

After turning around and throwing a wink to Xiong Haibo, he twisted his buttocks and walked to the edge of the venue.

Xiong Haibo took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket, walked slowly to a more secluded place on the other side, found Su La Pei's phone number and dialed it.

...

Inside the safe house.

This room is a composite structure, a bit like a suite.

But it is more compact than an ordinary suite.

The wall is half a meter thick and has been reinforced many times. Although it is not made of steel and lead plates, it is also poured with high-grade concrete.

There is also a dense steel mesh inside, which can withstand two or three RPG-7 attacks.

Armor-piercing rockets can only make a small hole on it.

In war-torn areas, either don't build houses or make them stronger.

Buildings that truly meet the standards are not so easy to destroy.

Skyscrapers in war often become the "last laugh" urban wreckage.

In addition to directional blasting at designated locations, conventional artillery, bombs and missiles are difficult to directly destroy large buildings.

Continuous bombardment is usually required.

As the leading high-rise building in Myawaddy, the only advantage here is its solidity.

There was no cutting corners during construction, and the standard of war fortresses was used.

The density of steel bars and the concrete grade are much higher than those of ordinary buildings.

The cost is also quite high.

When it was built, the Investment Promotion Department deceived several wealthy businessmen in Singapore to invest in it.

Once the building is completed, they will have nothing to do.

This is also a common routine in Myawaddy.

There are two or three specially reinforced rooms on almost every floor of this building.

If a fight really breaks out, every building in the town can be transformed into a battle fortress at any time.

The top can be used for helicopter takeoff and landing, and heavy firepower can be deployed on various high platforms.

The defense of the building itself is also quite powerful, which is a manifestation of practicality above all else.

At this time, there were only two people in the safe house, Su Lapei and Chen Xuan.

They sat on the sofa in the living room and talked quietly.

Surape regained his composure and was truthfully reporting the situation of DKBA.

Chen Xuan will use this information as the basis to decide who to control next.

DKBA was originally a large branch of the Karen Army, with a total of more than 6,000 soldiers.

In addition to Sulapei, the chief silk commander, there are two deputy silk commanders and three detachment leaders.

In addition, there is a former big brother from Karen State.

His name is Maung Aung Ne Win.

This man is considered the spiritual leader of the local Fu Jingtu.

In other words, Chen Xuan only needs to control six more people to basically control DKBA.

The six of them plus Surape are the leading members of the entire DKBA.

However, other people have their own areas of activity, and they are not currently in Myawaddy.

I just come here to have fun occasionally.

DKBA also controls several important towns.

On the contrary, Myawaddy is a place that was recently included in the "territory".

After understanding the organizational structure of DKBA, Chen Xuan basically had an idea.

He looked at Sulapei, who looked a little more reserved, and issued a new order.

"Find a way to get the six of them to come see me."

"Don't come in a rush, it's best to do it in batches."

"As for the time, it should be within three days!"

Chen Xuan does not need to emphasize the purpose, Su Lapei is not a fool.

After experiencing the magical contract, he understood what Chen Xuan would do to those six people.

Based on the idea of ​​revenge, "Why was I the only one who boarded the pirate ship?" Sulapei said that he would cooperate resolutely.

"But what are we going to do with those American reporters?"

"There are also major parks..."

"Dingling bell~"

Before Sulapei finished speaking, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

He nodded apologetically to Chen Xuan, who waved his hand indifferently, and Su Lapei finally answered the phone.

"Bear?"

"Say it."

There was no longer any submissiveness when facing Chen Xuan. After answering the phone, the guy regained his momentum.

Suddenly, spittle flew and scolded.

"I told you you were too greedy!"

"I don't agree with that now!"

"Tomorrow your campus must completely suspend production."

…

After hanging up the phone, Su Lapei nodded and bowed to Chen Xuan with a smile on his face.

"The manager of the park?"

Chen asked casually.

After all, he also spent a whole day as a follower to four American reporters.

When it comes to the park, you can naturally understand what DKBA is doing.

When the master asks a question, the slave cannot hide it.

So Su Lapei took the initiative to bring up the suspension of work in the park, and by the way told his master all about the greedy Xiong Haibo's plan to bribe American journalists.

After listening to his story, Chen Xuan was thoughtful.

"Is that Xiong Haibo from Xia country?"

"Tell him to come see me."

"And I have something to announce."

"Since the park has temporarily suspended work, you don't mind stopping for a while, right?"

Surape stood up to greet him, looking like one of his subordinates.

When he heard Chen Xuan say that he wanted to stay in the park for a while longer, he couldn't help but ask.

“How long do you want the park to stay?”

Chen Xuan, who was sitting on the sofa, smiled lightly.

"A hundred million years."

Sulapei thought he heard wrongly.

Chen Xuan had not mentioned the closure of the park before.

Even though DKBA is a local bacteriological influence.

However, not all major parks are owned by them, and many of them are affiliated to local fanzui groups.

Of course, there are also "individual" bosses like Xiong Haibo.

Previously, South Vietnam had a period of closure of the park for crackdowns and punishments.

At that time, Fanzui Group moved its parks to Cambodia, Myanmar and even Dubai.

The vitality of these fanzui groups is very tenacious, like a hydra, if one head is cut off, there will still be eight heads.

If Myawaddy announces the closure of the park, Fanzui Group will look for a new place to take root.

But this is not important to Chen Xuan.

In the short term, he just wanted Myawaddy to be clean.

And he felt that doing so would cater to the interests of the other side.

Just as Chen thought before, "fake it and make it real".

Just imagine when Myawaddy really becomes "clean".

The park was closed and the "piglets" were deported.

If this matter is reported, it will definitely arouse the support of international public opinion!

You must know that the original DKBA and Myanmar Government did not have this courage.

The network of interests intertwined by black and gray industries is difficult to cut off.

But Chen Xuan has no such worries, he can turn fake drama into reality!

…

Xiong Haibo in the venue was so angry that his cheeks turned red.

He rubbed his female companion's crotch fiercely, venting the anger in his heart.

"Damn Surape!"

"Sooner or later, Bai Zhiyong will be beaten to death!"

Xiong Haibo shouted angrily in his heart.

The expressions of the female companions around me were very complicated, sometimes painful and sometimes relieved.

Just when he was indignant, the phone rang again.

He looked at the screen and found that it was Surape who called back.

He quickly let go of his hand, walked to a quiet corner, and chose to answer.

"General Siling, please speak!"

"Okay, okay! Safe house, right?"

"I'll wait for you to send someone to pick me up."

"Thank you for your hard work!"

After hanging up the phone, Xiong Haibo breathed a sigh of relief.

His expression changed from gloomy to a confident smile.

He adjusted his tie and suit, and a few minutes later, two plainclothes bodyguards came to his side.

"Come with us."

Xiong Haibo hurriedly followed, and turned back to wave to his white girl companion.

He followed the bodyguards through the corridor and came to the safe house deep on the 19th floor.

The bodyguard opened the first decorative solid wood door, and then there was another metal fingerprint door.

The defense of Jinxin Park was also very strict, but it was still no match for the fungus valve.

Before entering the reception room, the bodyguard knocked on the door.

"Let Xiong come in by himself."

Surape's voice came from the room.

The bodyguard made a gesture of invitation and left.

Xiong Haibo rubbed his hands, and then opened the door of the reception room.

He bowed and nodded as he walked into the room.

Don't look at him yelling and yelling in front of employees and "piglets".

But he still has to continue to be a bad brother when he sees Su Lape.

After greeting, this guy saw a stranger sitting on the sofa.

Out of respect for the fungus valve, Xiong Haibo did not immediately ask the identity of the man.

Su Lape looked at him with a gloomy expression, just nodded his chin at the sofa opposite to signal him to sit down.

After sitting down, Xiong Haibo couldn't wait to ask,

"When will you introduce those Americans to me?"

What he cares about most is the "business" of several million US dollars this week.

But Su Lape frowned immediately.

"There is no need to introduce..."

As soon as these words came out, Xiong Haibo became anxious.

"You promised me!"

"Don't forget that you also have shares in the park."

"You can get at least 150,000 dollars every week!"

"I will try my best to develop more Xiaguo piglets to the park, so that the income in the next quarter can be increased..."

They all communicated in Burmese.

At this time, Chen Xuan, who had disguised himself as a Dian-Myanmar person, suddenly spoke.

"Are you from Xia?"

He used the Xia language, and his pronunciation was very standard.

The sudden episode interrupted Xiong Haibo's train of thought.

He swallowed the second half of his words back into his stomach, and looked at Chen Xuan with doubt.

"Who are you?"

After nearly twenty years in Dian-Myanmar, it was the first time that Xiong Haibo saw a Dian-Myanmar person who spoke Xia language so well.

Chen Xuan, who had disguised himself, smiled but said nothing.

"Are there many Xia 'piglets' in your park?"

"They are your compatriots."

Chen Xuan did not answer him, but instead raised a new question.

"Hey!"

In response, Xiong Haibo sneered.

He also relaxed when talking about "piglets", after all, he was an "expert".

He explained casually.

"Compatriots?"

"Just some fools who want to make a fortune abroad!"

"Where are there so many good jobs in this world?"

"Waste is waste everywhere!"

"Instead of that, you might as well be my 'piglets'. As the saying goes, ten pigs feed one person."

His words were full of contempt and a sense of superiority.

Chen Xuan, who was sitting opposite Xiong Haibo, slowly narrowed his eyes and clapped his hands gently.

"Pa pa."

"Well said."

"Then whose pig are you?"

...

Just a mention.

I still owe 13,000 words of updates this month.

Diligence Bug has not forgotten. I will make some adjustments in the next two days and resume updating 10,000 words as soon as possible to pay off the debt.