The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

The backyard is separated from the front yard by two entrance rooms, and behind it is a two-story bungalow with a sentry on the roof.

The room is large, but a little dark. Mu Kun likes such a dark environment and doesn't like too bright places. Too bright places make him feel insecure.

Mu Kun sat on one side of the table, and across the table sat three guests dressed differently. They waited in Chiang Mai for three days before they were allowed to come here to meet Mu Kun.

Mu Kun threw three small packets of powder in front of the three guests.

Each guest took a small packet, tore it open, dipped a little in his finger and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Bah!" one of them spat, "Old man, this is wrong. Why are the goods so bad this year?"

Mu Kun said: "This year's harvest is not good, and the output is already small. As you know, Europe and North America have high quality requirements, and supply is given priority."

"What about East Asia? You can't ignore such a large volume? In previous years, at least one-third of the high-end goods should be reserved for local supply."

"Master Hui from Hongmen in Nanyang ate most of it. If you want high-quality goods, you can ask him for it."

"What? Hongmen is getting more and more outrageous now! In the past, they didn't do drugs, and they often meddle in our own business to cause trouble for us. Now they make white goods and eat half of them at once. What do they think of us? Such bad guys The general cannot ignore matters of rules!"

"How does the general manage it?" Mu Kun sneered, "Are you as powerful as Hongmen? How many stalls can your stalls add up to? Besides, do you know how to behave with Master Hui? Master Hui gave the general a Little princess, what did you give me?"

The three people looked at each other, nodded, and one of them clapped his hands.

As soon as the door opened, two men came in with three teenage girls.

"This is a little greeting gift from us to the general. Please pass it on to the general to express our respect."

The girls huddled in the corner, huddled together.

Mu Kun walked over, lifted the girls' chins and looked at them one by one, and asked, "Are you sure it's Chu'er? If it's broken, the general will be angry."

"Don't worry, it's definitely a chick! It's hard to find a big chick now, so we can only find such a small one."

"Well, since you are so thoughtful, I will help you get more high-end goods. You go to Chiang Mai to stay for a few days and wait for news from me."

The three customers stood up gratefully and were about to leave.

Suddenly I heard a gunshot from the front yard.

They immediately became nervous and subconsciously took out their guns.

Mu Kun's men immediately took out their guns and the two sides confronted each other.

"Mu Kun, what's going on? Is the police here?"

Mu Kun said: "Don't worry, nothing will happen to me here."

He motioned to one of his men, "Go out and take a look."

Just as the men were about to open the door, there was a loud bang, and the door flew in, hitting the wall behind with a bang, blood splattered, and the person behind the door had turned into a meat pie.

Three people walked in from the door.

Walking in front are a man and a woman. The man is strong and tall, and the woman is delicate and delicate.

Following them was a young man in his early twenties, who was very elegant. Originally his face was calm, but after seeing the three trembling girls in the corner, a murderous look instantly shot out of his eyes.

The dozen or so people in the room, except Mu Kun, all raised their guns.

"Who is Mu Kun?"

Mashan asked loudly as soon as he came in. When asking questions, he stared at Mu Kun, because this guy was the only one who didn't raise his gun, so he was obviously the boss here.

"Who are you?" Mu Kun frowned when he heard that Mashan was speaking Chinese, and then asked in broken Chinese.

Mashan nodded: "It seems you are Mu Kun."

Mu Kun frowned. From the sound of gunshots in the front yard to the three people appearing here, he only said two words. In a few seconds, he crossed the two courtyards. Even the world sprint champion was not that fast.

Moreover, the corridor outside was full of his people, and there were sentries on the roof. There was no movement from these people, indicating that they had been dealt with.

He couldn't figure out how they did it.

"What are you doing with me?"

"Take us to see the general." Mashan said.

Mu Kun breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they were customers who came to purchase goods, and sneered: "General, you can't just meet him if you want. Which road are you from? How much money did you bring?"

The buyer who came first was not happy and said angrily: "Mu Kun, when will newcomers be able to come and buy goods at will? Are you guys in the Golden Triangle so unruly in business now?"

Mu Kun spread his hands and said, "We are doing business. We just want to see who pays more and who is sincere." He then looked at Mashan, "Where is your sincerity?"

"Sincerity, right?"

Ma Shan suddenly punched the buyer who just spoke in the face.

The man fell to the ground with a plaque on his head.

Before Mu Kun could react, Ma Shan's figure spun around in the room like lightning, punching like the wind, boom, boom, boom. After several punches, he knocked down all the dozen or so people left in the room to the ground. .

Ma Shan is not as fearless of bullets as Li Muchen, but in such a small space, he is not afraid of his opponent's gun at all.

If you have a gun, you have to have time to shoot.

Mu Kun looked at this scene in shock, and two words flashed in his mind: Grandmaster?

There are many Muay Thai masters in Siam, including one in Chiang Mai. There used to be one in Chiang Rai, but he was later killed by the general because he blocked the general's financial path.

Li Muchen walked towards the three little girls huddled in the corner.

The girls were too scared to look at him.

Li Muchen knelt down and smiled at them.

A spring breeze like Hexi came from nowhere, blowing away the clouds and fears in their hearts. The handsome and sunny face in front of them made them feel warm.

A girl suddenly cried out: "I want to go home! Wuwuwu..."

When she cried, the other two started to cry too.

Chanali came over, hugged them gently, and said, "Okay, you can go home soon. Tell sister, where is your home? How did you get here?"

"I'm from southern Yunnan." A girl sobbed. "I was playing in front of my house, and two people came over on a motorcycle. One person got off and took me away. They beat me and didn't let me cry! Woo hoo! …”

"I'm from Qianzhou." Another girl said timidly, "I...I don't know how I got here. I was waiting for my mother at the bus station. It was very hot, and a kind aunt gave me a cup. Drink, then I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I was in a strange place."

Chanali only felt a burst of heartache. Poor child, until this moment, she still thought that the aunt who gave her a drink was a kind person.

The third girl was silent and did not speak.

Chanali felt strange and asked: "What about you? Where is your home?"

The girl shook her head: "I don't have a home."

"No home? How come you don't have a home? Where are your parents?"

"My mother is dead too."

"What about Dad?"

The girl lowered her head, and it took her a long time to muster up the courage to say, "He is a bad person! He gambles, takes drugs, and stays away from home all day long. When his mother was sick, he never came back to see her."

"Then how did you get here?"

"My father owed a lot of money. They came to my house to ask for money. My mother died and I was sold by them to pay off my father's debt."

Chanali sighed, Poppy has harmed so many people.

But for people in the Golden Triangle, this is what they depend on for survival, just like food is to farmers.

"What's your name?"

"Yu Xiaohua. My mother said that the poppy is the most beautiful flower in the world, but also the most vicious. It makes me rather be a little wild flower on the roadside than a poppy that harms people."

Li Muchen sighed.

Since joining the world, he has been traveling among wealthy and aristocratic families, and has rarely seen the suffering of the poor in this world.

There was so much sadness hidden in this child's few words. Compared with her, my childhood was not the most painful. After all, there were still many happy times to recall.

"What are you going to do?" Mu Kun looked at them, a little confused, "These three children are going to be dedicated to the general!"

Li Muchen turned around and pointed at Mu Kun.

A small arc of electricity shot out from his fingertips and wrapped around Mu Kun.

Mu Kun screamed and trembled all over, with an extremely painful expression on his face.

After a while, the light of the arc on his body slowly disappeared.

"This lightning lock discharges every two hours. The energy of each discharge will be greater than the last one and the duration will be longer." Li Muchen said, "You'd better help us find the general quickly."

Mu Kun's face turned pale, and he shuddered at the thought of the hellish torture he had to endure every two hours.