Record of northern Myanmar

This guy is quite interesting.

After suffering such a serious injury, I didn't want to rush to the hospital, but I wanted to take this breath first.

I smiled and said, "Don't worry! Let's go to the hospital first and check. Those grandchildren are all here! When you come back, I'll let you take this breath, okay?"

He gave me a thumbs up and said, "Thanks in advance, brother!"

Seeing that he had no objection, I quickly asked someone to take him to the hospital and walked upstairs.

I met Qin Feng at the elevator entrance, and I pulled him into the elevator and went up to the fourth floor.

"Have you found it?" I asked.

"Found it!" he said, "Actually, there is no need to check, Brother Hu knows him!"

"Brother Tiger knows him? Who is he?"

"You must have never imagined that this man is Song Huai's youngest son! He is usually domineering in Kokang, but I don't know why he came here. Brother Hu said that there is no need to be polite to him, and he asked me to use the money to redeem him."

"Huh?" I immediately laughed, "Then why are you so polite? Let's go! Let's go meet this um... Mr. Song!"

When I arrived at the small building at the back, I discovered that it had also been renovated.

It turns out that when you enter, you will find a hall with only ceramic tiles, and then there are rooms on both sides.

Everything has changed now.

The tiles in the lobby were replaced with milky white, and a sofa coffee table and a small bar were installed, like a coffee shop.

Directly opposite the door, there was a golden Buddha. There were three unburned incense sticks in the incense burner, and there were several plates of fruit in front of it.

The doors to the rooms on the left and right have also been changed, and they look like private rooms in a teahouse, except that they have various names posted on them.

What about the Ascension Pool, what about the Meditation Room, and there is one called Tingyuxuan.

Tingyuxuan is the toilet.

Several guards were sitting there drinking coffee, with their electric batons and handcuffs placed on the small round table in front of them.

Seeing Qin Feng and me coming, he stood up in a panic.

"Brother Meng!"

"Brother Meng! Brother Feng!"

"Where are the people?" I asked.

"Over here!" A guard quickly picked up his electric baton handcuffs and walked to the side.

I glanced outside the room he opened, labeled "Valley of Overcoming Tribulation".

I couldn't help but laugh out loud. If these boys were locked up here, they would really be in trouble.

After entering, there was no furniture in the room, only torture instruments.

One wall is hung with barbed wire, with rows of various tools hanging from it.

The same goes for the other wall, with various whips, daggers and other... weapons?

That’s right!

Facing the door are several vertical steel pipes and several horizontal ones.

The four young men were hanging on the horizontal steel pipe, and they had no strength left.

"They were scolding me so much just now!" the guard said, "I guess they have no strength now."

The man in the silver vest raised his head and looked over, and cursed feebly: "Idiot, put me down quickly! Do you know who I am?"

The guard scolded: "Who are you? Keep your mouth clean to avoid suffering!"

The silver vest chuckled, "You are not worthy of being my son!"

"Slap!" I said lightly.

The guards had wanted to beat them up a long time ago. If Qin Feng hadn't already known their identities and told them to deal with them later when he brought them upstairs, I'm afraid they would have been beaten beyond recognition by now. .

The guard stepped forward, slapped him with his hands and slapped him.

Within a few seconds, Silver Vest's face was swollen and he couldn't curse anymore.

When the few people around saw this, they quickly said: "Stop fighting! He is Mr. Song! Do you know that you are in trouble? Do you know who he is?"

The guard stopped and walked up to the yellow-haired man who spoke, "Who do I care?"

"His father..."

"Song Huai!" I said. Seeing their surprised expressions, I chuckled, "Isn't it Song Huai? That old boy should be polite when he sees me and be honest. Who is his son?" "

After hearing what I said, several people started to panic.

"You know that I am Master Song, but you still treat him like this. Aren't you afraid of Master Song's revenge?" Cun Tou asked.

The silver vest raised its pig-headed head at this time and tried to look at me.

"Boy...I remember you, just wait...wait for my dad to bring people to calm down your place..."

"Ha!" I gave a fake smile, "A Feng, he said that his father and his people are going to level this place! I'm so scared!"

Qin Feng sneered, "Okay! Come on! Just in time for their father and son to reunite, and when they get to the underworld, they will have a companion!"

They were even more panicked, but they were not quite sure whether what I said was true or not, so they all looked towards Silver Vest.

"Mr. Song! Mr. Song?"

"Call your mother!" Silver Vest muttered and cursed, "Just believe what he says!"

"Look what's on you?" I motioned to the guard.

The guard quickly said: "Everything was found. The wallet and cell phone are all in this box."

He picked up a box from the ground next to him, which contained four mobile phones, three wallets, a pile of change, keys, necklaces and other messy things.

"Which one is yours?" I asked Silver Vest.

He ignored me.

I sighed, "Originally, I knew you were Mr. Song's son, and wanted to call him. Unfortunately, I didn't know his number! I asked you, but you didn't tell me. Are you afraid that he would interrupt when he comes home? Your legs? Then tell you that here, no one can mess with a man named A Meng? "

"Ah Meng?" Silver Vest reacted, "Are you Ah Meng?"

"That's right!"

"You're not dead!"

"Hey! As you said, your father is not dead yet, how can I be anxious?" I suddenly became happy, it seems that this kid knows a lot of things, "Then do you want to inform your father to come and pick up the people?"

The silver vest thought for a long time before saying: "White!"

I picked up the only white flip phone and pulled the pendant hanging on it. It was a blue jade lotus bud.

As expected of the Song family, which is engaged in jade business, even the mobile phone pendant is made of such a good-looking blue jade carving.

Opening the phone cover and bringing up the address book, I said: "..."

I don’t know Burmese at all, and now I can only speak it, but when I read the newspaper, I don’t know a single word.

"Which one is Song Huai?" I asked.

The guard stretched out his head to take a look, pointed at one of them, and said, "Isn't this old immortal?"

The silver vest quickly said: "That's it!"

"I really should let Mr. Song see what his son's name was for him." I said with a smile and dialed the phone.

Qin Feng asked in a low voice: "How much is appropriate?"

I'm also wondering, how much should it cost?

These boys, including Yin Shiting'er, are his sons. If he values ​​​​him very much, Song Huai will not refuse no matter how much money he asks.

But it's hard to say for the other three.

I waited until the phone automatically disconnected, but Song Huai didn't answer the call.

I was not in a hurry and walked up to Silver Vest.

"Excuse me, Mr. Song, what is your name?"

Silver Vest wanted to curse, but held it back and said reluctantly: "Song Nianzu!"

"Nianzu!" I thought about it, "What a good name. I'm afraid your ancestors will crawl out of the ground and take you down to teach you, an unfilial descendant, a lesson!"

"You..." He was about to get angry.

"By the way, how much do you think your life is worth?" I asked with a smile, "Or, how much do you think your life is worth? There are a few of them, buy one and get three free Well, let’s bid separately!”