Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

"If you fart, hurry up, otherwise I will go back..."

The woman said in an indifferent voice, it was because she had this indispensable poison-making skill that she could support such a temper.

Otherwise, I might not even know how he died.

"Yicai, what's the tone of your voice? The big boss, Sister Feng, is here to see you. If you don't take off your clothes yet, stop making it this morning!"

Ah Sheng said loudly with a bit of worry on his face.

Nainai, in front of Sister Feng, a woman said that, why don’t you lose face?

It just means that Asheng really has no choice. As long as he knows these skills, Asheng will not have this attitude when doing certain things.

After hearing what Ah Sheng said, Yicai turned her attention seriously to Sister Feng.

There is only one woman in this place, and with such a feminine name as Sister Feng, no one can guess wrong, right?

Only then did Yicai take off the mask on her face.

It is a very delicate face, but the skin is a little yellow, and the black braid hangs down behind.

Her peach blossom eyes are bright and sparkling, the kind that can attract men with just one glance.

Then he took off his white protective clothing.

Wearing a tube top on the upper body and blue denim shorts on the lower body, her hot figure is exposed in the air.

Although the eyes of the boys next to him were shining, it seemed that no one dared to cross the line.

After all, Yicai is a figure that Asheng respects. If they touch her, they will probably be left with nothing to eat.

At that time, he was not the only one who would be implicated, probably even their family members would not be spared.

However, this situation does not include mutual consent.

If Yicai could fall in love with Nijiezi, and even said that she would hand over her skills to Nijiezi, this would be something Asheng would be particularly happy to see.

In his eyes, if you can make money, you have value.

When this craft belongs to more than one person, then Yicai is not so important.

"Sister Feng? Hehe, you are just another person who will do anything for money."

Yicai twisted her waist, picked up the water glass on the ground next to her, glanced at Sister Feng, said disdainfully, raised her head and took a sip.

"Who doesn't love money? If I give you 10 million now, won't you be tempted?"

Sister Feng's face remained calm, she didn't say she was angry or anything, she said calmly.

"Temptation, why should I be tempted? What use is money to me if I stay here every day?"

After hearing Sister Feng's words, Yicai answered without hesitation, with a hint of joking in her tone.

"Then what if you can come out?"

Sister Feng stared at Yicai and said in a bewitching tone.

"You will let me out?"

Yi Cai put down the water glass and said with some disbelief.

"At least not now, unless you can hand over your skills."

Sister Feng stared at Yicai with a meaningful look in her eyes. Sister Feng's calculations were so loud that I could hear them nearby.

"Do you think I'm stupid? If I hand it over, will I still be alive?"

Yi Cai rolled her eyes, obviously not taking advantage of Sister Feng's hook.

"If you say that, I can't help it. This time a big customer wants 200 kilograms of goods. How many days will it take to make it?"

Sister Feng didn't speak anymore, but put forward the purpose of coming to this place.

"Two hundred kilograms? This will take many days, and the raw materials here are far from enough."

Yi Cai glanced at Sister Feng, as if that was indeed the case, and then said this.

"Let's do this, tell me what ingredients you need, and I'll buy them for you."

Sister Feng tugged on the windbreaker that was about to fall down and put forward her own opinion.

"Maybe others ask you to buy it, but Brother Liu and I have always prepared the ingredients ourselves."

Yicai took out a cigarette, lit it for herself, and took a puff to relieve the fatigue on her face.

"It's up to you, but it's almost noon now. Let's go eat first and let me express my feelings."

Sister Feng did not argue too much on this issue, but instead wanted to treat Yicai to dinner.

For Sister Feng, in the current situation, it is obvious that she cannot get the formula.

Even if you know what the ingredients are, it is useless if you don’t know the order in which to prepare them.

Since Yicai wants to buy it herself, it saves Sister Feng one thing.

"It's not easy. I never thought there would be a chance for you to bleed."

Yi Cai looked at Sister Feng and said something sinister, as if she didn't take Sister Feng seriously at all.

Damn it, if I had this trump card, I might be even more arrogant than Yicai.

What's wrong with being arrogant? People have the capital.

"What are you still doing? Come here and carry it to the car!"

Sister Feng glanced at me and said reproachfully, as if she was taking out the anger she had just received on me.

Fuck, if there weren't so many people in this place, I would have given Sister Feng an elbow.

That is to say, Sister Feng can be prestigious outside, but in normal times, her and I are of the same status.

I still squatted down and carried Sister Feng on my back.

But when I walked to the car, my hands were not too honest.

The hand holding her thigh secretly exerted force, and even said that it could twist her thigh flesh.

Tsk tsk, you have to pay a certain price for using me like this. I can't suffer the loss in vain.

"Snapped."

Sister Feng slapped me on the head and said with some shame and anger:

"The breath you exhaled hurts me, it won't be any less! Are you dead?"

I twitched the corner of my mouth and thought to myself, do you want to listen to what you are saying?

If I were dead, I probably wouldn't have to breathe, right?

It was a bumpy journey to the place where the car was parked.

Yicai sat in the passenger seat of Sister Feng's luxury car. According to her, if you don't do it, it will be for nothing.

A group of us drove for dozens of minutes to a nearby city.

Find the best restaurant here and have a great meal.

Sister Feng raised her eyebrows, with a look of pain on her face.

Actually, although the food money is a bit much, for Sister Feng, it can only be regarded as drizzle.

It just means that the richer people are, the more they will deduct others.

For themselves, they are very willing to spend money, such as Sister Feng's luxury car and that luxurious villa.

"Cough cough."

After finishing the meal, Yi Cai watched Asheng cough and winked at him.

"The stuff is already in the pickup, along with your money for the ingredients."

Asheng had a look of helplessness on his face, and then said to Yicai.

Ah Sheng was standing guard, so he stood up and went out with Yicai.

"I don't need you to accompany me this time. Let him accompany me."

Yicai said, pointing at me with her index finger.

Not only was Asheng shocked, but I was also a little surprised.

"Let's go, I just want you to drive. If I can drive, I can do it alone."

Yicai glanced at me and said, then got up and walked outside.

Sister Feng winked at me and motioned for me to follow.

When I came outside, I saw a little boy holding branches and squandering flowers on Sister Feng's luxury car. I shouted to stop:

"Hey kid, stop!"