Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

"Wait a moment, let me die first..."

As Asheng said this, he put the lighter under the crystal object and started to bake it.

As the white smoke rose, Asheng hurriedly stepped forward and inhaled fiercely, with a greedy look on his face.

After finishing sucking, Asheng made a sound of pleasure, and then lay down on the sofa behind him with a satisfied look on his face.

After a while, his limbs began to twitch, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The movements clearly showed pain, but his expression showed that he was enjoying himself immensely.

Later, I learned that methamphetamine, especially pure methamphetamine, has a slightly larger amount, which is what Asheng showed.

In this place where drug abuse is prevalent, this kind of thing is also vividly called "die."

But it's as if these three words are omitted, and you don't know when you will be sucked to death.

Looking at Ah Sheng's crazy look, I darkened my face, but I still subconsciously stepped aside.

What should I do if I accidentally inhale it later?

At this time, I also experienced the horror of taking drugs head-on.

After a while, Asheng returned to normal.

"His nana, this high-purity methamphetamine is so powerful!"

Ah Sheng's eyes sparkled, he licked his lips and couldn't help but sigh.

"Eat, or it will get cold later."

Asheng picked up the towel that he had placed beside him in advance, wiped the sweat on his head, picked up the chopsticks, greeted me and said.

I wasn't polite, but I didn't dare to eat the dishes that Asheng had served.

In this way, the Chu-He-Han realm was clearly formed.

After eating in fear, Asheng took me to the room prepared for me and let me make do with it all night.

I patted the hard bed board, lay on it, and felt comfortable.

Sure enough, I am not destined to be wealthy.

In the middle of the night, I was woken up.

Outside the room, there was a shrill scream. I sat up, feeling a little irritable.

Are you in such a hurry in the middle of the night? Is it too late to do these things tomorrow?

I didn't go out immediately, but looked outside through the crack in the door.

The location of this room is quite good, you can see what is going on outside.

However, thinking about it, if it wasn't near my room, I probably wouldn't be woken up.

Outside, Ah Qina hit a man hard with a bat, and the man let out a miserable wail.

Saw this scene. I didn't go out to stop him. It seemed that Ah Qi just wanted to teach the man a lesson.

If I wanted to kill a man, I wouldn't have seen this scene.

It's none of your business, just hang it up high.

Adhering to this idea, I lay on the bed with peace of mind.

I am not a Bodhisattva who can save everyone.

What I want to save is in my interests.

If not, in other words, why should I take this risk and try this hard?

Later I learned that the man was no ordinary person, he was also a poison maker.

It's just that because he was a little lazy, or rather unskilled in technology, he couldn't complete the assigned tasks.

Of course he must be punished, otherwise, would raising him be in vain?

There is no craftsmanship like Yicai, and there is no capital in this place.

If people say they will deal with you, they will deal with you.

If you don’t want to do it, well, someone will naturally take your place.

Kokang is also very close to our country, and the drugs produced by men are likely to flow into the country.

What I did seemed to be a good thing.

At dawn, I was woken up and had breakfast with Asheng.

"Okay, after dinner, come with me to help."

After Asheng finished eating, he said this to me.

"what?"

I showed a puzzled look, with great confusion in my big eyes.

help? How can I help?

It wasn't until I came to the place where the poppies were grown that I realized what he had asked me to do.

It turned out that the villagers were supervising the harvest of poppies. Some poppies ripened early, so they would naturally be harvested in advance.

I stood on the pickup truck, doing nothing. In this way, I seemed to have become a slave owner's overseer.

How can I put it, these villagers are lucky, they have Yicai as their backer, and they can still get very high wages.

Ordinary villagers who grow poppies would not pay such a high price.

Although they will not have anyone here to supervise, they will not be paid wages.

The income is only the money from selling poppies, so he can only maintain a normal life. It is a bit difficult to become rich.

money? Might it fall into their hands?

I stood in the car, supervising the villagers, while Asheng, who called me to help, was lying in the car sleeping.

I couldn't help but twitch my lips, this job is really tiring!

Ah Sheng was so tired that he fell asleep.

What is the solution? I reluctantly lit a cigarette for myself, stretched myself, and found a shady place to enjoy the coolness.

There were quite a few people with muddy legs around me, and it looked like there was no one missing me.

This time things went quite smoothly. In the next three days, I would drive for a few laps whenever I had something to do to maintain my driving feel.

On the fourth day, Asheng woke me up excitedly.

"Why, do you still want me to accompany you as a supervisor today?"

I rubbed my eyes, yawned, glanced at Asheng and said.

After getting along with each other for a few days, I found out what Asheng said.

He is indeed very cruel, of course, this is under the premise of touching his financial resources.

Normally, it would still be possible to make some jokes with him.

The attitude towards the brothers is quite good, one small meal every three days and one big meal every five days.

He is a man of good temperament, and the city government is also not weak, which can be seen from how he dealt with the villagers.

After getting along with me, my temper is quite right. Maybe it’s because I am the person next to Sister Feng.

I was invited to drink every night for the past three days. As I drank, I became familiar with him.

Of course, this only scratches the surface.

Closer to home.

"What kind of supervisor are you doing? Get the goods!"

Asheng had a smile on his face, as if he had seen a lot of money placed in front of him.

"Get the goods?"

My sleepiness receded and I realized what Asheng was talking about.

I was also shocked in my heart. I didn't expect that Yicai completed the two hundred kilograms of goods in three days. This efficiency is really terrifying.

He and Asheng went out and drove the pickup truck towards the mountains.

When I arrived at the place where Yicai was making poison, I saw Yicai sitting on a stool a little tired, drinking hot water.

Obviously, Yicai worked overtime to complete these 200 kilograms of poison.

"Oh my God, Yicai, I love you so much!"

Ah Sheng opened his arms and was about to hug Yicai.

"The drugs are nearby, take them away, and don't forget to pay for me later."

Yi Cai stepped aside with a look of disgust on her face, glanced at the foam boxes next to her, and said to Asheng.

The foam box is wide open and filled with crystalline objects.

After Asheng checked it, he asked the mud-legged men who had followed him to cover the box, wrap it several times with tape, and pack it away.

I came to Yicai. Yicai stared at me, took a sip of water, and said with some worry:

"be careful......"