Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

"The man just now is not Wei Si's nephew, but his son..."

After hearing Wei Jun's words, my mouth grew so big that I couldn't close it.

It was like a thunderbolt in my mind.

It is said that tiger poison cannot eat its seeds, but Wei Si is like this...

"Wei Si's brother died when he didn't have this child. It took two years to have this child. Do you think he will be Wei Si's brother's child?"

Wei Jun told me the secret about Wei Si.

As the saying goes, family scandals should not be publicized. Although this matter was widely spread in the Wei family, people outside did not know about it.

This is why this man couldn't help but vomit.

Wei Si kept his son by his side all year round. How could he let his son do something he didn't want to do?

He originally brought his son here to leave some impression on Brother Ming, but he didn't expect that such a thing would happen.

It can only be said that it is a blessing in disguise...

No wonder the two people are so similar.

And what Wei Si said at the end, I am not your uncle...

Now it seems that Wei Si is indeed not his uncle, but his father!

It can only be said that Wei Si told the truth in his heart.

Thinking of Wei Si's hesitation, at this time I also understood why a person like him would do this.

But I have to say that Wei Si is a particularly dangerous person who can abandon even his own son.

"You performed well this time and left a good impression on Brother Ming."

After talking about this, Wei Jun didn't forget to praise me.

"Brother Jun, that watch of yours..."

I didn't feel happy about this.

Brother Ming is a person whose joys and sorrows are difficult to distinguish. If you can avoid contact with him, it would be better not to have contact with him.

Maybe one day it will be his own fate.

It can be said that if I really anger Brother Ming, I have a feeling that Wei Jun will abandon me without hesitation.

Just like Wei Si, even his own son was abandoned.

If there was really no other way, I believe he wouldn't abandon his son, right?

"People are so sophisticated, do you think the dock will be so easy to worship?"

Wei Jun glanced at me and said this.

It's exactly what I thought. Wei Jun did it on purpose.

The two of us came to the side of the car and heard the sound of low crying inside the car.

No wonder I didn't see Wei Si at the dining table. It turns out he was here.

But come to think of it, if you were asked to sit down and have dinner with the person who killed your son, would you be willing?

The answer should be impossible, right?

This can be regarded as Wei Si's last stubbornness, right?

"Cough cough."

Wei Jun glanced at the car, and then did not get in the car directly. Instead, he coughed to remind Wei Si that we were back.

Sure enough, when Wei Si heard the movement outside the car, he immediately closed his mouth.

"Abai, you drive this time..."

Wei Si was sitting in the back, so of course he couldn't drive them out.

After I heard it, I also sat on the driver's seat.

When I came here, I had already memorized the route. After all, there weren’t too many twists and turns.

Through the rearview mirror, I glanced at Wei Si. He looked decadent, as if he had aged a few years instantly.

Humans are not plants, they have feelings after all. Even if they are snake-hearted, they will feel pain after all.

It's just a matter of the length of the pain.

"Since you feel so bad, why did you leave him in that place?"

Halfway through, the originally silent carriage was broken by Wei Jun's voice.

The people observing Wei Si were not only me, but also Wei Jun.

Unlike me, Wei Jun could ask Wei Si in front of him.

"Fuck, if there was nothing else I could do, would I leave my son there? Do you know who he is? His surname is Su..."

When Wei Si heard Wei Jun's words, he completely broke his defense.

He uttered a mouthful of Chinese quintessence to vent his emotions.

From his words, we also got an important piece of information, that brother Ming's surname was Su.

Later I learned that the local ruler’s highest official, the warlord, also had the surname Su.

It's no wonder that Wei Si didn't dare to act rashly at that time.

It could be said that with Su Ming's status, even if a client from the Wei family came, he would have to give him some face.

As for Wei Si, he is even less relevant.

It can be said that if Wei Si dared to intervene, he would have stayed there at that time.

He had no choice but to abandon his son.

This is a helpless move and the wisest move.

"You mean, Brother Ming's surname is Su?"

Since the information I can get, Wei Jun can naturally get it. In other words, Wei Jun deliberately induced Wei Si to say this.

"Are you trying to trick me?"

When Wei Si heard Wei Jun's words, he was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and asked coldly.

"Didn't you see that? Why did you, the old fox, fall silent? I guessed that person's identity was unusual, but I didn't expect it to be so unusual."

Wei Jun turned his head out of the window, lit a cigarette for himself, then took a puff and looked at the scenery outside, wondering what he was thinking.

Wei Si was tricked by Wei Jun in this way, and he lost his son. He really lost his wife and lost his troops.

The gloomy look on his face became even gloomier.

For a time, the atmosphere in the car became heavier.

It was a clear August day, but I actually felt a bit of coldness.

I had no choice but to shrink my neck and drive to the park quickly.

When they arrived at the park, Wei Si's originally rickety body looked even more rickety.

He walked towards his place of residence somewhat absentmindedly.

"Go back and have a good rest. These are just the tip of the iceberg in this sinful area!"

Wei Jun patted my shoulder and said to me.

When I heard Wei Jun's words, I thought of the centipede-like man. Is this the tip of the iceberg in this area?

If the entire iceberg was taken out and placed in front of people, it would probably make the Holy Mothers feel distressed to death, right?

This is something I dare not imagine, and it is also something I don’t want to encounter. I just hope that I won’t encounter such a thing in the future.

Otherwise, even if you mess with cotton~

I nodded, and then left here. Wei Jun was right, I really need to digest what happened today.

......

A few days later, September 1st.

September in the golden autumn was originally a time for harvest, but now it is a life-threatening football match.

The court was surrounded by soldiers holding AKs, and dozens of dog pushers were divided into two teams. There was a thin dog pusher in the middle, shivering.

Wei Sihuan glanced at the dog legs, then with a cruel look in his eyes, he took out his pistol and directly beat the thin man in the middle to death!

The anger in Wei Si's eyes seemed to be getting heavier. He was venting his dissatisfaction and resentment, turning sadness into cruelty!

"Now, I declare that the basketball game has officially begun..."