Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

"Liu Mengyun..."

I answered Su Ming's question without hesitation.

Are you kidding me?

Is it okay if you give someone a false name when someone helps you find someone?

Of course it's not possible.

Logically speaking, my current situation is to seek help from Wei Jun.

But this place is not like northern Myanmar, where the Wei family's fists are not as strong.

There are many factors to consider. Judging from the reactions of Wei Jun and Wei Si, Su Ming's identity is undoubtedly very important.

At least higher than the four major families who moved their industries here. In this case, the first choice is of course Brother Ming.

Even if he didn't agree to it, I could still ask Wei Jun for help again.

This is a back-up move...

When Su Ming heard what I said, he nodded his head to express his understanding, then took out his phone and dialed a number.

The people here were excitedly looking forward to the second half, when suddenly, the venue staff kicked them out.

Although those people looked puzzled and even started to say greetings, they had guns in their hands, so they couldn't be too stressed.

Yes, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

After a while, there were only a dozen of us left in the venue.

At this time, Leng Feng also looked over at me. When he saw me, his eyes lit up.

"Brother Ming, you told me you were coming, so I gave you the best position."

A short, dark-skinned man who looked like a boss came forward.

"This guy won a lot of money for you, right?"

Su Ming glanced at the boss, then turned his gaze on Leng Feng and questioned him like this.

In fact, is a boxing match just a boxing match?

There are too many industries driven by it.

Just like, bet!

Although Leng Feng had a winning streak, the boxers assigned to Leng Feng were all relatively powerful boxers, and there were still many people who did not bet on Leng Feng.

If the odds are set like this, wouldn’t it mean making a lot of money?

What Su Ming said was not wrong.

Just like today's game, do you think the referee is really confused?

The boss must be controlling it from behind!

Wanting Leng Feng to lose.

After all, Leng Feng has won so many games in a row, so few people will bet on Leng Feng to lose again.

So in today's match, Leng Feng must lose, so that the boxing boss can make big profits.

"It's okay."

After hearing Su Ming's question, the boss touched his nose and said this.

"Who sent him to you?"

Su Ming didn't dwell too much on this matter, but asked like this.

Listen to what I said, Leng Feng and Liu Mengyun are from the same campus. So if you know which family Leng Feng is from, don't you know where Liu Mengyun is?

The reason why I didn't tell Su Ming and Leng Feng that they were in the Ming family was because I wasn't sure if they were still in the Ming family now.

After all, after so many years, even if Leng Feng and the others were sold, I didn’t know.

If you say that Xiao Xun and the others can protect Leng Feng, I personally don't believe it.

After all, if it could really be covered, Leng Feng wouldn't box in this place.

"Ming family, Ming Zhiwen."

The boss gritted his teeth and said it anyway.

After all, if he chooses to offend someone, he would rather offend the Ming family.

This also lets me know that my judgment is not wrong.

When I heard this name again, I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows. This was the second time I heard this name.

The first time I heard this name was in A Qing's words.

I never thought that when I get to know someone, I would first know them by their name.

I can't help but feel curious about Ming Zhiwen, what kind of person is he?

"Ming family, this matter is easy to handle."

After Su Ming heard the boss's words, he whispered lightly.

"I want to take this person away. Do you have any objections?"

At this time, Su Ming pointed at Leng Feng and asked the boss.

"Of course there's no problem!"

The boss also responded to Su Ming readily.

Just kidding, you cannot mess with this person in front of you, let alone dare to mess with him.

"Brother Ming, don't you like watching boxing? I actually know some boxing skills, and I want to have a fight with him."

I looked at the dark-skinned man who wanted to end, and spat at Leng Feng who was sitting in the boxing ring, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

I couldn't help it anymore, what a bastard!

If Leng Feng hadn't been blindfolded at that time, would you have had a chance to fight back?

It's so shameless to be like this now.

If I had defeated Leng Feng openly, I would not have reacted like this.

But he injured Leng Feng by cheating, and then showed off his power in this place.

That mouthful of phlegm seemed to fall not on the boxing ring, but on my face.

Damn it, I can’t bear it anymore, there’s no need to endure it.

Leng Feng is my brother, I can let him suffer such injustice.

I didn't have the strength before, but he protected me. Now that I have the ability, of course I can't let Leng Feng suffer such injustice.

"Oh, it's interesting. Then you can have a fight with him. I haven't seen enough just now."

When Su Ming saw what I said, he didn't stop me. Instead, he showed a look of interest on his face.

Seeing Su Ming say this, I didn't hesitate and got into the boxing ring.

"Is everything okay?"

I looked at Leng Feng, who was about to become a bloody man, and frowned and asked.

"Can't die."

Leng Feng replied like he was relieved.

After hearing Leng Feng's answer, I didn't continue the conversation.

This time is not the time to chat.

If you want to talk, wait until you get back, there will be plenty of time.

I walked straight towards the dark-skinned, muscular man.

After putting on the gloves and braces, and fist bumping with the dark-skinned man, the fight started.

If I had learned something from Leng Feng five years ago, after four years of training with the soldiers of the Wei Army.

Now, I guess Leng Feng is no match for me.

I am familiar with Leng Feng's fighting moves and have polished them through training. It can be said that I have become a completely different person.

The two of us fought fiercely from the beginning. I punched and he punched.

Facing the man's punches, I dodged as long as I could.

After all, I'm not a fool, so I really let him punch me to the core.

Since you can avoid it, why let him get hit?

I'm afraid it's not a bit of a self-harm idea, right?

Slowly, the man began to show signs of decline.

The man had already fought with Leng Feng for half of the game, and now he was fighting with me like this, so naturally it was a bit difficult.

During the separation, I saw the opportunity and jumped up to kick the man in the head, making him lose the ability to resist.

Let me say here that of course you cannot fight in this way in a regular boxing match.

But this place is obviously not a regular competition. It can be said that it is extremely wild.

It is normal to have some fighting skills mixed into it.

When I saw the man being kicked to the ground by me, I immediately sat on him and then greeted him fiercely with my fists and bows:

"Fuck, you loser, why are you so arrogant? You still spit..."