Northern Myanmar, the hell on earth I experienced

"Go, why don't you go? If we can negotiate with Mr. Jin today, I won't have to suffer from this cowardice anymore. I have to go."

"But I'm worried that Mr. Jin won't help us."

"Don't worry! With Ah Piao here, Master Jin will not fail to help us."

"really?"

"should be."

Brother Hao was a little unconfident at this time.

Hiro nodded and glanced at me through the rearview mirror.

I was a little confused, especially what did the phrase "A Piao is here" mean? But I didn't dare to ask.

Because at this moment I was only thinking about how to get out of here, and this was the most important thing I should think about.

After Brother Hao finished speaking, he put his hand on my leg.

"The person I brought you to meet today is very important to me, and I hope you can behave better."

I glanced at Brother Hao with some doubts.

Suddenly I remembered what Brother Hao said last night that Lord Jin was Ke Ke’s teacher.

“How should I behave?”

"I don't know either. Mr. Jin is living alone now. His wife and son died unexpectedly that year. Of course, it is said that he is also related to the commander, but Mr. Jin has no evidence."

"After Mr. Jin's wife and child died, Mr. Jin went to the temple to practice for several years. After he came out of the mountain, he climbed all the way up without knowing the guidance of an expert. Finally, he managed to fight his way out of the insidious world of the past. Blood Road has its own place.”

"Later he gained a foothold. He neither flirted with women nor gambled. He devoted himself to writing and painting, almost obsessively. Now his works have sold for five figures in the market, and he can be considered a master-level figure."

I nodded.

It's hard to imagine what a talented but violent underworld boss would be like.

"Back then, when he saw that Keke was talented and liked to draw, he directly accepted Keke as his first and final disciple. Keke studied with him for a year and became successful. He also admired Keke very much. Unfortunately, cocoa..."

"Then the purpose of taking me to see Mr. Jin is to let me learn painting?"

Brother Hao shook his head.

"Don't force it. It doesn't matter if you want to learn or not. It's enough that you and Coco look alike. And even if you want to learn, Master Jin may not teach you."

I nodded, yes, what is my identity, how can I compare with Coco? Then he continued to turn his head to look out the window, and then continued to breathe in the air squeezed in through the gap in the car window. I originally wanted to open the window, but decided against it.

Just before I had time to feel the long-lost air, I heard Brother Hao say:

"Put this on your head."

I quickly wiped away my tears, pretended to cough, and looked back. Brother Hao was holding a black hood in his hand.

"this..."

"Wear it! Everyone who leaves the park must wear it."

"why?"

"Why did you say?"

I swallowed, but in fact I was very resistant because I hadn't had time to take a good look at the endless wilderness hillsides, blue sky, white clouds and winding roads outside the window.

Why I was asked to wear a hood, I can figure it out even if Brother Hao doesn't tell me.

The reason is simple, just to prevent me from remembering the route and then looking for an opportunity to slip away.

In fact, Brother Hao doesn’t have to do this, because I was born to be a road addict. When I go to a strange place, I can’t remember the route without walking several times.

A lot of the time I had to rely on navigation.

For example, when I arrive at a strange place, I will open the navigation software immediately, then adjust my posture according to the arrows on the navigation software. The direction of my face must be consistent with the arrows on the navigation software, and then Then follow the voice prompts of life.

I took the hood from Brother Hao and thought to myself: If that's the case, don't blame me.

In fact, the moment I turned around and saw the hood in Brother Hao's hand, I felt quite sad. Because I feel that Brother Hao has never believed in me from beginning to end, just like I have never believed in him.

But Brother Hao and I just met by chance. Although he saved me more than once, and although I still owe him a lot of money, he also hurt me, so I feel that to some extent we are even.

I exhaled softly and went to take the hood from Brother Hao's hand.

Brother Hao retracted his hand.

I looked up and felt a warm feeling in my heart.

However, Brother Hao said the next second:

"I'll bring it to you!"

After saying that, he opened the hood and put it directly on my head.

The whole process only took three seconds, and I didn't even have time to prepare.

With the hood put on, my eyes went dark and I couldn't see anything. Brother Hao put his hands on my shoulders and said softly:

"Lean back, or you can take a nap and wait until I call you."

I don't want to sleep? In fact, it’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I simply can’t sleep.

The car went through bumps along the way for a long time. It was so long that I almost lost my patience. I even started to feel a little unconfident. Can I really escape today?

I think if Brother Hao had been so vigilant about me, I would have never had a chance. Just when I was feeling a little frustrated, Brother Hao patted me on the shoulder.

"have you slept?"

"No."

My voice was clear enough, which also showed that I hadn't slept all the way.

Then Brother Hao took off the hood from my head.

"This is the old street, you must be hungry!"

Brother Hao said, looking down at his watch.

"It's still early. I just sent a text message to Mr. Jin. Mr. Jin is still busy at the moment. Let's go have some food first."

I took off my hood and glanced out the window.

No wonder it is called the old street. It is indeed very old and shabby. It has the feeling of the old town of Lancheng, with a sense of dim and old age everywhere.

However, it is still very popular. The pedestrians and vehicles coming and going on the street tell the story of the lively atmosphere here.

"What to eat?"

I shook my head and my stomach let out a long growl.

I can hear it, and so can Brother Hao.

Brother Hao thought for a moment.

"Aguang, is that old hen soup in the back street still dry? I haven't had it for a long time and I want to try it."

"Yes, I just went there a few days ago, and it's still the same. Brother Hao, are you like that?"

"Well, it just so happens that Ah Piao hasn't eaten it either. Let's take Ah Piao to try it."

"Okay, but Brother Hao, I won't accompany you, okay? I have a stomachache and want to go to the toilet, and then I want to eat fried dough sticks and drink tofu."

"Okay, then go ahead! I happened to be a little tired from sitting and took a walk."

"I'll send you there!"

"No, you can go and solve your own problems first! Then come to us when you're done."

"That's okay, I just can't hold it in anymore."

After Brother Hao and I got out of the car, Aguang stepped on the accelerator and drove quickly out of our sight.

I don’t know if Brother Hao and I were dressed up so much that we looked a little out of place among these people.