I have a magical world

Chapter 135 The fake show comes true, Piggy Theory [Qiu Zhui Ding Ⅱ]

In the venue, Suo Qidu had just finished speaking.

The long and useless speech made the whole audience drowsy.

Except for the sound of camera shutters that sounded from time to time, the scene was very quiet.

After all, he represents the government of Myanmar.

Xiong Haibo, who was in the field, hugged his female companion's slender waist and felt a little confused.

It had been more than ten minutes since Sulape left the field, and he felt something was wrong.

Moreover, Suoqi Du's face was very ugly at this time, and there were many more casual bodyguards in the venue.

This made Xiong Haibo, who had keen intuition, vaguely feel that something was wrong.

But this is the DKBA's base camp in Myawaddy, and hundreds of elite soldiers are guarding the surrounding area.

Thinking of this, his concerns about safety were dispelled.

People do not worry about dangers beyond their cognition.

What Xiong Haibo is concerned about is that Sulapei promised to introduce the four American journalists to him.

After the speeches of the two local leaders ended, the next step was to ask questions on the spot.

A reporter specially sent by Myanmar Radio and Television Station conducted simple questions and interviews with members of the PBS camera crew on stage.

The original intention of this link was to let PBS’s American Taijun know the enthusiasm of the Burmese people.

After all, you have to face a foreign audience, so you must give some face.

Little did they know that such an arrangement would be a real torment for Americans who are used to being straightforward.

No reporter is allowed to interview reporters.

And it was during the filming of the project, not a professional interview after the film won the award.

But no matter what, this is all part of "entertainment", and they can only choose to endure it silently.

Suoqi Du on the field was a little restless.

From time to time, I take out my mobile phone and edit messages under the table to send them.

The double number of bodyguards behind him looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, their right hands always resting on the holsters at their waists.

But he hid his anxiety well.

Every time he raised his head, he had a gentle smile on his face.

If you don't know something, it means it doesn't exist.

The inexplicable intruder and Sulapei who was almost assassinated made Sochido very worried.

Yes, the Ministry of Security has characterized the intruder as an "assassin."

And concluded that this may be a revenge action by the Karen armed forces against DKBA.

Xiong Haibo waited patiently for another half hour.

There was still no sign of Sulapei, and he couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied.

Those American reporters were close at hand, but he could not have direct contact with them.

Because what he wants to do is bribery, and this kind of thing cannot be done in public at all!

That's why Surape's special introduction was needed to create an opportunity for him to meet the four American reporters alone.

This mentality of wanting to make more money and worrying that something would go wrong made Xiong Haibo a little uneasy.

He even started to back off.

Everyone in Miaowati is cooperating with DKBA and Burmese Government, but Jinxin Park is the only one who wants to do something special.

If you are not careful at all, you will be taken out and used as a negative teaching material.

He knows that American reporters just seem "docile" and easy to get along with.

In fact, these guys are like rats that smell something fishy. As long as they catch a gimmick and go back, they will definitely be exposed.

Under such a complicated psychology, Xiong Haibo became more and more anxious.

He picked up the goblet and drank the rest of the drink in one gulp.

He raised his hand and patted his female companion's elastic breasts.

"Honey, wait for me on the sidelines for a while."

"I'm going to see Sulapes Ling."

He spoke in Xia Guohua, and the foreign white girl companion beside him could understand it.

He turned around and winked at Xiong Haibo, then twisted his buttocks and walked to the edge of the venue.

Xiong Haibo took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket, walked slowly to a more secluded place on the other side, found Sulabei's phone number and dialed it.

…

Inside the safe house.

This room is a composite structure, a bit like a suite.

But it's more compact than a regular suite.

The wall is half a meter thick and has been reinforced many times. Although it does not use steel and lead plates, it is also made of high-grade concrete.

There is also a dense steel mesh inside, which can withstand two to three RPG-7 hits.

Armor-piercing rockets can only make a small hole in it.

In war-torn areas, either no houses should be built, or they should be built stronger.

Buildings that truly meet the standards are not easily destroyed.

Skyscrapers in war can often become the "last laugh" urban wreckage.

In addition to directional blasting at designated locations, conventional artillery, bombs and missiles are difficult to directly destroy large buildings.

Continuous bombardment is usually required.

As the tallest building in Miaowadi, the only advantage here is that it is sturdy.

No corners were cut during the construction, and battle fortress standards were used.

The steel density and concrete grade are both much higher than in a normal building.

The cost is also quite high.

When it was originally built, the Investment Promotion Department deceived the investment of several wealthy businessmen from the Lion City to build it.

Once the building is completed, there will be nothing left for them to do.

This is also a common routine in Myawaddy.

There are two or three specially reinforced rooms on almost every floor of this building.

If a war really breaks out, every building in the town can be transformed into a battle fortress at any time.

The top can be used for helicopters to take off and land, and heavy firepower can be deployed on high platforms everywhere.

The defensive power of the building itself is also quite strong, which is a manifestation of practicality above all else.

At this time, there were only two people in the safe house, Su Lapei and Chen Xuan.

They sat on the sofa in the living room and talked quietly.

Surape regained his composure and was truthfully reporting the situation of DKBA.

Chen Xuan will use this information as the basis to decide who to control next.

DKBA was originally a large branch of the Karen Army, with a total of more than 6,000 soldiers.

In addition to Sulapei, the chief silk commander, there are two deputy silk commanders and three detachment leaders.

In addition, there is a former big brother from Karen State.

His name is Maung Aung Ne Win.

This man is considered the spiritual leader of the local Fu Jingtu.

In other words, Chen Xuan only needs to control six more people to basically control DKBA.

The six of them plus Surape are the leading members of the entire DKBA.

However, other people have their own areas of activity, and they are not currently in Myawaddy.

I just come here to have fun occasionally.

DKBA also controls several important towns.

On the contrary, Myawaddy is a place that was recently included in the "territory".

After understanding the organizational structure of DKBA, Chen Xuan basically had an idea.

He looked at Sulapei, who looked a little more reserved, and issued a new order.

"Find a way to get the six of them to come see me."

"Don't come in a rush, it's best to do it in batches."

"As for the time, it should be within three days!"

Chen Xuan does not need to emphasize the purpose, Su Lapei is not a fool.

After experiencing the magical contract, he understood what Chen Xuan would do to those six people.

Based on the idea of ​​revenge, "Why was I the only one who boarded the pirate ship?" Sulapei said that he would cooperate resolutely.

"But what are we going to do with those American reporters?"

"There are also major parks..."

"Dingling bell~"

Before Sulapei finished speaking, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

He nodded apologetically to Chen Xuan, who waved his hand indifferently, and Su Lapei finally answered the phone.

"Bear?"

"Say it."

There was no longer any submissiveness when facing Chen Xuan. After answering the phone, the guy regained his momentum.

Suddenly, spittle flew and scolded.

"I told you you were too greedy!"

"I don't agree with that now!"

"Your campus must completely shut down tomorrow."

…

After hanging up the phone, Su Lapei nodded and bowed to Chen Xuan with a smile on his face.

"The manager of the park?"

Chen asked casually.

After all, he also spent a whole day as a follower to four American reporters.

When it comes to the park, you can naturally understand what DKBA is doing.

When the master asks a question, the slave cannot hide it.

So Su Lapei took the initiative to bring up the suspension of work in the park, and by the way told his master all about the greedy Xiong Haibo's plan to bribe American journalists.

After listening to his story, Chen Xuan was thoughtful.

"Is that Xiong Haibo from Xia country?"

"Tell him to come see me."

"And I have something to announce."

"Since the park has temporarily suspended work, you don't mind stopping for a while, right?"

Surape stood up to greet him, looking like one of his subordinates.

When he heard Chen Xuan say that he wanted to stay in the park for a while longer, he couldn't help but ask.

“How long do you want the park to stay?”

Chen Xuan, who was sitting on the sofa, smiled lightly.

"A hundred million years."

Surape thought he heard wrongly.

Chen Xuan had not mentioned the closure of the park before.

Even though DKBA is a local bacteriological influence.

However, not all major parks are owned by them, and many of them are affiliated to local fanzui groups.

Of course, there are also "individual" bosses like Xiong Haibo.

Previously, South Vietnam had a period of closure of the park for crackdowns and punishments.

At that time, Fanzui Group moved its parks to Cambodia, Myanmar and even Dubai.

The vitality of these fanzui groups is very tenacious, like a hydra. If one head is cut off, there will still be eight more.

If Myawaddy announces the closure of the park, Fanzui Group will look for a new place to take root.

But this is not important to Chen Xuan.

In the short term, he just wanted Myawaddy to be clean.

And he felt that doing so would cater to the interests of the other side.

Just as Chen thought before, "fake it and make it real".

Just imagine when Myawaddy really becomes "clean".

The park was closed and the "piglets" were deported.

If this matter is reported, it will definitely arouse the support of international public opinion!

You must know that the original DKBA and Myanmar Government did not have this courage.

The network of interests intertwined by black and gray industries is difficult to cut off.

But Chen Xuan has no such worries, he can turn fake drama into reality!

…

Xiong Haibo in the venue was so angry that his cheeks turned red.

He rubbed his female companion's crotch fiercely, venting the anger in his heart.

"Damn Surape!"

"Sooner or later, Bai Zhiyong will be beaten to death!"

Xiong Haibo shouted angrily in his heart.

The expressions of the female companions around me were very complicated, sometimes painful and sometimes relieved.

Just when he was indignant, the phone rang again.

He looked at the screen and found that it was Surape who called back.

He quickly let go of his hand, walked to a quiet corner, and chose to answer.

"General Siling, please speak!"

"Okay, okay! Safe house, right?"

"I'll wait for you to send someone to pick me up."

"Thank you for your hard work!"

After hanging up the phone, Xiong Haibo breathed a sigh of relief.

His expression suddenly changed from gloomy to a confident smile.

After adjusting his tie and suit, two bodyguards in casual clothes came to him a few minutes later.

"Come with us."

Xiong Haibo hurriedly followed, and turned around to wave to the foreign white girl companion.

He followed the bodyguard through the corridor and arrived outside the safe house located deep on the 19th floor.

The bodyguard opened the first decorative solid wood door, and then there was another metal fingerprint door.

Jinxin Park's defenses are also very tight, but in the end they are still incomparable to the Bacteria Valve.

Before entering the living room, the bodyguard knocked on the door.

"Let the bears come in themselves."

Surape's voice came from inside the house.

The bodyguard made a gesture of invitation and left.

Xiong Haibo rubbed his hands and then opened the door to the living room.

As soon as I walked into the house, I nodded and bowed.

Don't look at him yelling in front of employees and "pigs".

But when I saw Surape, I still had to continue to be the bratty younger brother.

After greetings, the guy saw a stranger sitting on the sofa.

Out of respect for the bacterial valve, Xiong Haibo did not immediately ask the person's identity.

Surape looked at him with a gloomy expression, and just nodded his chin towards the sofa opposite to indicate for him to sit down.

After sitting down, Xiong Haibo couldn't wait to ask,

"When will you introduce those Americans to me?"

What he is most worried about is the multi-million dollar "business" this week.

But Sulapei frowned immediately.

"There is no need for an introduction..."

As soon as these words came out, Xiong Haibo became anxious.

"You promised me!"

“Don’t forget that you also have a stake in the park.”

"You can get at least 150,000 dollars every week!"

"I will work hard to develop more Xiaguo piglets in the park, so that the income in the next quarter can be increased..."

They all communicated in Burmese.

At this time, Chen Xuan, who was disguised as a Burmese, suddenly spoke.

"You are from Xia country?"

He spoke Xia Mandarin, and his words were correct and his accent was very standard.

A sudden episode interrupted Xiong Haibo's train of thought.

He swallowed back the second half of his words and looked at Chen Xuan with confusion.

"Who are you?"

After coming to Myanmar for nearly 20 years, this was the first time for Xiong Haibo to meet a Myanmarese who spoke Xia Mandarin so well.

After the disguise, Chen Xuan smiled and said nothing.

"There are many Xia Kingdom piglets in your park?"

"They are your compatriots."

Chen Xuan did not answer his words, but asked a new question.

"Hey!"

In response, Xiong Haibo sneered.

He also relaxed when talking about "Piggy", after all, he was an "expert".

I saw him explain casually.

"Compatriots?"

"They are just idiots who want to make a fortune overseas!"

"How can there be so many beautiful things in this world?"

"Trash is everywhere!"

"Instead of doing this, you might as well be my 'piglet'. As the saying goes, ten pigs can feed one person."

His words were full of contempt and a sense of superiority.

Chen Xuan, who was sitting opposite Xiong Haibo, slowly narrowed his eyes and clapped his hands gently.

"Pop."

"That's very well said."

"Then whose pig are you yourself?"

…

Just mention it.

I still owe 13,000 words of updates this month.

I am a diligent person and have not forgotten. I will make adjustments in the past two days and resume the 10,000-word update as soon as possible to pay off my debts.