I have a magical world

Power is an addictive poison.

At this time, Chen Xuan fully enjoyed this feeling.

Driving in this strange city, he was like a bird out of its cage.

The power in Naypyidaw was different from the power he felt in Magtan.

Probably because this is Blue Star, his base camp.

It was a place that he carefully protected.

When he was in Xia Kingdom, he had to worry about various influences.

But in Myanmar, Chen Xuan doesn't have so many worries.

This is a difference caused by environment and mentality.

"Sure enough, it is human nature to act recklessly."

Even though his heart was slightly swollen, he still controlled his desires very well.

After driving into the city, he parked the car casually on the side of the road.

There is a large snack street nearby.

Most of the people wandering around are locals.

Since Myanmar has become notorious in recent years, there are not many tourists.

Not to mention people from Xia, even people from Shicheng and Xintai are at risk of being captured.

With a relaxed attitude, Chen Xuan was ready to come to Naypyidaw to taste the local specialties.

He was holding a coconut in one hand and holding a pair of flip-flops on his feet.

It looks very relaxed.

The original owner of his disguise, Sodama, belongs to an ethnic minority in Myanmar and has darker skin.

Entering the snack street, he looked around and took a closer look, looking particularly curious.

The exaggerated appetite gave Chen Xuan the confidence to eat and drink lavishly.

He can try all the snacks he is interested in.

However, the taste in Myanmar means that local snacks may not always satisfy Chen Xuan.

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In a villa manor in the suburbs.

Yi Qinnong put on his formal clothes and went downstairs.

Then he asked the bodyguards to let in the few Kelu people who came to deliver the letter.

Of course, those guys were searched before entering.

Sitting in the living room on the first floor, the Kelon people seemed a little reserved when facing Yi Qinnon, whom they had scolded in private.

And Yi Qinnong also knew that these guys were Wu Lepa's confidants.

Otherwise, he would not have been entrusted with the important task of delivering letters.

The importance of this letter is unquestionable.

If it is leaked, it will definitely cause the KNU's reputation among civilians to be greatly reduced.

So I can only arrange for close friends to deliver it.

At this time, several bodyguards stood behind Yi Qinnong, carefully guarding these Ke Lun people.

The relationship between KNU and Yi Qinnong in the past few years can be described as being on the same level as fire and water.

Although things have improved in recent years, the two sides are far from harmonious.

You must know that it is not just guns that kill people.

At a reasonable distance, teeth and hands can become killing tools.

Therefore, just in case, these bodyguards dare not slack off.

If Yi Qinnong was murdered and died, then Chen Xuan would have a headache.

Not because Yi Qinnon was important to him.

But Yi Qinnong is very important to Junzhengaxe. Without this guy to contact Junzhengaxe, it would be easy for loopholes to appear.

This is true even if Chen Xuan can find disguise.

There are many things that only Yi Qinnon himself would not reveal.

This resulted in a somewhat weird and tense atmosphere in the living room.

The Kron people were worried that Yi Qinnon would not accept the KNU, so they were arrested and tortured.

The bodyguards are worried that Ke Lun's intentions are evil.

After all, no matter from any point of view, it is unreasonable for Wu Lepa to defect to Zhengaxe.

On the contrary, Yi Qinnong didn't think so much at first.

He gradually began to accept the reality of becoming a puppet vassal.

The passion for power is slowly cooling down.

Even if the sky falls, Chen Xuan will bear it.

He didn't care what medicine was being sold in Wu Lepa's gourd.

Following Chen Xuan's instructions, he placed the pieces of letter paper on the coffee table.

Then he solemnly said to several of the Kron people who looked embarrassed.

"I would like to accept KNU."

"But I want you Siling to come to Naypyidaw to meet me in person."

After saying that, he clapped his hands.

Soon a maid fetched him a pen and stationery.

He leaned over slightly and started writing on the spot.

It only took a few minutes to write a short message and have my fingerprints stamped on it.

There is also the seal of the military department.

This is enough to prove that this is his personal letter.

He folded the letter randomly, he didn't even prepare an envelope.

He handed the letter to the Kelun sitting opposite.

"Take it and bring it to your Wu Siling."

"Tell him to hurry up."

"Because I may have to leave Naypyitaw temporarily in three days."

Yi Qinnon said casually that he said this to ensure that Wu Lepa could come to Naypyidaw within three days to attend the appointment.

After taking the letter, the leader of Ke Lun stood up and bowed.

"We will deliver your letter to Wu Siling."

In response, Yi Qinnon just nodded.

Then he asked his subordinates to issue a pass to them.

In this way, the blocked road section can flow smoothly.

To avoid unnecessary trouble on the road.

This move made these KNU people unable to help but believe that Yi Qinnon was indeed going to be the leading brother of KNU.

Considering that both sides may become friendly forces in the future.

The attitude of these pessimists also became more attentive.

However, Yi Qinnong felt impatient and waved his hand to urge them to leave early.

"Let's leave early."

"If you need fuel, you can tell him."

He pointed at a bodyguard behind him.

He issued an eviction order.

Several Kelun people quickly nodded and stood up, led by the bodyguards and left the villa.

When they walked out, Yi Qinnon raised the back of his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

He understood that as long as Wu Lepa came to attend the appointment, he would soon become his colleague.

Thinking of Chen Xuan, he couldn't help but turn to the maid standing next to him and ask.

"Where's the boss?"

The maid answered truthfully.

"The boss drove out in his Bentley an hour ago."

"It seems that I want to go to Naypyidaw."

Yi Qinnong nodded. This cheap master was so powerful that he didn't need to worry about it at all.

"By the way, the boss didn't leave any tasks for me."

The maid shook her head.

Since being contracted, Yi Qinnon is theoretically on the same level as them.

But as Chen Xuan's black glove, in terms of position, he is still the same as before.

I didn't pay attention to the maid's absent-minded attitude.

Yi Qinnong felt a little lucky when he heard that Chen Xuan was not at home.

He stretched out and slowly walked to the elevator, preparing to take a nap.

He has completed Chen Xuan's arrangements.

Whether it can happen or not depends on Wu Lepa's subsequent reaction.

…

In the snack street.

Chen Xuan ate seven or eight kinds of snacks in a row.

There are only one or two that can satisfy him.

The snacks in Myanmar are hard to describe.

A blend of Southeast Asian and Asan styles.

Sour and spicy seasonings are the mainstream.

He also likes to sprinkle all kinds of green leafy spices that Chen Xuan has never seen before.

The green sauce, even if he tasted it, seemed to turn him off.

“It’s such a food desert.”

Chen Xuan was disappointed and planned to find a big hotel.

He raised his hand and took out a stack of brand new banknotes from his waist, then took out two and placed them on the table before preparing to leave.

As soon as he stood up, he was suddenly stopped.

"stop!"

"Hillbilly!"

Several slutty gangsters wearing coconut palm beach short-sleeves came around from the side.

Chen Xuan glanced at them and immediately frowned.

"There are actually such retro gangsters in Myanmar?"

"No wonder they say development is a cycle."

In the eyes of local Burmese people, his disguised Sodama is a typical ethnic minority dress.

Myanmar does not have such a harmonious policy as Xia State.

The locals in Naypyitaw look down on these "mountain people".

vice versa.

Otherwise, Mindiwu would not have been fighting with Junzheng for so many years.

Commercial streets such as snack streets and pedestrian streets have space for gangsters to breed.

Xia Guo had gone through rectification.

Ten or twenty years ago, the situation in Naypyidaw was similar to what it is now.

When Chen Xuan paid the bill at various food stalls just now, all he took out was cash.

Moreover, his pockets contained several stacks of Burmese banknotes and even a stack of U.S. knives, so they looked bulging.

In addition, he is a foreigner from the mountains.

Naturally, he was targeted by the gangsters in this snack street.

They did not see Chen Xuan stop the car.

Otherwise, the Bentley of Yi Qinnon would be enough to scare these guys.

Thinking everything through in an instant, Chen Xuan's frown slowly relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face.

It just so happened that he felt that this trip to Naypyidaw was a bit boring.

Now, the seasonings are delivered to your doorstep.

With Sodama's face on his face, he was in a foreign country again.

Chen Xuan didn't mind spending time with them at all.

Thinking of this, he slowly turned around and asked with a smile.

"What's wrong with you?"

Such an abnormal behavior made several gangsters stunned.

But these guys responded quickly.

Staring maliciously at his bulging pockets.

"You, come with us."

With that said, the two gangsters walked up to Chen Xuan, one on the left and the other on the right.

They followed him into the alley between the two shops.

The snack street here looks very retro compared to the one in Xia State.

Sewage flowed across the ground and the stench was overwhelming.

There are gutters on both sides, and rats crawl through them from time to time.

The owner of the food stall where he was before glanced at the entrance of the alley with hesitant eyes.

Then he looked at the mobile phone placed under the booth.

He was considering calling the police.

But thinking about the cost of calling the police, he gave up the idea.

Those gangsters are all members of the Qingpa Gang.

It's considered the largest gang in the nearby neighborhoods.

Nay Pyi Taw is the new capital of Myanmar, and the original old city has become the core area of ​​the new capital.

The Qingpa Gang is an old local gang.

It has been here for more than 20 years.

When Jun Zhengaxe moved over, the gang leader Qingpa got close to a big shot in Junfang.

Sometimes he would also solve some personal problems for that big shot in the city.

Therefore, the Chinpa Gang can safely exist in Nay Pyi Taw.

The local bacteria turned a blind eye to this.

If he dared to complain, he might not see the sun the next day.

Thinking of this, the stall owner gave up those unrealistic thoughts.

He lowered his head and pretended that nothing happened.

At the same time, in the alley.

Chen Xuan followed them to the deepest part of the alley with a playful expression on his face.

This is a narrow alley.

The width is no more than two meters.

The two of them looked a bit cramped side by side.

The building walls blocked the sunlight, and the alley not only smelled bad, but was also damp and dark.

"Hey, hand over the money you have."

After entering the alley, this little gangster seemed even more unscrupulous.

The gangster walking at the front took out a switchblade from his arms.

With the crisp sound of the circlip, the blade less than ten centimeters bounced up.

Speaking of switchblades, this thing used to be one of the most lethal weapons in street fights.

Because it is relatively small, easy to carry, and less likely to cause alertness.

The blade was not long, but it was enough to penetrate the chest muscles and diaphragm and stab the heart.

Therefore, in street fights, switchblades have a rather vicious reputation.

Chen Xuan looked at the gangsters crowding in front, blocking the exit of the alley, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Even if you kill such a guy, you are still doing harm to the people."

He no longer suppresses the desires in his heart.

The wanton flames soared.

With a smile on his face, he took a step closer to these people.

This made the gangsters startled and trembled collectively.

Then they seemed irritated by the behavior.

The gangster holding a switchblade raised the knife and stabbed Chen Xuan in the arm.

It was obvious that he didn't want to cause trouble yet.

Facing the switchblade stabbing his upper arm, Chen Xuan didn't even bother to hide.

The sharpened tip penetrated the T-shirt he was wearing in an instant.

But the next scene left all the gangsters stunned.

There is no imaginary image of the blade piercing the flesh and blood gushing out.

Instead, there was a crisp "clang" sound.

The little gangster who stabbed out the switchblade felt sharp pain in the tiger's mouth and it was torn instantly.

But the switchblade encountered strong resistance on the dark arm.

The brittle and hard manganese steel sword broke instantly.

Then it shot straight to the wall next to it.

The alley suddenly became quiet.

Chen Xuan, who was standing guard, just raised his hand and patted his arm.

The smile on his face became even warmer.

"Are you ready?"

Before he finished speaking, his figure further disappeared from the spot.

Then he suddenly appeared behind the gangsters and blocked the entrance of the alley.

Then he launched a sprint towards the group of gangsters.

The fists in his hands continued to punch out like flowers, and the gangsters turned into physical bowling balls and slammed into the wall at the end of the alley.

The huge force made these gangsters weigh more than a hundred kilograms like cannonballs.

The wall in the alley was shaking violently.

As expected, all the gangsters who hit the wall turned into a puddle of flesh.

The clothes held the limp body and fell to the ground.

Blood and water gathered together silently.

In just a moment, there was only a little gangster in front of him.

Because he flashed and changed direction, the remaining gangster happened to be the one who attacked him.

At this time, the guy was frightened.

Her legs were swaying, and her sphincter muscles were relaxed, causing the air to be filled with the smell of defecation.

The brothers he used to drink with had turned into a pile of meat at the end of the alley not far away.

The walls covered with damp moss also showed slight signs of wear.

The dripping water stains and blood mixed together, making the color of the ground weird.

"Let's go, take me to find your boss."

"Not enough, not enough!"

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