Mixed Miners

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Yang Ling walked around in the room with his teeth, and he could go anywhere at any time, but there were ten people in the room, and they left behind. They left behind and they couldn’t do it. They wanted to go to Gong Quansheng. Make a call and see if he can think of a way.

"Oh, Yang Ling, have you returned to China?" The phone rang for a long time before the connection, Yang Ling did not speak, Gong Quansheng anxiously asked.

Yang Ling said with a black face: "Gong Ge, you are not caring about me, you should care about calling me earlier!"

“Hey!” Gong Quansheng said with a few laughs: “I’m so busy that I’m so tired that I really didn’t think about it, but your martial arts are so perverted, I’m only worried that you bully others!”

Yang Ling quickly said the situation here, Gong Quansheng said with a smile: "I want to help you, but the arm is not so long!"

Yang Ling mouth pumped and said: "I believe that you are a great man, help me get a bus, half an hour, no... twenty minutes, otherwise I guess this room can't go back. It is."

"Well, don't turn off the phone!" Gong Quansheng quickly hang up the phone, Yang Ling had to comfort everyone a few words, and then waited silently.

In less than twenty minutes, a strange phone called in, Yang Ling quickly connected, there was a strange man voice inside, "Mr. Yang, blue and white bus, parked at the alley behind your hotel, come down!"

Yang Ling immediately urged these businessmen to act. Several of them still wanted to drag their big boxes, and Yang Ling was violently thrown into the room. Then, like a duck, a group of people rushed downstairs, and it was facing the back door of the hotel. At the end of a small alley, a bus was parked, and everyone rushed to the past. However, due to the large number of people making too much noise, it quickly caught the attention of some people nearby. Dozens of people with sticks immediately came around. .

"Run ~!" Yang Ling shouted, and the businessmen rushed forward with their legs spread.

The golden fat man swayed like a fat snake, and even ran in the first place. The strange posture made Yang Ling secretly screaming. He didn't see that this guy was fat but had energy, just like burning a small universe.

Although Fang Hongji’s buttocks were injured, he did not run slowly. This made Yang Ling breathe a sigh of relief. He stood in the middle of the alley, and dozens of mobs were getting closer and closer, calling anger and waving the weapons in his hands. Yang Ling scorned. The grin, the body swayed, and the blink of an eye appeared among the group of people, and then I heard "砰砰砰~啪啪~啊啊~" A bunch of people were crowded in the middle of a narrow alley like a pyramid. , completely blocked the road.

Yang Ling just clap his hands and whistle. As soon as he lifts his foot and brushes, the man has stood at the door of the bus, then he slowly lifts his legs and sits in the car, watching the golden fat man who is twisting the obese body. Several black lines floated on the forehead.

Gold fat man running... really ugly!

After all the people got on the bus, Yang Ling nodded to the driver, and the bus rushed forward and rushed forward. Everyone quickly pulled the curtain down, and the old man who was breathing more than his tongue.

Yang Ling walked to the driver. At this time, he noticed that there were several special government passes on the windshield. The driver was in his thirties. It looked like a common Burmese. It was black and thin and hot. The straw hat, the eyes are very sharp, the movements of the hands and feet are very smooth, driving a bus without a word on a small street like a spider web.

The bus wandered around, it took nearly an hour to drive out of the city, and finally rushed to a road. The driver’s face showed a trace of ease at this moment. The people in the car slightly opened the curtains and watched the retrogression. The trees and guardrails are also relieved. Many people have a lingering look back at the cities that have already gone, and they are excited to talk.

"Where are we going?" Yang Ling whispered to the driver.

The driver smiled and said: "This road leads to Ba Mo. It is the main road to the nearest country. We are in the road of Ba Mo, and then exit from Ruili. The distance is about 200 kilometers. If it is smooth, then you will be two hours or so. It’s safe.”

At this time, the speed of the bus was getting faster and faster, and it quickly reached more than one hundred and four. There were many vehicles on the road, but they were quickly taken behind, and Yang Lingsong took a seat in the co-pilot position.

All the way is very smooth. Countless cars on the road are going crazy like a **** to the China-Myanmar border. It is estimated that most of the Chinese living in Myanmar or businessmen from China are leaving the country through different channels. .

After more than an hour, the driver reminded that he would soon arrive at Ba Mo and let everyone pull the curtains. The people in the car immediately became nervous. They all know through news that there are riots in almost all cities in Myanmar.

However, the dawn here is quiet, the Eight Mo is quiet and abnormal, there is no confusion at all, and the driver is not too nervous. He comforted everyone and said: "It is already close to the Shan State Autonomous Region. It is actually controlled by the Shan State United Army and does not exclude Chinese. Like Shan Guo, the Shan State and the Kokang Allied Forces are basically Chinese, and they are different from the native Burmese."

The driver said while pulling a pass card from the glove box on the windshield~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Sure enough, there is a military officer with a knife and spear yellow five-star on the arm, and all the vehicles are slowing down. Slowly, when checking Yang Ling's bus, the soldiers saw the pass on the windshield, waved directly, and respectfully married a military ceremony.

The bus quickly passed this temporary checkpoint. Yang Ling asked the driver: "How far is it to Michal?"

The driver said: "About fifty kilometers!"

Yang Ling patted his shoulder and said, "Let's do it, I will get off here, and you will send the others back."

The driver nodded in surprise and handed him a note with a phone call. "There is very close to the Chinese border. There is basically nothing. Myitky is controlled by the Kachin Independence Army and is not affected by the Burmese government." The jurisdiction, but still have to be careful, there are a lot of smuggling and drug trafficking here, gangsters, if there is anything to call this phone, maybe it can provide some help."

Yang Ling collected the paper, took a ring from his pocket and threw it to the driver. Then he thanked him and opened the door and jumped. The driver stunned and hid the ring immediately. At this time, Jin Liufu wanted to be with him. Was rejected by Yang Ling.

The bus quickly left, Yang Ling stood on the side of the road to identify the direction, then waved a motorcycle and asked him to send himself to Myitkyina.

This road is also well repaired, but it is surrounded by high mountains and dense forests. The giant trees are towering in the sky. The tropical climate leads to the unusual growth of trees. Sitting on the motorcycle all the way, Yang Ling feels that if it is a moving/chaotic era, it is definitely here. A good place to kill people and more goods~www.wuxiaspot.com~Welcome to the readers to read, the latest, fastest and most popular serial works are available at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Mobile users please read.