Brother, just how powerful is our family?

Just then, a connection request suddenly appeared on the screen.

The applicant's ID is "Myanmar Northern Little Eight", and the profile picture is of a young man wearing sunglasses with a roguish look.

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment and looked at her brother.

Qin Feng nodded: "Connect."

The connection is established, and the screen splits into two halves.

On the left was Qin Yao's side, and on the right appeared a man with a cunning look in his eyes.

He looked to be around thirty years old, wearing a floral shirt and a thick gold chain around his neck. The background was a tacky room with a cheap landscape painting hanging on the wall.

"Hello, hello! Miss Qin! Brother Feng!" Xiao Ba greeted him with a glib tongue, "I've heard so much about you! It's great to finally connect with you online today!"

Qin Feng frowned slightly: "Who are you?"

"Me? Little Eight from Northern Myanmar!" Little Eight patted his chest, looking smug. "I make a living here in Northern Myanmar, and I'm pretty well-known. I just watched your live stream; I heard you're trying to rescue someone?"

"So what if it is?" Qin Feng asked indifferently.

"Hehe..." Xiao Ba laughed, his smile laced with obvious sarcasm. "Brother Feng, I admit you're pretty awesome in Africa. I saw those armored vehicles and helicopters; they were indeed terrifying. But..."

He paused, then raised his voice: "This is northern Myanmar! Not Africa! Here, if you're a dragon, you have to coil up; if you're a tiger, you have to lie down! Even the Bull Demon King would have to plow two acres of land!"

These words were extremely arrogant, and the viewers in the live stream were furious.

"Who is this guy? He's so arrogant!"

"Are they telecom fraudsters from northern Myanmar? So brazen?"

"Brother Feng is going to confront him!"

"Let him see what a big shot he really is!"

Qin Feng wasn't angry; instead, he smiled and said, "Oh? It seems you know a lot about northern Myanmar?"

"That's right!" Xiao Ba said even more smugly. "I've been around here for five years. What haven't I seen? That girl you're talking about, Lin Xiaoyu, right? Let me tell you, very few people who end up in northern Myanmar make it back unscathed! Especially young and beautiful ones like her..."

He licked his lips, revealing a lewd smile: "Maybe it's already..."

"Shut up!" Li Siyu screamed, tears welling up in her eyes.

Qin Feng's eyes turned cold. He turned to Qin Weidong, who was standing to the side, and said, "Weidong, investigate this person."

"Yes." Qin Weidong immediately took out a tablet and started typing rapidly.

Seeing this, Xiao Ba laughed even more unrestrainedly: "Investigate me? Haha! Go ahead and investigate! I don't change my name or surname, Wu Tian! What can you do to me? I'm in northern Myanmar, you can't fly over and arrest me, can you?"

He gave the camera the middle finger: "Let me tell you, I have hundreds of brothers here, armed and well-equipped! Do you think your armored vehicles and helicopters can handle them all? Huh?"

Qin Feng ignored his provocation and simply waited quietly.

A minute later, Qin Weidong handed over the tablet, which displayed detailed information.

Qin Feng took the tablet, glanced at it, and then read aloud into the camera: "Wu Tian, ​​nicknamed Xiao Ba, 32 years old, from Yueyang, Hunan Province. In 2018, he illegally crossed the border into northern Myanmar and joined a telecom fraud group under the 'Wa Gang United Army.' His main responsibility is to lure young people from China to northern Myanmar through live streaming and social media. To date, he has successfully scammed 138 people..."

With each sentence he read, Xiao Ba's face grew increasingly grim.

"Among them, there were 92 men and 46 women. Most of the men were forced into telecommunications fraud, while the women..." Qin Feng paused, his eyes turning cold, "...23 were sold to entertainment venues, 18 were forced to participate in fraud, and 5... have been confirmed dead."

The live stream chat was exploding with comments:

"My God! One hundred and thirty-eight people!"

"Twenty-three girls were sold to that kind of place..."

"Five more have died?!"

"This kind of scum deserves to go to hell!"

"Call the police! We must call the police!"

Xiao Ba's face turned deathly pale, but she still forced herself to speak: "You... what nonsense are you talking about! This is all slander! I... I'm just an ordinary streamer!"

"Really?" Qin Feng continued reading, "Your bank account in China has received a total of 12 million yuan in remittances from northern Myanmar over the past three years. You also own two houses and a Porsche Cayenne in Changsha, all purchased with this money."

He looked up at the panicked Xiao Ba on the screen: "Do you need me to read out your bank statements and property information as well?"

Xiao Ba panicked completely. But he quickly regained his composure and said fiercely, "Even if all of this is true, what can you do to me? I'm in northern Myanmar! This is a lawless zone! Even your Chinese police can't do anything to me! What can you, someone from Africa, do to me?"

He became increasingly arrogant: "Let me tell you, I not only have people in northern Myanmar, but also back in China! If you dare to touch me, watch out for your family! Especially your pretty sister..."

He stared at Qin Yao, his eyes lewd: "Such a beautiful girl, if she ended up in northern Myanmar..."

"Good, very good." Qin Feng interrupted him, his voice calm, but the coldness hidden beneath that calmness sent a chill down Xiao Ba's spine, even through the screen.

Qin Feng slowly stood up and walked in front of the camera.

There was no anger or excitement in those eyes, only a chilling coldness.

"You're right, northern Myanmar is indeed a troublesome place." Qin Feng's voice was soft, but every word was crystal clear. "But troublesome doesn't mean there's no way out."

He turned to Qin Weidong and said, "Weidong, make the arrangements."

"Yes, Commander." Qin Weidong stood at attention.

Qin Feng looked back at the camera, at Xiao Ba who was already sweating profusely: "Didn't you say I couldn't do anything with you? Well then, let's see if we really can't."

He paused, then said, word by word, "There are two things I hate most. First, threatening my family. Second, harming innocent people. And you, you've done both."

Xiao Ba forced a smile: "You... what do you want? Send planes over? Don't be ridiculous! From Africa to northern Myanmar, it's thousands of kilometers! Do you think your planes can even fly over there? Even if they could, you can't just enter the airspace over northern Myanmar whenever you want!"

"Oh?" Qin Feng raised an eyebrow. "How about we make a bet? I bet you'll still be able to act arrogantly here in 24 hours."

"Fine, I'll bet!" Xiao Ba retorted defiantly. "You think I'm afraid of you?!"

Qin Feng ignored him and turned to Li Siyu, saying, "Give me your cousin's information."

Li Siyu quickly handed over her phone, which contained Lin Xiaoyu's photo, ID number, contact information, and other information.

Qin Feng relayed this information to Qin Weidong: "We need to see this girl, alive or dead. If she's still alive, bring her back unharmed. If..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.

"Yes!" Qin Weidong saluted, then quickly left.

Qin Feng then looked at Xiao Ba on the screen: "As for this person... capture him alive. I want to see him in person."

"yes!"

Xiao Ba felt a chill run down his spine as he listened to the conversation.

But he still didn't believe Qin Feng could really extend his influence to northern Myanmar, and forced a smile, saying, "You're putting on quite a show! I'll wait right here! Let's see what you've got!"