Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

He dared not think any further.

The wind outside the window has changed direction.

The wind made the treetops sway wildly.

On the other side of the border.

In the dense jungle.

The air was filled with the smell of decaying fallen leaves.

The atmosphere within the team underwent a dramatic transformation after crossing that invisible line.

The surrounding environment is becoming increasingly primitive and chaotic.

The once smooth asphalt road has disappeared, replaced by a dirt road covered with tire tracks, flanked by dense tropical broad-leaved forests.

Along with this change in environment, those drug traffickers from Yunnan Province who had previously been chased like stray dogs by special police within the territory of the Eastern Country have also been affected.

At this moment, it felt like a heavy shackle had been removed.

The previously hunched back visibly straightened.

The fear and anxiety that had been taut on his face were quickly replaced by a kind of arrogance born of relief.

"Finally out!"

Old Gun forcefully ripped open the collar of his sweat-soaked shirt and spat fiercely on the ground.

On that fleshy face, the arrogance of a desperado reappeared.

He looked around at the messy woods, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

The other fan leaders around them also burst into unrestrained laughter.

The laughter echoed through the jungle, sounding extremely jarring.

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Walking at the back of the group, Yu Zui watched the group's ugly behavior as their expressions changed instantly, and he was speechless.

He silently supported his right arm, which was in a cast, with his left hand.

A deep worry lingered in his eyes.

As an undercover agent, his feelings were extremely complicated.

Originally, within the territory of the Eastern Kingdom, he could have secretly sought opportunities by relying on his familiarity with the terrain and his understanding of the police deployment.

But now, we've crossed the border.

This is a true lawless land.

Having lost support from the rear, he is now like a kite with a broken string, completely unsure of what to do next.

My gaze involuntarily fell on the back of the person at the very front.

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Li Mo'an walked at the very front of the group.

Despite walking on the muddy dirt road, his face remained calm.

The revelry behind them did not elicit any emotional response.

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Meanwhile, Lao Zou and several other plainclothes police officers mingling in the crowd also felt a chill run down their spines.

As police officers who have dedicated their lives to their profession, they understand all too well the mindset of these drug traffickers.

Without the constraints of the law, these people are nothing but beasts.

Old Zou swallowed hard.

He felt his calves spinning.

Back when I was a local police officer in Yanghai City, I dealt with neighborhood disputes every day.

The most dangerous thing is catching a thief who steals electric bicycles.

Who would have thought.

Approaching retirement, he ended up following a celebrity who came to experience life, and ended up working as a bodyguard for drug traffickers overseas.

If this gets out, the entire Yanghai City Police Department will probably be shocked.

However, in order to avoid revealing their identities.

Old Zou could only grit his teeth and try his best to make his expression look fierce.

He even imitated the gangsters on TV, standing up straight and scanning his surroundings with hostile eyes.

Not long after.

The group walked through a patch of low bushes and came to a desolate earthen slope.

The deep roar of engines came from afar.

More than a dozen off-road vehicles covered in yellow mud, kicking up clouds of dust, stopped in front of the crowd.

That was a convoy of vehicles that the big bosses had arranged in secret.

The car door opened.

A group of armed men in camouflage uniforms jumped down.

These men were all carrying heavily worn automatic rifles.

A gleaming machete was hanging from his waist.

They saw these private armed groups providing support.

The fan leaders in Yunnan Province completely let down their guard.

because

These big fan leaders, also known as big tycoons, all have their own businesses here.

Furthermore, it also possesses a deeply entrenched armed force.

It can be said that after arriving in Myanmar...

For these bigwigs, the sky's the limit.

They no longer have to worry about being hunted down by the East Country police.

Old Gun strode quickly to the large SUV in the middle.

He personally opened the back door of the car.

He turned around and made an extremely respectful gesture of invitation to Li Mo'an.

"Boss Li, please go first."

Li Mo'an didn't stand on ceremony.

He bent down and got into the car.

Old Zou quickly followed suit and sat in the passenger seat.

The off-road convoy immediately turned around.

Following the bumpy dirt road, we sped towards the three-sided slope without any obstruction.

The air conditioning inside the carriage was turned up very high.

Old Gun and two other top fans in Yunnan Province squeezed into the seats opposite each other.

The three people were even more respectful to each other than they would to their own parents.

"Boss Li, we're really counting on you this time."

Old Gun took a cigar out of his pocket and handed it over with both hands.

"If it weren't for you leading us..."

"Under that kind of inescapable net, where even a fly couldn't get through, the brothers are probably in grave danger."

The other leader nodded repeatedly, his fat jiggling as he did so.

"you do not say!"

"When I saw so many police officers on the other side, my legs went weak."

"As a result, Boss Li, you actually managed to lead us out right under the noses of the cops."

"With that kind of courage and skill, he'll definitely be a leader in our industry!"

Faced with such nauseating flattery.

Li Mo'an simply held the cigar between his fingers without smoking it.

He calmly watched the dilapidated village rushing past the window.

He didn't say a word.

But this silence was automatically interpreted by the three bigwigs on the other side as the boss's profoundness.

Seeing this, Old Gun quickly changed the subject and began to report on what had happened next.

"Boss Li, the stronghold we're heading to is a place the brothers jointly built in Sanbianpo."

"Inside there are not only our stockpiles, but also more than two hundred guns."

"Absolutely safe!"

Old Gun lowered his voice as he said this.

"At tomorrow's fan leader meeting, everything will be decided by you, Boss Li!"

Listening to Old Gun's statement.

Li Mo'an remained calm.

Old Zou, sitting in the passenger seat, watched this scene through the rearview mirror.

Old Zou's lips twitched.

This elderly comrade felt that his worldview was suffering continuous and severe damage.

I was speechless.

"What's going on here?" This thought crossed his mind.

"A celebrity who came to experience life."

"He was not only treated as a savior by a group of drug dealers."

"Now they actually have to represent the entire Yunnan province's fan leaders to negotiate with foreign warlords for market share?"

This is even more absurd than a novel!

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After several hours of bumpy travel.

The off-road convoy finally arrived at its destination.

This is a stronghold of a guerrilla force in the heart of Sanbianpo.

The towering courtyard walls were covered with barbed wire.

Heavy machine guns were mounted in the watchtowers at the four corners.

The muzzle gleamed with a cold metallic sheen in the sunlight.

The large iron gate slowly slid open to both sides.

The convoy drove into the spacious courtyard.

Armed personnel were busy everywhere.

Some were wiping their guns.

Some were moving goods in boxes.

Those boxes, tightly wrapped in waterproof tarpaulins, were simply piled up in the open space.

A pungent smell permeated the air.

The car door opened.

Everyone got off the bus one after another.

We've arrived at this absolutely safe haven.

These drug lords who had fled across borders finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They completely dropped all pretense.

The humble and subservient attitude they once had within the Eastern Kingdom has completely vanished.

"Someone come here!"

Old Gun roared at the top of his lungs.

Several henchmen immediately jogged over.

"Go, bring out all the good wine for me!"

"Let's get a few more whole roasted lambs!"

After giving his orders to his men, Old Gun turned around with a fawning expression.

He walked quickly to Li Mo'an.

A fawning smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Li, you must be tired from your long journey."

Old Gun rubbed his hands together, his tone revealing an barely suppressed excitement.

"We've arrived on our own territory."

"We absolutely have to make sure Boss Li has a good time tonight!"

"Any place on this three-sided slope that catches your eye, the brothers will arrange it all for you!"

The other big bosses also gathered around.

They had just gathered together to briefly discuss their upcoming itinerary.

At this moment, one of the leaders stepped forward to express his opinion.

"Boss Li, we've discussed it."

"Everyone thinks we should rest here for a day first."

"I've been on edge these past few days, I need to relax."

"Tomorrow is the official fan club meeting."

"Then we'll be fully rested and ready to discuss those big deals!"

This group of people radiated a greedy desire for money.

The surrounding area was filled with the shouts of armed thugs.

Not far away, several shirtless henchmen were shoving each other while gambling.

Several muffled gunshots could even be heard in the distance.

Everything seemed so chaotic.

Faced with this chaotic invitation...

Li Mo stood quietly in place.

My gaze swept over the faces in front of me, faces etched with greed.

His face still maintained its signature calm expression.

Even the rhythm of her breathing remained completely unchanged.

"it is good."

A single, monosyllable, without the slightest undulation, was uttered.

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Upon hearing this answer...

Those bigwigs immediately burst into a joyful laugh.

They all called to their subordinates to prepare for the evening's revelry.

however.

Beneath that calm exterior, a storm seemed to be brewing.

Li Mo'an slowly turned his head.

Looking around at this sinful place known as Sanbianpo.

What comes into view.

All sorts of evils breed and spread here without restraint.

He watched the henchmen packing flour in the corner.

Looking at those armed guards with blank stares.

A slightly warm breeze swept across the stronghold's training ground.

A wisp of choking dust rose up.

Li Mo'an did not dodge.

He recalled the old men from his time in the military region.

And my aunt.

They always say they can cause a lot of trouble.

He said he didn't have enough awareness of danger.

Li Mo'an's lips twitched slightly.

Feeling the treacherous environment around them, an environment that could drive an ordinary person to the brink of mental collapse.

He thought to himself, "Everyone says I don't have enough sense of danger."

But in his view...

I am the person in their family who has the best sense of danger.