Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

At this moment, Chaka suddenly caught a glimpse of something unusual in the rearview mirror - a soldier who was originally thought to be dead was quietly crawling up from the ground, with the black muzzle of his gun pointed at Zhang Luan's back.

His heartbeat quickened, but he remained calm on the surface.

"Independence is another matter," Chaka raised his voice, trying to divert Zhang Luan's attention. "Now that I'm a warlord, I can make money however I want. If it becomes a country, I won't be able to touch many businesses, and the Burmese army will fight me to the death!"

"Bang!" The crisp sound of gunfire rang out in the park.

The bullet hit Zhang Luan's back accurately, but strangely, he just shook slightly, as if he was just bitten by a mosquito and it didn't hurt at all.

Before Chaka could react, the soldier who fired the gun fell to the ground as if his throat was cut by an invisible blade.

Blood gushed out from his neck and quickly spread on the ground, forming a dark red puddle.

The sunlight shone on the pool of blood, reflecting a dazzling light.

Zhang Luan didn't even turn his head, as if everything happening behind him was under his control.

He continued nonchalantly, "Then just wipe out the Burmese army and you become the conqueror of Burma. Isn't that enough?"

Chaka's face was filled with despair and confusion, and his voice was filled with tears: "What on earth are you doing?!" He looked at the corpses lying around him, and his heart was filled with fear.

Not only did this young man easily kill all his people, he was now forcing him to establish an independent country.

This is totally out of the ordinary and impossible to understand!

"I'm here to buy arms, didn't I say that?" Zhang Luan frowned and said seriously, as if the bloody scene just now had nothing to do with him.

In the sunlight, Chaka stared at Zhang Luan's face and felt his scalp tingling. He was about to go crazy!

I've never seen anyone like this in my life!

This seemingly ordinary young man can not only withstand the impact of bullets unscathed, but also kill people silently.

This kind of ability is definitely not something that ordinary people can possess.

Behind him, there must be a special forces unit from a big country supporting him.

"Anyway, take me back to your headquarters. From now on, you must report your movements to me. From today on, you are still General Chaka, but I have the final say. Remember?"

Zhang Luan threatened coldly.

Chaka shrank his neck like a frightened rabbit: "I know!" His voice was full of fear.

Zhang Luan narrowed his eyes, the sunlight casting a sharp shadow on his face. "Don't try to be clever. I know you people here are always skeptical and always think your cleverness can save you."

He spoke word for word, "I can tell you very clearly that cleverness is nothing compared to absolute strength! If I catch you being clever, I'll break one of your bones. The second time, two. The third time, four. The fourth time, eight. And so on!"

"Shouldn't the fourth time be six?" Chaka's face turned pale and his voice was as thin as a mosquito's hum.

The sunlight shone on the cold sweat on his forehead, flickering a faint light.

"You're talking about arithmetic progression, I'm talking about geometric progression!" Zhang Luan snorted coldly and threw Chaka into the passenger seat of the jeep.

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Driver's seat.

Chaka's body hit the seat heavily, making a dull thud.

Sitting in the car, Chaka was still repeating Zhang Luan's words: "Arithmetic progression, geometric ratio, what are they?!"

Zhang Luan secretly observed Chaka's every move, and at the same time quietly put the weapons and equipment scattered on the ground into the space.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was expecting Chaka to do something stupid.

If this reckless warlord really dared to drive away, he would have a reason to puncture his tires and break his bones, teaching him a lesson he would never forget.

However, what disappointed Zhang Luan slightly was that the warlord seemed to be completely frightened and even breathed cautiously.

The sunlight shone through the windshield onto Chaka's pale face, reflecting streaks of cold sweat.

Zhang Luan slowly picked up the weapons and equipment scattered on the ground. Finally, he leisurely sat in the driver's seat, and the leather seat made a slight noise.

"Wait, there's me too!" Zheng Guofeng's voice suddenly rang out.

He ran over quickly and got into the back seat, creating a gust of wind that blew Chaka's sweat-soaked hair on his forehead.

In the park, the cyber fraudsters who had been freed walked out one after another. They looked at the corpses on the ground with horror written all over their faces.

In the sunlight, the blood had begun to solidify, emitting a faint fishy smell.

"Here are your passports, keep them and don't come again!" Zhang Luan casually threw a stack of passports into the air. The documents drew a beautiful arc in the sunlight and scattered all over the ground.

The jeep roared and sped away.

"Why are you following me? Is there something else?" Zhang Luan turned and looked at Zheng Guofeng in the rearview mirror.

"Now that I have dealt with this cyber-fraud park, I still have to go to other cyber-fraud parks. There has also been a drug case recently. It is said that the two are related, and I still need to investigate!" Zheng Guofeng was halfway through his words when he suddenly noticed the check card on the co-pilot seat.

His voice stopped abruptly and the air froze instantly.

As an undercover agent, the mastermind he had been trying so hard to contact was sitting just a stone's throw away.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became weird, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

"Drugs, cyber fraud, they're all this brother's business. Just ask him directly if you have any questions!" Zhang Luan said easily, patting Chaka's shoulder with his right hand.

The corners of Chaka's mouth twitched, and the expression on his face was uglier than crying.

The sunlight filtered through the car window, casting long shadows of the three people on the ground.

"Are you behind the drugs and cyber fraud?" Zheng Guofeng looked at the middle-aged man huddled in the back seat and shivering, his tone full of disbelief.

Although Chaka was a big man, he was like a frightened mouse at this moment, huddled in the corner and trembling constantly.

His brown face was covered with sweat, and his cloudy eyes kept turning, revealing cowardice and cunning.

"Yes... yes." Chaka answered in broken Chinese, "But this is all what White Shadow taught me! He introduced me to drug lords, taught me how to negotiate with them, and told me methods of planting and refining..." He couldn't wait to pour out all the information like beans from a bamboo tube.

Zheng Guofeng frowned, his eyes darting back and forth across Chaka's face. "You mean, you're just an executor? The real mastermind is White Shadow?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Chaka nodded repeatedly, his flattering look was disgusting.

Zhang Luan, who was driving, glanced at the backseat in the rearview mirror and sneered, "Brother Zheng, to be honest, I don't think he has the brains to do that. How could a jerk like him, who can't even tie his pants properly, build such a big business?"

Zheng Guofeng leaned back in his chair and sighed. "Indeed, we've long suspected he has American influence behind him. How could a nobody like him take over so many warlords in such a short period of time? Now it seems he's just a puppet, an idiot being used as a pawn."

The car fell into a brief silence, the only sound being Chaka's rapid breathing. Zheng Guofeng looked out the window at the passing scenery, his heart filled with disappointment.

After searching for the big fish for so long, the result was just a shrimp that was at the mercy of others.

"Yes, yes, I'm just a pawn, please don't kill me!" Chaka's face was filled with a flattering smile, and his eyes flashed with a humble light. "I can cooperate with anything you ask me to do. In fact, whether it's against Long Country or against the United States, it makes no difference to me. As long as there is benefit... no, as long as I can stay alive, that's all that matters!"

His tone became more and more urgent, as if he wanted to pour out everything in his heart.

That expression was in stark contrast to the image of the warlord who was high-spirited and arrogant in previous rumors.

At this moment, he was like a clown who had taken off his disguise, revealing his truest side.

Zhang Luan observed Chaka's expression in the rearview mirror, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"How about this," he said slowly, "Have Chaka call right now and gather all the fraud bosses and drug lords down there in one place."

He glanced at Zheng Guofeng and continued, "When the time comes, Brother Zheng can contact the higher-ups and wipe them out! As for this Chaka, can you please leave it to me? I still need it!"

Zheng Guofeng laughed heartily after hearing this. "Brother Zhang, you're so polite! You've done me such a big favor! I don't know how to thank you enough. If you want to stay and check the card, who can stop you? Why do you even need to ask me?"

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"It's different, Brother Zheng." Zhang Luan's tone suddenly became serious. "If it were just the two of us, I really wouldn't have to ask you. I know you wouldn't bother with me. But I know you're not doing this for yourself. Some things still need to be decided by higher-ups!"

Chaka in the back seat listened to the conversation between the two and his body trembled unconsciously.

He knew that his fate was no longer in his own hands and he could only wag his tail and beg for mercy like a dog, hoping to survive.

"That's right, but warlords are involved in Myanmar's internal affairs. Drug lords and cyber fraud are areas that the police can get involved in." Zheng Guofeng said seriously, with a hint of official seriousness in his tone. "If you touch the warlords, that's their internal affairs. We won't interfere!"

These words made Zhang Luan feel relieved.

He drove the car steadily and said thoughtfully, "That's good. Besides..." He paused, as if weighing his words, "If one day I'm powerless against the White Shadows and the government troops, I hope Brother Zheng can help put in a few good words to the higher-ups and ask for help!"

When Chaka in the back seat heard this conversation, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that this young man's ambition was so big that he even dared to target White Shadow and the government forces.

"I'll try my best." Zheng Guofeng's voice was steady and powerful. "I won't take credit for your efforts in eliminating drug lords and fraudsters. I'll report everything to you." At this point, his tone became more serious. "But I can't interfere with what the higher-ups decide!"

"I understand, I totally understand!" Zhang Luan smiled and nodded.

As the jeep moved forward, a military checkpoint suddenly came into view.

Several soldiers in green uniforms and red berets were lazily leaning against the checkpoint.

The AK-47s in their hands were casually slung across their bodies, but when they saw the jeep, they immediately stood up straight as if they had been electrocuted.

"Leave this to me, don't worry!" Chaka's voice was flattering.

He adjusted his sitting posture, and his face instantly replaced with the arrogant expression unique to warlords.

As the windows slowly rolled down, humid tropical air rushed into the car.

Chaka raised his right hand contemptuously and gave a nonchalant military salute.

When the soldiers saw it was him, they immediately ran towards the roadblock nervously and hurriedly moved the barricades away.

Their movements were clumsy and frantic, fearing to anger the notorious warlord.

Until the jeep disappeared from sight, the soldiers still kept

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They stood at attention straight, sweat dripping down their cheeks.

"How is it? Did I perform well?" Chaka immediately changed back to his fawning face, like a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

Zhang Luan glanced at him through the rearview mirror, his lips curled up slightly. "Not bad! If you keep doing this, I can guarantee you'll stay alive. The army will still be yours, the territory will still be yours. I just want the weapons and equipment!"

"That white shadow..." When Chaka mentioned this name, his voice trembled noticeably and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Don't worry," Zhang Luan sneered, his tone full of disdain, "As long as he doesn't use nuclear weapons, I can guarantee that you won't die!"

This is Myanmar after all. Even if Da Piaoliang wants to take action against Chaka, there are only a few ways.

Sending someone to assassinate is the most foolish method. It is extremely difficult to successfully assassinate a warlord.

Another option is to support another warlord to kill Chaka, and the most likely option is to support his younger brothers.

Because this is the easiest way.

"That's good, that's good!" Chaka nodded repeatedly, a relieved expression on his face.

He has seen Zhang Luan's strength, and the fact that he can say this means that he must have a method.

As for what the method is... Chaka looked at Zheng Guofeng through the rearview mirror in the car.

I guess a certain big country is his biggest secret weapon!

The bumpy road surface caused the people in the car to shake from time to time.

There are lush tropical plants on both sides, and the humid and hot air can be felt even with the air conditioner on.

From time to time, patrol soldiers in faded military uniforms could be seen on the road. When they saw Chaka's license plate, they would immediately give way.

Chaka leaned back in his seat, reflecting on his rise to prominence.

At first, he was just a small warlord who occupied a village with dozens of people.

Later, for some unknown reason, the surrounding competitors fell one after another. Some died in air raids, some were eliminated by special forces, and some disappeared inexplicably.

Now that I think about it, all of this was the result of a big country manipulating things behind the scenes.

"Heh..." Chaka laughed bitterly. He once thought that he could make a career on this land, but now it seems that he is just a pawn in the game between big powers.

A few hours later, a luxurious manor came into view.

The tall walls were covered with barbed wire, and fully armed guards stood at the gate.

"Okay, I'll get off here. It's hard to get out once you go in!" Zheng Guofeng patted Zhang Luan's shoulder.

Zhang Luan parked the car on the side of the road and turned to Chaka, saying, "Okay, Brother Zheng, take care of yourself. Also, get him a pass!"

"My face is my pass. I don't need a pass!" Chaka said innocently.

"Then do you want me to peel off your face and give it to Brother Zheng?" Zhang Luan's voice was as cold as a knife, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.