Chapter 501 Is the Friend Coming?
Chapter 501 Is the Friend Coming?
Chapter Five Hundred and One
Wu Qin's roar was imposing, his whole being like a fierce beast, no longer the skinny middle-aged man of before.
There was a black gleam in Wu Qin's eyes.
The Myanmar soldiers, upon seeing Wu Qin, suddenly showed panic on their faces and collectively lowered their guns.
Wu Qin uttered a few words in a rapid chatter.
The Myanmar soldiers nodded again and again, then stood up, opened the checkpoint, and let the group pass.
Wu Qin, filled with pride, returned to his seat in the vehicle. Zhou Shuanghu, eager to offer his compliments, said, "Thank you, Grandmaster Wu, for stepping in. You really are a grandmaster, even capable of intimidating these Myanmar soldiers."
Wu Qin smiled arrogantly, "What is this? With me here, you are absolutely safe in Myanmar."
"With the Grandmaster's word, I am at ease. Once this trip is over, I will present you with an additional five million." Zhou Shuanghu, dealing in the jade stone business, naturally knew that almost all the top-quality jade in the world came from Myanmar, and to win over a sorcerer with such influence in Myanmar was very helpful to his business.
A hint of satisfaction flashed across Wu Qin's face as he nodded.
Even though being a sorcerer came with status, Myanmar was still poor compared to the wealthy businessmen of Hua Country.
Throughout the journey, they had the sorcerer, Grandmaster Wu Qin, with them.
Indeed, they arrived at Mitzina without incident.
Mitzina is the capital of Kachin State in northern Myanmar, as well as the most important trade center in the region. It's very close to the two important mining areas of Pagan and Mong Ko, both currently under military control.
Even for people like Zhou Shuanghu and his company, entering them wouldn't be easy.
So they decided to stay at a hotel in Mitzina first.
Zhou Shuanghu busied himself with making contact with the Jade King in Pagan.
It was Song Yi's first time in Myanmar, and with Mitzina featuring such a large jade trading market, she naturally didn't want to miss out, insisting that Long Xiaoshan accompany her out.
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Upon seeing them about to go out, Zhou Shuanghu hurriedly said, "It's so chaotic outside now; it's not safe for the two of you to go out alone. Take my bodyguards with you."
Zhou Shuanghu genuinely cared about Song Yi.
After all, aside from her beauty, her antiques business was very successful. A wealthy and attractive woman like her was not someone Zhou Shuanghu simply wanted to have a fling with; he would prefer to marry her, combine their strengths, and consequently, the Song Family's antiques business would be his, Elder Zhou's.
Song Yi said, "President Zhou, don't worry. My brother is also an expert when it comes to protection, having him is enough."
"Your brother is an expert?" Zhou Shuanghu nearly wanted to laugh; if your brother is an expert, then what does that make me, a super expert? I, at least, have over two hundred jin of fat on me.
After practicing, Long Xiaoshan's skin had become as white and smooth as jade, even finer than a woman's.
Although he looked handsome and his features were sharp, his delicate skin made it evident he led a life of luxury. An expert should, at the very least, resemble his bodyguards, with an obvious aura of killing about them, their bodies covered in muscles and bumps.
"It's true, and we're just going to browse around the jade market anyway, so there's no need to trouble your bodyguards."
Without waiting for Zhou Shuanghu to respond, she quickly pulled Long Xiaoshan away.
"Hey!" Zhou Shuanghu raised his hand, but the two were already far away.
"President Zhou, want me to follow them?" the bodyguard Luo Fei asked.
"Yes, follow them, but don't let anything really happen to them," Zhou Shuanghu nodded.
Luo Fei left the building.
Three minutes later, a phone call came in, "President Zhou, I've lost the person."
"What, you lost them? How could you lose them?" Zhou Shuanghu's eyes widened. Luo Fei was the strongest among his four bodyguards and a former elite of the North African Blood Wolf Mercenary Corps. Such an expert actually lost track of two ordinary people.
Luo Fei sounded very ashamed, "I don't know what happened. They were right there a moment ago, and then they just vanished. Shall I go look for them again?"
"Forget it, just come back," Zhou Shuanghu said helplessly.
Long Xiaoshan led Song Yi through several shops and alleys, then stopped and said, "Alright, no one's following us anymore."
Song Yi hurriedly released Long Xiaoshan's hand and said, "Really? Were we being followed just now? You weren't just making that up as an excuse to take advantage of me, were you?"
Long Xiaoshan rolled his eyes and said quickly, "Sister, you're almost old enough to be my mom. Why would I take advantage of you?"
"Go to hell!"
Song Yi fiercely grabbed Long Xiaoshan's throat and shook him, "Dare you say that again, you foul-mouthed rogue! Who could possibly be old enough to be your mother?"
The strength of a raging woman was truly astonishing.
Long Xiaoshan was almost choked and struggled for breath, sticking out his tongue as he pleaded, "I was wrong, I was wrong, let me go!"
"I won't let go. Today, I must strangle you, you bastard!" Song Yi was furious. With her figure and face, she looked like a woman in her late twenties, coveted by many men. This bastard actually said she was old enough to be his mother—he really didn't know a good thing when he saw it.
"Let go, or I won't be polite anymore," Long Xiaoshan threatened.
"Come on then, all you can do is spank me, can't you? I'm going all in with you," Song Yi was most annoyed when someone brought up her age. It was a sore point; after all, who let her nearly be forty and still a bachelorette?
Suddenly, she let out a whimper, and her grip weakened.
Feeling her sensitive area being touched, she said, both embarrassed and angered, "You dare to touch my... I will strangle you!"
Song Yi squeezed harder.
Long Xiaoshan pinched a few more times, and Song Yi could no longer hold on. Her hands drooped weakly, and she looked at Long Xiaoshan with murderous eyes.
"You bastard, dare to touch me; I won't let you go."
Long Xiaoshan's hand was still on her... waist, and he said innocently, "I just pinched your waist a bit, is it necessary to shout murder like this?"
"Anyway, you're a bastard, a big bastard..."
Suddenly, Song Yi saw a change in Long Xiaoshan's expression, and he rushed to the mouth of the alley, looking left and right.
Song Yi had wanted to continue scolding, but when she saw Long Xiaoshan like this, she forgot to continue and went over and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Seeing that Long Xiaoshan didn't reply, Song Yi pushed him and said, "I'm asking you, what are you looking at so intently? Has your sweetheart arrived?"
Long Xiaoshan put one hand on his heart, his brow furrowed in thought. Hearing her words, he gave Song Yi a strange look and said, "Yeah, you might've guessed right. It really is my sweetheart."
"Oh, look at the airs you're putting on. You've barely arrived in Myanmar and haven't even caught your breath, yet you've already found a sweetheart?" Song Yi said sarcastically.
"Right, not just my sweetheart, but she's also especially beautiful and has a great figure. Bigger chest than you, slimmer waist, legs... Hmm, her legs aren't as long as yours, but she isn't as tall as you either, the proportions are really good, like a little demon fairy," Long Xiaoshan said seriously.
"Pfft, keep blowing your own trumpet, let's see, wow, there's such a big bull up in the sky!" Song Yi didn't believe him at all. Although there were certainly women in this world with better figures, she was confident that such women were not easy to come by.
Long Xiaoshan had been in Myanmar for just a few hours. How could he have found someone with a better figure and prettier than her, especially when she had been with him the whole time? Where could he have found her?