As Yao Yao sidled up, her trembling chest brushed against Li Xiang’s arm. Zhao Xueqing and Lei Xiaohui imdiately stepped forward and pulled her away.
"Sister Yao, don’t be scared. I’ll protect you!" Lei Xiaohui declared, wrapping an arm around Yao Yao.
Zhao Xueqing chid in, "It’s broad daylight and Brother Xiang is here. What are you afraid of?" ’She really knows how to pick her monts,’ she thought. ’She just got away with brushing up against him right in front of us. That’s going too far.’
Li Xiang’s mind, however, was still preoccupied with the matter of the compounds. He walked over to a nearby sun lounger and started looking up related information on his phone.
An incident this big couldn’t have happened without leaving a trace.
As the saying goes, Ro wasn’t built in a day.
The three girls gathered around him. Zhao Xueqing asked, "So, are we heading back or continuing with the trip? It’s your call."
Li Xiang looked up with a smile. "Of course we’re going to keep having fun, just as planned. Don’t worry. I did a little calculation, and I’d say this whole thing is about to be resolved. Those compounds are in for so serious bad luck."
"Huh?" The three girls were astonished, trading bewildered glances.
"Brother Xiang, how do you know that?" Lei Xiaohui asked in a low voice.
Li Xiang shrugged. "Just a guess."
So, they all continued to enjoy themselves, but the three girls remained a little worried. While they played, they were extra careful, avoiding contact with strangers and trying to stay together as a group of four at all tis. Even when going to the restroom, the three of them went together.
This was because Lei Xiaohui, after all, knew so Martial Arts.
As for Zhao Xueqing and Yao Yao, while they were quite athletic—one skilled in performative tea arts, the other in dance—they would be utterly useless in a real fight. Their "skills" would only serve to excite an assailant.
Watching the three girls’ graceful, swaying figures as they walked to the restroom together, Li Xiang pondered whether he should teach them the Breathing Technique and grant them Spirit Fruits. ’After all,’ he mused, ’these three have helped so much. They’re the core of my business team right now.’
’If we have another team-building trip abroad in the future, they’ll be able to protect themselves if they run into danger. I won’t have to watch over them every second. Foreign countries, after all, aren’t as safe as back ho.’
’Take right now, for example. I go out almost every night. If soone were to pick the lock on their door, or sneak in through a window, the consequences would be unthinkable.’
’Murders happen all the ti in a place like Southeast Asia.’
’Their decision to book the sa room and stick together for everything was actually quite farsighted.’
’And besides, with the Apocalypse coming in nine years, I’ll need a core team of Extraordinary Beings. I can’t just rely on my pets. I need human allies too—the more, the better.’
’But they have to be dependable and trustworthy.’
’In terms of looks, moral character, personality, ability, and ambition, the three of them are all top-tier choices. Their formal education might be a bit lacking, but that doesn’t an they’re not smart. On the contrary, they’re all very bright—otherwise, they wouldn’t each have their own special talents. Plus, all three have high emotional intelligence.’
To be honest, after spending so much ti working with them, Li Xiang felt that these three girls were closer to him than many of his own relatives.
’I’ll deal with those compounds first,’ he decided.
He had just been searching on his phone and, sure enough, had found relevant information. The perpetrators were most likely from a compound in Myawaddy.
Myawaddy is a city in Karen State, located not in Northern Myanmar but in eastern Myanmar on the border with Thailand—an area where the Chinese Side has less influence. It’s only seventy to eighty kiloters from P’an, which Li Xiang had visited before, and is part of the sa state.
Myawaddy and Thailand are separated only by the Moei River, which serves as a border between the two countries for hundreds of kiloters.
In just a few short years, hundreds of telecom scam compounds have sprung up in Myawaddy, the most infamous of which is KK Park.
The park is jointly managed by the Karen Army and the Burma 44th Division, a den of iniquity that combines telecom fraud with organ trafficking. They unscrupulously exploit foreign citizens to achieve their own objectives, showing a complete disregard for humanity and morality.
With Myanmar’s "Eighteen Dukes" locked in a chaotic war, the Myanmar Governnt Army is completely powerless to do anything about this place.
Once soone is sent into this "open-air prison," it ans their life has effectively co to an end.
In Myawaddy, you either desperately scam your own family and countryn, becoming a money-making tool to eke out a miserable existence for a little longer, or, if your performance is poor, you’re sent to the "slaughterhouse" to have your blood drained, kidneys harvested, and organs sold. Once every last drop of value has been wrung from your body, you are crushed and fed to crocodiles.
Aside from a few places like Singapore, Southeast Asia is largely a barbaric and backward land.
That night, when all was still and Yao Yao, Zhao Xueqing, and Lei Xiaohui were asleep, Li Xiang set out.
Myawaddy was less than five hundred kiloters from Pattaya. Li Xiang had morized the map during the day, and having previously been to P’an in Karen State, he arrived in just over half an hour. He spotted the largest of the compounds, KK Park, at a glance.
The compound was quite easy to find. For ten kiloters in every direction, there was nothing but desolate rice paddies. Its periter was enclosed by a high barbed-wire fence, with the only gate to the outside world located on its southern side.
Even at night, the inside was brightly lit. Guard posts manned by personnel with live ammunition were set up every hundred ters, making it as heavily fortified as a prison. In the densely populated areas within, the security was even tighter, with a guard practically every few steps.
For Li Xiang, however, it was like entering a Land of No One.
For a den of iniquity like this, Li Xiang felt that only blood could answer for blood. With a single leap, he soared over the high barbed-wire fence. He flicked the eight-hundred to nine-hundred-kilogram Profound Iron Mountain-Removal Rod in his hand, and a powerful, invisible wave of ultrasound erupted outwards. All guards within a several-hundred-ter radius centered on him grew dizzy and disoriented; those with weaker constitutions collapsed directly to the ground.
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