I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 437
In northern Myanmar, Kachin State, in a military camp.

Frowning slightly, Luo Dayong put down the phone.

The supporters behind their Kachin Army have nothing to do with Yanhuang Kingdom.

However, small warlords like them are trying to survive in the cracks between big powers.

In fact, he and Li Feng are not familiar with each other, that is, they have met a few times and have some dealings with each other.

But now, since Li Feng opened his mouth, he specially called and asked himself to do him such a small favor. After thinking about it, Luo Dayong felt that he had to sell this face!
"Isn't he just a young man? As I said over there, this person doesn't have a big background."

"As long as the person dies, the person surnamed Li has repeatedly assured me that he will never leave any hidden dangers and implicate me."

"Just such a person, it's not easy, and the individual combat ability is very strong?"

"That person surnamed Li is probably making a fuss out of molehills and scaremongering. Several divisions of our Kachin Army, tens of thousands of people, can drown that person with a mouthful of saliva!"

"As long as he dares to show up in our Kachin State territory, he will definitely die!"

"After the matter is completed, the surname Li is willing to personally help us with a batch of supplies, and he can also make him owe me a favor."

"This deal, no matter how you look at it, I took advantage of it, so I don't agree? I'm not a fool..."

Picking up a photo that had just been printed out, Luo Dayong looked it over carefully.

In this room, he only took a few steps back and forth, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"Come here..." Luo Dayong shouted to the outside.

"Here! General, do you have something to order?" Soon, a man dressed as an adjutant walked into the room and saluted Luo Dayong respectfully.

"The person in the photo, pay close attention to his whereabouts."

"As long as he appears on our territory, report to me as soon as possible!"

"I only have one request, as long as he appears in our Kachin State, he must not be allowed to leave alive!"

……

While handing the photo in his hand to the adjutant, Luo Dayong waved his hand, and he gave orders with a murderous look.

"Yes, General!" After giving a military salute to Luo Dayong, the adjutant took the photo, turned and walked outside.

Of course, this scene didn't just happen to Luo Dayong.

Among the several major warlords in northern Myanmar, similar things almost all happened.

With Li Feng's status, if he wants these warlord leaders to do some unrealistic things, it may be unlikely that the other party will agree.

But just helping him deal with one person, after the matter is completed, there will be a lot of benefits. Those warlord leaders basically seldom refuse such things, and most of them will sell face to him.

……

Cambodia, an unnamed town, in a tavern.

More than a dozen big men, with their arms around the beautiful girl, chatted and chatted while drinking heavily.

In the middle, the man who seems to be the leader has a vicissitudes of life on his face, he seems to be quite old, and the hair on his temples is already gray.

But this man, with a pair of pupils, shone with a cold light, his eyes were like knives, carrying a kind of bitter chill.

Ordinary people, if they are stared at by him for a while, they will probably involuntarily feel a sense of shudder.

"Boss, this task is really too easy."

"The armed force of hundreds of people was directly defeated by us in two or three blows, and the anti-government armed forces? With this strength, it is vulnerable!"

"Shanmao, look at what you said. People who don't know may think that it is your Shanmao alone who can solve this mission so quickly."

"I don't dare to take the credit. Our Four Seas Mercenary Corps, the most powerful one must be the boss."

"I can shoot without missing a shot. I am simply the god of the gun. My marksmanship is one-tenth of the level of the boss. I can secretly enjoy it!"

……

These big guys all belong to the organization of a mercenary group from all over the world.

Good wine and beauties have always been indispensable condiments for most mercenaries.

They had just successfully completed a mission, and they came to this tavern not only to have fun, but also to celebrate.

The topics they talked about, in those entertainment venues in peaceful areas, might be a bit shocking.

But Cambodia is already a war-torn area, and conflicts between government forces and anti-government forces seldom stop.

Such a place is naturally a frequent haunt of some mercenary organizations.

"My ability is nothing. My former boss often told us that people should be in awe."

"Our Four Seas Mercenary Group has been active in Southeast Asia for so many years, and we rarely suffer any major losses. It's not because we are strong enough, but mainly because we are careful enough."

"This time, our mission was completed perfectly, but I don't want any mistakes to occur in the next mission because of our arrogance!"

"Many years ago, my two good brothers capsized in the gutter because of a momentary negligence, and were dragged by the enemy and killed together."

……

Picking up the wine glass in front of him, the leader of the mercenary group took a sip.

Scanning the nearby team members, perhaps thinking of something unbearable, he sighed and warned everyone.

"Boss, every time you talk about your former boss, you always look adored? Is he very powerful?" Someone in the crowd suddenly asked this question.

"My boss? If he is still there, our entire mercenary group will go up together. In front of him, we will not have any power to fight back."

"I have been in Southeast Asia for so many years, and I have seen a lot of various soldiers and kings. In my opinion, those people's abilities are just like that."

"My boss is so powerful, it's hard to describe at all. Perhaps, he can be called the strongest combat power of mankind..."

As if recalling the past, the leader of the mercenary group closed his eyes slightly, and he opened his mouth slowly and explained.

"Isn't it? Boss, is your former boss so strong? There are so many of us, why can't we beat him alone?"

"Humanity's strongest combat power? How could it suddenly disappear without a sound?"

"Boss, you are not joking with us, are you fooling us?"

……

Most of these guys in the Four Seas Mercenary Corps are rebellious people.

They admired their boss mainly because they had really seen his abilities.

But now, his boss actually said that the former boss may be the strongest combat force in human beings. Everyone in their team has no strength to fight back in front of the opponent?
In this regard, these mercenaries in front of them must find it hard to believe and accept it!

Seeing the discussion among his subordinates, the mercenary leader just smiled and didn't explain much!
He had seen the shocking scene where his boss stretched out a hand, held the fire in his palm, and then extinguished it casually.

With such strength, his boss called it the strongest combat power of mankind, is it an exaggeration?

At this moment, the satellite phone on his body suddenly rang.

Not many people know his phone number.

Under normal circumstances, when someone calls him, it is usually a business call.

"Yanhuang country's mobile phone number? I haven't been back for many years. Over the years, I have basically cut off contact with the people there!"

"Why did such a number suddenly call me?"

After looking at the caller number above, the mercenary leader froze for a while, lost his mind for a while.

After hesitating for a moment, he signaled to the people around him to be quieter, and then pressed the answer button to connect the phone.

"Ming Jian, it's me, Chen Hai..."

When he heard the voice from the phone, the mercenary leader looked excited and couldn't help but burst into tears: "Boss, you are finally back!"

The leader of the mercenaries is naturally Tian Mingjian.

After being wanted in the country and absconding out of the country, he has no other skills to make a living, only with super strong military skills, he naturally became a mercenary.

"Go, go to northern Burma!"

"Don't you want to know what the strongest combat power of human beings looks like? My boss, he is there now..."

After hanging up the phone, Tian Mingjian waved his hand, and he greeted all his subordinates.

(End of this chapter)