Northern Myanmar: These players are acting strangely!

Chapter 125 The Law of the Jungle, A Life-or-Death Choice, Fire!
Wang Zixu immediately denied it.

If Ah Long becomes suspicious at this point and sends someone to keep an eye on him, that would be bad.

If someone follows you when you poop or pee, how are you supposed to run away?
He met Ah Long's gaze and said sincerely:

"Brother Long, no matter what I say now, you definitely won't believe me."

"Just watch what I do from now on."

Sometimes, the more you explain, the more likely you are to arouse suspicion and appear guilty.

Ah Long smiled, a playful glint in his eyes:

"how?"

"So eager to prove yourself?"

"Okay, then I'll give you that chance."

Ah Long turned around and whispered a few words to the lackey at the door. The lackey obeyed and immediately trotted away.

Wang Zixu was in a state of panic, completely unaware of what tricks Ah Long was up to.

In no time.

The lackey is back.

Another person who came back with him was Wang Mazi.

The two had only been separated for a short time.

When Wang Zixu saw Wang Mazi again, he noticed that his injuries were even more serious.

His clothes were torn to shreds, and his face and arms were covered with fresh bruises and bloodstains. He walked with a limp, clearly having suffered a lot in the dark room.

As soon as Wang Mazi entered the office, he saw Wang Zixu, then turned to look at A Long, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

He then knelt down with a "thud," his voice muffled and unclear:

"Brother Long, Brother Long, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong!"

"Everyone involved... I've confessed everything. Please, please, please let me go this time..."

Ah Long snorted coldly:
"You don't know you're wrong, you know you're going to die!"

As he spoke, he turned around and walked back behind his desk, opened a drawer, and took out a black leather pistol.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of cocking the gun was particularly jarring in the office.

To everyone's astonishment, Ah Long, in full view of everyone, threw the loaded pistol to Wang Zixu.

Wang Zixu instinctively caught the pistol; the cold metallic texture sent a shiver down his spine.

However, I felt more confused and bewildered.

What the hell is going on? Why give him a gun?
His mind was racing, and the thought of shooting Ah Long even crossed his mind.

It was fleeting, and he quickly suppressed it.

He turned his head and looked at Ah Long with a questioning gaze.

Ah Long was looking down at his phone, scrolling through it, then raised his hand and pointed the camera at Wang Zixu, saying:

"okay."

"Didn't you want to prove yourself to me?"

"Now, the opportunity is in your hands."

"Shoot Wang Mazi, and I'll believe you."

Wang Zixu's expression changed slightly.

kill?
He never even considered it!
He was stunned for a long time, his forehead covered in sweat, which dripped onto the ground.

He looked down and saw Wang Mazi's face on the ground, contorted with pain, and his lips trembling with fear...

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Ah Long raised his eyebrows and said impatiently:
"What? Weren't you just now so confident that you wanted to prove it to me?"

"If you can't even do this little thing right, how can I trust you?"

Wang Zixu's Adam's apple bobbed, and he mustered his courage, speaking slowly and hoarsely:
"Brother Long... I... I've never done anything this big before..."

"For a moment...for a moment it was a bit..."

Ah Long snorted disdainfully:
"Who the hell was born knowing how to kill?"

"Isn't this fucking training you?"

As the old saying goes, practice makes perfect.

"Once you have the guts to do it the first time, you won't be afraid anymore once you get the hang of it."

Wang Zixu swallowed hard.

Circumstances dictate actions; in the current situation, if he doesn't kill Wang Mazi, he'll be the one to die.

He stammered, wanting to say something more, or perhaps wanting to ask Wang Mazi if he had any last words, but the words just wouldn't come out.

Ah Long stepped forward and patted Wang Zixu on the shoulder heavily:

"Don't worry!" "All you have to do is point the gun at his head, and then pull the trigger, 'bang!'"

"What are you hesitating about when it can be done in less than three seconds?"

"If you really can't bring yourself to do it, just treat it like a chicken or a duck! Imagine it's like slaughtering a chicken or duck at home to entertain guests during the Chinese New Year, it's no big deal."

"I have high hopes for you. Didn't you just say you wanted to follow behind me and carry a stick?"

"Now, show me your determination!"

Wang Zixu looked at the black pistol in his hand, his arm trembling slightly with nervousness.

He slowly raised the muzzle of the gun, aimed it at Wang Mazi's forehead, and moved his index finger toward the trigger.

Suddenly, a scene from a conversation with Wang Mazi flashed into my mind.

"Hey, Ma Zi, where are you from?"

"I'm from Harbin. I used to run a small supermarket and do some small business."

"Life wasn't wealthy, but we managed."

"Later...later my wife got seriously ill, and it drained our savings."

"At that time, both children were waiting to go to school, and we were in urgent need of money."

"I was like a madman back then, all I wanted was to make big money and make quick money."

“A friend told me that it’s easy to do business with Chinese herbal medicine in Myanmar, and you can earn dozens of dollars a year.”

"As soon as we arrived, we were brought to this godforsaken place."

"I didn't earn the money to save my wife's life, and the children's tuition fees are gone too..."

"Looking back, I was really stupid. I naively thought they were kidnappers and that they would release me once the ransom was paid. To spare me from suffering, my family sold our house in our hometown and borrowed money from all our relatives and friends. Finally, we managed to scrape together the money to pay the ransom..."

"I lied to you..."

To this day, he still doesn't know which of Wang Mazi's words were true and which were false.

We don't even know if he has a wife and children, or whether he is seriously ill.

But what if...?

Wang Zixu's breathing became rapid.

Although I hate him, hate that he used me as cannon fodder, but...

He gripped the pistol tightly, still trying to make a final stand:

"Brother Long, could you..."

Ah Long's eyes widened, and he roared:
"Are you fucking capable or not?"

"Look at you, you cowardly bastard!"

"Let me tell you, in northern Myanmar, no, you could say the entire Golden Triangle is a black forest! If you want to survive, if you want to live like a human being, you have to be bold and ruthless! Throw away all your pitiful sense of morality and become a jackal or a tiger! That's the law of survival!"

"Get the hell out of here!"

"I'll count to five, and if you don't make a move, I'll fucking kill you first!"

"You know me, I never make empty promises, I always do what I say!"

"five!"

"Four!"

The countdown was like a death knell, forcing Wang Zixu to make a choice.

He had no choice at all.

Wang Zixu took a deep breath, and his turbulent emotions miraculously calmed down at that moment.

Ah Long was right about one thing.

This place is a microcosm of the animal world, where the survival of the fittest and mutual killing are the norm.

If you don't kill others, you'll die yourself.

He placed his index finger on the trigger.

He had gone through countless internal struggles, but he knew he had no other choice!

Even if he hadn't fired the shot today, someone else would have.

From the moment Wang Mazi's plan was discovered, his fate was sealed!
The dark muzzle of a gun was pressed against Wang Mazi's forehead.

At that moment,

Wang Zixu actually saw a hint of relief in Wang Mazi's cloudy eyes.

Sorry……

The instant Ah Long counted down to "one".

Wang Zixu closed his eyes and resolutely pulled the trigger.

(End of this chapter)