Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

The Golden Triangle, a secluded area surrounded by dense forests, is the drug production base of drug lord Villar.

On the perimeter, armed drug dealers surveyed the area warily.

Inside, the drug manufacturing process was carried out day and night in a makeshift shack, with trucks frequently coming and going, transporting the wicked raw materials and finished products.

Inside a wooden house.

Villa stayed with his two sons.

"Dad, have you found a buyer for the gem? A lot of people are watching, so we need to get rid of it as soon as possible," Billy said.

"Brother, at this time, how could anyone dare to take over the gem? Once we hear any rumors, it will definitely attract the attention of many forces. My idea is to wait a while, at least half a year, before we consider making a move," Belgium said, expressing his thoughts.

"That's right. God has been kind to us, allowing us to stumble upon this pigeon blood ruby, which is worth at least a billion dollars. If we can successfully sell it, why would we need to deal drugs anymore? We can retire right now!" Billy said, his face beaming with joy.

It was quite a coincidence that someone had hidden this pigeon blood ruby ​​on their territory, and it just so happened that their people spotted it.

They were notified.

Villa then spoke up, "Shi, you're right, we can't act so quickly. Fortunately, we've already dealt with all the people who knew about it. As long as the three of us don't say anything, no one will know."

"Dad, there's one more person, the guy who hid the jewels," Billy said.

Upon hearing this, Villa looked disdainful. "The fact that the other party hid the gems immediately means that he doesn't have any background and is just an ordinary person. I'm sure he won't dare to say anything, and even if he did, he wouldn't know that we took them."

"The fact that so many days have passed without any news is the best proof of this."

After listening, the two also felt that what their father said made sense.

Jingle Bell!

Just then, Belgium's cell phone rang, vibrating violently, as if signaling that something bad was about to happen.

Belgium picked up his phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hey! What's up?"

Villa and Billivan looked over and saw that Belgium's expression was becoming increasingly strange, with a hint of lingering fear.

"Alright, I got it. Find the guy who spread the rumor! And dispel the rumor that the gem isn't in our hands!"

After saying that, Belgium hung up the phone, his face looking rather grim.

"What happened? Why did you mention the gemstone?" Villa asked, a bad feeling creeping over him.

Belgium's expression was complicated. "Dad, just now someone spread the news in the Golden Triangle area that the gems are in our hands, and many people already know about it."

"I'm afraid... things are getting complicated."

Upon hearing this, Villa almost couldn't sit still and quickly grabbed the armrest beside him. He knew that once this news got out, it meant they would immediately face trouble.

"Who exactly leaked this information?!" Villa gritted his teeth.

"Dad, could it be that guy who hid the jewels?" Billy wondered.

"Impossible! If they knew it was us, they would have sent the message long ago. It just doesn't make sense now," Villa said.

"So what do we do now?" Billy asked.

"Let's see if we can suppress it, but I think we need to think about our escape route." Belgium's brows were furrowed, as if he had an unyielding worry.

In the following days, news about the gem did not stop but intensified, with many people knowing that the pigeon blood ruby ​​was now in the hands of the drug lord Villa.

Countless people, like sharks smelling blood, were eager to pounce.

Even though Villa and others tried their best to explain, this unusual behavior made many people believe that the news was true.

Wa State, small armed groups, gangs, and all sorts of other forces have gathered near the drug production base in Bilia.

Coincidentally, Uncle Ang's residence was located here. As the apparent leader of the Golden Triangle, all these people naturally gathered here, making the entire manor very lively.

Various forces converged here, and even armored vehicles were brought in.

In a large conference room, Uncle Ang was having a terrible time entertaining these people, feeling as if he had eaten shit.

He couldn't understand why anyone would know about the gem and spread it so widely. He also knew something about Libya possessing the gem.

He didn't want to get involved and kept quiet, but unfortunately, he couldn't escape it in the end.

"Uncle Ang, do you mind if I borrow your place to rest and recuperate?"

Uncle Ang smiled politely, "General Chatchai, you can rest for as long as you like, as long as you don't mind."

"That's good." Chatchai said, glancing at the people around him with an unfriendly expression.

"Are you all getting too bold? This is Myanmar, territory under my jurisdiction. This gemstone should rightfully be taken back by me. If you try to take it, that's rebellion, and I can kill you without hesitation!"

These people were not afraid of General Chachai's threats at all.

"General Chatchai, although you are from Wa State, this is the Golden Triangle, a no-man's-land involving three countries. Even you don't have much influence here."

"Everything depends on individual ability."

The speaker was a man in a suit, with a dignified and elegant demeanor. No one dared to underestimate him, because he controlled the most powerful armed force in the area, with more than a thousand men under his command, equipped with heavy weapons such as mortars and machine guns.

"Ang Lai, are you determined to oppose me!" General Chachai said with displeasure. Abu stepped forward from behind him, his eyes fierce.

"Heh." Ang Lai sneered. One of his men raised a pistol and pointed it at Abu. "What era are we living in? Still thinking about close combat? One shot will blow you to bits!"

General Chatchai smirked, "I don't think so."

As soon as he finished speaking, Abu made a move, leaping out like a cheetah and snatching the pistol before the other party could even fire.

Then, he kicked the man in mid-air, knocking him to the ground, where the man screamed in pain.

Seeing this, Ang Lai's expression shifted, but he showed no fear. "I didn't expect you to have such a capable fighter by your side. But so what? There are plenty of my men outside. You won't survive if you kill me."

Seeing this, Uncle Ang quickly tried to smooth things over, saying that if a fight broke out, his place would be in trouble.

"Gentlemen, let's talk, not fight. We haven't even seen the gem yet, why are we fighting?"

Hearing Uncle Ang say this, the tense atmosphere eased, since they hadn't originally intended to take action.

Tatata!

A series of footsteps drew everyone's attention, and then K, wearing glasses and holding a book, walked in from outside. He glanced at the people, then sat down on a chair and began to browse the book.

"Uncle Ang, who is this white man?" Chatchai asked.

Uncle Ang said with a smile, "He's a friend of mine, you don't need to worry about him."

"I think your friend should avoid talking here," Anlai said, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure.