You were put undercover, and you've risen to become the boss.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his arm. Peng Ying looked back at Aung San's eyes and knew that he was being told not to stay and to leave together.

"Old Peng!"

Peng Ying paused for a moment, then forced a smile.

"Ah Shan, I understand, but I've gotten along very well with Brother Hui these days. I'm a human being too, and Brother Hui is doing this for everyone's benefit. I can't leave him here alone!"

"Besides, if Brother Hui goes down alone, he won't be able to delay for long. By then, no one will be able to leave. Hurry up and find a way to break out and deliver the money. Once you deliver the money, the pressure on us will be reduced!"

After saying that, Peng Ying's eyes flashed with a fierce light, she broke free from his hand, and jumped out of the car.

Damn it, this really confirms what Chen Hui said before.

A few people can take on hundreds of people one-on-one.

That's crazy!

Bobby and his group of seven also got out of the car. Seeing the shark cleaver in Peng Ying's hand, they all took out their weapons from the car: military daggers, knives, Burmese knives, and various other weapons.

"Old Peng, what's wrong?"

Peng Ying looked at the approaching crowd and said expressionlessly.

"The car can't get out, so someone needs to block these people and prevent them from passing. Hui and I have decided to block them; you can choose whichever you prefer!"

Bobby and his group looked around, glanced at the approaching crowd, hesitated for a moment, and then stood in a row with Chen Hui and Peng Ying, blocking the truck.

Upon seeing this, the pedestrians around them all changed their expressions. With so many people carrying knives, it was clear that a fight was about to break out. They quickly stepped back and moved to what they considered a safe distance, ready to watch the spectacle.

The approaching group did not attack directly. They were not a unified group and were not of one mind. They all wanted someone else to take the lead, and the person who took the lead would definitely suffer the most casualties.

Aung San Suu Kyi glanced at the situation behind him, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. He quickly jumped out of the car and headed straight for the driver's seat of the truck in front. His eyes widened, revealing a fierce and ferocious look. He grabbed the driver's collar through the window.

"Back up!"

A flicker of panic crossed the driver's eyes as he glanced at the camera.

"I can't back out! Your car is blocking the way!"

"Drive it up the steps!"

There was cargo in front of the truck, and the road could only accommodate one vehicle at a time. Aung San and his group's vehicle was at the entrance, with steps on both sides, making it impossible for the driver to reverse.

Seeing that he did not make any move, Aung San's eyes turned bloodshot, his facial features were distorted and extremely ferocious. He pulled out a gun from his lower back and pointed it at the driver.

"I'm fucking moving over to the steps! If you don't move, I'll kill you!"

Seeing his ferocious appearance, the driver quickly nodded.

"I'll fire! I'll fire! No... don't shoot!"

He quickly started the car.

Aung San Suu Kyi immediately turned around and pointed his gun at the owner of the goods.

"Move the goods away from me right now! Right now!"

"Okay, okay! I'll move it, I'll move it!"

The boss and several laborers immediately moved the goods to the side. Aung San immediately turned around, went back to the car, started the engine, and planned to ram it out once the goods were moved aside.

Chen Hui stood at the forefront, and his raised head made a group of people restless. A bald, burly man led more than a dozen people up to confront him.

These people reached into their clothes or lower backs, their eyes filled with a sinister and cold light.

"Get out of here!"

The bald man stared intently at the truck.

Chen Hui looked at him without responding or moving aside.

Upon seeing this, the bald man withdrew his gaze, his face darkened, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light. Without saying a word, he drew a sharp knife from his lower back.

He stabbed Chen Hui viciously in the chest.

Chen Hui dodged to the side, easily avoiding the knife, and then grabbed the man's wrist, twisting it in the opposite direction. The bald man cried out in pain, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Chen Hui grabbed his wrist, pulled him behind his back, and dragged him in front of him, holding the shark cleaver to his neck. All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Before the bald man's accomplices could react, he had already been subdued.

A dozen or so people pulled out their weapons, mostly daggers, and various kinds of short knives.

Chen Hui glared at the crowd and roared angrily.

"Anyone who dares to take another step forward, I'll kill them!"

If this group doesn't take action, the others won't care, since they're not on the same side.

Without saying a word, Mad Dog Qiang raised the machete in his hand.

"Don't hesitate any longer, or they'll get away!"

"superior!"

More than twenty people drew their machetes and rushed forward.

Of these people, only a dozen or so were his subordinates; the rest were wanted criminals he had contacted, or desperate criminals, all there for the money.

They didn't care whether the bald man lived or died, and headed straight for the small truck.

Seeing this, Chen Hui pushed the bald man hard and kicked him in the back at the same time. The bald man immediately collided with the people rushing up.

"Hold!"

Upon seeing this, the two men raised their knives and slashed at Chen Hui without saying a word.

Chen Hui quickly stepped back and slashed his knife across the chests of both men, instantly leaving long wounds on their chests.

His attack was so fast that the two of them couldn't react at all. The move was originally intended to strike their necks, but Chen Hui changed it to aim for their chests.

With so many people watching, he couldn't just go up and kill the other person, not even to protect himself. If the undercover mission ended and someone caused trouble, his actions would be very troublesome.

"Stop them!"

Peng Ying shouted angrily.

He raised the shark scythe in his hand and swung it at a person.

Without any hesitation, Bobby and his group rushed forward to stop these people.

In just one exchange, seven or eight people were lying on the ground. Peng Ying and Bobby's group had no scruples; every move they made was aimed at killing people.

They all come from northern Shan State or the Golden Triangle, and are people who have truly fought their way through gunfire. Their strength is far beyond that of Mad Dog's subordinates.

In the blink of an eye, Crazy Strong's subordinates began to retreat.

They retreated, but the groups behind them made their move. These people all had bloodshot eyes, and most of them were wanted criminals. They acted without hesitation, all aiming to kill.

As Aung San's car started moving, everyone panicked and rushed forward.

The three men, wielding daggers, rushed forward and frantically slashed and stabbed at Chen Hui, all aiming to kill him. They either slashed at his neck or stabbed him in the chest.

Chen Hui took several steps back to avoid the three men's attacks.

He was furious; if it weren't for the fact that they were in public, he would have killed the three men long ago.

The three worked together seamlessly, launching simultaneous attacks on Chen Hui from different angles. After retreating several times, they had exhausted some of their strength, and the two of them slowed down a bit.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Chen Hui gripped the shark-shaped cleaver and swung it fiercely at the person in front of him.