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

The group arrived at the restaurant.

As soon as the food was served, Chen Hui immediately began to wolf it down, putting his "CD-ROM operation" into action.

Before Peng Ying and the others could even pick up their chopsticks, Chen Hui had already devoured all the dishes that had been served, and he still looked like he wanted more.

Angba and Tunmo were both dumbfounded.

"Brother Hui, don't rush, eat slowly. When did you become such a big eater?"

As Chen Hui shoveled the last bit of soup and water into his mouth, he said...

"Try running for over a month!"

After dinner, Peng Ying took Chen Hui to a bathhouse, where he received a full range of services including bathing, sauna, and massage. Afterward, they bought him several sets of clothes and finally booked him a room.

After arranging everything, Peng Yingcai and Angba left.

As Tunmo walked out of the hotel, he looked at Peng Ying.

"Old Peng, I don't think Chen Hui is anything special. He doesn't seem that impressive. Why do you think so highly of him?"

Upon hearing this, Peng Ying's expression immediately changed, and she looked at him solemnly.

"Tunmo, I don't want to hear those words again. Hui-ge's strength is never what you think. If he wanted you dead, you wouldn't even have a chance to make a move!"

Others might not know, but he knew very well that the moves Chen Hui had practiced, combined with the strength he had displayed in the wholesale market, were beyond the reach of ordinary people; even he was no match for him.

Back in the wholesale market, Chen Hui was always at the forefront, and he was almost uninjured, while they were all wounded.

Most importantly, he and Chen Hui got along very well, and he also admired Chen Hui's skills. Sometimes fate is not between men and women. He felt that he and Chen Hui had met too late, even though they had only known each other for a short time, it felt like they had known each other for a long time.

The next morning, around 10 a.m.

Chen Hui got out of bed feeling very comfortable and energetic, both physically and mentally at their peak.

If Peng Ying hadn't called, he would have gone back to sleep for a while.

When I got downstairs, Peng Ying was already there.

"Brother Hui, how's it going? Sleeping in Northern Shan State must be quite comfortable, right?"

"That was really good. I haven't had such a good night's sleep in ages. If you hadn't called, I would have needed to sleep a little longer. Why are you calling so early in the morning?"

Peng Ying said with a serious expression.

"I'm taking you to see someone."

"Who?"

"Peng Jiahao is also my godfather. He adopted me when I was very young. Zuo Min is also his business partner. When he learned that I brought you here, he wanted to meet you, and I thought I would introduce you to him as well!"

Upon hearing this, a strange look flashed in Chen Hui's eyes.

His purpose in coming to the Northern Shan State this time was to meet Peng Jiahao, and he didn't expect to meet him so soon.

"Alright, let's go meet them!"

"Brother Hui, my godfather is no ordinary man. You'd better not cross him. He's quite influential in this area; most people call him General Peng!"

Chen Hui looked at him.

"Your godfather is quite powerful in Aimo?"

"Well, the situation in Aimo is very complicated, and even the situation in the Northern Shan State is very complicated. Currently, Aimo is under the control of the Allied Army, which has the greatest power."

"Brother Hui, let me take you to have breakfast first, and then I'll give you a brief overview of the situation in Aimo City."

The Northern Shan State has always been a region divided by warlords, with various factions vying for power.

Aimo City is currently under the control of the Allied Forces, but countless other forces have also established themselves here. The city is well-connected, and many forces want to make money by using it as a base.

Of course, to gain a foothold in this place, one must give benefits to the Allied Forces, or you could say pay protection money, and everything must be done in accordance with the Allied Forces' rules.

The forces here all have their own backers to some extent, and under normal circumstances, as long as they abide by the rules, the allied forces will not dare to push them too far.

In this place, everything is driven by self-interest. Without sufficient benefits, the allied forces will not directly turn against each other and take action.

This is the rule of the Northern Shan Kingdom: strength reigns supreme, and whoever has the biggest fist gets to call the shots.

The Huangguo Army was alright before, but after its commander fell into the hands of the government army, it fell apart. Everyone wanted to take the position of Huangguo Army commander, but no one was willing to submit to anyone else.

Peng Jiahao was a branch leader of the Huangguo Army, hence he was called a general.

After hearing Huang Guojun's brief account, Chen Hui couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The intelligence from the Special Operations Bureau was probably inaccurate. Peng Jiahao's risky infiltration into the country to kidnap so many hostages was probably not just for money.

As for the specifics, he believed he would soon find out after meeting Peng Jiahao.

After breakfast, Peng Ying drove him to Peng Jiahao's residence.

Peng Jiahao's residence is in eastern Aimo. After leaving the city, he discovered the huge gap between the rich and poor. Many houses along the roadside are still old-fashioned buildings with blue tiles.

Many children don't even have decent clothes.

We entered a small path surrounded by trees and soon arrived at the gate of a villa.

At the villa's main gate, there were four armed men, fully armed and with stern faces.

Inside the villa, armed men carrying AKs could be seen patrolling, indicating that security was extremely tight.

When the guards saw Peng Ying coming over, they opened the villa gate without saying a word and let them drive into the villa.

After getting out of the car, Chen Hui realized that the villa was not just big, it was like an estate, and there was a large lawn inside.

There were also quite a few teenagers on the lawn. The youngest of them was estimated to be only twelve years old, and the oldest was seventeen or eighteen. They were completely different from other children their age.

They were all fully armed, carrying AKs on their backs, or grenades on their bodies, and gunmen on their waists.

Several people were gathered together gambling, each with a cheap cigarette in their mouth, smoking it more and more smoothly than the last. Chen Hui also saw one of them seemingly using drugs, looking quite pleased with himself.

The children's eyes were dark and fierce. When they saw this stranger being born, they all showed a wary and fierce look, like a group of wild beasts.

Boy Scouts!

These must be the famous child soldiers of the Northern Shan State.

Despite their young age, these people are utterly inhuman once they start fighting. They have no independent thought and only obey orders, making them even more cruel and brutal than adult soldiers.

When these people saw Peng Ying, their expressions softened considerably.

"Hey Ying, wanna come play a couple of rounds?"

These people all greeted Peng Ying.

"Screw you, I have serious business to attend to!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a child soldier pulled out a revolver, slammed it on the gambling table with a fierce look in his eyes, and stared wide-eyed.

"I'll bet this: one hundred bullets. If I lose, I'll shoot myself in the head!"

Chen Hui was taken aback and looked at Peng Ying.

"These little brats really don't value their lives?"

Peng Ying smiled, as if she were used to it.

"Brother Hui, ignore them, they're just a bunch of punks, they do this all the time. Come on, let's go inside!"