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

Aung San stared intently at him, forcing a smile, but it was an ugly one; a man who rarely smiles is indeed not suited to smiling.

"I have already told Zuo Min about the situation at the stone quarry, and I have also recommended you to him."

Chen Hui pretended to hesitate for a moment.

"Well, I have nowhere else to go anyway."

"Walk!"

Aung San hailed a taxi, and the two of them got in.

"Where are we going?"

"Hillside villas!"

Upon hearing Aung San's words, a strange glint flashed in Chen Hui's eyes.

Banshan Villas is a high-end villa area developed in Yangcheng. It is built on a hillside and has only one main road leading to the villa area. Security is very strict, and it is a gathering place for the wealthy in Yangcheng.

Could it be that Zuo Min lives here?

A short while later, the taxi stopped at the gate of the hillside villa.

After Aung San went down, he took out a card, swiped it, and the gate opened. The security guard at the guard booth did not stop the two.

The villas on the hillside are all independent. The two walked along this avenue for nearly forty minutes before finally arriving at the villa on the hilltop.

"Brother Shan, this villa must be the king of the hillside villas, right? It's on the mountaintop, so the privacy is the best. Does Master Zuo live here?"

Aung San glanced at him and said in a deep voice.

"This is one of our contact points; Master Zuo doesn't have a fixed residence within the country!"

The old man is indeed cunning. He has no fixed place of residence, and no one can track his movements. If you are not careful, you will alert him.

Aung San rang the villa doorbell.

"Who?"

The doorbell phone chimed in.

"Delivering durians!"

"Oh, how's the quality today?"

"The goods are very dry, with no moisture!"

"Snap!"

Upon hearing this, the villa gate opened.

Chen Hui understood that this was a code word used by this group.

Upon entering the villa's lobby, Chen Hui's brows furrowed slightly.

This doesn't look like a villa at all. The hall was filled with smoke, and several shirtless men were playing cards at the coffee table. When they saw Aung San enter, they all greeted him.

"Brother Shan!"

"Brother Shan!"

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Just then, a burly man came down from upstairs, with a woman in his arms.

The man was in his thirties, with an average appearance and short stature. He was wearing shorts, and his muscles were very defined, with many scars on his body.

Chen Hui immediately realized that this man was no ordinary person; these scars included not only knife wounds but also gunshot wounds.

The woman was heavily made up and wearing a pink nightgown. She had a good figure, but her appearance was too obscured by the heavy makeup. She was probably around thirty years old.

"Baby, I really can't bear to part with you."

The man pinched the young woman's plump, upturned buttocks, a wicked grin on his face.

The young woman gave him a flirtatious wink.

"Stop it, you've kept me occupied for so long, I have to go back now, my partner should be back soon."

"Let's meet up again next time!"

"good!"

The woman then swayed her ample, shapely buttocks as she left the villa.

Aung San frowned and looked at the man.

"Why did you bring a woman here? Zuo Min told us not to bring outsiders in. Can't you fucking tone it down? If you want to have fun, go out and have fun yourself!"

The man sat down on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and said nonchalantly.

"This woman lives in this villa area, so she's not exactly an outsider. How about that? I got her in two days, pretty impressive, right?"

Aung San was speechless for a moment. He knew men very well; they thought about women all day long. Moreover, he was just like himself, a close confidant of Zuo Min.

"Old Peng, you better watch out. If things get complicated and someone finds out what's going on here, it'll be bad."

Peng Ying pursed her lips.

"understood."

His gaze suddenly fell on Chen Hui, and his eyes became wary.

"who is he?"

"Chen Hui is one of us; Zuo Min wants to see him!"

Peng Ying, having received confirmation, relaxed her guard, nodded, and asked with a puzzled look.

"Ah Shan, where's Sai Long?"

"It's broken!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall changed their expressions, their faces becoming solemn as they looked at Aung San.

"Did something go wrong with the deal?"

Peng Ying frowned and asked.

"Yeah, the goods and the money are gone. That idiot Hua Mang was being watched by the Tongcheng police on his way here, but he didn't even realize it and came to trade with us!"

"Money, goods, and people are all gone! Only Ah Hui and I escaped!"

"That python deserves to die!"

Peng Ying cursed, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

"Hurry up and put your clothes on. Zuo Min should be here soon. I'll change my clothes too."

Chen Hui looked at the clothes he was wearing.

"Brother Shan, do you have any extra clothes? I can have a set too, these clothes are really uncomfortable."

The clothes he stole from the farmer's house didn't fit well and weren't comfortable to wear. Most importantly, he had to inform Tan Zhigang.

"Come upstairs!"

Aung San also felt that the clothes were indeed uncomfortable to wear. After going upstairs, he threw him a set of clothes and told him to go into the bathroom of his room to wash and change.

Chen Hui turned on the shower and took out his phone to contact Tan Zhigang.

However, upon seeing the phone screen, his expression immediately changed; there was absolutely no signal here.

Everyone says that there's no signal on China Unicom and calls can't go through, so his phone couldn't possibly be having this problem. The only explanation is that there's something wrong with the villa; they've installed a signal jammer.

It seems that Zuo Min attaches great importance to these contact points. After taking a shower and changing his clothes, he put the cell phone that Tan Zhigang had given him in the corner of the bathroom.

Once there is a signal, Tan Zhigang should be able to receive it. He brought another phone with him before setting off this time.

When they arrived downstairs, Aung San had already changed his clothes, and Peng Ying was also dressed.

"Ahui, let's go."

"Where to?"

"See Zuo Min!"

Chen Hui looked at Aung San in surprise.

"Isn't Master Zuo coming?"

Aung San shook his head.

"He's waiting somewhere else, let's go."

Chen Hui followed behind him, and Peng Ying followed as well. As for the others, they all stayed inside the villa.

Stepping out of the villa onto the lawn, there was an outdoor swimming pool, but it was empty.

Aung San entered the pool and moved a brick in the corner, revealing a secret passage.

Chen Hui couldn't help but sigh inwardly. These drug dealers were really careful. It seemed that the villa area on the hillside was also related to Zuo Min.

After entering the passage and walking for a few minutes, the space suddenly opened up, and we found ourselves in the basement.

In the middle of the basement, there were sofas, tea sets, and all sorts of other things.

There was a person sitting on the sofa, whom Chen Hui recognized at a glance as Zuo Min, and four burly men standing around her.

Aung San stepped forward quickly.

Zuo Min looked at him expressionlessly, neither pleased nor angry.

"Aung San, how much cargo did we lose this time?"

Hearing this, Aung San became nervous and dared not look him in the eye.

"All 150 kilograms of goods are gone. This is all Hua Mang's fault. He tried to smuggle himself through Tongcheng, and the police were tracking him all the way, yet he still came to trade with us!"