I have a magical world

For convenience, Chen Xuan still presented himself as Xiong Haibo.

In this case, it would not be too abrupt for Sulapei to take him to meet with the two deputy commanders of the DKBA.

In normal times, representatives from various major parks in Myawaddy often meet with Bacteria Valve.

After all, we are all grasshoppers on a rope.

Sitting in the Toyota's overbearing back seat, Surape kept briefing him on the situation.

Chen Xuan closed his eyes and listened silently.

He doesn't really care about these things. Anyway, after the contract is completed, the other party will have no secrets.

More than twenty minutes later, the domineering car stopped steadily at the door of the building.

The area is still heavily guarded as always.

After the chaos last night, the town's defense force has also been strengthened a lot.

Speaking of which, this DKBA is really elusive, and usually there are not many teams visible.

But at the critical moment, Wuyangyang can attract a large number of people.

There are several military green jeeps and Toyota Coasters parked downstairs.

All those Coasters have been equipped with blackout curtains and transformed into mobile office points.

There were also DKBA soldiers wearing colorful uniforms standing guard around.

It looked like they should be the "personal soldiers" brought over by the two deputy silk commanders.

Being a businessman in Myanmar is quite grand, especially after local forces have obtained a large amount of capital through the black and ash industry in recent years.

In the early ten years, the "big guys" in both DKBA and KNU had a very hard life.

In order to cope with the raids and bombings of Burmese fungi, local civilian armed forces were prepared to enter the rainforest anytime and anywhere. At that time, even silk orders were not easy to live.

Chen Xuan followed Su Lapei out of the car and took the elevator to the temporary conference room on the 20th floor under the protection of the guards.

Previously, he had discovered through spatial sensing that the real core of the building was above the 20th floor.

Nine times out of ten it will be a place like a vault.

Now going to the 20th floor in person basically proves Chen Xuan's previous point.

The elevator in the building can only go to the 19th floor. To continue going up, you need to take another more secret elevator.

This building has long been transformed beyond recognition.

It would be enough to make at least two movies in Mission: Impossible.

The decoration style on the 20th floor has undergone extremely obvious changes.

There are no longer luxurious decorations and redundant arrangements. The rough concrete walls and steel gates everywhere make this place look like an underground vault of a bank.

The criss-crossing corridors and rooms are like a maze.

The periphery is no longer a transparent glass curtain wall.

The interior is almost completely blocked from sunlight.

Blue and white LED lights illuminate each passage.

This situation reminded Chen Xuan of secret bases and laboratories in various science fiction movies.

Surape and two guards walked in front, and they came to a hall closed by an electronic steel gate.

The electronic cipher device with green light is beside the wall.

After Surape entered the four-digit password, streams of air spewed out from around the steel gate.

"Click..."

The sound of the pneumatic and hydraulic structure operating appeared.

The steel gate slowly opened.

This door is more than forty centimeters thick and has three metal bolts as thick as an arm.

It looks only slightly inferior to the vault door of Xiaguo Township Bank.

The temporary conference room is very simple in layout, more like a teahouse.

Two middle-aged men wearing DKBA bacterial suits were sitting on solid wood armchairs chatting.

There are several cups of hot tea and some common local snacks placed beside the table.

Standing next to them were two muscular men with a height of nearly 1.9 meters. Their expressions were cold and indifferent, and they looked full of evil spirits.

Burmese people are generally short, but there are always some talented guys.

When Su Lapei and Chen Xuan walked in, the two guys just raised their heads and smiled.

Theoretically, they are all on the same level as Surape, and they are only distinguished by their positions.

But their status within DKBA is basically the same.

They are usually in charge of different important towns and have a fairly harmonious relationship with each other.

However, in terms of external affairs, Macondo and Wu Erluo still firmly supported Sulapei.

Previously, DKBA followed KNU and mainly represented the Karen State forces in the east and south of Myanmar.

These local forces are not in the same pot as the Shan and Chin factions entrenched in northern Burma.

The two sides rarely participate in each other's alliances. It can be said that they are two forces and cannot be confused at all.

For example, when the KNU-related alliance was formed in the 1990s, it invited civilian armed forces from the north.

But it received a cold reception, so only a fool would regard the KNU as the representative of all civilian armed forces in Myanmar.

The forces in northern Myanmar have another story.

When faced with a serious blow from the bacteria, the two sides often communicate with each other, but that's about it.

It is this intricate pattern that created the current pattern of civil war.

Including DKBA itself, when facing the outside world, that is, when facing other civilian armed forces, they will maintain a posture of being twisted into a rope.

From this perspective, Malkang and Wu Erluo are more like Sulapei's partners and old friends.

Su Lapei led Chen Xuan to his seat and looked up at the bodyguards following them.

These four are all "soldier kings" carefully selected from within DKBA.

There is nothing to talk about whether it is physical fitness or combat literacy.

If this cheap master of his wants to contract with the other party, then he must fight them first.

However, compared with the so-called "King of Soldiers", he still believed that the "freak" Master had a better chance of winning.

While Surape was thinking about how to speak.

Wu Erjiao, who was wearing a beret, picked up the alcohol-based spray gun, lit an open cigar, stuffed it into his mouth and took a long puff.

"Su, why did you call us here so urgently?"

"Listen to my men, you made a lot of noise in Myawaddy yesterday, didn't you?"

Wu Erluo was wearing a fungus-green vest. His figure was not strong, but the bulging muscles on his body were very eye-catching.

He looks like a tough guy.

Sitting on the other side, the wretched figure with bald head and big eyes is Macondo.

When he was young, this guy had gone to the Asan Kingdom to study the mysteries of the Fowling Fungus. He was a well-known Senlu in Kelun State. Later, he followed Su and raised the banner of the Fowling Bacteria together.

He wore a string of Buddhist beads on his chest. After Wu Erxu asked the question, he looked at Sulapei with a smile.

Facing the inquiries from his two old friends, Surape was really speechless.

You can't say that you want them to be slaves, right?

Chen Xuan, who was drinking hot tea slowly, saw his embarrassment.

There are only a few of them in this temporary conference room, so there is no need to be conceited.

He put down the teacup, patted Sulapei on the shoulder, and then looked at Macondo, Wu Erjie and the bodyguards behind them with cold eyes.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

"I want you to be my slaves!"

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