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Yang Ling bared his teeth and walked around the room, he could leave at any time if he was alone, but there were ten people in the room, old and young, leaving them to run away and thinking that he couldn't do it, so he had to call Gong Quansheng to see if he could think of a way.

"Oh, Yang Ling, have you returned to China?" The phone rang for a long time before it was connected, and before Yang Ling could speak, Gong Quansheng asked anxiously.

Yang Ling said with a dark face: "Brother Gong, you don't care about me, you have to care about you, call me earlier!"

"Hehe!" Gong Quansheng laughed dryly and said: "I'm so busy, I really didn't think about it, but your martial arts are so perverted, I'm only worried about you bullying others!"

Yang Ling quickly explained the situation here, and Gong Quansheng said with a wry smile: "I want to help you, but my arms are not that long!"

The corners of Yang Ling's mouth twitched and said: "I believe you are a mallet, quickly help me get a bus, within half an hour, not twenty minutes, otherwise I estimate that no one in this room will be able to go back." ”

"Okay, don't turn off the phone!" Gong Quansheng quickly hung up the phone, and Yang Ling had no choice but to comfort everyone a few words, and then waited silently.

In less than twenty minutes, an unfamiliar phone call came in, Yang Ling quickly connected, and a strange man's voice came from inside, "Mr. Yang, the blue and white bus stops at the mouth of the alley behind your hotel, come down!"

Yang Ling immediately urged these businessmen to act, and a few of them still wanted to drag their big boxes, which were rudely thrown into the room by Yang Ling, and then ran downstairs with a group of people like ducks, and sure enough, there was a bus parked at the end of a small alley at the back door of the hotel, and everyone hurriedly ran over, but because of the large number of people, the movement was too large, and it quickly attracted the attention of some people nearby, and dozens of people with sticks immediately surrounded them.

"Run~!" Yang Ling shouted, and the merchants spread their legs and rushed forward.

The golden fat man shook like a fat snake, and he actually ran in the first place, and his strange posture made Yang Ling secretly speechless, he didn't see that this guy was fat but had energy, it was like burning the small universe.

Although Fang Hongji's buttocks were injured, he didn't run slowly, which made Yang Ling breathe a sigh of relief, he stood in the middle of the alley, dozens of mobs were getting closer and closer, shouting and waving the weapons in his hands, Yang Ling pursed his lips contemptuously, his body shook slightly, and he had already appeared in the middle of this group of people in the blink of an eye, and then he heard "Bang ~ Bang Bang ~ Ah Ah ~" A bunch of people were crowded in the middle of the narrow alley like a stack of arhats, completely blocking the road.

Yang Ling clapped his hands and whistled, raised his feet, and with a brush, the person was already standing at the door of the bus, and then raised his legs and sat on the car slowly, looking at the golden fat man who was twisting his fat body and snakeing, with a few black lines floating on his forehead.

The blonde fat man runs really ugly!

After everyone got into the car, Yang Ling nodded to the driver, and the bus roared forward, and everyone quickly pulled down the curtains, and one by one the old man who was wheezing and sticking out his tongue.

Yang Ling walked next to the driver, only then did he notice that there were several special government passes pasted on the windshield, the driver was in his thirties, looking like an ordinary Burmese, black, thin, and wearing a straw hat on a hot day, but his eyes were very sharp, and the movements of his hands and feet were very smooth, and he drove the bus through the cobweb-like small streets without saying a word.

The bus went around and around, it took nearly an hour to drive out of the city, and finally rushed onto a highway, the driver's face showed a trace of relaxation at this time, the people in the car opened the curtains slightly, looked at the trees and guardrails that were constantly receding, and only then did they breathe a sigh of relief, and many people looked back at the city that had gone away, and began to talk excitedly.

"Where are we going?" Yang Ling asked the driver in a low voice.

The driver smiled and said: "This road leads to Bamo, it is the closest main road to return to China, we turn around in Bamo, and then exit from Ruili, the distance is about more than 200 kilometers, if you follow the lì, you will be safe in about two hours." ”

At this time, the speed of the bus became faster and faster, and soon reached more than one hundred and fourteen, and there were many vehicles on the road, but they were soon left behind, and Yang Ling sat down in the co-pilot seat with a sigh of relief.

The road was smooth and smooth with countless cars on the highway heading frantically towards the China-Myanmar border, most of them estimated to be Chinese living in Myanmar or businessmen from China, each of whom was leaving the country through different channels.

More than an hour later, the driver reminded that he would soon arrive in Ba Mo and asked everyone to close the curtains, and the people in the car immediately became nervous, and they already knew through the news that there were riots in almost all cities in Myanmar.

However, the dawn here is quiet, Ba Mo is unusually quiet, there is not the slightest chaos at all, and the driver is not too nervous, he comforts everyone: "This is close to the Wa State Autonomous Region, and the Wa State United Army is actually controlled by the Zhanì, not excluding the Chinese, and the Wa State is basically Chinese like the Kokang Alliance, unlike the native Burmese." ”

The driver said while turning out a pass from the glove box and stuck it on the windshield, sure enough, not far ahead, there was a soldier with a knife and spear on his arm and a yellow five-star card check, all the vehicles slowed down, and when they checked Yangling their bus, the soldier saw the pass on the windshield, waved his hand directly, and gave a military salute cordially.

The bus soon reached the temporary checkpoint in Guò, and Yang Ling asked the driver, "How far is it from here to Myitkyina?"

The driver said, "Almost fifty kilometers!"

Yang Ling patted him on the shoulder and said, "That's it, I'll get off here, and you send the others back." ”

The driver nodded in some surprise, and then handed him a note with a phone number, "It's very close to the Chinese border here, basically nothing, Myitkyina belongs to the Kachin Independence Army, and it is not very under the jurisdiction of the Burmese government, but you still have to be careful, there are a lot of smuggling and drug trafficking here, and gangs are rampant, if there is anything, call this number, maybe you can provide some help." ”

Yang Ling put away the note, took out a ring from his pocket and threw it to the driver, then said thank you and opened the car door and jumped down, the driver was stunned for a moment and immediately hid the ring happily, at this time Jin Liufu shouted to be with him, but Yang Ling refused verbally.

The bus left quickly, and Yang Ling stood on the side of the road to identify the direction, and then beckoned a motorcycle and asked him to take him to Myitkyina.

This road is also well repaired, but it is surrounded by high mountains and dense forests, giant trees towering to the sky, and the tropical climate guides the trees to grow unusually lush.