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It was precisely because Qin Fang didn't want to waste time that he wasn't keen on making trouble.

After all, with every minute wasted here, Tang Cheng faced more danger over there. Only by quickly reuniting with Tang Cheng could Qin Fang lead them out of the danger zone as soon as possible.

Others might be unable, but Qin Fang could do it.

His Mini-map Function was simply too abnormal, enabling him to conduct Reconnaissance within fifty meters incredibly clearly. Combined with his elusive Gunmanship, and working with Tang Cheng's special forces squad, as long as the opposing forces weren't overwhelming, eliminating as many as they faced was no problem.

"Damn, this broken mountain path is hard to walk on..."

Qin Fang was hidden above a large tree, keeping an eye on the surroundings when he heard this voice.

It was in Chinese, with the accent from the Yunnan and Guangxi region, leading him to think the people approaching were from around here.

Of course, that was just Qin Fang's guess. It's said that many in Anlang spoke fluent Chinese, especially the young girls, for whom learning the language was necessary to have the opportunity to marry into Dragon Country...

Anlang brides were also quite famous in Dragon Country for being cheap and clean. It's said a few thousand yuan could buy one. In this age where women's demands are rising and men find it hard to marry, these Anlang brides are undoubtedly an excellent choice.

It's rumored a few thousand yuan is enough to bring one home...

Anlang was undeniably poor, so poor that the conditions were appalling. Women in Anlang had little status; as long as one could afford it, marrying multiple wives wasn't a problem domestically!

Of course, Anlang was itself impoverished. Having more wives and more children would only make life more difficult.

Rather than suffer in Anlang, it was better to marry into Dragon Country.

Even if someone in Dragon Country wasn't wealthy, it was still significantly better than in Anlang...

Naturally, Qin Fang wasn't here to find an Anlang bride. Back in Dragon Country, he was the type of pig who had already ruined many cabbages and should be taken down, so there's no need for him to compete for these resources.

"Stop complaining. Once this business trip is over and brothers have split the money, everyone can live comfortably for a couple of years..."

"Right, brothers can marry a wife and perhaps have a plump son..."

"Now that you mention it, I nearly forgot—there's an Anlang chick I've had my eye on recently. Once we make some money this time, I'll take her home as my wife..."

The voices grew nearer and clearer, and Qin Fang listened more intently as a few figures appeared on his mini-map.

Clearly, these people had entered Qin Fang's detection range.

"Three, four, five, six, seven... eight... a total of eight people!"

Checking the mini-map, Qin Fang roughly counted a total of eight people. They weren't a large group but definitely formed a solid force.

The map showed these individuals were marked in red, evidently posing some threat, and each carried a gun, including powerful weapons like the AK47.

This wasn't surprising, as Anlang's political situation was unstable. Many firearms were present in civilian hands, and a considerable number flowed in from the border.

For instance, the small town Qin Fang crossed was on the national border, split into two parts by a street.

Buildings on either side differed significantly, with Anlang's appearing very rundown, with rows of small houses, while the Dragon Country side boasted little buildings.

On both sides of the street, there were vendors, with Dragon Country's side primarily selling everyday goods, while Anlang's side sold specialties, Jadeite Raw Stones, and occasionally opium or guns.

Such a street naturally had patrols, with Dragon Country having police officers in uniforms and border post soldiers checking occasionally and Anlang's being mostly military. Both sides never interfered but limited some contrabands from crossing.

Anlang's opium and guns were contraband, strictly prohibited from entering Dragon Country... but as long as they were sold in Anlang's Territory, Dragon Country's police wouldn't interfere...

As Qin Fang pondered absentmindedly, the group kept approaching.

Through the dense foliage, Qin Fang made out the eight people, seeing at least four who might be his compatriots from Dragon Country.

As for the others, since they hadn't spoken, Qin Fang wasn't sure.

"Hey, don't mention the thing from the other day. Thinking about it really pisses me off..."

As Qin Fang considered whether to take out these eight people, someone spoke up, "Fourth Brother Ruan, I'm not blaming you, but seriously, how are your country's soldiers different from bandits..."

It was a man in his twenties speaking, quite young, but with a fiery temper, as his words carried a hostile tone.

"Xiao Liu..."

Hearing the youth speak this way, the middle-aged man, who seemed the leader, frowned and softly reprimanded him, "We're all brothers, watch your words..."

He seemed to be advising the young man named Xiao Liu to maintain brotherly relations, not denying anything Xiao Liu said.

"They might not be our soldiers..."

Ruan Laosi, who was initially silent, responded coldly, without any apparent dissatisfaction, likely due to the familiarity between them all.

"Not soldiers? Then who are they? Damn, doesn't that mean we were tricked?"

Xiao Liu's expression immediately turned sour as he grumbled.

Clearly, they'd been set up not long ago, unwillingly taking the loss without speaking much about it.

The speaker wasn't intentional, but the listener got the hint!

Qin Fang initially hesitated to deal with these people, primarily due to figuring out their identity—they were a small drug-trafficking group.

An eight-member group wasn't huge, but they bought drugs at a low price in Anlang Territory, then smuggled them over the mountains into Dragon Country for sale, earning considerable profit.

Anlang was poor, very poor.

Poverty prompted change, leading many to learn from the Golden Triangle to plant opium poppies and refine drugs.

The lure of profit led some to risk it, forming small groups outside the major drug rings.

They took significant risks to conduct such business, and success meant enough money to live comfortably for several years.

But if they failed and encountered Dragon Country's border forces, they'd be destined for tragedy.

Being captured and sentenced was the best outcome. Often, the Border Forces would directly shoot them, losing their lives for nothing...

Yet fortune favors the bold, and it's hard to criticize.

Though Qin Fang disdained these guys for poisoning their compatriots, considering domestic unscrupulous businessmen's deeds, he couldn't easily blame them.

Tainted milk powder, contaminated milk, gutter oil, clenbuterol... Dragon Country people grew up on various toxins.

Those unscrupulous businesses thrived, living comfortably off their ill-gotten gains, without any risk.

By comparison, these drug dealers risking their necks seemed almost endearing...

Today, Qin Fang wasn't here to capture drug dealers. In the past, he might have considered ridding the people of such harm.

But now, he wasn't inclined to act yet, wanting some information from them...

"Nobody move... Drop your weapons, you're surrounded!"

Without hesitation, Qin Fang activated his True Qi and yelled at the eight drug dealers below with a voice that was elusive, seeming to come from all directions, making it impossible to pinpoint its origin.

"It's an ambush..."

Someone shouted, and the eight drug dealers immediately dashed behind the nearby trees.

Rat-a-tat-tat~~

Some possibly inexperienced guy, perhaps too nervous, wildly fired his AK47 around, without consideration.

This rash act greatly frustrated Qin Fang, with even the tree he was hiding in suffering a few Zi Dan hits.

Lucky for him, his hiding spot was discreet, and the tree trunk quite thick; otherwise, he'd have taken a Zi Dan and that would've been unjust.

"Hmph... Ignorant fools!"

Qin Fang was a bit angry, immediately speaking out.

Bam, bam, bam...

Perhaps to convey his emotions, he fired three consecutive shots downward.

Ah, ah, ah...

Three unlucky fellows got shot one after another, each emitting a painful scream.

They weren't killed, only shot on the wrists, and their guns clattered to the ground...

"This is just a lesson for you. Next time, it won't be your wrist but your heads... Now, everyone put down your guns!"

Qin Fang didn't particularly care about killing or not killing these drug dealers.

These people were indeed despicable, but a few were his compatriots.

In Dragon Country, Qin Fang could harshly deal with his compatriots without hesitation, but abroad, courtesy wasn't necessary for foreigners, whereas he took a more lenient approach with his own...

Moreover, these compatriots seemed to have information Qin Fang needed...(To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote with recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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