931: C931 We Are Just Passing by

C931 We Are Just Passing by

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Do you think I am a person who will make my subordinates cuckold?"

At this moment, the Red Scarf Mercenaries had already been killed by the green hat mercenaries. The battle ended in a few minutes.

"What do you think they will do to us?"

The Green Peony squatted in the trench and asked worriedly.

Yang Xuan smiled and replied, "They will serve us well and then give us a large sum of money to safely escort us to the safe zone."

Green Peony asked doubtfully, "No way. How can mercenaries be so kind?"

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "Then why are you asking?"

"I..."

At this moment, a few mercenaries suddenly appeared beside the trench. They looked down from above and expressionlessly looked at Yang Xuan and the green peony hiding in the trench.

Yang Xuan stood up and smiled at the mercenaries. "You guys are fighting here. Haha, we are just passing by. Let's not disturb you for now. I will treat you guys to supper some other day."

As he spoke, he dragged the green peony forward as if nothing had happened.

Bang!

A bullet hit Yang Xuan's foot hard. "Stop!"

Yang Xuan stopped and smiled bitterly at the green peony. "It seems that these people are not fools."

The green peony was so angry that she rolled her eyes. "I thought you had a brilliant idea. What should we do now?"

Yang Xuan said, "Wait and see. Let nature take its course. I will communicate with them first and make sense of the situation."

Yang Xuan turned around and said to a green hat mercenary, "Which one of you is the commander? Let him talk to me."

The mercenary in green glanced at Yang Xuan, then turned his head towards a tall and sturdy man. He shouted in Long Xia language, "Report, there are two suspicious people here."

Many of the people in the northern region were descendants of Long Xia, and they were also influenced by the culture here, so many regions used Long Xia.

The tall and sturdy man did not even look over and directly ordered, "Kill them on the spot."

"Yes!"

"What the f * ck! "

Yang Xuan exclaimed, "Wait a minute!"

As he spoke, he pointed at the corpses of the Red Scarf mercenaries. "We killed them all."

"They are your enemies. I am their enemy. The enemy of the enemy is their friend, okay? Do you understand?"

When the burly man heard this, he hurriedly turned around and stopped the soldiers who were about to shoot.

He strode in front of Yang Xuan and Qing Peony, looked at them from head to toe, and asked with some doubt, "Before we came, you killed those red scarfed dogs?"

"That's not it!"

Yang Xuan quickly said, "Those things are no match for us. It was you guys who came earlier. If you were a few minutes later, you would have been killed by us."

The tall and sturdy man stared at Yang Xuan and the green peony for a while and then gave a few orders to the mercenaries.

The mercenaries quickly ran to the trench to check, and then ran back in a hurry. "Report, there are traces of a fight. They are telling the truth."

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

The tall and sturdy man was a little surprised. Before they came, there were at least thousands of dead Red Scarf mercenaries lying on the slope.

It was a miracle that two people were able to kill thousands of people without suffering any injuries!

"Haha, not a big deal, not a big deal."

Yang Xuan laughed and said, "We can be considered as indirectly helping you guys, but you don't need to thank me. We are all friends."

"Oh, right. My wife and I still have some things to do, so we'll leave first. If we're free, we can keep in touch. Let's have supper together."

After saying that, Yang Xuan grabbed the green peony and prepared to leave.

"Stop!"

The burly man shouted.

Yang Xuan turned his head and smiled. "What are you doing? I understand that you really want to have a feast to thank us, but we really have something to do today. How about tomorrow? How about you deduct the number? I'll go and step on the space for you tomorrow."

The burly man waved his hand. "Tie him up. Cover his eyes and bring him back. If he dares to move recklessly, there's no need to ask for permission. Just kill him!"

After saying that, the burly man turned around and left.

"F * ck, you can't be ungrateful. Sigh, sigh, let go of me..."

Huala!

The mercenaries pulled their guns and said sternly, "Behave yourself. If you move again, you'll shoot!"

Yang Xuan let out a long sigh. He felt that he had been unlucky for eight lifetimes. How could he have encountered such a thing?

However, a wise man does not fight when the odds are against him. He must first save his life. Yang Xuan had no choice but to let his men tie him up tightly. He then covered his eyes and was finally taken into a car.

After the bumpy ride for about an hour, the blindfold on his eyes was removed.

Yang Xuan looked up and saw a very solid city in front of him. It was like an ancient city with high city walls.

"Don't move!"

A mercenary shouted angrily and pushed Yang Xuan and the green peony into the city.

Yang Xuan and the green peony acted very cooperatively along the way.

They knew that these mercenaries would not hesitate when they attacked.

But this did not stop Yang Xuan from walking and observing the situation around him.

He found that this was a mercenary base, and he could see mercenaries wearing green hats everywhere.

There were many different kinds of houses by the side, which should be the living quarters of these mercenaries.

There were also wide streets and shops, and Yang Xuan immediately understood.

This should be an independent power in northern Myanmar, similar to a miniature country. This kind of situation was not rare in northern Myanmar, which was constantly war-torn.

Yang Xuan had heard people say that in Northern Myanmar, there were countless powers who built their own city walls and ruled their own territories. This was just one of them.

"Don't speak nonsense when you see the leader later, or no one will be able to save you."2

When they arrived at the entrance of a huge palace, the burly man didn't forget to kindly remind Yang Xuan and the green peony.

After saying that, he did not forget to add, "I don't care about you. I just feel that you have some ability. I don't want to waste it."

Yang Xuan said thank you with a smile on his face, but he was cursing in his heart, thinking that the burly man had already treated him as his private property.

The burly man carefully tidied his clothes at the door and then walked into the palace with Yang Xuan and the green peony.

The interior was beautifully decorated and had a very rich local style of Myanmar.

The layout of the hall was somewhat similar to the palace used in the olden days of Longxia. Two rows of mercenary leaders sat on both sides, and an old man with white curly hair sat at the very front. He was dressed in fine clothing and had white curly hair.

The old man also held a golden scepter in his hand, making Yang Xuan feel as if he had transmigrated into the Middle Ages.

"Who are these two people?"

The old man looked at Yang Xuan and the green peony, who were tied up, and asked. There was doubt and vigilance in his eyes. He questioned, "Don't you know that outsiders are not allowed to enter?"

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