Chapter 611 - 264: He’s Even Scarier Than Marvel’s Yondu with the Yaka Arrow!

A dark sentry silently fell from a large tree in the forest, with a gruesome blood hole on his neck.

Chen Han stepped over, picked up the AK from the man’s hands, and placed it into the game warehouse.

Maybe it will come in handy someday.

Or perhaps use the Artifact Refining Furnace to refine it, who knows what will happen.

He looked in a direction ahead,

No one expected a manor to be hidden here, and within it, there was an exceptionally large building.

Or perhaps those who did suspect it lost their lives while spying, as evident from the numerous rough heaps of earth, with a rancid smell wafting through the soil. No need to say what’s buried.

Not to mention the manor building itself, just on the manor’s walls, there are many sentry posts established, each armed, all with long, automatic weapons.

There must be hundreds of guards outside, even if surrounded by the army, they could hold off for a while, considering the military in Myanmar is not very strong.

One might say that even if they can’t hold off, it’s enough for the main figures inside to evacuate.

If such a situation existed domestically, it wouldn’t be allowed; even possessing a weapon would be heavily and strictly punished.

This is because domestic people are very well protected, and yet they complain about the country all day, thinking this is bad or that is bad, completely unaware of the outside situation.

Actually, domestic conditions are already very good. Although there are some things that make people indignant, it’s definitely better than outside by a considerable amount.

Never let some online provocateurs mislead you.

These provocateurs specialize in stirring up such conflicting emotions.

It’s like showing bad videos of a boyfriend to a girlfriend, or vice versa, planting seeds of distrust.

This is also why breakups and divorces are becoming more common.

Those brainwashed are usually people with insufficient cognition, like those discussing why no troops are sent to the triangular region online.

They don’t know that domestically, there isn’t even the qualification to send troops to that place, let alone mentioning something like Dongfeng Express.

Because of the established course, it can’t act like certain dominators.

Dare sending a Dongfeng over, all the efforts and international reputation built over decades will vanish.

Now, only three places can deploy troops to that region, and those who understand the conditions of their soldiers and weapons know what I’m talking about.

Many, knowing the situation in Myanmar, still ask why domestic forces don’t crush them, spewing words filled with contradictions.

They don’t know what sovereignty means.

Myanmar is a sovereign nation; others don’t even have the qualification to attack, if there’s an attack, it should be from their own people.

They even ask why Myanmar doesn’t take action, or why pressure isn’t applied on them or similar nonsense.

These individuals don’t realize that Myanmar can’t tackle its own issues.

Myanmar now resembles our past warlord period, with feudal lords everywhere, wielding their forces arrogantly.

Thinking how during the feudal lord period, those armed individuals pooled military funds?

In ancient times, there were city massacres to gather supplies.

In modern times, they directly trafficked opium.

So, don’t believe any high-salary scams. If you go, you relinquish your fate, as even if you perish, no one will take charge for you.

Chen Han observed for a long time, marveling at the tight security here, but it provided a perfect opportunity to test his Cultivator abilities.

At a sentry post, Ah Shan looked around the surrounding forest aimlessly, feeling regretful, missing his beautiful domestic wife, and his adorable twin daughters.

Had he not acted so recklessly in the bar, crippling a person, his aiding the gang wouldn’t have been exposed, and he wouldn’t have had to flee overnight.

Later, he was even placed on the wanted list, unable to return home after sneaking out, or face a 5-year prison sentence.

But now he truly regretted it. Living on the mountain, enduring harsh working conditions, unlike those in the core who go out to pick up pigs, unable to own phones or step outside, or qualify to check goods, or even touch those beautiful pigs.

The only relief is that he earned millions from the past years, all hidden by his wife. Whenever he manages to flee back home, spending 5 years in prison and becoming an honest man afterward will still leave him with considerable money.

Anyway, domestic authorities aren’t aware of his illicit activities overseas.

He thought he would turn over a new leaf as a decent person.

Just then, Ah Shan suddenly felt excruciating pain in his throat, instinctively clutching it, completely unaware of what happened, lifting his hand slightly to see it covered in blood.

He realized he was going to die, his vision flashing back to the night of the bar fight; if only he had held back, why did he think not being offered a drink was disrespectful?

Then came the endless darkness, as he collapsed from the sentry post.

This scene was witnessed by the bald man on the rooftop, who immediately shouted into his walkie-talkie: "What’s wrong with the people at sentry post 4? Sentry post 3, go check it out."

Yet he found no response from the walkie-talkie, immediately bellowing: "Sentry post 2, sentry post 5!"

No response from anyone.

Realizing something was amiss, he grabbed binoculars to observe those sentry posts, witnessing a shocking scene.

All the sentry guards had fallen, dead.

He quickly shouted into the walkie-talkie: "Someone’s broken in, all the sentry guards are dead."

"At the front gate, he..." a response came, but the words were cut short, falling silent.

The bald man hurriedly looked towards the gate through binoculars, noticing it had come off from its original position, haphazardly lying on the ground.