Bang!
With a loud crash, a figure suddenly landed on the hood of the jeep, leaving two deep footprints on it…
The sudden spectacle stunned Pengka and Pala inside the car, their mouths agape. Under the headlights, they clearly saw the handsome appearance of the person who had inexplicably landed on their car's hood. Wan Yunting smiled, raising his Desert Eagle and firing a shot at the driver, "Bang!"
"Damn it…"
By the time Pengka and the others reacted, the driver was dead, and the jeep had crashed into the back of the pickup truck in front. In that split second, Wan Yunting leaped, landing steadily on the roadside…
Bang bang…
A string of bullets flew over. The armed drug dealers in the vehicles behind Pengka's convoy had spotted him and opened fire. Wan Yunting reacted with extreme agility and speed, immediately darting behind a tree. He performed a series of evasive maneuvers. Each bullet whizzed past the edge of his clothes, but none hit him…
At this moment, Yang Dong and his group ahead had stopped their vehicles. Meiying and Tianlang got out, each holding a pistol, and returned fire towards the armed drug dealers in Pengka's convoy behind them…
Yang Dong, Ji Jing, and Kong Lian, along with the remaining fourteen armed subordinates, also showered Pengka and the others with bullets…
"Ah, damn bastard…"
Pengka, crawling out of the jeep, had blood flowing from his forehead. His originally fierce expression now looked even more savage and insane. He raised his AK and began spraying bullets at Yang Dong and the others, directly hitting Kong Lian and causing him to fall to the ground.
This scene made Ji Jing's eyes widen. He aimed his gun at Pengka and was about to fire, but Yang Dong stopped him, "Leave him alive!"
At this time, Wan Yunting moved like a ghost. His Desert Eagle ran out of bullets, so he drew a knife from a drug dealer. In the darkness, his speed was astonishing as he swept past the drug dealers from behind…
Before they could even realize it, their throats were slashed by Wan Yunting's knife. Blood sprayed onto the grass leaves on the ground. They clutched their throats, their pupils wide with fear, before finally falling to their knees, their last moments filled with unwilling defeat…
Wan Yunting felt no guilt or unease killing these wicked drug traffickers. Instead, the strong sense of eliminating evil for the people made his blood boil. Within a few rounds, with the assistance of Meiying, Tianlang, and Yang Dong, Pengka’s dozen or so armed drug traffickers soon lay in pools of blood.
"Ah, all of you die…"
Pengka, still spraying bullets at Yang Dong and the others with his AK47, was met with panic in Pala's eyes beside him. Seeing his men being killed and only himself and Pengka remaining, Pala, wanting to survive at that moment, no longer cared about the now completely deranged Pengka beside him. He immediately fled into the dark jungle, desperate to live…
Ah!
A scream. Pala's left calf was struck by a knife, causing him to fall face-first. Wan Yunting emerged, and without regard for whether Pala understood Chinese, he said, "Trying to run, but there's no way."
"Bastard…"
Pala, turning over, recognized the person in front of him by the dim light of the car headlights. It was the Chinese police undercover agent they had captured earlier. Pala drew a pistol from his waist and pulled the trigger, aiming at Wan Yunting. However, his wrist was suddenly gripped, and a silver needle shot out, hitting the Neiguan acupoint on Pala's wrist. His numb fingers, no matter how hard he tried, could not command his index finger to pull the trigger of the pistol in front of him, at the demon-like Wan Yunting smiling at him…
"Heh heh."
Wan Yunting grinned at him. Then, his smile froze. He kicked away the pistol in Pala's hand, kicked him in the head again, knocking him groggy. He then grabbed Pala by the neck, searched him thoroughly, and finding no weapons, dragged him back…
The berserk Pengka, his AK47 depleted of bullets, pulled out a golden pistol and fired at Yang Dong and the others…
However, since they needed to keep him alive, Yang Dong and the others had lowered their guns and taken cover behind the vehicles, waiting for Pengka to finish firing all his bullets before subduing him…
Bang.
Wan Yunting appeared behind Pengka, dragging Pala, and threw Pala like a sack, directly hitting Pengka. Both of them fell to the ground. Pengka wailed and let out a mad cry. He kicked away the unconscious Pala, saw Wan Yunting appear, raised his gun, and fired with a bang.
Wan Yunting dodged. As a result, Pengka's second shot was out of bullets. Enraged, he cursed, "Dog, I'll kill you…"
Seeing Pengka scramble to his feet, he pulled out a cleaver from his waist, which drew a slight smile from Wan Yunting. He provocatively beckoned him with his finger…
Yang Dong and the others emerged, with Meiying and Tianlang standing by, watching the scene as if it were a show.
"Ah…"
The frenzied Pengka raised the cleaver and charged at Wan Yunting, swinging his blade. However, in his current state, there was no way he could hit Wan Yunting.
"Bastard, I'll kill you, I'll kill your whole family…"
Panting, Pengka glared with sunken eyes, his hand holding the cleaver trembling as he furiously cursed in Thai.
But Wan Yunting couldn't understand his words. Seeing that he had played enough, he smiled and threw a punch, knocking Pengka to the ground. Pengka coughed a few times and still tried to grab the knife and struggle to get up. Wan Yunting stepped forward, stomped on the back of his right hand that was reaching for the knife, and pressed down hard. The pain caused Pengka to let out a sharp scream, madly cursing…
This cry also startled Pala beside him. Dazed, he saw Wan Yunting pick up the cleaver, and in panic, Pala cried out, "Don't kill us, Yang Dong, please don't kill us…"
Seeing Pala awake, Wan Yunting turned his head. Holding the cleaver, he smiled sinisterly and, without regard for whether Pala understood Chinese, said, "Those nine Chinese people, you killed them, didn't you!"
Pala, who also couldn't understand Chinese, had no idea what Wan Yunting was saying. However, he crawled on his knees to Yang Dong and pleaded, "Yang Dong, as long as you don't kill me and Boss Pengka, we'll tell you about the treasury!"
"Treasury!"
Upon hearing "treasury," Yang Dong was surprised.
After all, Pengka, as the drug king of the Golden Triangle, had earned an incalculable fortune from years of drug trafficking. It was even rumored in the drug trafficking circles that the money Pengka earned was converted into gold, enough to build houses.
Now, hearing Pala mention the treasury, Yang Dong was immediately tempted. If they could really find Pengka's treasury, it would undoubtedly help Sister Jiao quickly become the new king of the Golden Triangle!
"What did he say?"
Wan Yunting, unable to understand Burmese, asked Yang Dong.
Yang Dong hesitated, but Meiying beside him said, "He said that if we release them, they'll tell us about Pengka's treasury."
"Treasury?"
Wan Yunting was startled. Yang Dong nodded and said, "Yes."
Wan Yunting also became interested, smiling, "A drug king's treasury should have quite a lot of money."
Yang Dong nodded and said, "It can be said that the funds for more than half of the drug trafficking business in the entire Golden Triangle are controlled by Pengka. Moreover, he loves gold the most, so every time we trade with him, it's settled in gold."
"Alright."
Wan Yunting pointed at Pala and smiled, "Tell him to reveal the location of the treasury, and I guarantee we won't kill them!"
Yang Dong was taken aback. Knowing that Wan Yunting was also interested in Pengka's treasury, he then said to Pala in Burmese, "As long as you tell us the location of Pengka's treasury, we will release you."
"Good, good, good. Boss Pengka's treasury is in a cave behind the waterfall in Bajishan."
Regarding the location of Pengka's treasury, within the entire drug trafficking group, only Pengka's relatives and trusted subordinates had the right to know. This was because Pala and the others also stored their ill-gotten gains in Pengka's treasury.
It could be said that this treasury was the common treasury for the core members of their drug trafficking group.
"Pala, you bastard, even if you die, you absolutely must not lead them to the treasury." Pengka, who was being held down by Wan Yunting, had calmed down slightly and yelled at Pala.
"Boss, survival is the priority right now."
Pala was pulled up by Yang Dong and the others. Looking at Pengka, who was also being pulled up by Wan Yunting, he hastily said, "As long as we are alive, we can surely make a comeback in the future."
"Damn it, that bitch Ye Jiao…"
"What are you guys arguing about? Can't you say something understandable?"
Before Pengka could finish speaking, Wan Yunting knocked him unconscious with a palm strike, unable to bear his Thai anymore. He pointed at Pala and said, "He knows the way to the treasury, right? Then let him lead the way, let's go see how much gold the drug king's treasury has…"