"Sizi sizi..."

The old man fanned the fan and stewed herbs on the fire. In the hut, a fishy and bitter smell spread, which was very unpleasant. The old man poured the herbs into a bowl and brought the dishes to Lin Feng and said:

"Hold on your wound, it's not OK to treat it. This herb is the best medicine to heal wounds..."

Lin Feng nodded and said in a deep voice:

"Please trouble the old man, I will hold it back, you can do it!"

The old man smacked his lips, turned around and said to his granddaughter:

"You go out and pick up some firewood to come back."

The little girl named Mengna nodded, jumped off the kang, and walked out of the door.

"Haha, it seems that this medicine is cruel enough. You even deliberately sent your granddaughter away. Don't want her to see this cruel scene?" Lin Feng joked with pain.

"Haha, it hurts or not, you'll know if it's done..."

The old man shook his head, grabbed a handful of black paste and applied it to Lin Feng's wound, and then scraped it evenly with a bamboo piece...

"Ah...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Although Lin Feng had already made mental preparations, facing the heart-wrenching pain that was sprinkled with salt on the wound, Lin Feng still screamed in irresistible, almost breaking away from the old man's suppression...

"How is it? I can't stand this pain. If it really doesn't work, don't hold on. Life and death are destined, how about it?" the old man stopped and asked.

"I... can't die yet...I can't die yet! I still have something to do... Old man, please continue!" Lin Feng's forehead was covered with sweat, but he still shouted with a strong voice.

"Um……"

The old man nodded and continued to grab the ointment to wipe Lin Feng's wound. Suddenly, a hysterical pain that had passed by was almost fainted. The more intense and severe pain brought Lin Feng back to reality...

"Is that okay?"

"Okay!!!" Lin Feng said gritting his teeth. Although he was almost unconscious, he still held on until he no longer had the strength to struggle and completely fainted...

The next morning, Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, got up from the bed, and walked out of the house shakingly.

Although the herbs applied to Lin Feng were so painful that they were extremely effective. In just one night, Lin Feng's wounds basically condensed and began to heal. At this speed, it was only a matter of time before healing completely...

Lin Feng walked out of the village, looked around, and sighed deeply. The poverty and backwardness here were something Lin Feng had never imagined. He lived in the prosperous city of Yanjing since he was a child, and was full of money and was used to seeing rich and powerful people. Lin Feng never imagined that in this small South Asian country not far from China, it was so poor and backward. This village is located at the foot of a vast mountain, without even high-voltage wires. The electricity is activated by the diesel engine in the village. The voltage is extremely unstable, and the light bulb is sometimes bright and sometimes dark. The whole building is full

The villages cannot find an existence called "concrete". Looking around, they are all rammed earth houses and thatched huts. The ground in the village is filled with wet and muddy mud roads, which are dirty, with buffaloes, chickens and dogs huddled together. However, despite this, Lin Feng saw a truly happy smile on the faces of these villagers that they had never seen before in the prosperous Yanjing. They were not under the jurisdiction of the village committee and were not controlled by the government. They lived and worked in peace and contentment in this Peach Blossom Land. Isn’t this a true happiness?

Lin Feng took a deep breath of the fresh air in the mountains, tried to move his muscles and walk around. The old man and his granddaughter were coming back with firewood. Seeing Lin Feng woke up, he smiled:

"You woke up? How do you feel?"

"Thank you for saving your life. If it weren't for you, I would have died in the mountains and become the food of wild animals. Please, please let me repay you." Lin Feng said sincerely.

"Oh, you are a Chinese and don't understand the situation here at all. We are religious people, but because of this, we have been persecuted by the Myanmar government, so we have to flee to the mountainous areas bordering China. Sanjiang City is an area controlled by the Myanmar government forces. We only have to trade there with food and vegetables when we have no choice. The government forces there can plunder us at will and shoot us on false charges, let alone go with gold bars. That is simply a waste of money. Sanjiang City is a dangerous place, young people, you must not go there." The old man said worriedly.

"Haha, don't worry, China can't do anything to me. The little Sanjiang City, don't think about doing anything to me..." Lin Feng smiled slightly, shook his head and said.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, cook..."

The rice is still the simplest simple meal, but for Lin Feng, who has been sleeping in the open for nearly a month, the simplest diet is already very good. Lin Feng picked up his rice bowl and swallowed it voraciously. Looking at the hungry Lin Feng, the old man asked with concern:

"Young man, didn't you say that you escaped from China? Why are you asking about the journey to Sanjiang City?"

Lin Feng's expression stagnated, and after a moment, he smiled awkwardly:

"Ah, this... Sanjiangyuan has a friend, I'm going to find him."

As he said that, Lin Feng started to eat quietly again.

A month ago, when Yin Yu fell, he once said that he left a piece of information in the engine space. Lin Feng quickly swept through this information while he was thrillingly fleeing, and what attracted his attention was the three big words "Sanjiang City"...

"Sanjiang City is a warlord-controlled town in the Sanjiang River Basin in Southeast Asia. There is a merchant named Maori. His real identity is the director of the Northern Hemisphere Operations Bureau of the Palace of the Palace of Heroes. This time, Lin Yuanshan's weapons and equipment were all provided by Maori and secretly crossed the border from the border. He is the core backbone of the Palace of Heroes and masters the most important secrets of the Palace of Heroes, including Lin Yuanshan's hiding place. If you catch him, you will definitely find Lin Yuanshan!!!" said the information.

"Maori...hehe. Old man, Sanjiang City, there is a man named Maori. Do you know?" Thinking of this, Lin Feng sneered, put down his bowls and chopsticks and said.

"gross profit?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of horror surged across the old man's face.

"Yes, it's Maori. Do you know this Maori? Do you know his background?" Lin Feng asked with concern.

The old man glanced at the surroundings in panic and said in a low voice:

"Come here, I will tell you quietly. This Maori is not a good thing. He came here five years ago. On the surface, he said he wanted to do business here. In fact, he was a close confidant of the city's government warlords and had been funding them. The warlords here obeyed Maori's words and were simply Maori's retainers. Under Maori's instructions, the warlords killed, burned, looted, and committed many crimes. The people hated him deeply and wanted to kill him quickly. Therefore, Maori had countless powerful bodyguards around him to protect him. Why, should you be looking for Maori?"
Chapter completed!