Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 267: The Bald Monk Comes Knocking

"I've never seen such a piece of trash as you. I gave you such advanced equipment, so many men, and you've managed to turn the war into this mess. Tell me, what do we do now? What do we do now?"

General Naimi angrily began to curse.

This time, he only brought eight hundred people.

The vanguard of 500 men has been decimated.

There are only about four hundred people left who can fight. How can we fight like that?

"General, I'm useless, just execute me!"

Luo Cha immediately knelt down and cried as he spoke.

"You bastard, what good will it do me to shoot you? Will shooting you bring my men back?"

Now, not only has the cooperation between Mohammad and Khun Sa not been disrupted, but their friendship has been deepened as well.

The most important thing is that after this battle, our strength has decreased significantly. Tell me, what the hell are we going to do?!

Luo Cha lowered his head, not daring to speak.

General Naimi did not execute him. He had no choice; his strength was waning, and he desperately needed capable men. He dared not cut off another arm for himself.

Although it is said to be under military management, it is not actually a proper military unit.

There are basically no rules or regulations; everything is driven by self-interest.

Just then, a soldier rushed into the tent.

"General, several monks have arrived and wish to see you. Should you grant them an audience?"

"A monk?"

Naimi was dumbfounded.

What business does a man who sells heroin have with a monk?

However, this is the Kingdom of Tai, and the monks are giving him face by coming to see him, so he cannot refuse to see them.

"Quickly, invite them in. You get up too, and stand over there."

"Yes."

Luo Cha quickly stood up and stood to the side with his head down.

Then, three monks walked in from outside, one senior monk and two junior monks.

"Three masters, are you the ones who want to see me?"

General Naimi, with a forced smile, stepped forward and asked.

The leading monk nodded and said, "Hello, I am Luang Pu Guangming. I've come today to tell you something: a heretic has come to the mountain ahead."

That man's name is Chen Yinmo, known as Old Mo. He killed dozens of our disciples and ran up the mountain to hide.

General Naimi's lips twitched.

"Master Guangming, this man is indeed despicable. We fought this battle today to capture him. Unfortunately, we failed."

Luang Pu Guangming said, "Then bring in more men. We must capture him and hand him over to us."

What?

General Naimi was completely stunned. We fought so hard to capture people, and now we have to hand them over to you?

General Naimi inwardly scoffed, but outwardly smiled and said, "Master Guangming, it's a great pity that we suffered heavy losses in this battle and were defeated. We are no longer capable of attacking them."

Luang Pu Guangming said, "Then send more people to fight. We'll cover half the cost."

"what?"

General Naimi was stunned.

Yes, he doesn't want to fight anymore. If he keeps fighting, he'll be beaten to a pulp.

If they capture Old Mo then, they'll just hand him over to these bald monks. What's the point of him fighting this battle then?

"I'm sorry, Master Guangming, I really don't have the ability to fight anymore. Please understand."

Luang Pu Guangming was immediately displeased.

"General Naimi, I am informing you, not consulting you. If you don't want to offend Buddhism, you'd better do as I say."

Gaa...

General Naimi was stunned again.

Damn it, these bald monks are too domineering and too arrogant.

Unfortunately, what could he do?

Even if he offended Khun Sa, he could still challenge Khun Sa.

However, he absolutely dared not offend these monks. If he offended these bald monks, his Naimi Group would truly not survive.

Offending these bald monks is a real death sentence.

At that time, no one will buy their flour, and no one will provide them with supplies. They won't even dare to come to Qinglai anymore.

Are you suggesting we let them live on white flour?

Most importantly, these bald monks have millions of followers in Thailand. There are hundreds of thousands of monks among them.

The Supreme Patriarch can also speak directly with the King.

What makes Naimi Group think it can compete with others?

General Naimi said with a mournful face, "Master Guangming, it's not that I don't want to fight, it's that I don't have the strength! If you force me to fight and I lose, what's the point, right?"

Luang Pu Guangming said, "I'll lend you ten mortars, ten heavy machine guns, two hundred rifles, and enough ammunition. Just return the weapons after you're done; you don't need to return the ammunition. Can we fire?"

General Naimi thought for a moment and said, "Also, I need one million in military funds. Can you provide that? Master Guangming, I have no choice. Weapons are easy to obtain these days, but people are hard to find! Without money, even if you have weapons, you can't find people to fight for you!"

Those were all borrowed; only this one million is a real benefit.

Luang Pu Guangming nodded decisively and said, "Okay, deal."

Here at the villa.

Guan Xiong had just finished dinner with Lao Mo and Lu Xiangdong when a team leader ran in.

"General Guan, several monks have arrived outside, requesting to see you. General, should we see them?"

Lao Mo looked up at Guan Xiong, but did not offer any opinion.

In fact, he saw the monks as soon as they got close.

Guan Xiong turned to look at Lao Mo: "Brother Lao Mo, do you want to see him?"

Yes, Guan Xiong had already guessed the monks' intentions.

However, since he dared to bring the person back, he must have expected this trouble.

His plan was that if these monks didn't come knocking, everyone would be happy.

If these monks come to us, we should negotiate with them and try our best to save Lao Mo. If we can't save him, then there's nothing we can do but hand Lao Mo over.

In this way, he could be considered to have befriended these monks. Either way, he didn't lose out.

Yes, even the Khun Sa Group wouldn't dare offend these bald monks.

Old Mo smiled and said, "Let them in, let's hear what they have to say."

Soon, Luang Pu Guangming entered with two monks.

The moment Luang Pu Guangming saw Old Mo, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. However, he was very good at maintaining his composure and did not show it.

"Greetings, gentlemen. I am Luang Pu Guang Ming."

In Thailand, monks do not address people as "benefactor" but rather as "noble person" or "sir."

When facing Old Mo, he naturally wouldn't address him as "esteemed person." Calling him "sir" was already a great honor.

Guan Xiong stood up, bowed slightly, and said, "Greetings, three masters. May I ask what brings you here?"

Luang Pu Guangming's gaze fell on Lao Mo and Lu Xiangdong.

He stated frankly, "It's very simple. We've come here for the sake of these two gentlemen. These two gentlemen killed dozens of our followers, and we hope Mr. Guan can hand them over to us to take back."

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