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Danzhu is a smuggler, or rather, not a simple smuggler.
When he was young, he once went out to Tibet and helped people in the area of Guizhou, Yunnan, to do some business of taking people's money and eliminating disasters with people, and he had a few lives in his hands.
After accumulating some money, he returned to his hometown, picked up a group of brothers, and started a smuggling business.
Not only hunt himself, but also help bring other people's things to the situation or buy them directly.
Because he spent many years wandering the border area in his early years, his voice was very vigorous.
Even later, there were several who also engaged in the smuggling business, and none of them were bigger than him.
Over the years, Danzhu has expanded with his brothers, and there are many other smuggling gangs under his hands.
"Danzhu, I don't care what you think when you hunt these animals, and I don't care what you think when you eat black, but when you kill the villagers of Danba Township in western Sichuan, you are not afraid in your heart, and you are not weak-hearted?"
Last year, when Danzhu was hunting in Danba Township, western Sichuan, he was bumped by the villagers, and then stopped by the villagers, and as a result, Danzhu and his men simply killed the villagers without doing anything.
This led to the round-up of the local government, unsuccessful several times, and it was even discovered that someone within the police was complicit with Danzhu and reported to Danzhu in advance, and there was more than one, and the reason for the correction turned out to be the feelings within the nation.
Helplessly, I had to let the Han people round up.
Danzhu and his subordinates were captured or killed, and Qi Junze's mission was successfully completed.
Qi Junze took a good bath, smelled the smell of his body, and there was still a smell of cows and sheep.
In order to carry out the task before, not to attract people's eyes, I bought a few Tibetan robes from the local Tibetans to wear, although the Tibetan robes looked good, but the smell was also very large, wearing them for a few days, plus there was no opportunity to take a bath, the smell on the body was so large that I couldn't smell it.
If she goes back like this, Nuan Nuan doesn't dislike herself to die, and I don't know if she has been away from home for so long, and Nuan Nuan will think about herself.
Qi Junze thought again, what if Nuan Nuan is angry and doesn't let himself go to bed?
I still have to prepare some gifts for Nuan Nuan.
There are still a few days to go, in time.
In the remaining days of handover, Qi Junze took Xie Xing around.
"Battalion commander, what are you looking for?" Xie Xing looked at Qi Junze puzzled, the sun in the summer in Tibet was too dazzling.
"After coming out for so long, you don't bring something back?" Qi Junze nodded.
Helplessly, this Xie Xing is a piece of decaying wood.
"No, what's there to bring?" Xie Xing said with a look of course.
Seeing Xie Xing's appearance, Qi Junze shook his head with hatred that iron could not become steel, and did not say anything more.
When he saw that Qi Junze had paid for a new set of Tibetan girls' dresses, Xie Xing reacted, he had been away for so long, of course, he had to bring some gifts to Li Xiaoyan, so he also visited door to door and bought a brand new set of dresses.
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