Mom, I was wrong

“You, the total area of ​​the border areas and Tibet is more than 300 million square kilometers. You can cleanse them whenever you want.” Tsering said arrogantly.

Qin Zeying looked at him, "To be honest, I really like the way you are now, unbridled, arrogant, and speaking without restraint. I also admire your boldness and moodiness."

William handed Qin Zeying a cup of tea and said, "You must be thirsty. There are still five minutes left. Wait a little longer and act immediately when the time is up."

Tsering and Muhammad thought that William was talking nonsense in front of them. They were born and raised in the border area and Tibet and have lived there for more than 60 years. They have seen all kinds of people and encountered all kinds of storms. Even when the border area and Tibet were recovered and wars were fought with foreign countries, they did it without blinking an eye. How could they be scared by these two young boys?

Qin Zeying could tell what the two were thinking from their contemptuous eyes and expressions. He took a deep breath and said, "I know you are all seniors, but you have more concerns when you are older. You can be tough, but you can't say that others are as tough as you, especially the next generation of children who have never suffered.

We are still family members until now, and I don’t want to do anything to you.”

When Muhammad heard this, he immediately understood what it meant, but Tsering was still resisting, thinking to himself that the altitude sickness here is not something you can overcome just by saying you can, and physical discomfort is not something you can stand up to just by telling yourself to be strong.

Muhammad said, "We will cooperate with you, but you must ensure the safety of my children and that my men are not injured by your people."

William looked at Muhammad and said, "Although you are old, you are not confused. The rise and fall of a family depends on whether the person at the helm has a good brain and knows how to handle current affairs. Congratulations, you have chosen the right path for your family. You are the best."

Seeing that Muhammad chose to cooperate with Qin Zeying and the others, Ciren wanted to sow discord, "Muhammad, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. Are you just giving in? Are you worthy of your heroic ancestors? You can defeat the enemy without fighting. You are not worthy of being the inheritor of the Eagle Clan."

William looked at Muhammad and said, "Your good partner reminds you and gives you one more chance. Do you want to repent?"

Mohammed shook his head. "No. You two have been hiding at the border, and we haven't found any trace of you for such a long time. One possibility is that my men have been bribed, and the other possibility is that you are indeed capable.

I am over seventy years old and have experienced countless storms and life-and-death moments, but this is the first time I have seen someone as young and calm as you. The younger generation always pushes the older generation forward. I hope you can help my younger generation a hundred years after us."

Qin Zeying looked at Muhammad and said, "Mr. Mu, if you think highly of me, I will do my best, but I can't help with the family strife."

"Don't worry, my Muhammad family will not have internal strife and let outsiders laugh at us."

"Mr. Mu is good at managing the family."

"Okay, okay, stop flattering me and ask your people to send my family back."

Qin Zeying looked at William and said, "Mr. Mu, don't make such a joke. The children are playing together and will go back soon. They don't know what happened this time."

Mohammed's eyes darkened, he was exhausted. This short hour seemed like a century. He was too tired. "Hey, I'm old. I need to rest. Second and third brother, do you have any objections?"

"Brother, no." The two of them felt as if they were on a roller coaster in their hearts. Their own children were not at home and were being controlled by someone. They had no idea. If it wasn't for the eldest brother's relief, then their family would have really ended up with nine generations of the family being executed.

"Okay, then go back and prepare to cooperate with the Shadow Operation."

Muhammad went offline, but Tsering still didn't want to cooperate.

Qin Zeying said to William, “The time is up, hang up.”

Ciren on the other side was still thinking about negotiating the terms with them, but unexpectedly Qin Zeying hung up the video call directly.

Tsering's second in command was anxious, "What should we do, Boss? Are they really coming back?"

“The altitude of the border Tibet is so high that the troops dare not come up rashly. How powerful can a shadowy, underground organization like them be? If they want to compete with us, the price they pay will be too high.” Tsering said nonchalantly.

“But, boss, did you hear what Muhammad said just now? He asked them to let the children go back. Could it be that…” The second-in-command reminded Tsering.

"Impossible. I was just playing chess with my grandson." But the more he spoke, the less confident he became. "Go, go check on the kids to see if they're there."

“Yes, the two of them ran out quickly and went to Tsering’s two sons.”

Tsering's two sons lived next to him.

It only takes ten minutes to walk there, check to see if anyone is home, and return a phone call, and it doesn’t take long either.

Ten minutes passed.

Fifteen minutes passed.

Twenty minutes passed.

Twenty-five minutes passed.

No one came back, no phone calls, no messages.

Tsering looked at the time and became anxious, so he put on his clothes and shoes, went out, and went to see for himself.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, he was intercepted by the shadow people, "Go back, big brother Ciren. Your children and grandchildren will be here soon. Don't worry."

Tsering looked at the man in front of him, "Who are you? Who told you to do this?"

Ying Qi replied, "It doesn't matter who I am. I came here just to tell you that if you don't make the right choice, you will be punished. The largest underground organization in Bianzang is now being reshuffled. You guys wait here."

Upon hearing this, Tsering sat down on the sofa. All his life's hard work was gone. He thought he was tough enough, but he didn't expect that he would really hit a wall this time. The annual offerings he made to the Tibetan Border Association and the Mada Group seemed so ridiculous at this moment. No one came to help him.

Sure enough, under the relationship of interests, people will run away when disaster strikes, and he admitted defeat.

Shadow had already figured out the forces in the border areas of Tibet a year ago. Since these two places were relatively xenophobic, it would be impossible for outsiders to infiltrate them, so they used violence to fight violence. Under Shadow's manipulation a year ago, the small underground forces merged into several medium-sized forces. Shadow selected the leaders and told them that if the leaders got into trouble, the entire gang would be buried with them, including their wives and children.

People didn’t believe it at first. Later, a gang leader was assassinated. Although he did not die, he was seriously injured. As a result, the entire gang was destroyed that night and the other gangs became obedient. However, Tsering, who had always been arrogant, did not pay attention to this incident and thought it was an ordinary fight or infighting between gangs.

Given the situation today, he should be regretting it.

If the problem of underground organizations in border areas and Tibet is solved, the independence faction will lose an arm.

Qin Zeying sent the message to his uncle's encrypted mobile phone.

Tell uncle that things are settled here.

Tomorrow, Secretary Liu’s lover and children will be sent to the border, allowing his uncle to delay the negotiation time.

After Shi Yintian received the news, he felt relieved.

Now he wanted to know whether the Snow Wolf had been turned against the enemy and whether the Northeast and Central China support troops could arrive tomorrow afternoon.