Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

GR, 10 PM.

In the luxurious private room, the arrogant man sat with his legs crossed and propped up on the coffee table. "So, you not only won him over, but he also agreed to get engaged to you?" Wu Meng's eyes couldn't hide his surprise.

"You want me to fail to appease him?" Hong Jin curled his lips, glanced indifferently at his overreacting good brother, and kicked his leg away.

Wu Meng sneered and nodded repeatedly, "I admire you, I really admire you."

"Stop being sarcastic. Did you do what I told you to do?" Hong Jin lit a cigarette and asked calmly.

"I've already checked, let's wait two more days." My good friend sighed. "You still aren't planning to let little Hagnau go?"

“He’s the same kind of person as me. Once he sets his mind on something, he’ll fight to the death. I have a feeling he won’t let this go so easily. In that case, it’s best to strike first!”

After the battle in northern Myanmar, Little Haghnu disappeared without a trace, and even the Black Dragon vanished. The sense of smell of wild beasts is exceptionally keen, so it's impossible that he didn't make preparations.

"Yes, you're right. I'll have them investigate immediately; the engagement ceremony cannot afford to go wrong!"

At this moment, Ba Lu and Zhou Qian pushed open the door and entered. The four men were playing cards to pass the time.

"How's it going with A-Lu's trip to Russia?" Zhou Qian asked as he dealt cards, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"That's about it. Go to the school to get the stamps and leave when school starts!" the boy said coldly, his face as expressionless as ever.

"Why are you being so obedient? You're not up to something, are you?" Wu Meng frowned, looking at the boy beside him.

He held a high position in the military, but he was not in a position of absolute power. He was under constant pressure from the military government and parliament and had to cultivate his own trusted successor. This kid was trained by Ajin and was a military genius. Most importantly, he was of one mind with him. It is no exaggeration to say that he wanted to cultivate Baru into the next him.

But teenagers are rebellious and headstrong, and they're completely obsessed with women, so he has to be extra careful.

"Brother Meng, before I go to Russia, I need to find a way to see Xixi. Don't stop me." Although the boy was young, he did not shy away from his feelings. Since he was ten years old, he had been a man and a soldier. He had no childhood.

"See my ass!" Wu Meng cursed in Burmese. "They've already hidden the person, where are you going to see them? What good will it do? You'll still get dumped, won't you? Go back to school and join the government army in a year."

"I want to join the Allied Forces. The government forces are all show and no substance; they can't even fight a single battle in a year." Baru didn't even look up, just played a card.

"You two even tried to force yourselves on others at the beginning, but Sister-in-law Zhenzhen and Sister-in-law Yueyue still followed you, didn't they?"

"How the hell can they be the same?" Wu Meng angrily threw down a pair of Aces of Hearts and glared at him.

"How is it different? What's different? You said just the other day that you have to seduce women!"

Wu Meng was speechless for a long time after being choked by his words. He kicked Hong Jin and said, "Say something, teach him a lesson, don't really mess up."

Hong Jin raised his eyes and glanced at the boy with indifferent eyes.

"If you can seduce someone, that takes skill." He threw down a card and added casually, "But I'm warning you, in China, the minimum sentence for rape is three years. Think it over."

"Three years is fine, it's better than watching her get married!"

Baru didn't care at all.

"Are you out of your mind? You sleep with someone for one night and end up in jail for three years? If you're going to go in, you should sleep with someone a few more times until you're pregnant. Then when you come out, you can take your wife and kids back to Yangon and live a normal life."

Wu Meng chuckled slyly, "If you ask me, it's just a woman. When you come back, I'll find you ten or eight. You're just too young and inexperienced. You've never smelled a woman before, and you're just greedy."

"Does Sister-in-law Zhenzhen know that you've slept with eight or ten women? Should I go and remind her?"

"Get lost! When have I ever slept with another woman?"

"Then you'll let me go to sleep?"

"I have a wife, but you don't!"

"When you were seventeen, you were always hanging around the red-light district in Tachileik. Who would have known? I saw you touching a woman with my own eyes!"

"Shut the hell up!" Wu Meng threw down his cards to hit Baru, but the young man was agile and raised his hand to fight back. "Brother Meng, if we want to practice, let's go outside. We can't practice here."

"You two are like fighting cocks every day, aren't you tired?" Zhou Qian lit a cigarette and sat down with Hong Jin to watch the show.

After a few exchanges with no clear winner, the two returned to their seats, picked up the beer on the table, and poured it down their throats.

"You really like it that much?" Hong Jin raised an eyebrow and asked, exhaling a smoke ring.

"It's not just liking, it's love!"

"Do you even know what love is?" Wu Meng scoffed coldly through his nose, amused.

"Brother Qian," the boy turned to look at Zhou Qian, "what's it like to sleep with someone you don't love?"

Zhou Qian glanced at him, flicked off his cigarette ash, his dark eyes dimming. "It's about the same as an office worker working seven days a week!"

Wu Meng and Hong Jin couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Brother Meng, where are you and Sister-in-law Zhenzhen?"

"I wish I could die on her body!" Wu Meng said without any hesitation.

After he finished speaking, the men all fell silent.

When it comes to matters of love, none of them can offer advice or suggestions to the others; each has their own suffering and torment.

“A-Lu, the Nan family has a very complicated background, and none of them are kind-hearted. Even if you like her a lot, you at least need to have the ability to get to the Nan family's negotiating table. Right now, you're not even qualified to enter.” Zhou Qian was still worried and advised him kindly.

“Listen to us, finish your studies first, follow your brother Meng for three to five years, get a firm grip on the gun, build your own career, and stand tall.”

“But I’m afraid she’ll get married!” the young man sighed. “Since the first half of the year, her family has been forcing her to attend several banquets, clearly looking for a suitable candidate. I can wait, but she can’t.”

"Do you think you can stop her from getting married just because you're anxious? If the Nan family has staked everything on her, even if you put a gun to her head, she'll still marry him!" Zhou Qian said, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and squinting.

"Forget it, don't interfere in my affairs!" The boy said, then strode out the door, deep in thought.

"Why don't you care?" Wu Meng couldn't stand Hong Jin's indifferent expression, as if nothing in the world, except for Yao Gongyue, could make his scalp tingle and his emotions surge.

“He’s a man.” His good friend stubbed out his cigarette, his voice steady and methodical. “You were eighteen when you were leading an army in northern Myanmar, risking your life against drug traffickers. I was eighteen when I was alive and well during survival training in the Amazon rainforest. Now everything is paved for him by us, yet he can’t even handle a woman. If you can’t understand this, then you might as well be a good-for-nothing for the rest of your life. Don’t expect him to be able to do anything. Just have your own son and raise him properly.”

Wu Meng glanced at his good brother, scratched his short hair behind his ear in annoyance, "What time is it? Have the ancestors finished their broadcasts yet? Hurry up and pick up the broadcasts and go home to sleep. What the hell are you all worrying about?"

After he finished speaking, he took out his phone and glanced at the time. "It's eleven o'clock. Let's go, let's go, let's get the car! By the way, could you tell Yueyue not to let Zhenzhen go on the live stream anymore? Yueyue has influenced her, and she's getting bolder and bolder. She's always there introducing sexy lingerie, and it makes me so angry."

"What do you mean it was my Yuebao who brought it? Doesn't the business belong to those few people? Besides, didn't my Yuebao broadcast it? If you're going to get angry, then take care of yourself and don't drag my Yuebao into it."

"If I dared to speak, would I need to tell you?"

"You think I dare to speak up? I can't even decide what clothes I wear!"

The two men left the house, arguing as they went.

Zhou Qian smoked a cigarette, watching them leave, then lay down on the sofa, lost in thought...