The scar-faced man squinted and asked.

"You've got quite the reaction. I used to hang around Myawaddy too, but I've never heard of someone like you."

"I used to go by a different name."

"Which unit were you in? Karen National Army? Rakhine State Army? Or the People's Guard..."

"I can't say. If I do, I'll die."

Despite the persistent questioning, Gu Ji remained unfazed and answered calmly. Being underground and completely isolated from the outside world, many things could not be verified for authenticity.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

At this moment, applause came from behind.

The henchmen voluntarily made way; it was Bai Maoliang.

"Heh heh, bring me the gun!"

One of the thugs cleaning up the battlefield heard Mr. Bai calling him and quickly ran over with the MA-1 rifle in his hand.

This was the rifle Gu Ji had used to kill the armed supervisor.

Watching Mr. Bai take the rifle and pull the bolt, Chaojun looked visibly nervous, but in the next second, Bai Maoliang handed the rifle over to Gu Ji.

"Mr. Bai..."

"It's yours now!"

Bai Maoliang, with his triangular eyes, surveyed the crowd and said loudly, "I, Bai Maoliang, value capable people the most. I don't care what your name was or who your enemies were; as long as the Bai Family is here in Kokang, I can guarantee no one can touch you. Once we pass this crisis, the Bai Family will take care of you for the rest of your life!"

"Thank you, Mr. Bai. I will be sure to fight and risk my life for the Bai Family in the future!"

Gu Ji took the rifle, flattering him on the surface.

This guy, who would have thought he likes playing the old trick of winning hearts!

Nonetheless, getting an assault rifle was a good thing for him; his firepower had significantly increased.

Seeing Gu Ji's good attitude.

Bai Maoliang contentedly patted his shoulder, "From now on, you're one of my trusted aides, ranking right after Lao Liu, Scarface, and Xiao Kai. Call him Mr. Wa!"

"Mr. Wa!"

The henchmen echoed in unison.

Have to admit.

The tactic of winning hearts never fails.

Seeing a mere miner like Gu Ji getting praised by Mr. Bai in person with a promise of a generous reward, everyone else was jealous and excited, wishing they could rush out and fight the warlords' men to prove themselves.

After the crowd dispersed.

Yang Chen actually approached him, flattering and saying:

"Congratulations, Mr. Wa! I've always known you're no ordinary person. What did I say? After one battle, your status is higher than mine. In the future, I'll have to rely on your support, hahaha..."

"Of course!"

Gu Ji perfunctorily replied, focusing on fiddling with the rifle in his hands.

The weapons in Myanmar are very chaotic. Initially dominated by British equipment, they switched to NATO gear following Western aid in the sixties and seventies. In later years, after forming a tight bond with the Xia Kingdom, seeing any type of gear here wasn't surprising.

This MA-1 MK.1 is an automatic weapon designed by Myanmar based on the Israeli Galil rifle, which in turn was inspired by the AK series, so its appearance and internal structure are very similar.

However, the MA-1 is lighter, with fore grip and stock made of engineering plastic.

It's like a blacked-out version of the AK47.

So, for Gu Ji, who had gone through the Laird Airport checkpoint using a lot of Type 56 assault rifles, this rifle wasn't unfamiliar in his hands.

Yang Chen wasn't wrong; Gu Ji had certainly found his way onto a higher branch.

Not only did he get a rifle, but Scarface also introduced three little henchmen to him. Including Chaojun and Pan Xinli, his team now had five people.

In this sparsely populated underground shelter, his "Wa faction" was considered formidable, and even several department managers looked at him favorably.

"Congratulations, Mr. Wa."

Chaojun plopped down beside him, his gaze wandering over the henchmen, seemingly with more to say.

Seeing this, Gu Ji found an excuse to send them away.

But he still glanced at Pan Xinli, who stood nearby, grinning madly at him.

"It's okay, they're with us."

Understanding Pan Xinli's identity, Gu Ji knew their objectives and interests were likely aligned.

Chaojun hesitated for a moment but still spoke softly.

"Don't be fooled by Bai Maoliang's false kindness and benefits; he wouldn't trust you that easily. That Scarface used to be a soldier in Myawaddy, Lao Liu is retired from the Royal Thai Airborne Cavalry Battalion, and Zhao Kai has committed numerous major crimes domestically. None of these people are softies."

"I know."

Gu Ji didn't believe a few simple words were enough to gain the Bai Family's trust.

He didn't care either.

After all, the purpose of leveraging had already been achieved. He now had a gun and had temporarily suppressed the warlord faction. As long as the two groups kept expending energy fighting each other, once the counterattack point was reached, haha...

Gu Ji would not hesitate to turn on them, eliminate the Bai Family, and take control of the building.

"By the way, how much do you know about Mr. Shao? I haven't seen him on this whole journey."

He figured since Chaojun was always by Dahai's side, he must know something about Mr. Shao; a person involved in his real-world cases. He had to seize the opportunity to gather intelligence.

Mentioning this person, Chaojun's pupils noticeably contracted, as if he still harbored suspicion towards Gu Ji.

But he still spoke up.

"I don't know much about Mr. Shao either; no one ever mentions his real name. He's seldom seen within the group, usually staying in the medical department."

"Where's the medical department in the building?"

"27th to 30th floors."

"I see..."

Gu Ji muttered thoughtfully.

He didn't know if Chaojun was telling the truth.

Although both parties had somewhat guessed each other's backgrounds, they hadn't torn through the facade, or rather, relying on intuition and a few words wasn't enough to make a hasty judgment. It was normal for Chaojun to be cautious.

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