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.
