Miao Honglei had chosen the path of drug trafficking. And since the Golden Triangle is the source of the drugs, it should be quite normal for Miao Honglei to come here.
The three vehicles proceeded carefully forward, driving for about another hour. They had passed through the mountains and moved onto a smooth road. Just when Xiang Yu thought they still had a long way to go, suddenly a checkpoint appeared ahead.
The checkpoint was simple, manned by seven or eight people armed with submachine guns. Someone in the front vehicle handed over a document to them, and then they were allowed to pass.
They continued for another fifteen minutes or so, coming to an area that resembled a basin. It was surrounded by mountains, the terrain treacherous. What surprised Xiang Yu was the number of people here, dressed in camouflage, holding guns, and patrolling repeatedly; it looked like a military camp, but it clearly wasn't the army.
