This pet egg has been almost two months since I got it. Muyang will raise it with gene liquid within 10 days. This guy is a big belly. He eats 3 bottles of level 5 gene liquid at a time. There has been no change before, but it shines automatically today.

Mu Yang was full of anticipation and thought that the pet egg was about to hatch, but this situation lasted only about 10 minutes, and the light slowly dissipated, and the speed of the vortex was regaining its original state, which disappointed Mu Yang a little.

He held the gem in front of him and observed it carefully for a while, "Even if I have a baby, I will probably have a baby. I have eaten so much genetic liquid again. If you don't come out, what are you? If it's useless, I will lose a lot."

A bottle of level 5 gene liquid can cultivate a level 5 warrior. A level 5 warrior is also the backbone of the end of the world. If it is placed in the real world, it will be a superman. Mu Yang will feed him three bottles of gene liquid in 10 days. It hurts to hold it. I don’t know if he can make a profit.

I originally thought that Ge Danwei's affairs would take a few days to slow down, but I didn't know that Luca called the next evening.

"Boss, Ge Danwei will be staying at the Slei Shangri-La Hotel tonight."

"How did you get this information?"

"I monitored several adjutants, secretary, and caring subordinates' mobile phones. Tonight, the third in charge of Gedanwei's power, Wu Latun, the daughter of Chief of Staff, got married and held a banquet at the Sire Shangri-La Hotel. Gedanwei will attend."

"Ge Danwei is very cautious and rarely goes out of the military camp. However, when I was monitoring the phone, I heard that his adjutant Nailai arranged two virgins for Ge Danwei. Girl, Ge Danwei is not young but he is better off, so he will stay in the hotel tonight."

Mu Yang thought about it and said, "I will go to Yangon later to meet Ge Danwei."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Yang thought about how he should go to Yangon. Naypyidaw is more than 400 kilometers away from Yangon, although it is not far away, but now there are civil strife and there are checkpoints everywhere. Don’t think about driving easily. It’s really troublesome.

The best way is to drive the plane over. Could it be that the bb-98 strategic bomber in your own space passes? The plane is fast and it will probably arrive in Yangon in more than ten minutes. However, Muyang is afraid that it will be monitored by other countries.

Not to mention the United States satellites, even China and Russia will conduct monitoring and scanning from time to time. If your plane appears and is accidentally monitored by a certain country, it may cause trouble. Before necessary, Mu Yang will not use a weapon like bb-98 that transcends the times.

It’s better to get a helicopter. Anyway, there are many armed helicopters in Myanmar. You can fly to more than an hour at a distance of 400 kilometers.

The night was deep, and a MiG35 was passing by in the dark, heading towards Yangon. For an hour and a half, the helicopter stopped in a weed on a roadside, and then disappeared strangely.

Muyang boarded the highway, took out an off-road vehicle from the space, and drove into Yangon city. The car drove on the street. This tourist city by the sea seemed to have lost its former prosperity. It was just around 9 o'clock in the evening, and there were already very few pedestrians on the street.

Only the red lights on the street and the girls who show their heads to attract customers from time to time make people know that the city is still alive.

Mu Yang parked his car in the parking lot of the Sire Shangri-La Hotel and walked straight into the lobby. It is worthy of being a 5-star hotel. It is decorated very luxuriously. The style here is obviously elegant, classic, atmospheric and solemn, and there are also golden decorations that appear from time to time.

India, Thailand, Myanmar and most Southeast Asian countries like to use gold to show their nobility, so the architectural styles are mostly gold.

Luca had already opened the room, and Muyang took the elevator to the 20th floor. There was the best room in the hotel. Knocking at the door, Luca opened the door for Muyang and glanced around the presidential suite, "It's luxurious enough." Muyang said.

"$3,200 a night." Luka handed Mu Yang a glass of red wine, allowing Mu Yang to moisten his throat.

"Where is Ge Danwei now?" Mu Yang asked.

"It's still at the cocktail party. The room he ordered was next to us. I've already put a monitor on it. As long as he comes, I'll know it immediately." Luca said.

Mu Yang walked to the window facing the hall with a cup. This was a floor-to-ceiling window. Outside was the charming night view of Yangon. Looking out from the spacious guest room window, the historic Yangon River flowed, and dense tropical trees and the golden tower stood on the side. In the distance, under the lights, you can see the most sacred building in Myanmar, the Yangon Great Golden Tower, which is shining brightly under the lights.

Perhaps, faith is the only place to return. After countless civil strife and regime change, Buddhism has always stood firm in these countries.

It was not until 11 o'clock in the evening that there was a movement next to him. Luka told Mu Yang that Ge Danwei was coming, and there were two women and Ge Danwei's adjutant.

A few minutes later, the adjutant retreated, locked the door and left the 20th floor.

Ge Danwei drank a little too much tonight, but he felt just right, and he opened his arms and two young and pink girls served him to take off his clothes, leaving only a pair of underwear. The two girls supported his arms and walked into the bathroom.

The luxurious bathroom bath is enough to accommodate four or five people. The two girls removed their clothes, revealing their tight and smooth skin, revealing the taste of youth everywhere. Ge Danwei couldn't help but sigh that it's great to be young. Only when moving on such a young girl's body can he feel that he is still a man, not an old man.

The two girls rubbed his back gently and massaged his head. Ge Danwei just enjoyed quietly. He was old and could only save that little energy for the last time.

Half an hour later, he finally finished washing, rinsed it with clean water, and wiped it dry. The two girls helped him put on a bathrobe, put on a sexy underwear by himself, and then helped Ge Danwei walk out of the bathroom. A smile appeared on Ge Danwei's face. Next, the two young and handsome guys were about to fall into his mouth.

But when he walked out of the bathroom, he was suddenly stunned because he saw two more people in the room and two tall men. Ge Danwei was shocked.

He became alert and Ge Danwei opened his mouth to scream, trying to alarm his guard, but unfortunately he was too late. The next second, Ge Danwei settled in place, and the two girls who were supporting him fainted and slowly fell on the carpet.

"Hello General Ge Danwei, let me introduce myself. My name is Muyang. I don't know if you still have any impression of this name. My identity is the Chinese Ambassador to Myanmar." Mu Yang looked at Ge Danwei calmly and said slowly. (~^~)
Chapter completed!