Risheng Fort is located at the easternmost end of the Sino-Mongolia border, surrounded by continuous mountains. The grass is not fat and the water is not beautiful. It is a standard place of poor mountains and water. Originally, it was just a wasteland, and even the most diligent herders were too lazy to grazed here, and there was no people within a radius of hundreds of miles. In recent years, many mining resources have been discovered nearby, and gradually some private business owners and individual gold diggers are active here. Over time, a human settlement has been formed.

After more than ten years of accumulation, a fort with thousands of permanent populations has been developed around this small settlement.

I can't remember who was the first to call this place Risheng Castle.

I only know that this place is located in the easternmost part of Mongolia and is the first place where the sun rises, so everyone calls it Sunrise Fort.

Because the people who come here are migrant populations, and the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, Rishengbao has not yet had a formal administrative agency, and there are not even civil institutions like the street office, let alone the post office bank police station.

To put it bluntly, Risheng Fort is an unmanaged lawless place.

But thousands of people gathered in this place, but their lives were orderly.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are gangs.

In the small world of Risheng Fort, there are three major forces.

The first major force is those mine owners and business groups, with members of private business owners of all sizes. These bosses mainly develop nearby minerals, have strong funds, own the most industries in the fort, and also provide water, electricity and other infrastructure for the fort (of course not free). They belong to the elite class of Risheng Fort.

The second largest force is the Gold Diggers Association. The members are mainly self-employed people who dream of making money. They have the largest number of people and are looser in their organization. They are the main labor class in the fort.

The third largest force is the Smugglers Alliance. Although this group has the least number of people, it is the most organized and disciplined. The Smugglers Alliance is the most mysterious organization in the fort. They have vast powers, from Russia to the north to China to the east to Ulaanbaatar to the west to have their footprints everywhere.

The Smugglers Alliance has business dealings with local private business owners and gold diggers associations. From military vehicles and weapons to daily department stores, they can get everything as long as they pay.

These three major forces help each other and develop in a coordinated manner, forming the main force of Risheng Fort and jointly maintaining the order of Risheng Fort. Under their joint operation, the people of Risheng Fort live and work in peace and prosperity.

The three groups [31 Novel Network] have their own life circles. The main scope of activities of business owners is hotels, dance halls and other "high-end" places. The main activity venues of gold diggers are taverns, casinos and other places where dragons and snakes are mixed. The gathering place for smugglers is Horse Market.

Of course, there is also an indispensable leisure place in the fort - a hair salon.

There are eye-catching neon signs at the door of every hair salon, and "sensible" customers will not admit their mistakes. In addition to shampooing and cutting hair, the hair salon also does a skin and flesh business, with 100 small massage and 300 big health care, with fair prices and no deception.

"I dare tell you that Risheng Fort is the most fair place in the world. As long as you have money, there is nothing you can't buy!"

The drunken gold digger summarized the Risheng Fort in one sentence. Prasad next to him smiled and nodded in agreement.

After arriving at Risheng Fort, Prasad immediately went to the fort to "spot". According to his experience, despicable places such as wine shops and casinos are often places where all kinds of religions and all kinds of people gather. It is easy to find valuable information here and it is not easy to be suspected.

Sure enough, in a dilapidated tavern, Prasad had just talked to the bartender for a few words, and a gold digger took the initiative to come up and chat (asking for wine).

According to the gold digger, he was one of the first people to come to the town to hunt gold. He was an authentic Chinese. Because he had committed a crime in the Northeast that year, he went to Mongolia to take refuge.

According to the gold digger, Risheng Fort brings together people from all over the world. In addition to those business elites and poor people who have dreams of making money, there are also many debts, escapes, steals, and robberies... Risheng Fort treats everyone equally based on the principles of freedom and openness.

No one here will care about your past, the only requirement is that you have to abide by the order here when you come here.

The gold digger claimed to be just over forty years old, but he looked like he was in his sixties or seventies. He was wearing a torn work clothes and a vicissitudes of face. He was the kind of friend who "you have wine, I have stories."

Prasad looked at the gold digger's unsatisfactory look, poured him a glass of wine, and asked casually: "Where is the city of Horse? Can you take me to see it?"

The gold digger raised his neck and drank the wine dry, stared at Prasad with red eyes: "As long as you have money, you can go anywhere in Risheng Fort - but this horse market cannot!"

"Why?" Prasad asked in wonder. This time he did not add wine to the Gold Digger. This guy was already a little confused.

The gold digger looked at the bottle of wine in Prasad's hand and licked his lips.

"Take me to the city of Ma, this bottle of wine belongs to you!" Prasad said, shaking the half bottle of vodka in his hand.

The gold digger looked around and saw that the two had been chatting for a long time and it was late at night. At this time, there were only a few drinkers left in the tavern, and two of them were already asleep on the table.

The gold digger mysteriously approached Prasad's face, and said with a strong smell of wine in his mouth, "This horse market, only people from the smuggler alliance can enter and exit, and outsiders will not allow them to enter unless they invite you to enter."

"Aoma City is just a place for business? Why is it still a membership system?" Prasad asked in confusion.

"Hehe, the horse market here is not doing ordinary business - do you know? These smuggling guys have a private identity... tomb robbers!"

After the gold digger said that, he snatched the bottle of wine from Prasad's hand, filled it with him without saying a word, and tilted his neck to dry it.

Prasad smiled and said, "There are ancient tombs here in Risheng Fort?"

The gold digger smiled and said, "There are! There are still many! During the years of mining and exploration, there are a lot of gold. The tomb of the Liao Daguan has also been dug out. It is said that many gold treasures have been dug out! Some people saw that this money is coming soon, so they quit doing their jobs and go to dig tombs specifically."

The gold digger burped and continued, "These people in the horse market have made a lot of money over the years - think about it, how much money can they make in such a big horse market? Just rely on these people in the fort, how much money can they make if they are slaughtered? Isn't it the money I made by digging a tomb? Humph! I worked hard for a year with my butt, but the money I earned was not enough to drink and find women. They would be more than ten years of hard work when they were doing it! "

Prasad whispered: "Have you seen them dig graves?"

The gold digger shook his head: "I haven't seen it before, but I can guess it even if I guess!"

Prasad shook his head and said, "That's not necessarily the case, what if they make money by doing business?"

The gold digger snorted: "I don't know if he can do business? Their leader Asgen is poorer than me when he first came here. Now he is amazing! He walks horizontally in the fort with his big hips! Those big bosses have to nod and bow when they see him. Humph, I don't know how he made money... I heard that in recent years, they have also gone over mountains to China to dig graves. Tsk, this is so brave..."

Prasad smiled, "Since you have older experience than them, why haven't you dig a tomb with you?"

The gold digger cursed and said, "I'm not capable! I'm still using this to talk to you if I have the ability?"

The cynical old gold digger raised the bottle, drank the remaining wine in one breath, and fell asleep in a drowsy manner on the table.

Prasad paid for the sake and quietly opened the door and went out.

After leaving Risheng Fort, he walked west for a few kilometers. He saw an off-road vehicle in front. A Gurkha mercenary standing guard beside him saw Prasad greeting him.

"Are everyone else back?" Prasad asked.

"Yes!"

Prasad walked over and saw several mercenaries setting a small fire in the small valley next to him to burn the fire. Prasad frowned and said, "Did you go on a mission for the first time? Are you not afraid of exposing your target when making a fire here?"

Several mercenaries hurriedly put out the fire, and one of them rubbed his hands and muttered: "It's too cold."

Prasad snorted and said to another person: "How is the situation in the city of Horse?"

"I have been surveillance in Ma City for a long time, and the guard is very tight and I can't get in. But when it's almost dark, a large number of people went to Ma City - Timur, who we had ambushed before, were also mixed in. I was afraid of being recognized, so I didn't get close to see."

Prasad nodded: "Did you see Kitano rushing?"

The mercenary shook his head: "I didn't see it-but that big man was in the crowd, and that beautiful girl was there too."

Prasad pondered and said nothing. It seemed that Surile and Ke and the others had met with Timur, but why did Kitano Chong, who had escaped with injuries, not appear?

"Have you had supper?"

Several mercenaries shook their heads. If the leader doesn’t come back, who dares to talk first?

Prasad took out two bottles of vodka from his backpack and greeted everyone, "Come on, take a few sips, thank you for your hard work these days!"

The mercenaries showed joy on their faces, and a mercenary shouted to the guards who were watching over the off-road vehicle: "Hey, get a few boxes of cans from the car!"

The man leaned on the off-road vehicle with his head hanging down and did not speak, as if he was asleep.

"Grass!" The mercenary picked up a stone and threw it over, hitting him, but the man had no reaction.

"There is a situation!" Prasad found something was wrong and said to the mercenaries, "Go and take a look!"

Several mercenaries held guns in fear and slowly surrounded them. They walked closer but found no abnormalities.

A mercenary went up and pushed the guard, but the man fell down like a piece of wood.

Prasad grabbed the clothes on his chest and lifted them. He found that his head was drooping softly and his cervical spine had been twisted.

Who did it? He could break the neck of a fully armed mercenary silently. What's even more terrifying is that everyone, who was only ten meters away from him, didn't notice it at all.

Prasad was sweating coldly behind him. Could it be a ghost?
Chapter completed!