Cang Hao's slap was not light, Feng Chanzi sat on the ground with his ass, and struggled a few times without getting up.

Cang Hao didn't stop, rushed over and kicked Feng Chanzi in the chest, Feng Zenzi's body flew upside down and hit the wall, and then slipped down.

Without waiting for Feng Zenzi to catch his breath, Cang Hao rushed over with an arrow step, raising his hand and slapping him again.

At this moment, Feng Chanzi completely lost his strength, and lay on the ground and hummed: "Don't kill me...... I was wrong......"

Cang Hao shook the golden pistol: "Boy, I'm in a bad mood right now, you shouldn't come to mess with me." ”

Feng Chanzi had long noticed that Cang Hao was holding a golden thing in his hand, and he didn't understand what it was, and at this time, he looked at it and found that it was a pistol: "Big ...... Big brother, you ...... Is it a real guy?"

Cang Hao replied to Feng Chanzi with action, and raised his hand to shoot at Feng Chanzi's feet.

With a "bang", a hole was left on the ground, and Feng Zenzi's pants were immediately wet, and he was scared to pee.

Just like Cang Hao guessed, after yesterday's incident, the more Feng Chanzi thought about it when he went back, the more angry he became, it was not easy for him to cheat ten yuan, and he was almost blown up.

So Feng Chanzi came up with this evil breath, and today he was walking around the Duolin Temple, holding back his strength and wanting to shoot Canghao with a brick.

But he didn't expect that this Cang Hao actually had a gun, which also shows how the injuries on Cang Hao's body came from.

provoked people who shouldn't be provoked, Feng Chanzi even had the heart to die: "Let me go, I was wrong......"

"That's right......" Cang Hao patted his forehead: "I forgot to get the money back yesterday......"

Cang Hao said, searched his body, and took out sixty-five yuan and a dime from Feng Chanzi's body, and put it all into his pocket: "The ten yuan is mine, and the rest should be fined." ”

Feng Chanzi finally cried: "That's my money......"

"There is a penalty for doing something wrong. ”

Feng Chanzi didn't know what to say, so he choked up and began to babble: "You can't do this to me...... I'm a soul engineer...... I'm a writer...... Can't you respect the culture?"

Cang Hao was stunned when he heard this: "Aren't you a Taoist priest?"

"I'm nothing...... No, I'm ...... everything."

Cang Hao was a little interested, anyway, there was nothing to do, so he simply sat next to Feng Chanzi, put the muzzle of the gun against Feng Chanzi's head, and said coldly: "Now let's talk about it, what kind of person are you, if you say that you are happy, maybe I can spare your life!"

Feng Chanzi really didn't dare to hide anything, wiped a handful of tears, and muttered his story.

It turned out that Feng Chanzi's real name was Wang Xingren, and he was indeed from Yunnan and went to college in Guangsha.

He majored in education, and because he himself was not well educated, he didn't find a job after graduation, and after wandering around the society for a while, he really converted to Sanqing by chance.

In other words, on a certain Cheng dù, he is indeed a Taoist priest, and "Feng Zenzi" is the Taoist name.

Although he has no job and has to make ends meet, Feng Chanzi makes a living by telling fortunes and divination for tourists on the street, and he also has a skill that he learned to write online novels during college.

"I'll tell you, don't look down on me......" Feng Chanzi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said very seriously: "I recently conceived a story, called "The King of Urban Soldiers", the editor said, it will definitely be popular!"

Cang Hao is quite interested in this title: "What is the King of Urban Soldiers?"

"The background of the story is like this, a special forces soldier who performs various secret missions overseas for the country and becomes a generation of soldiers. Then, because he disobeyed the order, executed a heinous terrorist, and was expelled from the army......" Speaking of this topic, Feng Chanzi's spirit was lifted, and he was like the obscene Taoist priest just now: "At the beginning of the story, the king of soldiers works in a company, and he is always bullied by a beautiful female boss. Later, he pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and was promoted step by step and became a rich man. At the same time, he fought against various illegal and criminal organizations for the country, and also helped the country recover the Diaoyu Islands, assassinated Abe, severely punished little Japan, and cracked down on terrorist forces. In the end, he lived happily on an island with more than 100 beauties and became a contemporary Wei Xiaobao. ”

Cang Hao smiled: "This story...... Okay, that's good. ”

"The editor said that in addition to being a little sensitive to political content, this story will definitely be popular. Now I'm uploading 150,000 words, and I'll be on the shelves in another month, and then I'll get at least 600 yuan a month for full attendance......" swallowed his spit, Feng Chanzi continued: "I tell you, if you can become popular on wireless, it will be hundreds of thousands of dollars every month, and then I will be a generation of local tyrants, don't look down on me." ”

"Okay, go write your YY essay, don't come out and lie again. Cang Hao threw the money to Feng Chanzi and stood up: "Remember-reality is more exciting than fiction!"

Dropping these words, Cang Hao went to Duolin Temple, and Feng Chanzi sat on the ground and looked stupidly.

Originally, he thought that Cang Hao was no different from other fat sheep who were deceived, but now he suddenly felt that Cang Hao's back was so tall.

At the Dolin Temple, everyone is still following the progress of the terrorist attack on the hospital on the Internet, and the news has come out, and the terrorists have offered 10 billion dollars.

"Lao Maozi will definitely not pay so much money to come out!" Zhao Xuan exclaimed: "Are these guys poor and crazy?"

Cang Hao sneered: "They don't really want money. ”

Zhao Xuan didn't understand: "What is that?"

"Normally, there are two types of terrorist attacks, one is to directly kill people in order to create panic among the people and exert pressure on the government, and the other is to take hostages, so they must make an offer to the government, that is, they have another purpose, but they will also study what kind of process is acceptable to the government before making a request. After a pause, Cang Hao continued: "The purpose of these terrorists is actually very simple, to deliberately set a condition that the Russian government cannot accept, and force the Russian government to solve this matter by force. Then, all the hostages will die, and of course these terrorists will not leave alive, but people like them are never afraid of death. ”

Zhao Xuan still didn't understand: "Then I don't understand, how good it is for them to use the first way to directly kill, why bother grinding with Lao Maozi for so long?"

"This is their ruthlessness, and it can also be said to be clever...... "Lighting a cigarette, before he could take a puff, Cang Hao continued to analyze: "Directly killing will make the people hate terrorist organizations highly, and it will help the government to carry out anti-terrorist operations, so smart terrorists will not do this." If, like these terrorists, the government is forced to use force on its own initiative, then once the hostages are killed, the government will fall under tremendous pressure from public opinion. ”

Zhao Xuan finally understood: "In other words, the people will think that the matter could have been resolved peacefully, but the government is not willing to take money to lead such a result, and the government does not care about the lives of ordinary people at all." ”

"That's right. Cang Hao nodded: "The purpose of terrorists is to attack the rulers, but the specific means used are different, and the results will be different." ”

Leng Tong followed: "This is also the terrible thing about old Rezenov, most of the ordinary terrorists are from the bottom of society, of course, many are actually rich, but they basically lack political experience." The old Rezenov is different in that he was born in the top echelons of the KGB, not only has rich political experience and is good at using various political skills, but also has a high understanding of the Russian government and ordinary people. ”

"Serchenko was out of luck. Lighting a cigarette and exhaling a smoke ring, Cang Hao said slowly: "In the face of such a treacherous and cunning opponent, it is difficult for Serchenko to retreat!"

Zhao Xuan proposed: "Is there no way to solve it?"

"Nope. Cang Hao's tone was very helpless: "I thought about it for a while, if I was put in Serchenko's seat, there would be no way to open this dead knot." There will be no second outcome in this incident, and everyone must die. ”

"Maybe there's still a glimmer ......of life," Zhao Xuan said seriously, "If the Alpha Special Forces are outstanding, they may be able to rescue some of the hostages and annihilate all the terrorists." ”

'Alfa has played against them and I have no doubt that we are learning from the experience and probably going to adjust our tactics next. But ......" Speaking of this, Cang Hao shook his head helplessly: "Terrorists must be the same." All of this was expected by the elder Rezenov, and their side will also change their tactics next, and the most likely thing is that they will end up together. ”

Zhao Xuan opened his mouth and scolded: "This old bastard!"

"This old bastard is really hard to deal with. Looking at the news pictures on the Internet, Cang Hao took a long breath: "This is not the most terrifying at the moment, I am worried that he still has a big move." ”

At this time, Li Chong said helplessly: "They killed someone!"

Li Chong watched the real-time broadcast, and a reporter pointed a telephoto camera at the hospital and forwarded real-time images to the world.

From above, it is clear that the terrorist threw a body out of the window, which, judging by the clothes of the corpse, should be a medical staff of the hospital.

As Zhao Xuan said before, the deadline has arrived, the Russian government has not paid the ransom, and it is clear that the terrorists have begun to execute the hostages.

Cang Hao didn't pay attention, but stood up and walked towards the courtyard.

Zhao Xuan was very strange: "Boss, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to have tea. ”

"Aren't you watching?"

Cang Hao shook his head: "Of course I have to pay attention to this, but I don't want to watch this kind of real-time broadcast." ”

Zhao Xuan was stunned for a moment: "Why?"

"We're all soldiers, so we all know how cruel war can be. Cang Hao took a puff of his cigarette and said in a heavy tone: "In the past, if people wanted to understand a war, they needed to read a book or read the news in a newspaper. With the development of communication and video technology, war has now become a live broadcast, which can be watched on television at any time. I think it's a kind of sadness, because it downplays the cruelty of war, and gradually it makes people feel entertained. When people look at the flames of war thousands of kilometers away from the screen, they will inevitably become numb and no longer afraid of war. ”