The moment the gunshots rang out, they couldn't sit still.

If he waits, Yang Xiaoji may be killed at any time.

Several people looked at each other and understood what each other meant.

Wanni suddenly took the cap in her hand and said while fanning, "It's really hot here, I'm covered in sweat!"

As he spoke, he lifted his neckline.

Wanni herself is good-looking, and this action sucked the eyes of those militants.

The old man with the shovel suddenly made a move, took it by surprise, attacked it unprepared, and several militants fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, unconscious.

Originally, I wanted to arrange a few sentences for the old soy sauce, but a few people in Shuiyue were shy and fragrant, and they had long since disappeared.

Picking up the guns of those militants, Lao Smoker followed and said: "Try not to shoot, otherwise more militants will come, we just need to rescue the boss, nothing else!"

Yang Xiaoji, who was said to be pointed at by more than a dozen guns, was still very scared in his heart.

But it's useless to be afraid now, this Mongla is originally a place where people eat people, and if a few people don't die that day?

Ben Tichai said coldly: "Chang Lianwu is my customer, he gives me a lot of money every year, if you want to kill him, it is equivalent to not letting me make money, he is my enemy, do you still want to leave alive?"

Yang Xiaoji smiled very calmly and said: "He is just your customer, he can't give you what you really want, money is useless in Mengla, if you just fancy money, I'll give you a 100 million rice knife!"

However, Bentichai also smiled: "You are right, money is like garbage in Mongla, do you think I will sell my customers for a mere 100 million?"

"So, what I'm going to give you is not money!"

Benticihai thought this was interesting, and asked, "So what do you want to get your life back for?"

The young man pointed to the sky and said, "An hour later, a large number of first-aid medicines will be airdropped to you, this is the gift I want to give you!"

Before the words fell, Ben Tichai directly raised his gun on Yang Xiaoji's head, and roared angrily: "What I hate the most is people who tell lies, Mongla is a no-fly zone, no plane can get here, it seems that you still don't know about Mongla, remember the next life, don't tell lies!"

There is nothing to say anymore, and Ben Tichai feels that what Yang Xiaoji said is simply a fool's dream.

If a plane had been able to enter Mongla, he would not have so many of his men, who died hopelessly.

So, as soon as Ben Tichai pulled the *** trigger, he was going to shoot.

But at this moment, four figures jumped directly through the window at the back of the wooden house, as fast as lightning, and before those militants could see clearly, several cold rays broke through the space and pierced the arms of those militants accurately.

The moment the scream sounded, there was a sudden crisp sound above Bentipchai's head, and a figure broke through the top and fell directly behind Bentipchai, and in the electric light, a dagger hung directly on Bentipchai's neck.

It wasn't until this time that Yang Xiaoji saw clearly that it was the five people of Shuiyue and Shy Flowers.

And behind Bentichai is the 'water dew'.

At this moment, Lao Smoke and the others also rushed into the wooden house and threw all the weapons of the militants out of the wooden house.

Shui Lu also coldly ordered Ben Tichai: "Put down the gun, or I will kill you little by little!"

But Ben Tichai looked at Yang Xiaoji without blinking, and said in a fierce voice: "Do you think you can leave alive?"

Yang Xiaoji thought about it, but suddenly said to Lao Smoke and the others: "You all go out first, we are not here to be enemies!"

No one knows what Yang Xiaoji thinks? The gun is on his head, why is he still so calm?

Did he take his life so lightly?

But his words were decisions and orders, so he smoked a few people and had to quit the cabin.

Although Shui Yue was also hesitant, she still snatched Ben Tichai's gun and retreated.

At this time, there were only a lot of militants left in the house, Nong Huaien, Ah Shao, Yang Xiaoji and Ben Tichai.

Ben Tichai still looked at Yang Xiaoji expressionlessly, he didn't accept Yang Xiaoji's love at all.

But the young man took out the gun that Nong Huaien gave him.

What everyone didn't expect was that Yang Xiaoji actually put the gun in front of Ben Tichai.

Because Yang Xiaoji wanted to gamble, he bet on whether Johnson could airdrop the drug to Mongla within an hour.

So, he followed up and said: "Mr. Bentimchai, I have no ill intentions, my people are also here to protect my safety, if it were your people, they would do the same, I said it, I don't want to be your enemy, so, the gun is in front of you, if you want to do it, you can do it at any time, but before I wanted to tell you, if I airdropped the drug to Mongla, what do you say?"

Bentichai really didn't go to get the gun, because the shovel and the old smokers were just outside the wooden house, and the ghost-like women in the water and the moon were really frightening.

You know, there are hundreds of militants roaming around here, and these people can kill him silently, is that maybe an ordinary person can do it?

He was not stupid, and he knew that he would not take advantage of anything if he did it rashly.

Since Yang Xiaoji didn't mean to make the scene bigger, let's see if he can airdrop the most valuable and most scarce medicine in Mengla.

"If what you said is true, then I should have guessed that I will look at you and not anyone else!"

At this moment, there was a sudden roar in the sky.

Ben Tichai was taken aback, and hurriedly asked Ah Shao, who was holding his arm, to go out to have a look.

And Yang Xiaoji closed his eyes, and his mind was like the buzz of the plane, booming.

Say not afraid, it is impossible at all, but fortunately this time he really made the right bet.

In the sky, a transport plane slowly crossed the sky, and hung fifty sealed wooden boxes under the parachute, and landed firmly on the ground.

Half an hour later, all the boxes were carried into the yard.

In front of Bentichai and Yang Xiaoji, an armed man opened the box, which was full of first-aid medicines, syringes, gauze, anesthetics, and so on.

Those who were excited and excited by the militants immediately cheered.

Even if you see a box of weapons, or a box of rice knives, you won't be so excited. Those things can't save lives, but these can.

Ben Tichai was also very excited, his dark face turned purple, he turned to Yang Xiaoji, and said with certainty: "Mr. Yang, what you said is the truth, I will not break my promise, thank you for providing us with medicine."