"Half a steamed bun I saved the other day. The other party said.

"A few days ago?" Lin Zhidong was a little disgusted when he heard this, what kind of steamed bun a few days ago had to be in the hot and humid place of Southeast Asia, and it was still in a dungeon?

"If you want to be dirty, give it back to me, and I'll find a way to get out myself!" the other party said when he heard this.

Lin Zhidong was relieved when he heard this, and without saying a word, he first stuffed the dirty so-called steamed buns that the man gave him into his mouth, saying that there was half of it, and Dingtian was actually a big mouthful.

The steamed bun tastes very strange, it is not the same taste as what Lin Zhidong usually eats, it feels a bit like the taste of rice being pinched into a ball and becoming rancid, and Lin Zhidong thought about it at this time, this Nima Southeast Asia, and how can Peng Gang's group of grandsons have the patience to make steamed buns for them to eat? Don't think about it, the other party must have secretly pinched it out with rice balls, maybe how many days it has been placed.

It's just that Lin Zhidong didn't spit it out, because he was really hungry at this time, so he swallowed it with the strange smell.

"Listen to me, if it's chaotic outside in a while, let's find a way to escape, will you pick the lock?"

"Won't you?" Lin Zhidong took a lot of effort to swallow what he had eaten, because of the broken ribs, his chest hurt when he swallowed, and he gasped in pain.

"I thought you would!" said the other party depressedly.

"Why do you think I will?" Lin Zhidong almost didn't vomit blood when he heard this, where did you see that I would? After discussing it for a long time, how to escape from the chaos outside was in vain? Can't open the lock, you say that you can escape from the hairy one? and so elated and solemn.

"People like you shouldn't have some special skills to defend themselves?" said the other party.

"Who told you that I was mixed with the rivers and lakes?" Lin Zhidong rolled his eyes and said, you are the only one who is mixed with the rivers and lakes, your whole family is mixed with the rivers and lakes.

"Why were you caught by the other party when you weren't a gangster? And seeing that the six leaders hated you and gritted their teeth and hated that they couldn't kill you immediately, how could you not be a gangster? Interpol?" The other party couldn't figure it out when he heard this, if he didn't have a mortal enmity with the other party, why would people just beat you every day without asking anything? Obviously, this is the right thing to do! As he was talking, suddenly the other party thought of a possibility, and the black light looked at Lin Zhidong as if he could see Lin Zhidong's whole body clearly: "Are you... Police? Interpol?

"I'm nothing, I'm just a tourist, and my people grabbed my wallet and fought with them, and I was arrested by their people. Lin Zhidong said nonsense.

"Are you really Interpol?" The other party didn't believe that Lin Zhidong was talking nonsense about tourism, and directly regarded Lin Zhidong's words as if he had guessed correctly, so the other party talked nonsense to him.

"I..." Lin Zhidong immediately shook his head when he heard this, and wanted to say that I am not, but he just said the word "I", and he heard a bang from the door of the dungeon in the distance.

Then I heard the sound of something hitting the ground.

Bang!

A cloud of white light rose in the dungeon, and in an instant, Lin Zhidong felt blind, and he couldn't see anything clearly in the vast white expanse in front of him.

The dungeon is not too big, there are only five or six iron barred cells, and there are three or five people in each cell, Lin Zhidong and their cell are in the innermost, and there is a wooden frame for torture next to their cell, which is where Lin Zhidong is beaten every day.

Poof!

Lin Zhidong was closing his eyes to adjust to the sudden burst of white light when he heard two slight gunshots coming from the door of the dungeon.

"Standard silenced rifle, soldier!" Lin Zhidong didn't speak, but he heard the shocked whisper of the person who had been talking to him for a long time, and suddenly Lin Zhidong understood that this person was by no means an ordinary person, and it could never be an ordinary person who could hear from the sound that it was a standard rifle.

"Are there any fish that slipped through the net?" As there was a chaotic sound of footsteps entering the dungeon, Lin Zhidong opened his eyes and could vaguely see a group of well-equipped people coming in, just because his eyes were flashing so badly just now, he couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, so he only heard a person who seemed to be the leader asking.

"One hundred and twenty-seven, all killed!"

"Did any of the people here run away?" the leader asked.

"Nope. ”

"Look for Lin Zhidong. "The way of the leader.

"Yes!"

And as this group of people came in, the people in the cell had already woken up, and they suddenly shouted in a mess.

"Woo Woo Maha Woo Woo Maha Woo Woo Maha Woo Maha

"Haha

"Jilgara Maha!"

……

They all had any accents, and they all grabbed the bars of their cells and shouted.

Those who came in were holding photographs in one hand and flashlights in the other, comparing the faces of people lying on the iron fence.

"Looking for you?" The man who gave Lin Zhidong food looked at Lin Zhidong, who was sitting in the corner, and said in surprise: "Are you a soldier?

"Neither, be careful, I don't know anyone who is a soldier. Lin Zhidong was not surprised, because it was obvious that he had nothing to do with the soldier, and he couldn't believe that any country that had an accident would directly send an army to kill an international armed force to save him, why, right?

"Who the hell are you? Could it be that these soldiers are here to kill you?" the man was surprised, "you can't be a mercenary, right?"

While the two were talking, the person looking for Lin Zhidong walked to the last cell, Lin Zhidong, and they saw that the man was holding a photo in one hand and a flashlight in the other, and shone at the two people in the corner: "Turn your head!"

Lin Zhidong knew that it was impossible to hide, and when he heard the words, he didn't rather die than turn his head like an ostrich, so he turned to look at the person who was shining a flashlight on him.

The man saw Lin Zhidong turn his face, carefully compare the photos for a long time, and then said to a person who came over again: "It's him... It should be him, right?" didn't look uncertain at all, and it wasn't surprising that Lin Zhidong had been beaten by Peng Gang a lot in the past two days, and he was choked on both his face and body, and it was really not easy to recognize if he didn't look carefully.

"Your name is Lin Zhidong?" The man who came over also looked at it for a long time, and finally asked Lin Zhidong.

"Yes. Lin Zhidong nodded and sat still.

"It's him, that's right, he can speak Chinese!" Later, the man who came over immediately said with certainty when he heard this, because no one else at the border here could speak Chinese, and immediately shouted: "Head, I found it!"

"Okay, except for Lin Zhidong, kill them all!" Wen Yan suddenly said.

Click!

As the leader's voice fell, there was a sudden sound of a bunch of bolts pulling.

The man who gave Lin Zhidong something to eat was almost so frightened that he jumped up and raised his hand and shouted: "The two of us are together, we are both together! Lin Zhidong and I are friends!"

Well?

Hearing this, the group of people who were about to do it stopped, and the flashlight shone on the person who gave Lin Zhidong something to eat, only to see that the person had a high nose and blue eyes, a black face with scabs, and messy hair, obviously a Westerner, but I don't know who I learned Chinese with, and Lin Zhidong didn't hear that the other party was not a Chinese after talking for a long time.

"Is it Lin Zhidong, is he your friend?" After a pause, someone finally asked Lin Zhidong.

"Yes. Lin Zhidong doesn't know where the other party came from, but looking at the other party's behavior, it is definitely impossible to be a real soldier, how can a soldier kill a person who was locked in a cell by the militants without even interrogating?

"Do it!" the other party asked, and immediately ordered.

Da-da-da-da!

Suddenly there was a loud gunshot, and the group of detainees in the cell who did not understand Chinese at all were swept over by the bullets almost instantly, and the smell of blood in the cell suddenly soared, and the excited Lin Zhidong almost didn't vomit.

When the prisoners were settled, the cell door was opened.

"Are you here to save us?" asked the Westerner in surprise when the door of the old house was opened when the gunshots were over, and when he found that he had not been shot.

She was answered by a fist in front of her, which hit her temple straight in the face, and suddenly her eyes went black, and her head fell to the ground.

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