This time, the maze didn't kill anyone.

But there are a lot of gunshot wounds.

Fortunately, the follow-up gendarmerie troops arrived in time, and a few concussion grenades were thrown over, and everything was over.

Seeing the gendarmes with red armbands with the word MP, Singh and Jamal they were already a little broken. Because this gendarmerie unit was originally led by Jamal, there is only one reason why it appeared here at this time. That is, their former friends were either arrested or rebelled one by one.

The wall fell down and everyone pushed it.

But why?

Killing a general Asher, it's not a big deal, as long as Jamal comes to power, he can give more preferential conditions to his collaborators, and it stands to reason that those people shouldn't do such a thing.

A warehouse full of things can be said to be a hearty meal for one or two families. But when it is evenly distributed among so many forces, this money is not enough.

At this time, Xing Jie looked at the sky with both eyes, including the others, with the same expression. Even if they are victims this time, this kind of thing is enough to involve an armed rebellion, which is an internal affair of India. It's okay to fight back in self-defense, but because talking nonsense is considered interference in the internal affairs of other countries, it can be a big problem. At that time, the high-level of India will make a fuss, dirty water will be splashed, and it will be disgusting and dead anyway.

Although Xing Jie and the others can't talk nonsense, there is one person who is not afraid.

The pale-haired Zhu Lao appeared at the entrance to the ruins at this time. But at this time, where did he still look a little decadent? With a straight waist, shining eyes, and in general, a childish face and a red face.

"Do you want those two weapons, and if you don't, I'll give them to you in cash. ”

"Don't bother, I wish you old. I am very satisfied with the harvest this time. And it's been so long, and I don't have any new collection income in my collection room, so I'm sorry. ”

"Good, so you only need five percent?"

"If you want to have a deeper level of cooperation, you can have a simple three-way video reminiscence. We're just minions, so we don't participate in this kind of high-level meeting!"

Zhu Lao nodded very satisfied, this grandson of his old friend Liu Jiaming is very remarkable, not only lucky, cautious, ruthless, not to mention, the key is the most rare, that is, he is not greedy! Everything is done according to the pre-agreed agreement, but it took just a few years to get to this point, and there is no luck under success.

Thinking of this, he reached out and picked up the golden scripture from the hand of the head of the Singh family, and threw it into Xing Jie's arms.

"It's your trophy, it's not worth much, but it's also a valuable artifact that goes well with your treasure room. ”

"Three grams of oil, by the way, I have to trouble you, go back and bring a message to Han Zhongxuan, and ask him to take care of his body quickly. Isn't it just a shot, pretending to be a seriously wounded person? By the way, I'm ready, ready to cut off his head!"

Zhu Lao smiled and nodded, and after finishing speaking, he took his subordinates and began to count the harvest in the entire ruins. As for whether the head of the Singh family is scolding his mother for selling batches in his heart, I don't know.

It wasn't enough to look at the other party's ugly face, but Xing Jie felt that it didn't matter.

Are you ready to pit yourself, and think about each other? I'm sorry, Xing Jie doesn't think he's so cheap. Since it's the winner this time, it seems normal to charge some interest on the vanquished, right?

When he walked out of the gate of the garnet mine, Xing Jie looked at the bright sunshine and couldn't help but feel extremely proud. Looking at the command vehicles with military plates again, Xing Jie knew that all the top ones were the top officials of the Indian military, and when he saw that it had completely fallen into the water, it was like a fly staring at a rotten egg, which could basically be said to be pouring out.

If you really want to throw a missile at it, it will completely paralyze the entire Indian military. Although Xing Jie really wants to, he can't. A group of fools, for the sake of a pile of rags, beating their heads down and bleeding, is it really necessary? Xing Jie grinned, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Brother Jie, what are we going to do now?" Ye Hao said shyly.

"What can you do? Let's go to Nepal first, but this time I owe Emers a big favor. Xing Jie thought about it bitterly and said.

Basang also smiled bitterly, it is true, if there is no Emmers for this serial plan, it can be said that the probability of success will be unimaginably small. At least, without his cooperation, Xing Jie would not have had that perfect excuse to be invited to India by General Asher!

Forget about others, according to Emers's intelligence, this General Asher has long regarded Xing Jie as a thorn in the flesh, and the operation a few years ago has made him haunted until now. Since this is the case, then take this opportunity to kill him, after all, the other party is a general, and he is a powerful general. If there is a moth at any time, it will definitely make Xing Jie very uncomfortable. Besides, where is the truth of a thousand days to prevent thieves?

Therefore, in the original plan, it was Xing Jie who finally made the move. But just when he had already thought about the other party's routine of finding death, Jamal, who had already died, would come to the door. Xing Jie was so ruthless about the general's crimes, and of course Jamal knew it. As soon as the news that the Singh family was slaughtered by the general came out, Xing Jie thought it was a perfect partner.

As for Zhu Lao's side, who to cooperate with is simply a question that only idiots ask.

Although the general is powerful, after reading Xing Jie's plan, he understands that no matter what happens in the end, Asher Divar is dead!

Dead people have no power!

Therefore, Xing Jie's luck is really strong.

Lady Luck, you are really Xing Jie's mother.

Even the person who carried the black pot appeared so perfectly.

So even if the Indian side is unwilling, what is shown on the video is very clear. The knife was stabbed by the head of the Singh family himself, Xing Jie didn't stop it, well, I can't say that the last sentence is that people's hearts are not ancient and morality does not exist, and the Indian side can only condemn him morally at most.

As for the condemnation?

It's just a mouthpiece, whether in China or in reality, the Indian military is not the protagonist, nor is it the child of destiny. So, I can only get over it.

And if it's useful to condemn this thing, what do you want to do as a soldier?

"I want to talk to you. Singh, who was escorted out by the military police, said as he passed by Xing Jie.

Xing Jie glanced back at the other party and agreed.

In fact, for Xing Jie, the head of the Singh family has no hatred for himself, and even when the Singer family married a daughter-in-law, he and Xing Jie still talked very happily. And the reason why he stabbed General Asher to death with a knife was also a personal vendetta, and it didn't matter how much he had character.

Xing Jie handed over a stack of beautiful knives to the gendarmes, and then everything was logical.

Not only can Xing Jie and Singh sit on the side and talk in detail, but there are also some more fruits and drinks in front of him. In the words of the captain of the gendarmerie, as long as the charges are not settled, Singh is still a Brahmin, and these are the things that a Brahmin should enjoy.

"I need you to give me a good time, and I can't even die in the hands of those people! ”

"This is impossible, I can't meddle in the internal affairs of your country, and besides, I'm not short of money. ”

However, Singh didn't seem to hear Xing Jie's words, and spoke to himself. The so-called reward is just a sentence, that is, this ruin is actually just a portal, but how to open the rest of the part, the two families of Peacock and Siddhartha have not figured it out for countless years. I don't know how many people died for this.

Xing Jie nodded, reached out and picked up the cup and smashed it on Singh's head.

While scolding what kind of bad news this was, he left angrily. As for whether Singh put away a large piece of broken glass, that was his business, Xing Jie said that he didn't know anything.