Mo Feifei shook the dagger in his hand: "I just have this." ”

Who knows, Wei Dayong did not take it, but returned the pistol: "No need, the gun has a greater effect in your hands." ”

Mo Feifei thought for a moment: "Okay then, let's continue to act according to the plan." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand and continued walking.

The inside of the power station is huge, with many buildings and overgrown weeds. If you don't have a reference, it's really hard to find where the dormitory is. Fortunately, with the water tower as a symbol, the three of them arrived at the door of the dormitory where the hostages were held with little effort.

In the distance, two brothers, Nguyen Chi Dung and Nguyen Chi Huy, were drinking and eating with the twenty or thirty elite gunmen who participated in the operation. Coupled with the people and horses received here, there are seventy or eighty people, which can be described as strong soldiers.

In addition, there are many necessary living equipment, even small generators.

This place can be regarded as a very important den of Ruan Zhihui, and the batch of arms worth 300,000 US dollars will be placed there temporarily. Originally, Ruan Zhihui wanted to make a big move, but he didn't expect the opponent to be weak, so this batch of arms was not used much.

No matter how strong Mo's extraordinary combat power was, he couldn't use the strength of the three of them to directly fight them. So, the only way to do this is to open each other's arsenals and call on the other brothers to fight them.

When you get to this point, you can call the police and ask for reinforcements.

A few people walked step by step, carefully latching to the dormitory behind the water tower.

This dormitory is a small three-story white building with a concrete floor in front of the door, which looks quite clean.

The three of them kept inspecting the surrounding movements, while quietly listening to the voices in the white room.

After listening to it for a while, there were familiar voices from time to time in the white house, which were the voices of his own brothers.

Mo Feifei waved his hand, took Ah Li and Wei Dayong, and slowly moved towards the main entrance of the white room.

The group was very careful, did not make the slightest sound, and came to the front gate smoothly.

At the main entrance, there is an iron gate, which is a very old fence iron gate, very old, and the face is covered with rust.

He pulled it lightly first, but the iron door did not move, if it was not locked inside, or the iron door was too heavy.

Just as Mo Feifei was thinking about what to do, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps kicking inside.

Mo Feifei was startled and hurriedly beckoned everyone to hide.

After waiting for a short time, the iron door rattled and was opened inside.

Then, a big man with an AK47 and a cigarette in his hand watched the video intently with his mobile phone in his hand, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

Mo Feifei quickly spared behind him, and his movements were extremely crisp and broke the opponent's neck.

Click!

The big man didn't even figure out what was going on, and died in a daze, and his phone fell to the concrete floor with a click, and it shattered.

This tells people not to play with their phones when they are walking. Especially people in special industries, they can't be half-hearted, otherwise they won't know if they are dying by themselves.

Mo Feifei grabbed his fallen corpse, gently put it aside, then grabbed his AK47 in his hand, and walked into the white room with his waist bent, Wei Dayong and Ali continued to follow, sneaking in carefully.

Let's say that the other five bandits who were guarding the hostage room did not stand, but sat around and gambled for money. Maybe it was because their spirits were too pure, and they didn't see Mo Feifei and the others who came in.

One of them seemed to be particularly unlucky, and after less than half an hour of play, he lost a single point.

He threw the cards to the ground and scolded: "Don't play, Lao Tzu's luck tonight is too bad." (Vietnam)

A dark and short man next to him raised his face: "Or, borrow some money to get the capital?" (Yue)

"Borrow a fart, borrow it, don't use it. Didn't you see, Lao Tzu didn't win a game tonight. (Vietnam)

"Go wash your hands, maybe you can transfer it." ”

"No, it's not interesting. Lao Tzu went to find some other fun. ”

"What's better fun than playing?"

"Hey, I saw that among these hostages, there was a woman with good facial features. Why don't we have some fun together?"

"You're crazy, that's the big brother's woman. Want to touch her, don't you want to die?"

"Although she was moved, I mean that the female secretary with extraordinary ink looks pretty good. Hey. ”

"But she's a hostage, wouldn't it be nice if we moved her. ”

"It's okay, the boss said, as long as the money is in hand, we will tear up the ticket. Anyway, we're going to die, so it's better to let our brothers have fun. ”

"Well, yes. Brothers, don't play, play women. ”

"That's right, play with women. ”

“。。。。 ”

The crowd threw away the cards in their hands and excitedly opened the door with the key. The people inside were bound by ropes, unable to move, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

The big man at the head swept left and right, and finally his eyes fell on Zhang Lin's body, and said with a dark smile: "Miss, our boss has something to ask you, please come with us." (Vietnam)

"Hehe, don't be afraid, just ask a few words. (Vietnam)

"Yes, yes" (Vietnam)

“”

As he spoke, he stepped forward to pull someone.

Although Zhang Lin didn't understand Vietnamese, seeing the other party's hot eyes, as a woman, she felt very sensitively what they wanted to do.

As she struggled, she said loudly, "Don't, let go of me, let go of me." ”

Seeing that the other party had bad intentions, the fat man stepped forward decisively at this time. His body was tied tightly, his feet could barely move, and he used his head to push the waist of a strong man on the other side.

"M's, the woman who wants to move my eldest brother doesn't look at how many eyes Ma Wang Ye has. The fat man knew that these people couldn't understand Mandarin, so he dared to talk nonsense with red lips and white teeth.

Thump!

This time the top was really strong, and the strong man stumbled and sat on the ground with a thud.

Because he is "Mo Extraordinary" and "Mo Boss", strong men can't kill him. However, it is still possible to teach him a lesson.

No, the strong man spat on the ground, then picked up the butt of his gun and smashed the fat man. Seeing that the fat man had suffered a loss, the five brothers of Blaze stopped doing it, grinning and wanting to resist.

However, their bodies are also tied, and they have the slightest power to resist.

No, before he walked up to the other party, he was knocked to the ground by several gun handles from the other party.

Several Vietnamese men next to him didn't think Zhang Lin was good-looking at first, but they just thought it was average, and it could even be said to be very inconspicuous.

But when I got closer, I found that the more I looked at her, the more I felt good-looking, as if the little secretary had deliberately made her ugly, her facial features were extremely exquisite, and her eyes were big and beautiful.

If you wash off the makeup on her face and put on a beautiful set of clothes, I don't know if it will be a fairy.

After watching it for a while, their **** came up.

I can't care about those vain things, so I just have to tear the rope off Zhang Lin's body, and then the next step is the clothes on her body. When doing these actions, one laughed more than one ****, as if Teddy possessed the body, and Yang Guang was reincarnated.

Facing a group of hooligans and a group of bandits, the panicked Zhang Lin had no backhand, and was so frightened that he screamed again and again, and soon left two tear stains on his face, screaming and crying like a little girl.

At this moment, an indifferent man's voice came from behind him.

"So many people bullying a woman, it makes a lot of sense, right? ”