The vehicle was bumpy, and Zhengji and Song Liang, who were sitting in the back seat, looked at the retreating woods with solemn eyes, because the purpose of the two was to negotiate, so the two of them did not have many weapons on their bodies, but one of them was loaded with a pistol and a few magazines, although it was not very useful, but the two of them also had a body armor in their underwear, which was better than nothing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Are you nervous?" Song Liang asked, looking at Masaki who was looking out the window, his dry lips indicating that his mood was not as calm as he appeared.

Zhengji glanced back at Song Liang, shook his head with a smile and said: "What are you nervous about, let's pick up Xiaoyu, not to mention Liu Meng They are still protecting behind, after noon, we will reunite, and we will have another big drink in the evening."

"Okay! If everything goes well, I won't get drunk tonight!" Song Liang was also infected by Zhengji's optimistic attitude, nodded and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, the car slammed, then slowly stopped, followed by a few words in the Burmese dialect that the two did not understand.

The two of them saw a rudimentary barricade made of wooden sticks in front of the car, and three or five men with rudimentary or even rusty rifles walking up quickly, shouting something in words of unknown meaning.

Zhengji and Song Liang couldn't help but clench the pistol on their waists, ready to deal with any possible changes and dangers at any time, in this land full of sin and gold, those who can survive for a long time are always vigilant.

The guide who sat in the co-pilot walked out of the car with a smile on his face, took out an item and lit it up for the other party, and also used a few words of awkward dialect to skillfully communicate with the other party, and quietly stuffed some finances into the other party's hands, in the eyes of political discipline, the other party's face became much better with the naked eye, and even with a somewhat satisfied smile, he waved his hand to show that he was released.

The vehicle restarted, and before Song Liang and the two spoke, the guide turned his head and explained: "This is General Luo Xinghan's area, so a roadblock has been set up, our boss Kunsha has a good relationship with General Luo, give a little benefit, and let it go."

After such an episode, the next journey was quite calm, and there was no danger to the place agreed with the other party, a sparkling river flowed slowly, and a steamer docked in the center of the river.

On the shore, there were more than a dozen armed men with guns and vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

Zhengji and Song Liang did not immediately pavement the road, they were waiting, waiting for Liu Meng to follow them to complete the arrangement, an hour later, seeing that the hour hand pointed to the position of twelve o'clock, the weather was still sunny just now, but at this moment it is said that it will change, it is a little gloomy, and the humidity in the air has also increased significantly, no need to ask, a heavy rain is probably coming, but this is also very in line with the rainforest climate here in Myanmar.

A voice of "in place" came from Song Liang's headset, he knew that Liu Meng and the others had already arranged their tactics, and he and the others were now under their protection.

Nodding at Masaki, the vehicle slowly drove out of the jungle, and the militants on the bank of the river discovered them almost at the same time, raising their guns at the jeep, and the heavy machine guns on the modified yacht on the shore were also looking at them in strict formation, just afraid that as long as Masaki and the others made a slight move, they would be torn to pieces.

With a "crunch", the jeep slowly stopped, and Song Liang and Zhengji raised their hands and slowly walked down from the side of the door.

Soon, two men stepped forward, groped on the two of them, and unloaded the pistols pinned to their waists without hesitation, as for the daggers on their legs, they didn't care, they didn't believe that under so many of them holding firearms, even if the other party had a knife, what could a moth come out.

"Let's go, get on the boat!" one of them, speaking broken Chinese, pushed the two towards the steamer on the riverbank.

On the old ship, at every key position stood a foreign man wearing a professional combat uniform and sunglasses, all of whom were more than 1.8 meters tall, and the bulging muscles between the arms held up the battle uniform high, and the guns in his hands were even more high-end goods made in the United States.

Zhengji and Song Liang glanced at each other, and they both had a bad feeling in their hearts, these people in front of them were not the same stream of lazy rabble on the ground at all, just feeling the momentum they invisibly exuded, they knew that these people were all real masters who had experienced a hundred battles! Everyone's strength was probably not in Liu Meng and his group, so it was no wonder that Zhao Zhenchao would suffer such a big loss!

At the same time, a trace of doubt also appeared in the hearts of the two of them, although the strength of Nuo Kang, whom they heard from Kun Sha's mouth, was not small, but it was a fantasy to have this group of troops with superb military quality in front of them! You must know that the reason why special forces are scarce is that on the one hand, there are not many people with physical talent in this area, and more importantly, money! If you want to raise a special forces, spend on them for professional training, and equip them with equipment for professional military operations, all of these are piled up with money!

It can be said that a special forces, in addition to its own efforts, has been raised by the country with a huge amount of money, and with Nuo Kang's strength and financial resources, he can't afford to raise such a force at all!

The two took a look, and the more they thought about it this time, the more they felt that it was full of loopholes, first, how did a non-climatic Nuo Kang know Song Yu's identity and carry out accurate kidnapping activities, second, how did the other party know Song Liang's identity and have no fear, third, how could the political discipline that seems to be unbeatable by eight poles come to the request from the other party's mouth, and fourth, where did these masters come from, all of this is pointing to a direction that makes the two of them feel heavy, just afraid of "Nuo Kang" Behind him, there are bigger people who are secretly laying out all this!

To put it bluntly, Nuo Kang is just a pretense!

Song Liang glanced at the foreign man exuding a cold air beside him, his mouth was a little bitter, even if Liu Meng and the others had arranged it, but if they wanted to rescue Song Yu unscathed among these people, they were afraid that they would die for a lifetime, and the only hope now could only be pinned on the other party to keep their promises.

Passing through a dark corridor of the steamer, the damp mildew made the tips of the noses of the two of them itch a little, and turning a corner, an old iron door appeared in front of the two, and on both sides of the iron gate were two big men, looking at Zhengji and Song Liang coldly.

"Boss, they're here," one of them said in a deep English after seeing the two of them.

"Let them in!" A round Chinese word came out of the door, which made the two of them slightly unexpected.

Walking into the house, I was greeted by a dim scene, but I don't know why the owner of this place likes this dark environment, facing a red wooden table, a man who can't see his face clearly sits at the table for a long time, not knowing what he is thinking.

Song Liang couldn't help but speak: "We're here, the money is ready, what about the people we want?"

Hearing Song Liang's voice, the man seemed to have woken up from a dream just now, yawned big, raised his head, and what Zhengji and Song Liang didn't expect was a typical Westerner's face, which was very different from the information they had learned about Nuo Kang from Kun Sha, it was obvious that this person was not Nuo Kang!

"Don't worry, you two, people are naturally fine, we haven't even moved a single hair of her, and if you want to take her, of course you can," the man smiled and stood up, a charming smile appeared on his handsome face, as if the dark room was also illuminated by this momentary smile.

I saw him clapping his hands gently, and behind the screen, a man pushed a woman and walked out, it was Song Yu!

"Oh, didn't I say that, treat a lady, especially such a beautiful lady, be gentle and gentlemanly!

And that person, in the eyes of Zhengji and Song Liang, is very familiar, it is Nuo Kang!

"Xiaoyu, are you okay!" Song Liang saw his sister walk out, her hair was a little messy, she stepped forward in three steps and two steps, pulled Song Yu over, protected her behind her, and asked nervously, and Zhengji also looked at Song Yu, with a strong concern in his eyes.

Song Yu glanced at Zhengji in a complicated manner, flashed a trace of joy, and then shook his head at Song Liang and said, "Brother, don't worry, I'm fine."

"It's a good feeling to be reunited, but don't you solve the problem on our side before catching up?" Nighthawk said with a gentlemanly smile.

Zhengji saw that Song Yu was fine, and said coldly: "I know, the money is here, the machine will bring it, and I will transfer it to you."

"No, no, no, how can we raise money for such a vulgar thing at such a touching moment? Doesn't this seem that we are too tasteless? Now I declare, you, and you, can leave now!" Nighthawk waved his hand exaggeratedly, pointing at Song Liang and Song Yu and said unexpectedly.

"Leave, where are you going?" Song Liang and Song Yu looked at each other, not understanding each other's meaning for a while.

"What, do you have Stockholm syndrome?fell in love with the kidnappers?I let you go?", Nighthawk looked at the two of them with a surprised expression.

Hearing the other party's words, Song Liang and the others couldn't believe it, because they had made too many preparations to deal with the twists and turns that might arise in this matter, but now the other party unexpectedly let people go, which made them feel a little unrealistic.

"Then let's go", Masaki glanced at Nighthawk and turned to Song Liang.

"No, no, no, I think you misunderstood, I mean, they can go, and you, you have to stay", Nighthawk showed a fox-like smile, like a devil to Song Yu.