His eyes lit up, and Yu Jiarong said with a slight meaning: "Yu Weixiong is my uncle." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "I thought, do they have a request for my uncle?" Now it's easy to do, I can give them a favor.

Yu Weixiong can be said to be highly respected and has a special status among the Chinese in Malaysia. Even if you are not in the Chinese community, you have a wide network of contacts and some influence in both business and political circles.

Therefore, Yu Jiarong, as Yu Weixiong's nephew, naturally has a super high sense of superiority when he meets Chinese Chinese in Malaysia, and does not take Chinese Chinese outside the Yu family into account.

Li Feichen and Liu Shuang glanced at each other, and said in a commanding tone: "Hurry up and go home to see your wife and daughter, and then take us to see Yu Weixiong." His eyes looked directly at Yu Jiarong indifferently.

A little unhappy in his heart, Yu Jiarong was embarrassed: "My uncle is very busy, not that he can see it when he sees it." As he spoke, he looked worriedly at his villa.

In fact, he sometimes doesn't see Yu Weixiong for months, he is busy, Yu Weixiong is even busier.

Liu Shuang was even more unhappy in his heart, and frightened: "After today, maybe you will never see your living uncle." ”

Taken aback, Yu Jiarong asked urgently: "Why?" "My eyes were full of anxiety.

"We have received reliable information that one of the terrorists' targets is your uncle, kill!" Liu Shuang made a motion to wipe his neck with a hand knife.

"I'll call him right away." Yu Jiarong believed it, was scared, and hurriedly took out his smartphone and dialed Yu Weixiong's mobile phone number.

When the phone was connected, Yu immediately reminded Yu Weixiong to take precautions and told the other party that the terrorists listed him as one of the assassination targets.

When Yu was calling, Liu Shuang and Li Feichen both saw a sturdy horse soldier, looking at the two of them, and getting a walkie-talkie in their hands, as if they were reporting the details of the situation to their superiors.

The Huaiwu soldier put down the walkie-talkie, pulled up the blockade, strode over, stopped in front of Li Feichen and Liu Shuang, and said lukewarmly in Chinese: "Who are you?" ”

After speaking, he also made a gesture and motioned for Liu Shuang and Li Feichen to take off their masks.

Li Feichen raised an index finger and waved it gently, indicating that the two of them would not take off their masks.

Annoyed, the Huaiwu soldier immediately reached for his waist and tried to pull out the pistol.

"Don't move!" Liu Shuang quickly pulled out the smart missile gun and pressed the muzzle of the gun against the head of the Huaiwu soldier.

The Huaiwu soldiers immediately trembled with fright, and did not dare to move anymore.

Click......

The seven Malaysian soldiers in the blockade line raised their assault rifles one after another, opened the insurance, and aimed at Liu Shuang and Li Feichen.

Liu Shuang and Li Feichen quickly shifted and moved behind the Huaiwu soldiers, when the other party was a human shield.

Although the clothes of both of them can be bulletproof, there are still places where the hands and heads cannot be protected.

Otherwise, on the Boeing 787, Liu Shuang would not have been threatened by two white men with submachine guns.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, as if a match would immediately explode.

Yu Jiarong and the onlookers were scared, and they squatted down with their heads in their hands, for fear of being hit by a bullet.

The two sides faced off for a stalemate for a while.

The Huaiwu soldiers were finally defeated, conceded defeat, let go of the hand holding the pistol, and gestured to their own people.

Seven Malaysian soldiers laid down their assault rifles one after another.

"I don't mean anything, my superiors asked me to ask for your contact number, can you give it to me?" Huaiwu soldier said in a calm tone.

"Don't give it!" Li Feichen didn't think much about it, so he refused directly.

gave the mobile phone number to the other party, how to keep the identity confidential?

And he doesn't have a good impression of the Malaysian military, the other party wants his own contact number, which is nothing more than a fancy for smart missile guns, and wants to rob or buy.

The Huaiwu soldier was aggrieved for a while, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice: "Just when I beg you, is it okay?" If I can't complete the task, my superiors will punish me. ”

"That's your business, what's my business?" Li Feichen shrugged.

"I ......" The Huaiwu soldier was sweating all over his forehead, meditated for a moment, and pleaded: "I will send you a mobile phone, can you carry it with you?" My superiors may come to you and talk to you. Rest assured, we have absolutely no intention of harming you. ”

Thundered......

An armored personnel carrier and more than a dozen heavily armed Malaysian soldiers rushed over from the side of the villa.

A big horse man, who looked like a petty officer, walked up with his head held high and asked the Huaiwu soldiers in Malay.

The Huaiwu soldiers answered the questions of the junior officers in Malay.

A minute later.

The junior officer gave Li Feichen and Liu Shuang a standard military salute, and then said a few words in Malay.

The Huaiwu soldier acted as an interpreter and said in Mandarin: "This is my superior, Commander Bula, and he said thank you for killing the terrorists and saving two hostages. ”

"Hmm." Li Feichen nodded lightly, indicating that he understood.

Commander Bula said a few more words in Malay.

"My company commander asks you to leave your contact number." The Huaiwu soldiers continued to act as interpreters.

Li Feichen's attitude was still so resolute, and he said coldly: "According to the method you just did, send us a mobile phone." ”

For a while, the Huaiwu soldiers had no choice but to say truthfully to the junior officer in Malay.

The little officer's face was unhappy, but he saw that Liu Shuang and Li Feichen were still hiding behind the Huaiwu soldiers, and they were also pointing double-barreled guns at the back of the Huaiwu soldiers.

He compromised and gave a few words to the able-bodied soldier beside him.

The able-bodied soldier immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and spoke in Malay for a while.

It didn't take long.

A military jeep sped away.

The doors open.

A civilian soldier quickly got out of the car, held two brand-new smartphones, and walked quickly to the junior officer.

The junior officer took the two smartphones and handed them over to Li Feichen and Liu Shuang with his own hands.

Liu Shuang held the smart missile gun and pointed it at the Malaysian soldiers, escorting Li Feichen to retreat behind Yu Jiarong.

"Where is your uncle now? Can you take us there? Li Feichen said in a deep voice.

Yu Jiarong said honestly: "Yes, I can take you there, he is in the company." ”

After he hung up Yu Weixiong's phone just now, he called his wife again, and now there is no need to rush home to see his wife and daughter.

"Drive!" Li Feichen raised his hand and pointed at the BMW sports car.

Yu Jiarong then took out the remote control key, opened the car door, got into the car and sat in the driver's seat.

Liu Shuang and Li Feichen quickly got on the car and sat in the back compartment.

Soon.

The BMW sports car turned around and roared off into the distance, leaving the Malaysian soldiers far away.

Liu Shuang breathed a long sigh of relief, and then put the smart missile gun back in the canvas bag, and immediately took out the smartphone given by the junior officer, and carefully checked it to see if there were any trackers or miniature bombs.

"Let me check it." Li Feichen took out the intestinal microdoctor, turned on the camera, turned on the camera, pointed it at the smartphone, and conducted a fluoroscopic examination.

I've checked two smartphones, but I haven't found any trackers or miniature bombs that I can safely carry with you.

More than 30 minutes later.

The phone rang suddenly.

Li Feichen heard the ringtone of his copycat mobile phone, so he took out the smartphone given by the junior officer, and looked at it, and sure enough, a call came in.

He thought to himself, could it be that the top brass of the Malaysian military really want my smart missile gun? Hum! Stop dreaming.

"Hey, who are you?" Li Feichen clicked the answer button and said emotionlessly.