The people outside had already begun to act, and the sound of walking back and forth made Wang Baoqiang's heart furious, and he had to be treated with a strong spirit. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Damn, I don't have anything on me, those guys can kill him with a single gun, I knew I had two guns.

Wang Baoqiang grinned and cursed in his heart, but thinking that there was no way for the gun to pass through the security check, he suddenly frowned depressedly and stopped thinking about it.

Looking around, he found a beam that he didn't know where to remove it, and dragged it over and put it on it, Wang Baoqiang breathed a sigh of relief.

With this thing on top, those guys above won't be able to get down for a while, but it's hard to say in the future...... If those bastards can't think of blasting directly, he'll be buried alive!

On the other hand, the village chief was not in a hurry, and after the tobacco in the pipe was smoked, he didn't know where to turn out a new ball, and after blowing the ash slightly, he shook it in and continued to light it.

"Village Chief, why are you still in the mood to smoke a pipe?"

Wang Baoqiang is helpless, his feelings are not as good as an old man now, and he is in this nervous situation, and people are stunned as if nothing has happened.

"In a hurry? Is it useful to be in a hurry? ”

The village chief raised his eyelids, glanced at Wang Baoqiang with disgust, and exhaled a puff of smoke, his low voice was full of vicissitudes.

Wang Baoqiang was speechless for a while, although there seemed to be something wrong, but there seemed to be nothing wrong?

When Wang Baoqiang was dazed, the village chief had already finished his last puff of cigarette, and he couldn't find new tobacco when he looked left and right, and there was a chaotic sound from above, mixed with dog barking and angry roars.

"Hey...... Let's go! ”

The village chief suddenly patted the ash on his body and stood up, and walked towards a wall with his hands behind his back, Wang Baoqiang was stunned.

What's wrong with this? The old man was frightened? You don't want to be scared of such a fool, right?

The village chief walked in front of the wall and began to grope up and down, the wall was an ordinary earthen wall, pulled down by a pair of rough thugs who had been doing farm work all year round, and kept dropping soil.

The corners of Wang Baoqiang's mouth twitched, and he stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder: "Village chief, don't panic, don't worry, we will definitely be fine!" ”

"Where is it...... I remember coming right here. ”

The village chief turned a deaf ear to Wang Baoqiang's words and continued to grope on the wall, choking Wang Baoqiang twice with flying smoke and dust, feeling depressed.

This old man must be really scared crazy, right? What are you muttering to a wall, is it possible that you can suddenly pop out of a door?

Shaking his head and sighing, when Wang Baoqiang turned around and was about to pick up the stick on the ground again, he suddenly heard an excited whisper from the village chief: "Right here!" ”

The old hand picked up a wall brick, and as soon as he used his strength, several green bricks next to him fell to the ground with a whirl, and soon a hole appeared that allowed one person to pass through.

What the hell?

Wang Baoqiang was stunned, and the dust in front of him that was still filling reminded him that this thing was real, not an illusion that he appeared!

The village chief glanced at Wang Baoqiang with a kind of mentally retarded eyes, and walked in slowly with his hands behind his back.

"Village Chief, what kind of place is this? Why are there holes? ”

Wang Baoqiang's burly body is a little difficult to walk in, but he can still move.

The village chief raised his head slightly, with a little smugness on his face: "This is the guerrilla hole dug with the party when your grandfather and I killed the Japanese devils!" ”

"Guerrillas?" Wang Baoqiang grinned: "Isn't it the wild army......"

"What are you talking about!?"

The village chief turned his head sharply and glared at him, Wang Baoqiang hurriedly smiled: "No, no, I said that the village chief is so powerful, you even killed a little devil, it's awesome!" ”

While laughing, Wang Baoqiang was helpless in his heart, why is this old man like this, what the hell is his age, and he still cares about this matter.

The village chief snorted coldly, ignored him, and walked through several forks in the road with Wang Baoqiang, and suddenly opened up in front of him.

Although it was still night, relying on the oil lamps in the hands of the two of them, they could barely see the surrounding situation clearly.

Not far away was a dilapidated log cabin, surrounded by weeds that were more than half a person tall, and as long as the two of them squatted down slightly, they would never be able to see without searching.

Wang Baoqiang was stunned for a while, slapped his thigh, and said excitedly: "Isn't this the back mountain of our village!" ”

When he was a child, Wang Baoqiang didn't hunt birds here, and he was more familiar with the terrain than anyone else.

"You kid talk a lot! Go, go up the tree and squat! I'll see what's in the house. ”

The village chief's eyes widened, and he left Wang Baoqiang alone, and he didn't know when he pinched a key with a patina-colored color.

Wang Baoqiang was bored, went up the tree in three or two, squatted on a fairly stable branch, and looked at the situation below.

The night sky at three o'clock was the darkest, and without a flashlight, Wang Baoqiang couldn't see anything else at all, and it was impossible for those people to find here.

Wang Baoqiang sat on the tree and found a comfortable position, and saw the village chief come out with two backpacks on his back a little slowly, so he hurriedly slipped down from the tree, and rushed up and down to look at the backpack with an arrow after landing on the ground. It took a long time to determine what was inside.

"Village Chief, do you still have this old shotgun?"

Patting the dust above, the familiar touch below made Wang Baoqiang even more sure, it was a shotgun that made him salivate for a whole adolescence and adolescence! It's old, but it's not powerful!

It is said that in the hands of hunters with good marksmanship, they can kill a bear with one shot!

Of course, this is just an exaggeration, but there is nothing wrong with using it to kill people.

"Don't look at it, there are no bullets, save some use, and there will be wolves in a while."

The village chief rolled his eyelids, since the accident at night, Wang Baoqiang felt that the useless old man seemed to be a different person, and he could teach him a lesson everywhere like a child a few years ago.

Wang Baoqiang didn't say anything, he honestly took the things and wiped them, put on the gunpowder, and checked the side after compacting, and before he could say anything, he heard the low howls that began to gradually gather around him.

Wang Baoqiang's head twitched, whether this old man was a crow's mouth or a god prediction, what did he say.

Wolves at night are terrible, especially without any aid or fire.

Wang Baoqiang carried the old village chief up the tree, climbed up with him, dug through his worn-out backpack, and found a short knife to hold in his hand.

"Silly calf, what are you doing with a knife? Do you still want to paw against paw against claw with a wolf? ”

The village chief glanced at Wang Baoqiang reproachfully, took out a roll of nylon rope from his backpack, tied it to the gun, circled himself twice and tied it to the trunk, and then threw the rest to Wang Baoqiang: "Tie it!" Don't wait until you crouch down! ”

The recoil of this shotgun is too strong, and the village chief is also kind, but Wang Baoqiang was stunned and remembered an idea.

"What are you stunned about?"

Seeing that Wang Baoqiang didn't move for a long time, the village chief frowned, and he was going to do it himself, Wang Baoqiang suddenly smiled stupidly: "Village chief, don't worry, wait for me to show you a flying knife!" ”

As he spoke, he threaded the nylon rope through the hole at the end of the short knife and tied it into a dead knot, and after pulling it twice, it was still strong, and then tied it to the trunk of the tree next to him.

As for the recoil of the shotgun, Wang Baoqiang is completely ignorant.

Knowing that Wang Baoqiang, this kid, was full of unusual ideas in his mind all day long, and the village chief didn't bother to care about him, just glanced at it and turned to see the wolves gradually surrounding below.

"Woohoo!"

The irritable wolves pawed at the tree trunk, Wang Baoqiang's eyes lit up, and he lowered his voice: "Village chief, this group of wolves has no leader!" ”

The village chief squinted his eyes and nodded, led by a she-wolf who looked very thin, and the head wolf was probably long gone.

A wolf pack without a wolf head is weakened many times over.

"Village chief, don't use a gun, watch me pick two wolf legs for you."

Wang Baoqiang smiled, pinched the short knife and threw it down, the village chief heard a scream before he could react, and a wolf stabbed in the ground, the knife had been pulled by Wang Baoqiang into his hand, and it was still stained with hot and fishy wolf blood, and the underground side had fallen down and was constantly convulsing.

Good boy, what a ruthless trick!

The village chief's face was silent, but he was taken aback in his heart, watching Wang Baoqiang skillfully and continuously throwing knives from the raw road, stabbing the anxious and helpless wolf below, his heart became more and more surprised, and gradually cooled down.

Wang Baoqiang is no longer the stinky boy he knew in his early years, the most easily fooled, dare to do anything and be soft-hearted.

Wang Baoqiang didn't realize it, his arm was sore, he rested for a while, the smell of blood was extremely strong, and the nausea from the beginning actually felt a little enjoyable.

"Head! It was almost dawn and there was no one around! ”

Listening to the report of the people under his hands, the face of the person known as the leader was gloomy, a striking scar on his eye, and that godless eyeball, if Wang Baoqiang was here, he would definitely be able to recognize it, this is the scarred face on the ship.

"If you can't find anyone, you can tie up the people in the village! I don't believe he'll ever come out. ”

Scarface was silent for a while, and then smiled grimly, startling the man, and asked cautiously, "Boss, do you really want to do this?" We're just arresting one person, isn't it too ...... to be so popular?"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you don't want to die, do what I say!"

"Yes, yes......"

Watching the man leave, Scarface's eyes became dangerous, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Baoqiang, I want to see if you will come out this time!