"Yes, grasshopper, I guess it would be nice to be able to pick one up." Inside the van, another man said coldly.

"Who is a grasshopper? Does it have anything to do with me? Although Fang Tianbao was trampled on the chrysanthemum. However, in this situation, he didn't even dare to let out a fart, he just kept thinking about the problem in his head.

He knew that he was arrested because he was poisoned and dizzy. This time, since he was tied up by them, he will definitely be taken somewhere by them. As for what they were going to do with themselves, Fang Tianbao didn't know for the time being. In this case, he felt that it was more appropriate for him to continue to pretend to be dizzy.

"Hey, yes, this shit, I don't know what he's doing. Seeing that he is not very old, his skills are good, and his shots are ruthless enough. I really didn't expect that this kid would use a bat to beat five or six of our brothers down...... You didn't see the nervous look of the sixth uncle just now. I saw that just now, when he faced this kid, his legs were trembling...... "In the van, someone is talking again." It sounded like this man's voice was quite flat.

"Sixth uncle? The sixth uncle they are talking about should be a six-year-old child, right? Fang Tianbao thought about it like this, and he felt a little happy in his heart. Unexpectedly, during this period of time, my kung fu has really improved a lot. If it weren't for the carelessness in that villa just now, I really wouldn't have lost to that six-year-old boy so easily. After all, during this period of time, Fang Tianbao has mastered the "Eighteen Styles of Heavenly Killing" given by his master, and Fang Tianbao has mastered it more and more fluently.

"Shhhhh Last time, didn't Niu Ergou scold the sixth uncle for being a broken child? As a result, that night, Niu Ergou's head was unloaded by the sixth uncle......" In the car, another soldier said about "Ergou", and his voice trembled a little.

"That's right, it's okay to say anything about Uncle Six, don't say anything about his son." The man just now also spoke. He moaned quietly as he spoke. A few words. It seems that this kid has just eaten Fang Tianbao's "dog beating stick".

The three military vehicles went all the way forward, and the sound of talking in the last van was intermittent. Fang Tianbao stayed quietly in the big canvas bag, motionless. Of course, even if he didn't want to stay in that bag, he couldn't help it.

Through the fragmentary voices of the big men in the van, Fang Tianbao learned that the person they called "Sixth Uncle" was a six-year-old child.

Listening to them, the six-year-old child is actually quite miserable. In his early years, he lost not only his son. Moreover, even his own sister was kidnapped and abducted for no reason. Moreover, according to them, the sixth uncle's sister is actually quite tender. After she was kidnapped, she was locked up in a dark room, which was enough for a dozen men to enjoy for a whole day.

"Unexpectedly, this pervert has also suffered so many family misfortunes. The son died, and the sister also committed suicide. The wicked really deserve it! Fang Tianbao hid in the big black bag and secretly called "Okay".

However, before he could say the word "good", he was hit in the ass again.

I only heard a "thud" sound, and the car finally arrived.

Fang Tianbao didn't know where he had been. However, he knew that he was rudely carried onto a rickshaw by two big men.

"Gangzi, why did you come back so late. Oh, yes, take back another sow? At the gate of Unit 631, the soldier who was in charge of standing guard and sentry did not salute the three cars with a cigarette in his mouth when he spoke.

He looked like a ruffian, with a crooked hat and a crooked uniform. Even, when he spoke, his eyes were still glancing at the computer next to him. At this moment, the "action movie" on his computer has entered the plot of the peak showdown.

"It's not a sow, it's a breeding pig that we just got out of town. Damn, this guy is tough. You see, it's still moving...... "The man named Gangzi is the one who just kicked Fang Tianbao's ass in the car." He actually compared Fang Tianbao in the canvas bag to a breeding pig.

"What sows, breeding pigs? What the hell are they talking about? Fang Tianbao was packed in a bag, although he heard the conversation between Gangzi and the sentry. However, he had absolutely no idea what they were talking about.

If Fang Tianbao knew that at this moment, he had entered the pig farm of the third largest military division logistics support base in my country, he should have understood. When people say "sow" and "breeding pig", they refer to him.

……

Six young children and more than a dozen big men, taking advantage of no one's attention, quietly came to a huge warehouse. Of course, Fang Tianbao was also brought here by them in front of the "breeding pig".

This warehouse is the size of two football fields.

In this large warehouse, there are piles of feed all around. All kinds of feed, large and small, are stacked neatly like bags of explosives. That's right, in this warehouse of Unit 631, there was once a military competition, that is, the "Fodder Folding Competition". Others are stacking quilt competitions, but here is stacking feed competitions. So, that's what sets Unit 631 apart from other places.

"You guys, wait at the gate first, and don't let anyone in. I'll make a phone call first. "As soon as the six-year-old child arrived at this big warehouse, he felt like he was home. He casually pulled the button of his military coat, revealing the Angry Birds undershirt.

More than a dozen big men, following the words of the six-year-old child, nodded, and rested on the spot. Three of them were not injured, and they went to stand guard at the gate of the warehouse. In addition, the five who were injured by Fang Tianbao were taken to another place by a van. In the end, there were three people who didn't leave, all of whom gathered around Fang Tianbao, the "breeding pig".

"Good, good...... Understood, understood...... By all means...... I know, I know...... I don't dare, I don't dare ......" Six-year-old Tong stood next to a large pool full of bulk feed. He was on his phone as he pulled out the dick pee. His urine, full of momentum, splashed a trace of dust on the feed in the big pool.

Fortunately, these feeds are fed to pigs. Otherwise, anyone can see that he is pulling down with this long urine. But what does it matter? Liu Xiaolingtong is the brigade commander of Unit 631, doesn't he have to stamp and approve all the big and small things here? Not to mention soaking urine, it was last time, a female accountant from a private feed factory came here to collect the accounts, and she was forced to bow by the six-year-old Tong Bawang. That day, he pressed the female accountant behind a large pile of feed and went straight inside.

There is no way, the feed business is difficult to do now. The average small feed mill, if it can get an order from Unit 631, it will basically make a fortune. Therefore, pretending to send a beautiful female accountant to collect accounts is often a trick used by those small feed manufacturers.

When the six-year-old boy called, the three or four big men didn't dare to talk much. They didn't even dare to hum. Because, they know, every time the six-year-old boy finishes talking to the mysterious person on the phone, he will lose his temper inexplicably.

The call was finally over.

After reporting to the mysterious man, the six-year-old boy looked at the "breeding pig" on the ground, and then at the three big men standing next to him. Then, a nameless anger came up in his heart again.

"Pounce on the ......", he kicked the "breeding pig" on the ground fiercely.

"......" poor Fang Tianbao, his body curled up in a sack. He's got a third kick in the ass. Moreover, this kick is more ruthless than the previous two kicks. Fang Tianbao wanted to scream: "Fuck your mother". But he couldn't, and of course, he couldn't. Because, in his mouth, there was also a long rag stuffed. That's right, a long hard rag indeed.

Fang Tianbao's eyes were dark. He endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth, and scolded himself in his heart: "I'll fuck you, when Lao Tzu comes out, I must ...... you die."