An Feng's eyes widened, and he looked at the other party innocently for a moment, and then ...... Walk away as if nothing happened.

I don't understand what you're saying, it's not that I really don't understand, I just pretend I don't understand.

This action made the other party's eyes widen suddenly, they felt incredible, because as a packer, well-informed, proficient in multiple languages, is their entry life skills, at this time when they meet an outsider to talk, even if they really don't understand, they have to pretend to understand very well, they haven't seen not only really don't understand, but also unwilling to pay attention to people's packers.

Well, the other party is not necessarily a packer. For example, the other party's camping stove is very exquisite, the things cooked in the pot are fragrant, and the children who are sweet in the chocolate bite their fingers in front of the pot, and one of the children said something, and An Feng, who came over casually, took out a piece of chocolate from the pannier and broke a few pieces for those children, and the children cheered and took the chocolate to show off to their parents.

After a while, the milk tea in An Feng's pot had been boiled, the hot soup was boiling, and the aroma wafted throughout the courtyard, Nuer took out three stainless steel bowls from the panniers, and was about to divide the soup, when the diamond-encrusted tyrant in the main house appeared, he hooked his fingers at An Feng and shouted, "Hi, you." ”

When Nur heard the call, he paused, An Feng didn't seem to hear it, he picked up the soup pot and poured a bowl for Lisa, and then the diamond-encrusted tyrant spoke again: "Hi, you, my wife likes your soup." ”

The other party used the Pakistani lingua franca, Nur understood, Lisa also understood, the two paused, and An Feng's movements were very smooth and poured good soup for Nur without pausing, and then he poured himself good soup, and showed a silly smile at the diamond-encrusted tyrant: "Thank you." ”

The local tyrant already had a dissatisfied look on his face, and when he heard this answer, his eyes widened in surprise, and he was about to emphasize a sentence, when he saw An Feng bow his head, put his mouth to the side of the soup pot and snorted and drank.

Trembling proudly, he repeated his words sternly: "Hi, you! My wife loves the taste of your soup. ”

When the diamond-encrusted tyrant said this, Nuer saw An Feng drinking the soup calmly, he looked up and thought about it, and also felt that others liked the taste of his soup, which seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he had the biggest belly in the world, so he drank it as soon as he buried his head. Lisa is infected by Noor and drinks the soup as well.

The words of the diamond-studded tyrant were ignored again, and his face began to turn green with anger, at this time, the two members of his pack team walked towards An Feng with their sleeves with a vicious face, and An Feng raised his face from the side of the pot, exhaled a long sigh of happiness, and then replied with deep sympathy: "Master, thank you for your compliment, I have always thought that my soup tastes very good." ”

At this time, two of the other party's subordinates had already walked to An Feng's side, one of them put his hand on An Feng's shoulder, and the diamond-encrusted tyrant saw that the situation was under his control, his face softened a little, and he naturally ordered: "Go and wash the pot, you must wash it for me!" Bring me a new pot of soup. ”

At this time, the person who pinched An Feng's shoulder closed his five fingers vigorously, and said with a cruel smile: "Did you hear that, boy!" Do you understand what our master is saying? ”

An Feng rolled his eyes: "Why?" ”

The pack team squatting at the door to eat began to move his body quietly, and after the diamond-encrusted tyrant finished his instructions as a matter of course, he didn't care how An Feng responded, and turned around and returned to his house, at the same time, a big boy who had eaten An Feng's chocolate just now stood at the door, pointed to An Feng's pannier and said, "I still want to eat chocolate, I see that you still have it on your shelf, I want a lot of chocolate." ”

At this time, another packer who walked in front of An Feng, taking advantage of An Feng's shoulder being fixed, raised his fist with a smile and said, "Boy, do you want to know why?" I've changed my mind now, I've left your pack horse, I've got your woman, I've got your stuff, why do you say we're going to do it. ”

The packer who controlled An Feng's shoulder already felt that something was wrong, his five fingers were closed hard, ordinary people should scream and beg for mercy when they encountered such a strong force, but An Feng calmly held the soup, the packer only felt that his fingers were pinching a piece of hard steel, his knuckles were sore, and he felt that he was about to lose control of An Feng. At this moment, An Feng turned his head indifferently, raised the soup pot in his hand slightly, and said amiably, "Help me hold it." ”

As soon as the words fell, An Feng's shoulders shook slightly, and he broke away from the other party's five fingers, and the other party hurriedly reached out to grab it, but what he grabbed was a hot soup pot. Immediately afterwards, he felt that An Feng in front of him seemed to shake his body, and the packer who was standing in front of An Feng and was about to punch and beat him suddenly covered his neck with his hands, and his mouth made a hard gurgling sound, like a chicken choking his neck.

The packer was stunned for a moment, only to feel that his hand was light, and the soup pot returned to An Feng's hand, and then he saw An Feng gently holding the soup pot with his left hand, and thanked him: "Thank you." ”

Before the packer could react to why An Feng thanked him, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his crotch, a heavy blow, so that this person could not speak, he covered his crotch, gasped violently, and his body bent like a shrimp, until this person lay on the ground, and finally passed out, he couldn't let out a scream.

Plop and plop twice, the two packmen who were ready to control An Feng fell to the ground one after another, at this time, the other packmen had already stood up, they were ready to go over to support, but their bodies moved, and they hesitated, because An Feng, who was holding the soup pot in his left hand, pressed his right hand on his waist, and with a slight sound of machine springs, An Feng used his thumb to pull away the gun.

The courtyard was silent for a moment, and even the children leaning on the door frame did not dare to speak, and after a while, a packer who was lighting a fire at the door reminded in a low voice: "There are 11 of us." ”

With a sound of "boom", An Feng quickly pulled out his gun and shot, and a bullet immediately appeared on the eyebrow of the person just now, and after this shot, the people in the courtyard suddenly froze, and then they heard An Feng take a loud sip of soup, and explained lightly: "There are still 10 people now...... Oh, forgive me for my bad math, if you count the two of us lying on the ground, there are only 8 of you left. ””

After a slight pause, An Feng took another sip of soup and reminded kindly: "I still have 14 bullets in the robbery." ”

At this time, the pack team at the gate had already walked to the edge of the courtyard gate, and the leader of the pack team bowed cautiously and said weakly: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have rested, please allow us to retire first." ”

An Feng nodded slightly, and the pack team packed up their things with very slow movements, took their donkeys, put on their travel backpacks, and exited the courtyard backwards. During the whole process, they barely made any sound, which left only the sound of An Feng's soup and the "stinging" sound of charcoal popping from the burning pyre at the entrance of the main house in the courtyard. The five-person team hurriedly walked out of the courtyard, and then they heard two more gunshots in the courtyard, and when the gunshots subsided, An Feng's dry voice sounded again: "There are six, and there are only six of you left." ”

The five-man pack team shuddered, and then buried their heads and quickened their pace, they didn't dare to care about this kind of thing, and they didn't want to care. Because on the edge of this mountainous area, this is not a kind society, and it is not uncommon for travelers walking on the road to turn into robbers at any time.

The two gunshots rang out just now because two people couldn't hold on and were about to touch their guns. In this land of the weak and the strong, whose fist is hard, the truth is in whose hands, the 8 packers in the courtyard, the reason why they were forced by a pistol, is because they are all cooking on the fire, most of the people's guns are not on their bodies, even if someone's guns are on their bodies, they did not expect a towing woman and children, in the face of a plastic surgery and luxurious pack team still dare to resist, even resist, dare to resist, they were a little caught off guard for a while.

But over the years, the habit of self-esteem has made these people unwilling to be pointed at a small pistol, they don't believe that An Feng alone dares to challenge so many of them, so two of them moved, in their minds, as long as An Feng hesitates a little, they can open fire, and then suppress An Feng's weak resistance.

However, they never expected that An Feng would fire without hesitation, his shooting was not for the purpose of making people injured, but "fast, accurate, and ruthless" direct killing, those who were shot were all shot in the eyebrows, leaving no more blood, and fell to the ground and died in an instant. And looking at that posture, if someone makes any more rash moves, An Feng will continue to shoot without hesitation.

In the stalemate, An Feng drank the bowl of soup, Nur seemed heartless, he poured milk tea for An Feng again, and broke a few pieces of compressed dry food in the milk tea, Lisa looked very nervous, she tried to drink the soup quietly, she ate quickly.

"Don't shoot, we have no malicious intent, I'm coming out", the diamond-encrusted tyrant in the house slowly stood up, at this time his eldest son quietly walked a few steps, picked up the pistol from the bed, and was about to hand it to the diamond-encrusted tyrant, but the tyrant smiled and waved his hand, and then made a few gestures, his eldest son immediately wrapped the pistol in his mother's turban, and then quietly pulled the bolt under the turban.

The diamond-encrusted tyrant nodded with satisfaction, he got up and walked towards the door, unbuttoning his robe as he went, the open robe was very wide, and his eldest son hid behind his father's robe and crept towards the door...... The people in the room thought that their movements were hidden, but these movements were nowhere to hide under An Feng's transcendent sense, and they were vividly visible.

The diamond-encrusted tyrant walked to the door with his hands held high, his wide robe fluttered gently by the wind at the door, and the tyrant put up a gentle smile and explained: "Young man, my wife smells the smell of hot food, she is already hungry, and our meal is not yet good. He just wants to take a sip of the hot soup, why would you react so violently. ”

The diamond-encrusted tyrant glanced at An Feng with reproachful eyes, and when he saw the two unconscious packmen lying at An Feng's feet, he "tsk" twice, and strongly condemned An Feng's methods for being too cold-blooded: "My wife is a woman, my woman just wants to drink a sip of hot soup, look at you, what happened to your people?" ”

An Feng put down the milk tea pot, Nuer hurriedly took the milk tea pot in the air, at this time An Feng's muzzle kept pointing at the diamond-encrusted tyrant, he shook the muzzle of the gun, and said mockingly: "I always think that children should not play with guns, and it is your eldest son who is hiding behind you, right?" If you don't want him dead, it's best to order him to drop the gun immediately. My patience is limited, 5 ...... 4…… 3…… 2……”

The face of the diamond-studded tyrant immediately changed color, he stood there stiffly and did not dare to move, and lowered his voice to urge the child: "Son, throw the gun away." ”

The child hesitated a little, he raised the muzzle of the gun, and when the local tyrant saw An Feng raising the gun, he immediately screamed: "No! ”

As soon as he stood at the door, he saw the scene in the courtyard clearly, and the heart of the diamond-studded tyrant was cool and cool, he knew that he had kicked on the iron plate today, and on the other side was a person who liked to talk with a gun, and this person looked like a veteran, doing things cleanly and neatly, and never liked the entanglement of the tongue.

The diamond-studded tyrant stood at the door, he used his body to block the light in the house and cover his son behind him, but since the opponent's every shot was clean and neat, and every person who was shot was shot in the eyebrows, compared to the other party, his son was not cold enough, resolute enough, and not ...... Accurate marksmanship.

How so? The diamond-encrusted tyrant still can't believe it, how can a bowl of hot soup cause such a big bloodbath? It stands to reason that the other party shouldn't argue with himself, and then want to reason with himself, and then overwhelm the other party arrogantly and unreasonably, and let the other party leave in a huff, and he deeply feels the fun of bullying?

Why? The local tyrant only thought of the beginning, but did not guess the end.

Originally, in the imagination of the local tyrant, the two sides would argue for a long time, and they could enjoy the fun of playing cat and mouse.

Yes, the diamond-encrusted tyrant who reappeared by the door slapped An Feng upside down, he thought that the other party would argue for a while, and wait to attract the other party's attention...... He also has 6 subordinate two sons, as long as the other party is slightly distracted, then the local tyrant does not have to reason with the other party - there is no need to reason with the dead.

An Feng fired, the diamond-encrusted tyrant's shout did not stop An Feng, but this shout made his son jump, his son just threw the pistol away, the pistol had not fallen to the ground, and the bullet from An Feng's gun had already passed through the tyrant's robe and hit the child's thigh.

The child who was shot fell to the ground, holding his legs and screaming, the diamond-encrusted tyrant standing at the door moved slightly, ready to see his child, and saw An Feng's muzzle turned, and a moving packer was knocked down by this shot, and then An Feng's muzzle turned around, as if he had the intention of shooting at the tyrant, so the diamond-encrusted tyrant was so frightened that his body immediately froze, he raised his hands and shouted motionlessly: "Don't shoot!" ”

An Feng shook the muzzle of his gun, pointing to the traces left by the pack team at the door just now, he didn't say a word, but the packmen immediately understood what he meant, decisively raised their hands high, walked to the corner against the wall, facing the wall, with their feet apart, arms raised high, palms against the wall, a standard Arabic surrender posture.

An Feng waved the muzzle of his gun at the local tyrant, the diamond-encrusted local tyrant stared at him in surprise, seeking confirmation, An Feng nodded affirmatively at the other party, so the local tyrant reluctantly, slowly walked to the corner...... Next, under the pressure of An Feng's gun, the woman in the house took her daughter and son, dismantled and helped her eldest son, who was shot in the leg, to the corner...... The treatment with people and children is slightly better, they can squat down without standing in the corner and holding on to the wall with their hands.

Next, An Feng calmly inserted the gun back into his waist, at this time the men in the courtyard were all facing away from him, their faces were facing the wall, they didn't see An Feng's action, the children and women who could see An Feng's action, blamed An Feng's record and were shocked, and the two packmen lying at An Feng's feet proved that they could only watch An Feng finish drinking milk tea, and then packed up the package and led the donkey out of the small courtyard.

Well, An Feng's actions in the small courtyard did reflect fiercely,

Originally, there were two solutions to this matter, the first was to keep a distance from each other, not to interfere with each other, not to interfere with each other - people who travel on this plateau basically take this way. Everyone carefully pays attention to each other, hiding out of the range of each other's rifles, which can prevent accidental collisions and accidental injuries.

And the second way is that An Feng took a step back and directly served the first pot of soup to please the diamond-encrusted tyrant - this way of survival is also the normal life of the people in this area, they are used to unfairness, hierarchies, and currying favor with powerful people.

That's right, An Feng did deliberately amplify the conflict – because he wanted to create Stockholm Syndrome.

This brainwashing method originated in Soviet Russia, one of which is an important technique. The first is hatred education: tell the brainwashers that everyone outside the world is hateful, and only we are great; And the second technique is crisis education and doom education. The 7 o'clock show uses the same technique every day, telling all viewers that disasters and ugliness are all over the world, and only we are the warmest here.

Now, behind the pursuers, the shadow of death looms as far as the eye can see. And this world, the world that An Feng presented to Lisa, is indeed sinister, and there is a bloody conflict and a conflict of death at every turn. As a result, Lisa must rely on An Feng's protection to be safe and warm.

In this way, if someone says that An Feng will not be in the future, Lisa will feel that the whole world has collapsed, and her feelings have been greatly bruised, and her emotions have been greatly insulted. She glared at the person who woke her up from her dream, and even wanted to bite off a piece of flesh from the other person.

In this way, Stockholm syndrome develops, and Lisa will walk with An Feng with all her heart, and she will never repent when she goes to the dark.

The world is really evil, not long after An Feng and the others walked out of the dormitory, the pursuit team behind followed, and they rushed into the courtyard of the dormitory, and soon, gunshots rang out in the courtyard. The sound of the shot spread far away in the empty grassland, and Lisa, who was walking 20 miles ahead, heard it clearly, she turned her face to look at the place where she came, and asked curiously, "Who will win?" ”

In this wasteland, two caravans will not deliberately approach each other, unless one of them has the intent to rob. The team chasing An Feng rushed headlong into the courtyard, and it must have bad intentions, and now the only question is: Did the villain team win? The same technique tells all viewers that disasters around the world are constantly ugly, and only we are the warmest here.

Now, behind the pursuers, the shadow of death looms as far as the eye can see. And this world, the world that An Feng presented to Lisa, is indeed sinister, and there is a bloody conflict and a conflict of death at every turn. As a result, Lisa must rely on An Feng's protection to be safe and warm.

In this way, if someone says that An Feng will not be in the future, Lisa will feel that the whole world has collapsed, and her feelings have been greatly bruised, and her emotions have been greatly insulted. She glared at the person who woke her up from her dream, and even wanted to bite off a piece of flesh from the other person.

In this way, Stockholm syndrome develops, and Lisa will walk with An Feng with all her heart, and she will never repent when she goes to the dark.

The world is really evil, not long after An Feng and the others walked out of the dormitory, the pursuit team behind followed, and they rushed into the courtyard of the dormitory, and soon, gunshots rang out in the courtyard. The sound of the shot spread far away in the empty grassland, and Lisa, who was walking 20 miles ahead, heard it clearly, she turned her face to look at the place where she came, and asked curiously, "Who will win?" ”

In this wasteland, two caravans will not deliberately approach each other, unless one of them has the intent to rob. The team chasing An Feng rushed headlong into the courtyard, and it must have bad intentions, and now the only question is: Did the villain team win?