Chapter 662: Writing on the Wall
After smoking a cigar, Bissell dropped the butt of his cigarette, then took another one out of his mouth and said, "Come in with me." ”
With that, Bisher took the lead and walked towards the tattered ruins.
A group of people followed in fear.
Bissell said as he walked, "Qiang, do you have any thoughts on this matter?" ”
Qiang Dongsong nodded and said respectfully: "Instructor, according to my analysis, it is very likely that one or two people did this matter, and it is absolutely impossible for a large number of troops." According to the wounded fighters, they were definitely attacked by only a small group of enemies. ”
Wang Zheng was standing outside the window in the night and fired the gun so quickly that many enemies mistakenly thought that several people were firing at them at the same time.
Bisher didn't nod or shake his head, but was silent for a while, and said, "Qiang, you close your eyes now, think about it carefully, and then answer me, from our point of view, what kind of questions does this matter expose?" ”
"There are a lot of questions, but I think they have something to do with Palermo, the instructor in charge."
Bi Sier asked Qiang Dongsong to close his eyes, and he didn't dare to open them, but when he heard Bi Sir say this, Qiang Dongsong simply took the opportunity to push the responsibility on Palermo.
"Go ahead and listen."
"This has a lot to do with the poor supervision of the instructors in Palermo, this explosion was caused by the detonation of explosives in the ammunition depot caused by an oil leak at the gas station, and if you take care of it, you can completely prevent the enemy from infiltrating it. The distance between the ammunition depot and the gas station is only fifty meters, which should not be done in this way, so I think that despite the strength of the enemy, the main responsibility lies with the Palermo instructors. ”
After Qiang Dongsong finished speaking, Bi Sier didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't dare to open his eyes, his heart was beating faster and faster.
In fact, when this happened, Qiang Dongsong should be more angry than Bisher, after all, three tons of gold is his own achievement, and now he has been blown up by high explosives, which is obviously killing him!
Since he took over Asian affairs, he has been making unfavorable progress, and now he finally got back more than a billion dollars worth of gold, but it was blown up like this, how can he not be angry?
Bi Sier didn't speak, and the others didn't even dare to come out, and the scene was terrifyingly quiet.
At this time, Qiang Dongsong heard a soft sound of "pop"!
That's the sound of a lighter!
Bissell lit another cigarette!
The Bissell instructor, who was known for his bloody perversion, took a deep puff of the precious Cuban cigar, then walked up to Qiangdongsong, gently exhaled the smoke, and spit out all the smoke on Qiangdongsong's face!
This is already a great insulting action, but Qiang Dongsong can't do anything! Although he was angry in his heart and extremely dissatisfied with Bisher, he could not say anything or do anything!
"Strong, you can open your eyes now."
Bi Sier dodged to the side, and at this time Qiang Dongsong saw the words on the wall!
Yes, there are words on the wall!
When Qiang Dongsong saw clearly what was written on the wall, an uncontrollable anger suddenly appeared on his face!
"Instructor, this is slander, this is slander! Which bastard did this, I'm going to make him worse than dead! "Qiang Dongsong is really angry!
These words on the wall have easily and completely ignited Qiang Dongsong's anger!
"Instructor, don't believe it, this is splashing dirty water, this must be splashing dirty water!"
Qiang Dongsong is really worried, if Bi Sier believes the words on the wall and doubts himself, then he will definitely not end well!
Bissell smoked his cigar and smiled slightly, and there was obvious coldness in his smile.
Qiang Dongsong saw that the former did not express his position, and he was very anxious: "Instructor, you must not believe it, this is to divide us!" ”
"Read it out." Bissell tapped his chin to the writing on the wall and said.
"What?" Qiang Dongsong couldn't believe Bisher's words.
"I mean, read out the Chinese script on the wall and read it to everyone." Bisher said with some unpleasantness: "And be louder. ”
"This ......" Qiang Dongsong hesitated, because he really didn't expect Bi Sier to say this!
"To read, or not to read?" Bissell said slowly.
"I read."
A trace of hatred flashed in Qiang Dongsong's eyes, then he gritted his teeth and whispered: "Qiang Dongsong is a fucking bastard!" Dare to offend Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will let you fuck as a grandson! ”
After saying this, Qiang Dongsong felt that his cheeks were feverish, and the hatred in his heart was infinite, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to get into!
"Louder, I didn't hear it." Bi Sier still said slowly, but the coldness in his voice was more obvious.
Qiang Dongsong's eyes flickered for a moment, and then the goosebumps on the epidermis exploded, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and shouted with all his strength: "Qiang Dongsong is a fucking bastard!" Dare to offend Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will let you fuck as a grandson! ”
Watching a man scold himself like this, the scene is really funny.
"Strong, do you have anything to say about this?"
"This is slander, blatant slander! It's all pouring dirty water on me! Qiang Dongsong's eyes looked straight ahead, his body stood straight, at least for now, he couldn't show a trace of his lack of confidence.
"Splashing dirty water, well, the analysis makes a lot of sense." Bissell took a deep puff of his cigar and then spit it on Johnson's face!
"Fuck Bisher, I'm going to kill you someday!" How could Qiang Dongsong, who has always been higher than the sky and unwilling to be subordinate, endure such an insult, he had already cursed Bisil thousands of times in his heart!
"Qiang, now stretch out your hand, I can't find the ashtray." Bissell said with his fingers between the butt of his cigar.
When Qiang Dongsong heard this, his whole body trembled slightly, and then he stretched out his hand and said, "Okay, instructor, please." ”
"Good."
Bissell held the cigar butt between his two fingers, and then crushed it fiercely against Qiang Dongsong's palm!
Wow......
There was a soft sound, and then a burst of burnt flesh and skin entered everyone's nostrils!
Qiang Dongsong gritted his teeth, and his brows didn't wrinkle for a moment! Only the muscles on the cheeks trembled!
Bi Sier gently picked up the cigarette butt and threw it aside, but Qiang Dongsong's hand was left with a black and burnt hole!
"Does it hurt?" Bisher leaned closer, stared at the sweat on Qiang Dongsong's forehead, and asked with a smile.
In Qiang Dongsong's eyes, Bisher's smile was simply the same as that of a demon!