Chapter 7: The World of Strength
Sure enough, it still doesn't work?
Luo Sheng sighed, which contained helplessness and helplessness, to prove his worth, to prove that he could join HI, and persuade the four gringos in front of him to turn back and save people, this is already the limit of what he can do at present, and it is also his only hole card.
Two years of translation experience, coupled with his own research and study of firearms, allowed Luo Sheng to practice a unique skill - error-free hand-drawn firearm exploded diagram.
Draw the parts of the guns with your bare hands again and again, and become familiar with and remember those parts in your mind again and again.
Although this is the first time that Luo Sheng has disassembled and assembled the Glock 17 pistol blindfolded, in Luo Sheng's mind, this process has been repeated countless times, like a written program, engraved in Luo Sheng's mind.
It's just that for the four gringos in front of him, this can only be regarded as pediatrics.
"I took your employment commission."
Just when Luo Sheng thought that there was no hope of rescuing Zou Jing, Albert's words surprised Luo Sheng, and also stunned the razor, prism and blood axe next to him, they never expected Albert to make such a decision.
"Grim Reaper, are you kidding?" Razor looked at Albert in disbelief and questioned: "Blindfolded to take apart a Glock 17 and put it back together, is it worth proving?" When did your requirements become so low? ”
"It's not that I'm less demanding, it's that you have a problem with your eyes."
Albert pointed to Luo Sheng's right hand and said to the razor: "The first time you play with a gun, you can complete the disassembly and reorganization of the gun at that speed, you don't have such a talent!" ”
Razor opened his mouth to refute, but when he saw Luo Sheng's right hand, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.
With the vicious eyes that have been practiced by dealing with guns for a long time, Razor can naturally see that Luo Sheng is a novice who plays with guns, a real rookie.
It's all too rare for a rookie to have such a talent in firearms; What's more, this rookie also has excellent stamina.
Thinking that he was running out of breath in order to chase this rookie, Razor suddenly felt a little aggrieved in his heart.
Maybe from the beginning, the Grim Reaper valued this kid instead of the mercenary money!
……
Dario "Slaughterhouse".
Dario bit half a cigar, staring fiercely at Zou Jing who was tied to the torture rack in front of him, and the tobacco burned and made a "swish" sound; The wounds on Zou Jing's feet had not been treated, they were still dripping with blood, and the soil under his feet was stained dark red.
"You betrayed me!"
Dario pressed the cigar cigarette on Zou Jing's arm and said fiercely: "I pity you, take you in, and let you live, but you actually betrayed me!" ”
The pain caused by the burning of the cigarette butt made Zou Jing speechless, and he could only vent the anger in his heart to Dario through his eyes, as well as the mockery of his words just now.
It wasn't until the cigarette butt on Zou Jing's arm went out that Dario threw away the cigar cigarette.
"Andrei, she's yours now. Before dinner, I don't want to see a whole piece of flesh on her body! ”
Andre clenched his fist "click", and looked at Zou Jing on the torture rack with a playful look; In Andre's eyes, Zou Jing in front of him is like a prey trapped in a trap, and he can decide the life and death of the other party at any time.
"The boss said that he didn't want to see a whole piece of flesh on you, so in the next few hours, I will 'entertain' you well......"
Andre dug at the wound on Zou Jing's arm with his thumb, and the blood ran down Andre's fingers to his elbow.
"Angry with a woman, Andre, are you going to do that now?"
Albert clasped his hands on his chest, looked at Andre who was torturing Zou Jing in front of the torture rack with a playful expression, and mocked: "You are a kind of thing, and the 'Temple of Gods' can cultivate." ”
"Death!!"
Seeing Albert, who had turned back and taunted him, Andre's eyes were almost bursting with fire, and his voice trembled with fear, and his right hand touched the desert eagle in the outer side of his right leg and quickly drew his holster.
"Don't make that stupid decision."
Albert stretched out his right index finger, shook it at Andre, and said: "If it is Poseidon or Hades, maybe you can attract a little of my attention, you are not qualified enough, after all, you don't even have a 'god position'." ”
Andre's eyes flickered alternately between hesitation and struggle, and in the end, he still didn't choose to pull out the holster of the desert eagle, and motioned to the armed men who surrounded him to put down the AK-47 in his hand, "Put the gun down, you are not his opponent, he wants to kill, you all have to die." ”
Throw in the towel!?
Luo Sheng, who was standing next to him, looked at the conversation between Albert and Andre in a daze, and was completely shocked to see Andre choosing to give up resistance between Albert's words.
Luo Sheng had seen Andre's murderous side, and thought that returning to the "slaughterhouse" would be a vicious battle, but he didn't expect it to be such a situation.
Immediately after, Luo Sheng's eyes burst out with indescribable burning.
Strength, great strength!
In the news, Luo Sheng has seen several cases of finding trafficked women but failing to rescue them.
Luo Sheng also thought about what he should do if he found his sister and the rescue process was also blocked?
Before, Luo Sheng didn't have an answer in his heart, but now he has.
If you have a strength as strong as Albert, just a name can make people fearful, so why be afraid of being blocked by rescue?
"Go and bring someone."
Albert pulled out his fighting saber, pulled a knife flower in his hand, and handed the hilt to Luo Sheng.
Luo Sheng took the saber handed by Albert and walked towards Zou Jing, who was tied to the torture rack.
Along the way, Luo Sheng's heart hung in the air, for fear that Dario's subordinates would suddenly give him a shot.
But the armed men with AK-47s didn't move at all, and even Dario, who was standing next to him, just watched himself rescue Zou Jing from the torture rack.
"Man, I took it away, you shouldn't have any opinions, right?"
Albert looked at Dario, as if he was asking for the other party's opinion, but there was no hint of negotiation in his tone.
"Death, I'm curious how much money this kid gave you to get you back to save people?"
Dario glanced at Luo Sheng first, then at Albert.
Before being sent to the cargo ship, Dario searched Luo Sheng's whole body, except for some change, there was nothing of value at all; And for Albert to make a move, the starting price is at least a six-figure dollar.
"A price you can't afford." Albert replied.
"What price I can't afford?" Dario laughed angrily, feeling insulted, "Can this kid be richer than me!?" ”
"It's true that he doesn't have as much money as you, but he can 'print money', understand?"
Albert withdrew the saber from Luo Sheng's hand, took Luo Sheng and Zou Jing, and walked out of Dario's camp unimpeded.
"Scary boy!"
Dario looked at Luo Sheng's slightly thin back, his eyes slightly condensed.
A seedling who can be looked down upon by the "Grim Reaper", Dario really doesn't want to imagine how terrible he will be to grow up.