Xiao Mubai didn't speak anymore, for a madman, he couldn't listen to anything anymore, he only fell into his own fantasies. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Someone once said that it is impossible for you to wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, just like now, it is impossible for Xiao Mubai to stop a madman from continuing to go crazy.

The taxi drove silently, and the mad driver was still babbling nonsense until the taxi turned a corner.

The car door was suddenly opened, and two middle-aged men walked up, the big man got into the car, holding Xiao Mubai on the left and right, and at the same time two pistols against his waist, Xiao Mubai felt a cold touch, and glanced at the crazy driver in front of him expressionlessly.

The taxi restarted, and immediately after, a black hood was taken out and put on Xiao Mubai's head, and then the two began to tie up, holding a rope to tie Xiao Mubai's hands, and then conducting a body search.

Xiao Mubai only brought a suitcase, and nothing else, at this time, the two of them touched the suitcase, and nothing else was touched.

Of course, the suitcase is now empty as well, and they can't find anything.

"His suitcase was empty and he didn't have anything on him."

Sure enough, they didn't find anything, and the two of them looked at each other before they said to the crazy driver in front.

The madman driver looked at him suspiciously, he didn't believe that a Chinese would have nothing on him, and his suitcase was empty and there was nothing, he wanted to ask this Chinese, but this Chinese was wearing a black hood, and he didn't bother to speak.

The taxi continued to start, and the taxi turned around and around, I don't know how many turns, and finally stopped.

Xiao Mubai heard a piercing sound of pulling the roller shutter, and the taxi drove in and the door was closed again, knowing that he was entering a closed warehouse, and obviously the destination was here.

"Alright, lad, it's time for you to come down."

Xiao Mubai was noncommittal, and was pulled out of the car by the two, but this was not the end, and it never stopped.

The feet are relatively flat, it should be a concrete floor, and there is some residual water, and you can feel the touch of liquid on your feet. Even if you are wearing a black hood and can feel the light, you should be indoors.

I walked for about half an hour before stopping.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Mubai was tied up, his hands and feet were tied to a chair, and he couldn't move, and then the hood was still not opened.

Xiao Mubai's ears were very sensitive, and he heard another sound, a slight sobbing, which was obviously far away.

Intuition told Xiao Mubai that this was the place where these people concentrated on the meat tickets, and the fifteen people were obviously here, this was the lair of these madmen.

Xiao Mubai heard a sound of footsteps, and then there was the sound of someone talking, it was the driver maniac just now, and there was another person.

It is not clear what language they speak, not any of the languages known, it should be Serbian or something, or Montenegrin.

Xiao Mubai could feel some kind of gaze, that kind of gaze was looking at him, obviously the two of them were talking about him.

Then, there was another sound of footsteps, from far and near, and the target was Xiao Mubai who was tied here. The hood was taken off, and the dazzling light pierced over, and Xiao Mubai slowly opened his eyes to see clearly.

A bearded man in front of him was holding a mobile phone and was taking pictures of Xiao Mubai's face, and after a burst of light, Xiao Mubai saw clearly in front of him.

It's ridiculous, Xiao Mubai can see the mobile phone in front of him clearly, what kind of P is made by domestic Huawei, that person has already finished taking pictures and is staring at him.

The person in front of him was wearing camouflage, there are many kinds of camouflage, but this kind Xiao Mubai has never seen, maybe it will be the military uniform of the Croatian government army, or it may be the Montenegrin rebel army.

He had a smiling smile on his face, a little older, but a little younger than the madman driver.

"Young man, what are you doing in Croatia?" Suddenly, the guy who was supposed to be the leader spoke, and instead of Croatian or Mandarin, he spoke English.

Xiao Mubai stared at him, didn't look at the other people, didn't look at the side, just stared at him with blazing eyes, and then spoke in a cold voice.

"I'm not Chinese, I'm not a Croat, I'm French, a Frenchman, if you dare to touch me, you'll die."

Xiao Mubai was very arrogant, but this guy was still smiling, and he didn't seem to feel anything. Xiao Mubai's words were said in French, he shouldn't have understood them, but Xiao Mubai didn't think to explain.

"It's okay to be French, as long as you're Chinese."

Xiao Mubai stared at him closely, looking at him without a trace of fluctuation in his eyes, he knew that he was not lying, he was not a coward, and he was not troubled by his French identity.

Suddenly, when he spit out this French sentence in his mouth, Xiao Mubai was stunned for a moment, and then when he reacted, the guy in front of him had already left again.

Xiao Mubai only had time to look at the side, and was taken aback at this look, and the heart he had put down just now suddenly came back, shocking.

Someone died in front of him, not far away, a Chinese.

……

(To be continued.) )