Before he could run to the kitchen, he smelled a pungent smell of gas, Zhang Yan's heart trembled, and he suddenly stopped.

He slowly put the gun in his hand on the ground, and then approached the kitchen briskly with a dagger in hand.

"Old fish?"

"Here it is!"

"What's going on?"

"I can't beat this shit!"

There was the sound of the old fish panting inside, and it seemed that there was a fight, and after making sure that he was safe, he pushed open the kitchen door and rushed in.

In the kitchen, a middle-aged man dressed in a Central Asian-style costume is punching and kicking the old fish, and kitchen knives, cutting boards, and piles of ingredients are scattered on the floor.

"Don't look at it, come and help me!"

"You fight first, I'll rest first, I'm almost tired to death just now."

The two of them were still talking, and the enemy was also anxious when he saw Zhang Yan coming, his fists became faster and more ruthless, and the old fish looked like he couldn't parry, so he was forced to retreat again and again, and slowly retreated towards Zhang Yan's side.

Zhang Yan sat on the board, looking like he didn't care about himself, and the enemy was also a little dazed when he saw it, and he didn't notice that the distance between them was constantly shortening.

Seeing that the old fish was about to retreat to Zhang Yan's side, the old fish suddenly fell down as if his feet were slipping, and the enemy's raised right leg failed to touch his body.

"Right now!"

"Fuck you!"

At the same time as the old fish fell, he suddenly let out a loud roar, and rolled backwards to give up his position, and at the same time, Zhang Yan suddenly rushed to the enemy with a knife in his right hand and a short dash.

While Zhang Yan was cursing, the knife in his right hand had already pierced into the enemy's popliteal fossa (behind the knee), and the knife rotated clockwise, directly strangulating the enemy's meniscus and ligaments, and his entire leg was ruined at once.

"Old fish!"

"Take the knife!"

Zhang Yan didn't pull out the knife at all, but waved his hand back, and the old fish who fell to the ground had already picked up a boning knife and stuffed it into his hand.

The enemy bent down because of the severe pain, grinning and holding his thigh to twitch, Zhang Yan dodged to the left side of the enemy's body, and the narrow boning knife passed through the middle of the second and third ribs in his armpit, directly piercing his heart.

The enemy's eyes widened suddenly, Zhang Yan's hand was exerted again, and the enemy's body convulsed and fell to the ground.

"Turn off the gas!"

"Understood!"

The old fish dragged his tired body to turn off the gas, and at the same time opened the ventilation duct and exhaust fan in the kitchen.

Zhang Yan's feet kicked twice in the enemy's throat and temple, and the still twitching corpse made two crisp sounds, and black blood flowed out of his nostrils.

"Are you so ruthless?"

Zhang Yan glared at him with squinted eyes and said, "If your heart is broken, you may not be able to die, and it will be the two of us who will die if you don't cut the grass and eradicate the roots." ”

Seeing that the old fish was still a little disapproving, Zhang Yan slapped him on the head, "You kid should pay attention in the future, don't leave easily if you don't kill the enemy when you go to the battlefield, and in the end there will be more things to kill." ”

"Okay, okay, you old fritter, as for doing it with me?"

"Sensei nonsense, hurry up and leave, the gas concentration here is too high."

As they spoke, the two of them walked out, and Lao Yu followed behind and asked, "How is the chief?" ”

"Zhao Yang, they look at it, there is no problem."

"That's good."

"I think the chiefs are very calm, they are all a group of old foxes, and they are very good."

"Hey, hey, just say it, don't say it when the meeting gets to the front."

The two of them smiled and walked slowly to the front hall, at which time the armed police and special forces of Pakistan were already starting to clean the hotel floor and check the situation.

After seeing the two people appear, two policemen immediately walked up cautiously with guns.

"We are Chinese, Chinese soldiers, not enemies!"

The two policemen seemed to be able to hear Chinese, and before Lao Yu could translate in English, the two policemen put down their guns.

"Brother!"

The policeman's words were very simple, it is estimated that this is the only one they know Chinese, pointed to the military uniforms on their bodies and said, "Yes, brother!" ”

Zhang Yan and Lao Yu were all happy, "I think we will put a national flag on our arms in the future, so that there will not be such a big trouble." ”

"Zhang, Zhang! My brother! ”

A familiar voice came from not far away, and then Zhang Yan saw Sharif's beard.

"Sharif, you're a little slow."

"I'm sorry, my brother," after hearing Zhang Yan's words, Sharif put away the smile on his face, his eyes were full of guilt, "I'm sorry, my brother, such a big thing happened to you just after you came here today. ”

"Sharif, we're brothers, aren't we? Don't be so polite. ”

Zhang Yan knew that this bearded man was really uncomfortable, so he hurriedly stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"Zhang Yan, the chief is down!"

Zhao Yang's voice came from the staircase, Zhang Yan quickly turned his head to look, and saw Jin Douzi walking down with a group of school officials, each with a pistol, very majestic.

"Hello Chief!"

Zhang Yan suddenly raised his hand in salute, touching the wound on his left shoulder, and suddenly bared his teeth.

"You're hurt?" After Jin Douzi saw his wound, he frowned slightly, "Let's deal with the wound first, we haven't been able to move until we are old, and we will report to me tomorrow." ”

"Yes!"

He suddenly felt that the golden beans were very cute, and at this time he knew how to let him have a good rest.

Sharif knew the identity of Jin Douzi and his party, and when he saw them appear, he first saluted a military salute, and then immediately called out to his comrades and left the hotel with a group of chiefs to rest. It is estimated that the Pakistani army will arrange a new accommodation.

"Zhang, I'll take you to treat the wound."

"Sharif, don't go to the back kitchen, don't bring an open flame in, the gas concentration is very high in it now."

Sharif was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously, picked up the walkie-talkie and chattered, obviously reporting the situation.

"Let's go, the ambulance is outside."

Zhang Yan nodded and followed him out of the hotel, only then did he feel a pain in his back, and his shoulder was even more numb and unconscious.

"Old fish, my back hurts, what's the situation?"

"It's rotten. Like a grenade fragment. ”

"him!"

With a "poof", Zhang Yan suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, he knew that he couldn't suppress the wounds on his body now.

There was a sudden darkness in front of him, Zhang Yan felt the sky spinning, he knew that this was a symptom caused by excessive blood loss, and before he could grit his teeth and push through, his body had already trembled and fell to the ground.

Faintly you could still hear the anxious cries of Lao Yu and Sharif, but he seemed to be too tired to keep his eyes off him, and just wanted to sleep well.