The gun in front of me is a Glock 17, which is recognizable at a glance.

The highlights can also tell that this gun is the fourth generation of the Glock 17.

There are five generations of Glock 17, the first generation and the second generation are not significantly different, the third generation has a tactical guide on the front end of the sleeve, the fourth generation has begun to add markings on the sleeve, and the fifth generation has canceled the grip finger slot, these are the more obvious external changes of the Glock 17 pistol.

But it's a shame to say that it was the gun on the door of the head, and you can see the words Gen 4 engraved on the sleeve, and the highlight confirmed that this gun is the fourth generation of Glock.

Who would tell what model of pistol they were carrying when they were being held to the head with a gun?

It's the kind of person who is high.

Not to mention being shot in the head, even if he was shot, as long as he was not dead, Gao Guang had to figure out whether he had been hit by a 9mm Paparabellum bullet or a .45ACP round.

As a military fan, as a military fan who has no gun in his hand and a gun in his heart, he can identify what model the gun is, which is the limit of what Gao Guang can do at the moment.

His hands were tied behind his back, his mouth was wrapped with duct tape, and he was forced to kneel on the ground with the highlight of a gun on his head.

At this moment, in addition to regret in Gao Guang's heart, it is fear.

I regret that I really shouldn't have come to Mexico, let alone Tijuana, otherwise he wouldn't have been kidnapped.

The horror was that he was shot and killed by the kidnappers here, and even the body could not be left, and no one even knew that he had been killed.

After forcing Gao Guang to kneel down with a gun, he saw that Gao Guang was very honest and motionless, put away the gun from the bandit he kidnapped, and then looked at the only person sitting in the house: "Boss, we found him in the city, he just got out of the taxi, and then I tied him up." ”

The kidnappers delivered a small bag to the boss, which contained a glossy passport, a cell phone, a plane ticket, and a wallet.

The boss sat on a white plastic chair, with a pair of Air Force One on his feet, jeans on his lower body, a light gray linen suit on his upper body, a light pink shirt inside the suit, his hair was delicately combed, a well-groomed mustache on his mouth, and a strong smell of perfume on his body.

From the outside, the kidnapper's boss is a trend-seeking man, and he doesn't seem to be very vicious.

But there is another person behind the kidnapper boss who looks very fierce, and that should be a bodyguard, and the bodyguard has a submachine gun in his hand and has never put it down.

As if out of faith, Gao Guang couldn't help but identify the submachine gun again, confirming that it was an MP7.

Gao Guang didn't dare to look at the kidnapper boss too much, but the kidnapper's boss looked at Gao Guang carefully, then unzipped the small bag, flipped through it twice, and took out the bright passport from the compartment specially containing documents.

didn't open the passport, just looked at the cover boss began to shake his head, and when he opened the passport and carefully looked at the visa on the passport, the boss immediately threw the passport on the round table with a disgusted face.

"He's a Huaxia person, you idiots have tied me up with a Huaxia person!"

The person who tied Gao Guang looked a little puzzled and said, "What's wrong with the Huaxia people?" ”

"What's wrong? Because if a Chinese person is kidnapped, the Chinese Consulate General in Tijuana will contact the Mexican Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the Mexican Ministry of Foreign Affairs will go to the Tijuana police department, and the police department will find me to ask for someone, in this case, not only will I not get the money, but it will be very troublesome, understand? ”

The kidnapper was still puzzled, and he made a puzzled gesture and said, "But he can't call the police, and he doesn't have a chance to contact the consulate general." ”

The boss picked up the bright passport, turned to the page with the visa, and said: "Look at his visa, he just entered the country from Tiva today, and then there is only one visa on this passport, and it is a tourist visa, usually this means that there is no one in Tijuana who is willing to pay him a ransom, so he can only ask himself and his family for ransom, and then his family will contact the embassy if they are not stupid, very simple logic, do you understand now?" ”

Hearing the boss's words, the kidnapper was silent for a moment, then he pointed to the small bag of highlights, and said, "There is his bank card in it, ask for the password of the bank card, and take out all the money in his card." ”

The boss shrugged his shoulders and said, "This guy is obviously a poor bastard, he won't have much money in his bank card, and it's not worth going to the ATM to withdraw money and causing unnecessary trouble." ”

The kidnapper looked at Gao Guang and said suspiciously: "Is he a poor bastard?" ”

The boss pointed to the highlight and said: "His coat, his T-shirt, his pants, and his shoes, although I don't know the brand, but I know that the material and workmanship are all cheap, and the sum of his whole body will definitely not exceed 100 dollars." ”

After finishing talking about Gao Guang's body, the boss took out Gao Guang's broken mobile phone from the small bag, shook it towards a few people, and said with disdain: "A mobile phone brand I don't know, but don't care what brand, a young man with a broken screen mobile phone will never be rich." ”

Throwing the phone on the table, the boss waved his hand dissatisfied: "You still have to learn how to distinguish rich people, so that you don't kidnap a poor foreign guy who will bring trouble and has little profit." ”

Gao Guang wanted to applaud this discerning boss, because this kidnapper leader said every word to the point, he was a poor bastard, the kind of hostage who would cause a lot of trouble without any gain.

Now Gao Guang has some hope that maybe these kidnappers will let him go because he is too poor.

But the boss said indifferently: "Since he is not worthy of the ransom, it will be very troublesome to let him go, so let's kill him directly." ”

Kill directly?

Gao Guang, who had been afraid to move, suddenly moved, he didn't dare to show the slightest abnormality just now, but now Gao Guang just wanted these kidnappers to know that he could speak Spanish, and then let him say a few words, so that he could save his life by breaking the bank, so he began to struggle, and his mouth began to whimper.

Looking at the highlights, the boss said with a surprised face: "Can you understand Spanish?" ”

Gao Guang nodded repeatedly, proving that he could indeed understand Spanish, and he felt that he could be the one he could talk to, at least to make the kidnappers ask how much oil and water he could squeeze out before deciding whether to kill him.

But these kidnappers are really inhuman, and they have no patience, and they are not interested in listening to Gao Guang's words at all.

The boss waved his hand and said lightly: "If you can speak Spanish, you will have to die even more, kill him." ”

The kidnappers beside Gao Guang immediately pulled out their pistols from their waists and aimed them at his head again.

"What? Do you want to get blood all over here? Strangled him, no, it was better to go outside and deal with him, lest he pee his pants. ”

Hearing the boss's words, Gao Guang fell into complete despair.

The highlight of despair is no longer afraid, and he no longer regrets, and now he is angry.

But the pointless struggle was meaningless, although the highlight at this moment was extremely angry, but also extremely calm, under the rapid operation of his brain, he lowered his head in frustration and despair, and was obediently stood up by the arms of the two kidnappers.

Gao Guang did not struggle or resist, which saved the kidnapper a lot of trouble, so the kidnapper did not drag him out, but just grabbed his arm and walked out of the door.

If you are not dragged by it, you can walk safely by yourself, and when you walk by yourself, you will have roots under your feet, and the power will rise from the ground, and only when you have roots under your feet can you make a difference.

With his head down, he could see the feet of the two kidnappers and tell where the kidnappers were and how far they were.

"Here it is."

One of the kidnappers spoke, and then both kidnappers stopped at the same time and let go of their hands.

couldn't be delayed any longer, and at the moment when the kidnappers stopped, Gao Guang suddenly shortened, with his left foot as the axis, his right leg touching the ground, and swept out with a sweeping leg.

I didn't expect to escape, but even if Gao Guang wanted to die, he had to give the kidnappers a hard time, even if he couldn't kick the kidnappers, he had to make the kidnappers hurt, and even if he didn't kick the kidnappers, he had to make the kidnappers startled.

Martial arts are not practiced in vain, and the martial arts that Gao Guang has practiced since he was a child finally came in handy today.

The kick didn't miss, and the kidnapper next to Gao Guang had already raised the gun, but he was caught off guard by Gao Guang's heavy leg and swept to his ankle, and then fell to the ground to the side.

Jumping up again, a crisp volley kick slammed into the neck of the other kidnapper beside him.

Sweeping the hall leg down is a roundhouse kick, which is a routine that Gao Guang has mastered.

Who said that martial arts routines are useless.

Even if the martial arts routines can't be in the ring, they can't fight in actual combat, and they have been reduced to performance projects, but the highlight of practicing routines since childhood is at least the body's vigorous and agile response, even if they are tied with their hands behind their backs, they can also sweep the hall and catch the roundhouse kick to put the two kidnappers to the ground.

But the highlight with his hands tied behind his back also lost his balance and also fell to the ground.

At this time, I looked at it again, and found that the actual combat performance of the martial arts routine was indeed a little worse, the two kidnappers did fall to the ground, but the kidnappers who were kicked to the ankles just fell to the ground, and the kidnappers who were kicked to the neck did not lose their mobility, not to mention that lying on the ground did not prevent them from shooting.

Gao Guang immediately adjusted his posture and tried to get up, but at this time, the kidnapper who had been knocked down by the sweeping leg raised his gun towards him.

Without thinking about getting up, Gao Guang kicked out hard, but the kidnapper was not within the range of his feet, and he kicked it with all his might.

There was no time for any mental activity, and the moment he kicked the air, Gao Guang knew that he was going to die.

The gun went off, and Gao Guang subconsciously shrank his head, but he was immediately shocked to find that a ball of blood exploded on the head of the kidnapper who raised the gun at him.

The kidnapper's hand landed limply on the ground, and then a boot-clad foot stepped past the highlights.

In Gao Guang's extremely stunned and surprised eyes, a man with a black body and a rifle in his hand flashed in front of his eyes.