The shopkeeper called a few stout men and asked them to carry the goods to the square.

These goods are all drinking water and some small snacks to satisfy hunger, and as for the food for three meals, the troops stationed in the local area have designated units for procurement, and when the time comes, they can directly send people to purchase them.

He had already arranged these in advance when he issued the order, and he could pay the bill when the search was over.

The porters moved quickly, and after ten minutes, a corner of the square was filled with boxes of mineral water like a hill. Next to the mineral water, there are also two or three hundred boxes of ham sausages, bread and other foods.

Meng Lang looked at everything in front of him and nodded with satisfaction, he returned to the store again, planning to buy some other things.

As I was choosing, suddenly there was a sharp roar of motorcycles outside the store, the sound was very harsh, and the one that could make this kind of screeching sound was usually modified from the exhaust pipe, which is commonly known as a "cannon barrel".

On the street, there are often some yellow-haired boys who ride this kind of motorcycle with a "cannon barrel", which is noisy and disturbs the people.

Sure enough, after a while, I saw several little ruffians with colorful hair walking in step by step.

The leader was a tall, thin yellow-haired boy with a few studs on his ears, a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and he shouted it as soon as he entered the door.

"Where's the boss? Where did the death go? ”

The girl in the store who was sorting out the shelves hurriedly walked up when she heard this, and asked timidly, "What do you want to buy?" ”

The yellow-haired boy's eyes lit up when he saw it, he didn't answer, but looked up and down with a pair of triangular eyes, looking at the girl's body with squints.

His eyes stayed on the girl's full NB for a while, looking like a hungry ghost in his color, and the sound of him swallowing saliva was heard clearly by Meng Lang not far away.

The girl was frightened by the other party's obscene gaze, and she suddenly took a small step back.

"Third brother, this chick looks very punctual!"

"Tsk, it's much cooler than the girl in the bar last night."

The little ruffians who followed behind began to talk as if no one was around.

Some of these explicit, obscene and obscene words made Meng Lang frown!

Where has the shop girl experienced this kind of scene, she had just graduated from college and had not yet found a job, so she came to her father's shop to help, but she didn't expect to meet a few thugs just a few days after she arrived.

The girl was trembling by the foul words of these little ruffians, but she didn't dare to speak angrily, she just bit her lower lip, tears rolling in her eyes.

When a few little ruffians saw this pitiful scene, they became even more excited!

"Haha, third brother, you see this chick is going to cry."

", look at the way she cries, I'm going to change the stone, it's really exciting!"

Meng Lang's brows furrowed even more at this time, he didn't hesitate, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with these little ruffians, he stepped forward one by one, flew up a few times in a row, and kicked these little gangsters out of the store one by one.

Only a few consecutive sounds of "bang, bang, bang, bang" were heard, and before several thugs could react, they were kicked to the ground.

The shopgirl's eyes widened, and she looked at the scene in front of her in amazement.

"Oops!"

"Who kicked Lao Tzu?"

After a long while, several thugs struggled to get up and looked around, until they saw Meng Lang standing in the position they had just stood up, and several thugs reacted.

The tall and thin yellow haired man known as the third brother grinned and rubbed the back of his head, staring at Meng Lang with a pair of triangular eyes, he took out a folding knife from the trouser pocket behind his buttocks, and after throwing a knife flower in his hand, he said in a sinister manner: "Boy, you are looking for death!" ”

"Brothers, copy the guy, abolish him for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little ruffians behind him immediately ran back to the motorcycle in a noisy and wanted to get their weapons.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar of huge machines in the sky, followed by a row of helicopters roaring towards them, all of which were lined up in a neat formation.

The first was a black-painted helicopter, like a soaring eagle in the sunlight, with two black cannons sticking out from under the cockpit, and the muzzles of the guns flashed with metallic light, which made people shudder!

Behind this black helicopter are six camouflage-colored twin-propeller heavy transport helicopters.

Obviously, this is a helicopter gunship formation, and at this time, if people with good eyesight can still see the words of the Huaxia Air Force sprayed on the fuselage!

Soon, the helicopter formation came to the sky above the square, the huge roar was shocking, and the hurricane swept by the spiral wings blew the flowers and trees planted around the square to the left and right frantically.

The passers-by near the square were attracted by this scene, and they all stopped and looked up, and Huang Mao and those little ruffians were also stunned on the spot at this time, a few people You look at me and I look at you, and I am at a loss!

Immediately after that, the helicopter formation hovered in the air for a while, and then stopped on the square one after another.

The door of the black helicopter in the first place opened, and a team of heavily armed special forces teams quickly came out of it, holding assault bns, wearing steel helmets and oil paint on their faces!

One of the tall special forces who seemed to be the leader of the team glanced around, and finally saw Meng Lang who was standing at the door of the store and waving, and then he made a tactical gesture and led the team all the way over.

Soon before coming to the food wholesale store, the other party first glanced at Meng Lang up and down, and after confirming his identity, he snapped his legs together, saluted and said loudly: "Lieutenant Colonel Meng, the Ninth Assault Team of the Sword Squadron is here to report, please instruct!" ”

The squad leader had already read Meng Lang's basic information before receiving the order to set off, so he recognized the young officer at a glance.

Meng Lang returned a military salute and asked, "Are everything ready?" ”

"Report, 200 tents and various cooking utensils and other items, all on transport plane 2103."

"Then let's load the water onto the plane and let's go straight away." Meng Lang nodded and continued to instruct, "Also, you ask the driver to remember the location of this shop, so that he can come here every day to pick up drinking water in the future!" ”

"Yes!"

After the team leader finished speaking, he turned around and whispered to a member of the team behind him.

"Military officer?!" Huang Mao, who was known as the third brother, suddenly softened when he saw this scene, and the folding knife in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.

When the team leader trotted over from the square, he had already spotted these thugs with watermelon knives and baseball bats, but at that time, these people were pestle here like a piece of wood, and they didn't make any moves, so he ignored them.

The team leader cast an inquiring look at Meng Lang, Meng Lang was expressionless, and ordered, "You let two people send these guys to the police station for molesting women, and you are responsible for this matter!" ”

"Yes! I'll do it right away! ”

The squad leader said yes loudly, but before he could give the order, two clever team members turned around and walked straight for the thugs.

Two of the team members had a look of disgust on their faces, and one of them kicked Huang Mao's body and shouted, "Get up for me!" ”

After a farce, Meng Lang explained a few more words to the girl in the shop, then took out a wad of banknotes, paid the deposit in advance, and then walked towards the square with the girl's grateful gaze. 11