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Balma slammed two shots into the tree hole, "You have the ability to come out!" ”

Jin Guoqiang also shouted without showing weakness: "If you have the ability, you can come over!" ”

Balma didn't have the guts after all, and shouted by pulling his neck: "Lao Tzu has a lot of bullets, let's spend it here, see how long you can hide inside!" ”

No more talk in the hollow.

After a stalemate of a while, Balma saw that the sun was about to set, and his mood began to become agitated. Although he had the upper hand for the time being, he was not as easy as he seemed.

This mysterious figure came out of nowhere, and as soon as he made a move, he injured a life on his side, and his skills are definitely not simple. I don't know if there are any of his accomplices in the mountains, the situation will be more complicated after dark, and if this powerful enemy is not dealt with as soon as possible, I am afraid that there will be more trouble.

Balma spoke a few words in dialect to Sharma on the walkie-talkie, pulled his neck and shouted to Jin Guoqiang: "Okay, we have hostages on our hands, if you don't come out, Lao Tzu will kill someone!" ”

"What hostages!" Jin Guoqiang said in a deep voice.

The mustache pushed Zi Yang and Brother Chic, "Let's go, brothers, it's time for you to play!" ”

Zi Yang had no choice but to get up from the grass with Brother Xiao, and the two walked side by side to the open area below, the mustachioed Sharma hid behind the two, and pressed a pistol and a dog-legged scimitar against the backs of the two, "If you dare to move, I will kill you!" ”

Walking dozens of steps away from the tree hole, the mustache ordered the two to stop and stabbed Brother Chic with a pistol: "Call him out!" ”

"Shouting, shouting what?" Brother Chic asked in a panic.

"How do I know what to shout! If he doesn't come out anyway, you'll have to die! The mustache said angrily, put the pistol against the back of the dashing brother's head, and opened the safety with his thumb.

Zi Yang saw that the mustachioed Sherpa didn't seem to be joking, and hurriedly said: "Strong man, keep people under the gun, I have something to say." ”

"Are you in a hurry to get on the road? I have a good impression of you, I'll kill you later. The mustache squinted at Ziyang and said, pointing a gun at Brother Chic with one hand, and the dog-legged scimitar in the other hand was pressed against Ziyang's heart.

"Is it Ziyang?" Jin Guoqiang, who was in the tree hole, heard the conversation outside and asked out loud.

"Ahem, it's me, Captain." Ziyang said embarrassedly.

Jin Guoqiang repeatedly told himself not to leave the village, but they ran out and were caught as hostages, which was not only a matter of shame, but also a loss of life. 【愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】

"How are they?" Jin Guoqiang asked in a low voice.

"They are still in the village, I let the soldiers hide and ambush, tell them, it's not our people to go in, give a shuttle first!" Ziyang began to talk nonsense again.

As soon as Jin Guoqiang heard this, he understood in his heart that Wang Juan and they were safe for the time being, and they were silent again.

"So you know each other?! Is there really someone else hiding in the village? The mustache said in surprise, he was now a little skeptical that the "team of special forces, two snipers, and a machine gun company" that Ziyang said really existed.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, I'll hit me dozens of times, if you don't come out again, Lao Tzu will kill one first!" Fish-eyed Balma roared.

Sharma pointed the gun at the back of the dashing brother's head again.

"One"

"Two"

"Three"

"Four"

……

Every time Balma counted, his dashing legs trembled, and the sweat on his head came out.

"Ziyang, save me...... I don't want to die......" When he counted to seven, Brother Xiao finally collapsed, and pleaded with Ziyang with tears in his eyes.

"Captain......" Zi Yang was also stuck, he didn't know how to speak.

Jin Guoqiang didn't come out, and the dashing brother died.

Jin Guoqiang came out, and Jin Guoqiang died.

These Gurkha mercenaries kill people without blinking, and it is too easy to kill a person in this barren mountain range.

This is really a dilemma, although Brother Xiao hates it, but after all, he is an innocent passerby, Ziyang really can't bear to watch him fall in front of him. But he couldn't ask Jin Guoqiang to come out and send him to death.

"Don't worry, they won't dare to kill him." Jin Guoqiang said calmly in the tree hole.

"What!? You say I don't dare to kill him? Why? The mustache wondered.

"Because his father is Ye Xiaoting." Jin Guoqiang said coldly.

"Who is Ye Xiaoting? I don't know! "The mustache Sharma was a little confused.

"His mother is Zhang Yulan."

"What is Zhang Yulan?" The mustachioed Sharma was a little confused.

"Zhang Yulan is a relative of Professor Zhang!" Jin Guoqiang continued.

Jin Guoqiang believes that these Gurkha mercenaries were sent by Professor Zhang. When he investigated Brother Chic's background before, he had seen his family information, so he knew the name of his family. Jin Guoqiang has reason to believe that some people or someone in Brother Xiao's family has a close relationship with Professor Zhang - at this time, he has to gamble.

"Who is Professor Zhang? Do you have a problem with your brain? What nonsense! The mustachioed Sharma was confused by Jin Guoqiang.

"Don't ramble with him, he's stalling for time!" Fish-eyed Balma roared in the distance.

Sharma raised his gun again and pointed it at Brother Xiaoxiao's head, "You don't know any of these people Lao Tzu, you don't come out again, Lao Tzu really shoots!" Sherpa shouted.

Jin Guoqiang didn't expect that his judgment would be wrong, aren't these Gurkha mercenaries Professor Zhang's people?

Seeing that Brother Chic was about to be splashed with blood on the spot, Zi Yang suddenly shouted: "Big brother! ”

Sharma turned to look at him, "What are you going to do?" ”

"You haven't counted to ten yet!" Zi Yang saw that Sharma's finger had been pulled on the trigger, and hurriedly reminded him.

"Get out!" The mustachioed Sharma glared at Ziyang fiercely.

Balma, the fish-eyed fish, also shouted on the intercom: "Don't talk nonsense with them! Kill one first! ”

"Slow down, my grandfather's name is Wang Yangming." Brother dashing shouted in despair.

Brother Chic is also a smart person, he heard the way from Jin Guoqiang's inexplicable dialogue - there is someone in his family who they are afraid of!

In order to survive, he had to give it a try.

As soon as the chic brother spoke, the forest suddenly fell silent.

After a while, Balma's puzzled voice came from the mustachioed Sharma's walkie-talkie: "What did he just shout?" ”

"He, he said his grandfather's name was Wang Yangming." The gun in the mustache's hand was lowered from the head of the dashing brother, and it seemed that the three words "Wang Yangming" had a huge deterrent effect on him.

"Impossible, the information says that this kid's name is Ye Zhiqiu!" Fish bubble eyes Balma said confusedly.

"That's right, you kid dare to lie to Lao Tzu!!" Sharma kicked him hard in the waist, and the pistol was pressed against his head.

"I, I'm not lying, my godfather is called Wang Yangming, and my name is given to me by him. grandpa he ...... He has six fingers on his left hand! The dashing brother shouted incoherently.

As soon as Brother Chic said this, Sharma was stunned.

Wang Yangming has six fingers on his left hand, which are usually well hidden, and only those who are more familiar with him will know it. It seems that this guy didn't lie, he has a clear relationship with Wang Yang.

"What to do? He knows the boss! Sharma said over the intercom.

There was silence on the intercom for a while, and Balma said slowly, "Then kill the other one." ”

"Hey, hey, brother, don't be kidding, I'm so cooperative with you......" Ziyang couldn't help but panic when he saw the mustachioed Sharma staring at him with a fierce look in his eyes.

"No, you can't kill him, you kill him, I, I'll tell my grandfather - my grandfather won't let you go." Brother Chi also shouted in panic.

"W-What about this?" Sharma said hesitantly. Wave after wave, this killing is too difficult.

"Hmph, I can't take care of it, we are in a special situation now, and the boss will understand." Balma said darkly over the intercom.

Sharma turned off the intercom, looked at Ziyang and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, I actually have a good impression of you." ”

"yes, yes! Big brother, we are so fateful, you just treat me as a fart, let me go. Ziyang pleaded.

"Listen, I'll count to three!" The mustachioed Sharma pointed his gun at Ziyang's head.

"One!"

"Two!"

……

"Good! I'm out! Jin Guoqiang shouted.

He has achieved his goal of stalling for time.

After some stalemate, the sun had set, and only a layer of misty afterglow was left in the forest, and visibility was low. Although it was not the best time, Jin Guoqiang understood that if he didn't come out again, Ziyang's life would be in danger.

Jin Guoqiang threw the captured Beretta M92 pistol and dogleg scimitar into the grass outside, and his own tactical dagger was also thrown.

"Don't shoot, I don't have a weapon on me."

Jin Guoqiang slowly walked out of the tree hole with his hands raised.

Sharma hurriedly hid behind Ziyang, his gun aimed at him.

After a while, four Gurkha mercenaries in camouflage uniforms slowly walked out from all around, one of them was limping, and the white bandage wrapped around his thigh was about to be stained red with blood, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

The four people raised their guns and pointed at Jin Guoqiang as if they were facing a great enemy, and Jin Guoqiang raised his hands high, indicating that he had no weapons on his body.

"Kalit, you go and help the Shah, Bahadur, search him!"

Balma gave orders to the crowd, and it seemed that he was still the head of the group. The little man named Kalit put away his gun, walked over to help Shah, who had been wounded in the thigh, to sit down, and took out hemostatic medicine and bandages from his first aid kit to help him treat his wounds.

Balma walked to Jin Guoqiang and stood a dozen steps in front of him. Motioned for his teammates to go up and search him.

"Okay, if you move, I'll kill you." Balma threatened Jin Guoqiang, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand was aimed at Jin Guoqiang's head.

The mercenary named Bahadur cautiously walked behind Jin Guoqiang's back and touched his armpits, waist, thighs, and calves with both hands.

"Put your hands down!" Bahadur said in stiff Mandarin that he was much shorter than Jin Guoqiang, and could not reach his hand in the air.

Bahadur pinned Jin Guoqiang's hands behind his back and tied his wrists together with plastic restraint straps.

Seeing that Jin Guoqiang had been completely disarmed, Balma put away his gun and walked up to Jin Guoqiang and asked, "Who are you?" What is your name? ”

This person was able to kill Bude Yaya, who had the best kung fu among the brothers, and his skills were not simple, and his marksmanship just now was so accurate, he knew that he was definitely not a human being.

Jin Guoqiang looked at him condescendingly: "Who are you?" ”

These Gurkha mercenaries were all less than 1.7 meters tall, and Jin Guoqiang was half a head taller than them when he stood there.

Balma was stimulated by the disdainful look on his face, annoyed and angry, and slapped him in the face with a powerful backhand: "You are now a prisoner of Lao Tzu, you will answer whatever I ask!" ”

This Balma looks like to slap people, Jin Guoqiang's face was tilted to the side, and he immediately felt a salty taste in his mouth.

"Humph!" Jin Guoqiang sneered and looked directly at him with his eyes.

"It seems that if I don't give you some hardship, you don't know how powerful I am!"

Balma pulled out the dogleg scimitar from his waist, and his eyes showed a fierce light, "Chop off one of your hands first!" "Reading, a better reading experience.