The simulated NS5 soldiers copied the standard Northeast accent in their mouths, constantly shouting about the previous approach, driving the bandits into a random run like headless flies, not knowing that they had plunged headlong into the enemy's encirclement. The moment they saw the white-clothed soldiers appearing in all directions, the last insistence in their hearts also collapsed.

The old bat was worthy of being a slippery street bastard, and when he saw that there was no way back from the situation, he knelt down and prayed for surrender without hesitation. The brothers named Huazi behind him had already run out of strength, and when they saw that the boss had fallen, they still hesitated for a minute, so they simply threw themselves out of the ground and were only panting.

"A good man spares his life, a good man spares his life!" The old bat knelt on the ground with his hands raised in the air, panting and snorting. He still knows some rules, and he knows that surrender requires raising his hands high. In addition to making it easier for enemies to find your location, it also makes you appear less threatening.

Including the Wang Ba box on his waist, the old bat's group of more than 20 people also had ** guns, but he was stunned and didn't shoot a single bullet. Because he knew that the gang on the other side was not a simple person, let alone an officer or soldier, and if he acted recklessly, he might be directly killed at any time. What's more, even if it was himself, he didn't have the courage to shoot at these hundreds of gun-wielding soldiers, not to mention these minions who were originally poor people and called Hanako.

There are two reasons why the old bat can see that this group of people is not an officer and soldier. One, the team is too elite! Now is the Republic of China, the most chaotic period. Not only is the composition of personnel in society complicated, but even the military is a family of officials and bandits. It is not unreasonable for the older generation to have a saying that "guest troops are like bandits". However, these people have the same makeup, their movements are uniform, and each soldier is cautious and discreet, as if carved out of a mold. The elite part-time job is unimaginable for the old bat. Not to mention that the officers and soldiers within a radius of several hundred miles do not have this quality, even the entire three eastern provinces cannot find such a team.

Second, the equipment is advanced. Judging by the old bat's eyesight, the things used by this group are too exquisite. Not only are the weapons in their hands all shiny, but even the horses under their original crotch are rare good horses. If this team of thousands of people is formed, there is no need to think about it without millions of oceans.

So after thinking it out, the old bat's determination to escape was also dissolved. Anyway, I can't run away, maybe after surrendering, I can do well and blend into such a team?

The bandits collapsed into a heap and did not move. More than a dozen soldiers cautiously approached from all directions, probed slightly, and saw that the other party showed no signs of resistance, so they immediately pounced and cooperated to clasp everyone's hands behind their backs. The first one on his head was covered with a black hood.

The old bat and his minions were honestly manipulated by the soldiers, and were carried to the foot of the mountain by the two sides, and all the way he felt that he had been floating in mid-air, and the two powerful hands on his arms were as steady as Mount Tai, without the slightest sign of exhaustion and trembling.

The old bat was at first a little glad at his wise surrender policy, but after a few minutes he regretted the decision, either because of anything else, but because of his groggy head and his two numb and unconscious arms.

I don't know how long it will be, when the old bat's eyes will see the light of day again. I found myself in a bright Western house. He adjusted to the light with his eyes half-open, and looked around cautiously.

"Old bat, you're still hard to find!"

A voice suddenly came from the front right, with a little flirtatiousness, a little calm, and a little teasing.

The old bat was slightly startled. His hands moved unconsciously. It was his habit of preparing for the darts, but this time he failed, and his arms, which had gradually regained their numbness due to the recirculation of the blood mark, had lost their former dexterity.

"Don't bother!" The footsteps gradually approached, and the calm voice continued: "You can come to me." Is there anything left on the body, so let's honestly take it and don't move, and recover your arms well! ”

With this moment. The old bat's eyes were also accustomed to the light, and he glanced in the direction of the sound, only to see a man standing there on the shiny mahogany floor in front of him, wearing a pair of high-grade snow-white leather shoes.

The man walked forward unhurriedly, and the old bat struggled to raise his head and open his eyes, and finally saw the situation on the other side clearly.

It was a very high-ceilinged and luxuriously decorated lobby, and the windows on the ground were wrapped in a wisp of wood that exuded a bright red sheen, although it was not too carefully carved, but the old bat knew that it was a rare Western-style decoration. There was nothing to say at the door, but the windows were all huge glass that was rare to see, and even the windows he had seen when he had sneaked into the British Embassy before were not as atmospheric as they were in front of him.

There is a large half-recessed fireplace on the front wall of the lobby, and the half-height flame inside is bringing a deep warmth to the lobby. There is a small wine cabinet in the west corner, and a few oddly shaped chairs are scattered outside the small bar. On the south side, there is a wall-to-ceiling bookcase, interspersed horizontally and vertically with a variety of tomes, at least thousands. There are several large sofa suites in the middle, and the long coffee table in the middle occupies almost half of the lobby.

The person in the white leather shoes is also panting in a white suit, and the slightly upright collar and neckline show a hint of flesh color, showing the informality of the other party's character. He wore a white and brown coat on his shoulders, and the free-flowing cuffs on both sides and the bright epaulettes on his clothes gave him a solemn and solemn feeling.

Wang Zheng held his cigar with his hands on his chest, and took Jin Liuniang and Brother Tom, who had changed into white clothes, to look around the old bat in surprise. After a while, he spoke: "You can be hidden, I sent someone to investigate and inquire near the cattle ditch, and I knew your general location on the first day, but I only caught you on the third day, I really have to admire your caution." ”

The old bat was shocked and said secretly: They came to me specifically? Found me after three days? Still slow?

The old bat simply couldn't understand what it was to find a man in the mountains with almost no humanoid creatures for three days, with the help of a satellite surveillance network and tens of thousands of robots carrying thermal imaging display instruments.

The old bat also figured out at this time that his arrest was definitely not accidental, but an order from this young man who was obviously the leader, but what he didn't understand was what he had offended him.

"What about people?"

"What?" The old bat was stunned.

"The person you want to kidnap," Wang Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly spit out a white smoke and said, "After you received Han Laohai's money a few days ago, you got the boss Zhu Chuanwen from Zhu Kaishan's house!" ”

"Huh?" The boss of the old bat's mouth opened for a long time, and said with a smile: "This master, isn't this a thing?" Be! The little one I was obsessed with accepting Han Laohai's money and was going to teach his neighbors a lesson, but I haven't started to act yet. I just received it the night before, and the next day I just got up and didn't wait to tell my subordinates about it. ”

"Huh?" Wang Zheng was also dumbfounded, and the cigar fell directly to the ground. This oolong is troublesome. Is this action a step faster? Before they could tie it up, they brought in the people who were working.

Jin Liuniang covered her mouth vigorously on the side, and her shoulders kept shaking.

Wang Zheng turned his head and glared at Jin Liuniang fiercely, stared at the old bat, and said viciously: "You'd better not lie, otherwise I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!" Behind him, Tom and Jerry laughed fiercely and made threatening gestures together.

The old bat accidentally caught a glimpse of the expressions on Tom's and the other's faces, shivering all over his body, and nodding his head again and again.

Wang Zheng nodded slightly, raised his hand and sighed, and said, "Take him down!" ”

Two soldiers immediately came to the door, picked up the old bat and went out.

The door closed again, Wang Zheng turned back to the sofa behind him depressedly, sat down, patted his head, and laughed at himself: "Careless, careless." After receiving the information, he directly dispatched the troops, without careful consideration at all. Originally, I wanted to play with others, but I didn't expect to make jokes instead! ”

Jin Liuniang smiled a little in the air, and a huge light screen appeared in the middle of the lobby, which clearly displayed a map within a radius of dozens of miles from Yuanbao Town to Fangniugou. She stretched out her hand and pointed to the point marked with the cattle ditch, and the satellite map was immediately zoomed in, showing a bird's-eye view of the entire cattle ditch.

"Sir, don't be in a hurry." Jin Liuniang pointed to the light screen and said with a smile: "Since Han Laohai has already bought the murderer, now it is nothing more than a question of who will do it." We disguised ourselves and directly robbed the boss of the Zhu family, and then sent a post in the name of the old bat. In the end, it's nothing more than a big show! ”

Wang Zheng took a sip of the teacup on the table, calmed down for a while, and nodded: "That's right, this is also a method." Use our people to make a show, and the scene can be a little bigger. Just let the old bat do you a favor at the end! ”

Tom and Jerry, regardless of what the chief was doing, had nothing to do with themselves, and went straight back to the couch to grab the food on the coffee table, one holding a turkey leg and pitting it up.

Wang Zheng looked up at Zhu Chuanwen, who was still working hard in his own field, on the light screen, stretched out his finger and tapped it twice on the coffee table, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "We can also make a line from this person, and with Zhu Chuanwen's character, we may be able to receive unexpected results!" (To be continued......)