"What do you want to do?"

Wu Chen roared at the guy holding the needle.

'Phew'

A man rushed behind Wu Chen, raised the butt of his gun, and slammed it at Wu Chen's head.

'Poof', Wu Chen fell to the ground, bleeding from the back of his head, and raised his hands to cover his head, but because he was tied up and couldn't stretch, he could only turn over in pain.

"Wu Chen!"

I leaned down and looked anxiously at Wu Chen's wound and reached out to touch his head.

The interpreter also squatted down in a hurry, but was kicked over by another person.

The kick was heavy, and the translator was lying on the ground, convulsing in pain!

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

I turned my head and yelled at the men, but I was answered by a big foot in a platform leather boot.

When I wanted to shoot the gun in the man's hand, four or five men rushed up and punched and kicked me, I didn't even touch the side of the gun, I was beaten to the ground by the group, I could only hold my head and kick the crotch of the guy I pulled down.

Screams and scolding came one after another, and a stern reprimand sounded from the crowd, and these people stopped and glared at us one by one.

Wu Chen was lying on the ground at this time, the corners of his mouth were spitting blood foam, and he had no resistance, and the translator was even more miserable.

I swear, I've grown up so big, I've never been beaten like this, it's the little Yizi of the year, we are also equal, where have I suffered this kind of grievance, I feel like my eyes are going to be on fire at this time, if my eyes can kill a group of people, then I will definitely kill these bastards in an instant.

The one who stopped these bastards from continuing to beat was the guy with the needle in his hand, and he angrily reprimanded the gun-wielding ones one by one, I didn't understand what the reprimands were, but I knew it was reprimanding them by looking at his spitting starry appearance.

These bastards seem to be very afraid of this guy with a needle, and they are honestly trained by him one by one.

Then I heard the boy shout something again, and the guys immediately stepped forward and pinned me to the ground.

"What are you going to do?"

I've been beaten out of strength at this time, and even if I have the strength, I can't do so many stout men!

Before I could finish my words, I felt a pain in my arm, and a stream of cold liquid flowed into my skin.

Damn, these bastards actually gave me an injection, what is in the needle?

My brain was instantly confused, these bastards couldn't be drugs for me, right?

I shudder at the thought of the death-making properties of drugs.

Helplessly, the needle had already penetrated, and in just an instant, I felt that my body was weak in an instant, and the whole person had no strength.

And after these people finished this injection, they all seemed to relax and took a big breath.

There was another murmur of words, and the guy who gave me the shot left with a wicked smile, and the others were gone, leaving only two guys with guns still watching us.

I was lying on the ground and tried to lift my hand, but it was so difficult that I couldn't even lift my fingers.

However, the two translators were the first to recover and staggered to my side: "Ou Shao, are you okay?" ”

I took a deep breath: "Go see him first." ”

The translator crawled to Wu Chen's side again, and Wu Chen would also lie on the ground like mud, and it was a great luck that he didn't die.

I really wanted to get up and see him, even though I don't have anything right now, so it would be nice to have a look!

Wu Chen raised his head with great effort, said something to the translator, and the translator said a few words to him, and then climbed to my side and said, "Master Wu said that he was okay and couldn't die." Ask how you are. ”

I smiled wryly and said, "I can't even lift my hand." ”

I couldn't even lift my hands, so I was left to lie down.

The helpless three people could only lie on the ground, slowly recovering their strength.

I just beg Nobita not to have an accident like us, and I suspect anything can happen in this dangerous country.

After lying on his stomach like this for nearly two hours, Wu Chen slowly got up and sat on the ground, and then dragged me up and leaned against the wall.

The three of us sat side by side against the wall, and the two guys with guns didn't care about us, just stood there, glancing at us from time to time, and then the two of them were babbling in a language I didn't understand.

"Lao Chen, what are the two of them talking about?"

I asked weakly.

The translator's surname is Chen, slightly older than us, but definitely not more than thirty years old, Wu Chen called him that, and I called him that.

"The two of them should have come out of the same place, and they all spoke some hometown dialect, I can only understand the general meaning, they should be talking about a certain time to be mercenaries."

Lao Chen said weakly.

Mercenary? I was surprised that the mercenary who had been in my impression was far away actually appeared in front of me.

I pursed my lips and shouted at the two mercenaries in English, "Hey, smoke, are there any?" Give two! ”

I shouted at the two of them, gesturing to pinch a cigarette.

Lao Chen gave me a strange look, while Wu Chen laughed dryly.

The two mercenaries were interrupted by me and looked back at me in annoyance, and one of them walked over quickly, raised the butt of his rifle and was about to smash me.

The two of us struggled to raise our hands to cover our faces and shouted, "Stop! ”

The butt didn't come down, and the mercenary looked at me mockingly, stepped back, and spat at me.

Nima's, if you don't give it, you won't give it, what are you spitting on me?

After that, we didn't have any communication with those two bastards.

I thought there was an injury, but after a long time, the three of us chatted less, because of dry mouth.

It's too dry, too much bleeding makes our mouth dry, Wu Chen's lips are about to chapp, but his eyes are still sharp, he is supporting himself with his spirit, and he is looking for a way to escape.

"Hey, is there any water?"

I shouted again in English to the two mercenaries.

The mercenaries turned their heads and looked at me again, scolded something, and then ignored me.

I can only scold my mother silently in my heart, because shouting out is also a physical injury.

And so an hour passed, and the only two lighted windows in the warehouse were darkened, and the two mercenaries somehow got two oil lamps to light them.

At this moment, the door of the warehouse opened again!