There is a way that people are about to die, and their words are good, Ah Liang knows that he is likely to be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger when he goes to get paid, but he just can't swallow this breath, and he always feels that he shouldn't let the bad guys live so comfortably.

If it weren't for the persecution of Ah Jing's gang, the seven brothers would have opened a small factory in Jinmen Port, even if they wouldn't be rich and expensive, and they wouldn't be able to run rampant, there would not have been only two left, and the other five would all have died in vain.

"Don't worry, if I can't wait for you, it won't take so long, as long as the ship goes to sea, I will immediately use the radio to send out all the things they have forced us to do all these years. There is no monolith in the upper echelons of the alliance, and if these things are known to everyone, they don't have to wait for me to go, just wait for someone to trouble them. ”

Jiang Songting didn't persuade Ah Liang not to take risks, the two of them have been together for so many years, and they not only trust each other but also fully understand each other, and they know who has a clear temper. If he desperately prevents him from going, even if he survives, Ah Liang will complain for the rest of his life, and he will be angry to death if he can't keep it.

At first, everything went smoothly, and the group crossed the Sixth Ring Road without hearing any loud noise. Ah Liang did not go to death in vain, he had more than 20 bundles of medicine pipes strapped to his body, and it was basically impossible to capture him alive, and the absence of an explosion meant that he was safe.

"Shh......h Fast, hidden! But not long after turning onto the national highway, Rupert suddenly crouched down, put his face on the road and listened for a while, and then took the lead and ran towards the ruins by the roadside. A few minutes later, three carriages turned out of a small intersection, also in a southerly direction.

"It's the carriage of the Ping An Transportation Company!" Jiang Songting recognized the origin of the carriage at a glance through the flag.

"Did you come to us?" Rupert didn't know what transport companies were or didn't have, he hadn't lived seriously in the safe zone for a few days, and he only cared about friend or foe.

"It doesn't look like it, the car is loaded with goods, and it should be going to the south to deliver goods."

"Why don't you take the big road?" Rupert is still not at ease, if he is running transportation, there is obviously a highway with better road conditions, why not come to the abandoned national highway with uneven areas and various obstacles along the way.

"These transport companies are actually similar to the seafood merchants in Jinmen Port, and often do some smuggling work along the way. If you don't take the highway, you must be carrying something on the car for fear of being found by the checkpoints along the way, but unfortunately you ran into us, and now there are horses to ride! ”

For this question, Jiang Songting didn't even have to think about it, and he had a ready-made answer. He has worked with Zhongyi Transportation Company more than once, and he still knows a little bit about the inside story of this industry.

But this time it's not about cooperation, it's about killing people and overselling goods. No, the goods on the cart are useless, those things are too troublesome and easy to expose, and what he wants is a horse to pull the cart. Whether it's a horse or a mule, it's faster than walking on two roads anyway, and it saves effort, and if you can get to the railroad one minute earlier, you can get out of danger one minute earlier.

"Three coachmen, our two guns are easy to deal with, and none of them can escape!" Rupert was naturally not good at stubble, and he had no opinion on robbing passing vehicles, so he immediately took off the sniper rifle on his back and prepared to find a suitable ambush spot.

"You can't use long guns, it's just over two kilometers from the checkpoint on the highway, and if there is a military patrol nearby, the gunfire will be spotted...... So, pack all the cigarettes and dry food on your body, put on your hood, and come with me only with a pistol! ”

The sound of the sniper rifle was too loud, and Jiang Songting felt unsafe. Although the drivers of the convoy are not good at stubble, they generally do not go too far in the area close to the base.

Just in order to disguise their identities, several of them wore the most common robes and hoods of immigrants from Xinjiang Province, pretending to be homeless people from the self-management area who came out to search for supplies, and used more valuable goods to attract the coachman to stop and talk about the price, and then it was much easier to wait for the opportunity to make a move.

No matter how strong the coachmen were, they had at most a few homemade weapons in their hands, which were not as good as the equipment and skills of Rupert's group of mercenaries. Even if the horse's feet are exposed, as long as they can get close to within twenty or thirty meters, they can solve the problem with a pistol.

It stands to reason that the routine of this design is quite reasonable, and the identity is reasonable, which is enough to attract the drivers to stop and check. But in the end, there was a big mistake in the link that was not dangerous, which directly led to the annihilation of the group. As the saying goes, the big rivers have broken through, but the boat capsized in the gutter.

After seeing four people who looked like immigrants from Xinjiang Province walking on the side of the road, the drivers leaned over without saying hello and took the initiative to ask where they came from, where they were going, what was in the package, and whether they were selling.

But before Jiang Songting could open the package and see the dagger, six more people came out of the bitter cloth on the carriage, each holding an automatic rifle. Among them, there is a person Jiang Songting knows, Manager Hu of Ping An Transportation Company!

When he saw Populus euphratica, Jiang Songting knew that it was going to be bad. But in the face of six automatic rifles, Rupert, no matter how strong and experienced he was, could only kneel on the ground with his hands raised and be tied up by the coachmen with ropes.

He threw his head into the carriage with a cloth bag, walked for more than an hour, and was carried down and walked for about a while, until he finally arrived in this dark space surrounded by black and sparse smells.

From the time the two sides accosted each other to being pointed at a rifle, it took no more than three minutes. Jiang Songting's footsteps into heaven came to an abrupt halt, and he instantly fell into hell, and he didn't even know where hell was.

All he knew was that the last hour or so of the journey was an underground tunnel, which not only had a unique smell but also a rather deep amount of water. It was certainly not a prison of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and he had been in that place, although it was also a basement, but it was not so dark, it didn't smell so big, and there were no underground tunnels and stagnant water.

Hell, it must be hell, when a small candle was lit, Jiang Songting was 100% sure what kind of place this was. Rao is well-informed, ruthless, and kills many people, and at this time, he can't help but feel a chill in his crotch, and a stream of heat gushes out.

He saw ghosts, real ghosts, the ghosts of a man! Even though the face looked a little unfamiliar in the flickering candlelight, the deep scar and the elongated eyes could still be clearly distinguished. If it is fake, it is Hong Tao who was shot twice by Rupert a few hours ago!

If there are really two people in the world who look exactly the same and even have the same scars, the person standing next to Hong Tao ...... No, it's definitely not a human, it's definitely a ghost.

Its body is at most one meter six, and its skin is similar to that of old tree bark, but it has a metallic luster, blue and faint. There is only a black spot the size of a sesame seed in the eye, and I don't know if it is a child's hole, and the rest is all the whites of the eyes, and the material is a bit like a stone, and I can't see the slightest moisture and smoothness.

The most terrible thing is the mouth, which is not so much a mouth as a crack, which opens from the root of the ear on one side to the other, and the teeth inside are black, twisted and uneven, and there is no tongue, and the throat often makes a hissing sound of airflow.

If there were any ghosts in the world, these two would have to be templates. The atheist Jiang Songting didn't even have the mind to pinch his thigh to see if it hurt, and directly decided that he was dead.

At this time, his mind was full of people who were killed by himself, especially the children bought from Jinmen Port, who must have done too many sins in his life, which made the heavens angry and resentful, and as a result, he was hated by Lord Yama, and directly cleared his yang life and threw him into hell to suffer. The two in front of them are here for revenge, and there may be many more behind.