Grunt~

The leader of the kidnappers, the Adam's apple, rolled uncontrollably, and he thought that he had suffered a gunshot wound to his arm, which was already very serious.

Compared with the injury of the middleman Deepe Roy, it is a small drop and not worth mentioning.

"I will pledge my allegiance to you," the kidnapper leader stammered, "to be your gun, to be your spokesman in northern Niger."

In another situation, Zhang Jing would most likely agree, but the situation he saw in prison was too miserable.

The little girl's father has gone crazy, her mother has died, and the tragic situation behind it is impossible to look at it directly.

The bad mood grew, and Zhang Jing went out with the back collar of the kidnapper leader and came to the open space in the middle of the small camp.

First, the wound on his arm was bandaged and the bleeding was stopped.

This is followed by an injection of epinephrine.

Seeing that Zhang Jing was constantly doing things to himself, the kidnapper leader was already frightened at this time, and asked in a trembling voice, "What are you going to do to me?"

"Guess?"

As he spoke, Zhang Jing took out a small dagger from his waist, which was purchased by Lao Dai Jin and produced by the Night Owl Company.

The surface is matte, only the length of an adult's palm.

The characteristics are naturally hard and sharp.

"Don't do horrible things to me," the leader of the black kidnappers, dressed in yellow trousers and a red shirt, prayed, "I was wrong, I repent to God and let me go!"

"You'd better not move, or you'll die faster."

As he spoke, Zhang Jing used a dagger to gently cut open the stomach of the kidnapper leader, a small wound.

Because the knife was too sharp, the leader of the kidnappers did not feel the pain at first, and began to scream after two or three seconds.

Ignoring the cries of the victims.

Zhang Jing gently reached into the stomach of the kidnapper leader with the palm of his hand, found a intestine, which turned out to be a large intestine, and slowly pulled it out.

Little by little, it was gently pulled, and finally gently hung around the neck of the leader of the kidnappers.

Not to finish, Zhang Jing intimately stitched up the wound on the stomach of the kidnapper leader, leaving only the large intestine outside.

Seeing Zhang Jing's skillful movements, the leader of the kidnappers knew that it was impossible to live, and his whole body trembled, "You should go to hell."

"I have to kneel when I see it," Zhang Jing wiped the blood on the kidnapper leader's body, "The God of Wealth can be accommodating when he comes."

Under the cold moon, Zhang Jing straightened up again.

Take the cash you left behind.

This was followed by a time to clean up the battlefield and gather all the bodies of the militants in the main house, the room where the middleman Deepe Roy died.

Dig out the warheads from their bodies and douse them with gasoline.

There is no rush to ignite.

Go back and collect the remaining shells and warheads, and make sure that the number of warheads is the same as that of the bullet casings, and the number of bullets is the same as that of the shots, and then stop.

After doing all this cleaning work, Zhang Jingcai decided to release the hostages.

Passing through the middle of the camp, passing by the leader of the kidnappers, who had been lying down, now stood up.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhang Jing stopped his steps and asked the dark-skinned man in front of him, who was originally fierce but now had a frightened expression.

"I was wrong," the leader of the kidnappers pleaded, "let me go."

Zhang Jing learned some medical skills in the Ape Kingdom.

But he only learned the surface, and he didn't know how to stuff the intestines back, and reminded, "You wait here for me for a while."

As the words fell, Zhang Jing walked towards the two earthen houses side by side, where the hostages were held.

Pushing open the wooden prison door, Zhang Jing raised his feet and walked in, looked at the men and women by the window, and the father and daughter in the dark corner, and said, "It's safe outside now, you can come out."

The four of them heard screams outside just now, but they didn't dare to go out for fear of being shot.

I can't escape the desert, so I can't move forward.

Zhang Jing looked at the dark corner of the cell and asked, "Do you dare to go outside with your brother?"

"Dare, but I'm going to protect my dad."

For a second, Zhang Jing was sad and reminded, "We need to get out of here as soon as possible, check the vehicle,

Bring food, water, fuel."

Seeing that Zhang Jing didn't seem to be joking, the two Yiduli people took the lead in taking action.

The cell next door.

Zhang Jing broke open the cell door from the outside, and there were four people inside, including two Netars.

Everyone worked together to quickly prepare two dilapidated pickup trucks, search for spare tires and tire changing tools.

At the same time, the camp was looted for food, water, and gasoline.

The little girl and her father also walked out of the cell and went straight to a clearing next to the small camp, dug up a skeleton from under the sand, and wrapped it in clothes.

Half an hour later, a total of nine people, including Zhang Jing, left in two pickup trucks.

The reason why the plane is not used is that it can only seat four people, including the pilot.

At the same time, small camps were engulfed in flames.

The leader of the kidnappers is still alive, but he has more air out and less air in, with a large intestine around his neck and a dead look in his eyes.

...

Two days later, Zhang Jing appeared at Xiangjiang Airport.

With a ten-year-old girl by his side, and Chen Guang, who was not mentally normal because of the loss of his wife.

On the occasion of separation.

Chen Guang, who had changed into clean clothes in Cairo before, suddenly became much more normal, and stopped Zhang Jingdao: "Sir, I am full of gratitude to you;

Can you please take care of me for a while, and I'll go to the bathroom once."

Nodded his head.

With permission, Chen Guang followed the sign in the bathroom and left.

There were a lot of people at the airport, and Chen Zhongguang's background was soon out of sight, but at this time, the little girl named Weiwei suddenly said, "I'm worried about Dad."

Zhang Jing reacted for two or three seconds, and quickly chased after the other party.

Luckily, I found a buddy at the bathroom door who might not be able to think of it.

"Brother Chen," Zhang Jing, who looked into the man's eyes and would not persuade people to live, said, "Do you know me?"

The man surnamed Chen shook his head.

"Someone else sent me to be a nightclub expert," Zhang Jing reminded, "It's definitely not a good idea for you to leave Weiwei to me to take care of."

"You know?"

"I don't know," Zhang Jing patiently advised, "I'm slightly worried about you, she's only ten years old, she doesn't have a mother, she can't live without a father."

Unable to hold back his emotions, Chen Guang's eyes moistened and said, "I can't escape the self-blame in my heart, I can only be relieved by dying, please help me take care of Weiwei."

It is clear that the man imposes the blame for his wife's death on himself.

The point is.

Zhang Jing, who sees a lot of people and sees people accurately, found that it was impossible for him to dissuade the man in front of him from committing suicide to atone for his wife's sin no matter what.

This made Zhang Jing think of Xu Zehong.

Lao Xu refused to take over the Xu family no matter what, and Zhang Jing learned from Ding Jiaqi, circled the earth, and attacked the enemy from behind.

persuaded him to take over the Xu family, sort out the business in the Xu family, and don't touch the human body transaction.

As a result, a crazy old man was created, and many ordinary people were killed, and the big people killed were also a bunch of them.

Now, because of the limited brain capacity, Zhang Jing really can't think of a better way to save people except for the transfer of hatred.

Distressed that the ten-year-old Weiwei no longer had a mother, Zhang Jing decided to fool Chen Guang, who was already dead, to West Africa.