C128 Crowd Defense

"Patrol, a big road with four people, a small road that leads to two people in the mountains"

Xiao Qiang Bing began to make arrangements.

If this method was placed in the country. . . That would mean that he would not be able to reach the same level before the liberation training.

It was nothing more than asking these people to stand guard all day long. If someone were to launch a sneak attack and make a decision based on the situation, a few bandits would be able to take them down.

If there were a lot of people, there would be various ways to warn them.

Adolf, on the other hand, rushed to deal with the situation with the mobile soldiers.

Of course, they couldn't just send all of them out. There had to be a sufficient number of people left.

These were just regular ways to get rid of them, so he couldn't tell if they were good or bad.

Speaking of warning methods, Xiao Qiangbing looked at his pocket. There was a cell phone in it. He knew that this place had a cell phone signal. If he were to make a phone call, he would even go to the peak of a mountain in the southeast to search for a signal.

"Regarding the alarm, let's do it this way. When ten of the bandit soldiers arrive, you will release green balloons. If there are more than twenty of them, it will be yellow balloons. If there are more than thirty of them, they will immediately turn red. . . "

He continued to make arrangements. He saw a skinny old man who coughed a few times and waved his hand and shouted anxiously:

"I say, sir, we don't have any balloons. Those things are sold in Crown Prince City. No, I'll cook with your fat chef here.

I'm suitable for this. "

As this old man spoke, his pair of dry eyes rolled around. He greedily looked at the things saved on the metal plate and couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.

Xiao Qianbing really did not think of this problem. There were balloons that were sold everywhere in the country. However, after walking around, he really did not see any balloons that were sold. Even if there were, it would be worth a few dollars per balloon.

If that was the case, before he even started his work, a large sum of money would be lost.

The key was that they did not have any money now.

These people were just fretting when a fat old man wearing glasses pulled the few of them away and walked in front of the thin old man. He pushed the old man and staggered.

"Harris, you greedy old thing. Last time at my house, I put a stack of cash in front of my house. I walked around the door a few times, but I didn't find it. You are dozens of meters away. You saw it with one look, yet you didn't tell me. Ah. . . "

The fat old man became anxious. He waved his arms and legs and started to criticize this Harris.

Harrich's face twitched and he swallowed hard. The greed in his heart immediately suppressed his face. He shouted in an old voice:

"Your eyes are not good? Please, God is looking at your hateful face. Why are you pretending to ask for money? You, you look at it from the window. My wife spent the whole night, and then she went around saying that I was doing that thing with my wife, and then she disappeared. . . "

There was not much meat on his cheeks, and he was so angry that he was trembling.

When they talked about the topic of husband and wife, the scene suddenly became lively.

The chattering immediately caused the atmosphere to turn cold.

Fatty Liu became anxious. He held the rubber stick in his hand and stomped his feet angrily. He muttered to himself that he wanted to teach these uncultured villagers a lesson.

"Stop right there. You're the only one who can do it. You can do the work of these people. Move aside. "

Xiao Qiang Bing glanced at him and did not give him any face at all.

"What? What? As Fatty spoke, he immediately thought of something. A thought flashed through his mind:

"Yeah, there's no one else to use. Isn't it fine for these guys to practice with sticks? "

Harrich's wife was only in her twenties and had just gotten engaged to someone. Her fiancé never came back from the battlefield. Old Harrich was in his fifties, and there were palm trees all around the house. Those things were naturally great tonics, which made his organs bigger.

The secret of his house, the entire men in Silver Fox Town, were curious. Now that Fatty Montelli had taken it out to make fun of him and revealed it, these people became excited and started to discuss it.

Some people said that Harrich was looking for animal meat to refine botanical oil everywhere. Some said that he had found quite a few flowers and plants. What was he going to do together with them?

These words reminded Montelli. After a wretched laugh, he mocked:

"I really remember now, I remember now. You, you were down there. At the last moment, you were crazy. You stood behind me. Just. . . Just like that, pushing the cart like that. . . "

When news of Harrich's private matter was exposed, he immediately became angry. He took out a dagger and aimed it at him.

"Ma Liheng, you owe me ten yuan for gambling. It's time to pay it back. You used to be like a mouse. When I saw you, you disappeared immediately. Today. . . " Near the door, a middle-aged man saw his enemy, Ma Liheng, and began to collect his debt.

The gambling in this place was also a small gamble. Besides, when it came to the casino, if there were no words to pay back the debt, then Ma Liheng would naturally not accept it. He put on a fierce front, but at the same time, he put on a brave front and shouted:

"Damn it, are you blind? You, you, you are cheating. "

When these two parties quarreled, it was inevitable that there would be people who would side with each other, causing the residents on both sides of Central Street to start fighting again.

They were in a mess. At first, Adolf had his hands behind his back as he tried to persuade Xiao Qiangbing. Later, he got so angry that he went up to Xiao Qiangbing and complained angrily, "Brother, how, how long are they going to keep fighting?

If this continues, I'll have to detain them, or else. . . "

"Otherwise my ass, how good would that be, haha. . . " Xiao Qiangbing squinted his eyes and kept observing the situation. When he heard Adolf's words, he was actually very happy.

"All of you stop!" Fatty Liu took a crab stride and strode into the crowd. A thin man blocked the recording and asked him to push him with an elbow. He raised his hand with his claws and angrily shouted:

"Listen to me, who's talking nonsense? I f * cking smashed a metal plate. I'm calling you guys. What the f * ck do you want to eat?"

These people didn't stop talking. When they said that they were going to smash a metal plate, they suddenly hurt these guys' ribs. They had put down all their work at home (actually, they did not have much to do). They had come to train and fight the bandit soldiers. Wasn't it just to make a living?

The scene slowly quieted down. Xiao Qiangbing began to arrange people:

A few people in a group, together with Lu Dong and Lu Xi's line, they were in charge of hiding and standing guard at the major intersection.

"Sigh, sigh, what's the situation? Qiang Zi, Is there something wrong with this?" Fatty Liu was confused. He was wondering if he could bring along those who were not on good terms with him. Would they be able to do it?

Xiao Qiangbing did not have time to explain to him. Instead, the old Taoist priest glared at him angrily and said in an enigmatic and mocking manner:

"This is called mutual supervision. Do you understand? If there is a spy, someone will immediately report it. "

"Who hates you the most? Of course it's your opponent. The tactic of a strong soldier is brilliant, but. . . " Fang Yitong had also understood the mystery behind it. Just as she was wondering what else he could do, she heard Xiao Qiangbing speak again.

"Little Daoist, go and find a few families that have been bullied by bandits. Those whose families have been killed, bring them to the north and south of Zhennan Town. "

"Powerful soldiers. That's great. You're really different from the others. You're too smart. "

Fang Yitong looked at him in admiration. It seemed like this fellow could easily pull out his best trump card.

After making all these arrangements, Fatty Montelli could not wait any longer. He looked longingly at the iron plate in the distance. He raised his long arm and started to complain.

"What about me? What about me? What am I doing? "