C439 A Battle Between the Real and the Fake

"Pons, do you know who I am?" Xiao Qianbing continued.

Peng Si did not understand him at all. Just as he was about to say something, he immediately denied himself.

"This guy isn't that old, to be able to contact the President and the Minister of Justice's Police Chief for so long, he's already been leading them for half a day, how can it be okay?"

He was just about to trick Xiao Qiangbing when he thought of Kerry and Gabriel in the north.

Many of them were big shots in the military and police circles, and now the assault had already begun. They had never met anyone before. It seemed that they did not want to cooperate anymore. Thus, he looked at Xiao Qiangbing with a face full of question marks.

His gaze was fixed on the card on his chest, which was in a mess. However, he could still clearly tell that he was a member of the team. He answered slowly: "I knew you were from China. . . We, didn't we just get to know each other? Plus, it's only been two times in the shrubbery. "

"Cunning fellow, no wonder you're always dealing with criminals. You've even learned how to be good or bad. "

Xiao Qiangbing thought in his heart and naturally shook his head. He said with utmost confidence: "Peng Si, I had a good relationship with President Hussein in the beginning. He handed the matter over to me. Isn't that right? Later on, he found out that a female secretary of hers came to me.

It's just that I went into the woods a few times. Your country is quite open-minded in all aspects. . . "

Look, this fellow spoke as if he was speaking the truth. He raised his head and looked at Monika in the distance. His eyes lit up and he immediately said obsequiously, "This fellow has a good figure and is full of vitality. In that aspect. . . The two of us. . . "

Peng Si could tell that this fellow stole @. It was fishy. He had been discovered. No wonder the neighbors did not want to recruit him. They had all distanced themselves from him.

Then, Xiao Qiangbing reminded him that he had to draw a clear line between him and himself. For example, he had to yell at Peng Si or something. At least, he had to let Kerry and the others in the north hear him.

If the two of them continued to chat intimately, it would be troublesome. The President would definitely suspect that the two of them were on the same side.

"Warden, didn't you say just now? It has been a few years, and no one has been able to beat up the bandit soldiers. I'm enduring the humiliation. It is now 10: 30 PM. After a while, I promise that this matter will be settled. It has nothing to do with you. "

Xiao Qianbing spread out his hands and spoke in an incomparably heavy tone. He even lightly rubbed his waist and eyes, appearing very tired.

Peng Si had been looking at the men and women in the prison all day. There was nothing that he had never seen before. It was a mess, a strange thing. As long as it was passed down in society, he would be clear of it.

Peng Si started to scold Xiao Qiangbing on the loudspeaker. First, he scolded Xiao Qiangbing for being arrogant, overestimating himself, and being greedy and arrogant. Then, he scolded Xiao Qiangbing for not talking nonsense and violating the rules. . .

Speaking of breaking the rules, Peng Si immediately stopped. He thought that if he were to talk about the female secretary, it would be like putting a green hat on Hussein's head. If the higher-ups blame him, he would not be able to bear it.

Then say that his leadership is weak and that he has offended no one in the same industry to help him.

In the pine forest, Lake had already hid in the middle of a tall tree and called the bald leader over.

It didn't sound like the shouting outside was fake.

"Baldy, you bastard, did you see it clearly? Who was the one who shouted? He's not from China? " Lake had already seen that the guy had come out of prison, so he asked even though he knew the answer.

The baldy was the fiercest just now, so he immediately told him that the guy had gotten off the pickup truck, Warden.

In order to confirm that it was Peng Si, he called a few bandits over and asked them about it. Finally, he confirmed that the one holding the loudspeaker was Peng Si.

Since yesterday, he had been commanding the counterattack on the big wall and had seen him from afar.

While they were cursing, Yellow Root Pillar and Andy had already used the terrain to fight to the death with the other party.

Andy's side was still alright. Some of them had suffered minor injuries. However, no one retreated. They continued to persist.

The key was that there was no way to retreat in this situation. Once they left this natural ditch, they would be directly exposed to the enemy's shooting range.

On the other hand, the fight at the Yellow Root Pillar was fierce.

The two of them hid behind a shrub that was shaped like a giant umbrella. The shrubbery was big, it was really a good place.

Huang Guzhu caught up to a leopard, but there was no movement at all. No one knew where he came from, and all kinds of shooting poses were terrifying.

After a while, he loaded the bullet and laid on the ground. He raised his hand and shot seven or eight times.

The bandits kept screaming as they fell to the ground. Only then did they realize that the big guy was a demon.

Ah, the Yellow Demon's name had been used a long time ago. However, when they felt it this time, they only felt that it was even more terrifying.

Also, this change in posture was the most fatal. When a person laid on the ground, they would lose 90% of their impact. When they looked up, they were the ones who were hit.

To outsiders, hitting a place like that was far more terrifying than a headshot from OneHeadShotWithoutExplanation. It was much more terrifying. The injured bandit was still alive at the last minute. He was lying on the ground like a dead dog. He kept howling like a dog.

Zhao Xiaoming had been hiding in the shrubs and resting for a few minutes. He was satisfied just by looking through the gaps. For a moment, his curiosity was aroused. He pushed open the branches and came out.

"Old Huang, I can't remember. Really, it's all about results. Luckily, my brain passed the math test. "

He shouted loudly and came over with a low posture.

How would he know that the bandits hated Huang Yuanzhu to the core? Scared to death. Many of them felt their scalps go numb when they saw him. He seemed to have forgotten all the bad things and tricks he had done in the past.

However, when this little fatty came out, under the sunlight, they could vaguely see his trembling fat. The bald bandit was hiding behind the two corpses. Just now, he had thought in his heart that the China people would not kill dead bodies. Now, he was looking for an opportunity.

"Damn it, get rid of it, get rid of it. . . "

He shouted anxiously, but as soon as he thought of the yellow root pillar in his head, the originally ferocious thoughts seemed to have been poured with a basin of water. Instantly, it became much colder. He immediately called out to the three fellows beside him, telling them to get rid of Zhao Xiaoming.

Zhao Xiaoming held a gun in one hand and a shield in the other. He bent down and looked around. He thought to himself, "Are there any fatties among the bandit soldiers? Fatty's heart is generally not good. XX is small. They can't run fast. They are all timid. Hehe. . . "

This super comical beating boy looked towards the pine forest, he did not realize that in front of him, fifty to sixty meters, there were three to four bandits standing up all of a sudden.

Huang's eyes were like searchlights as he patrolled around. He vaguely saw those fellows and estimated the distance. He felt that he was still three to four meters away from Xiaoming. He exerted strength in his legs and took a beautiful step forward. He put down all kinds of equipment and jumped away with a spear and a shield.

A huge shadow swayed in the air and rushed over diagonally.

At this moment, the gun rang!

The bullet hit the shield and other places. The three gunmen suddenly raised their fists and were about to celebrate when they saw the bullet coming from the yellow root stick sticking to the tip of the grass. In unison, the three gunmen were shot in the waist and struggled to fall to the ground.

"Good, good, this guy is finished!" The bald bandit shouted excitedly as he punched the ground.