C80 A Meeting Gift

In danger, people tend to feel unusually sensitive.

Fatty Liu immediately understood: he was in danger.

"Fatty, there's a situation. Don't move. My brother, don't move. Let me ask you a few questions. " Xiao Qiangbing said softly.

Fang Yitong and the others saw that he did not look elsewhere and knew that there should not be any danger around. They all turned to look at Fatty Liu.

Xiao Qiangbing observed the soil around Fatty Liu and found that the soil under the car was dry. He squatted down and continued to look. He asked casually, "Da Peng, are you married?"

"Qiangzi, no. We talked about two partners and lived together. Later. . . "

Fatty said while crying. His legs were shaking and his face was covered with sweat.

Xiao Qiangbing squatted beside him and looked at him. His eyes were fixed on his left foot. He asked quietly, "Did you make a lot of money at Helis? Judging from your physique, I can tell you are living a good life. So. . . "

Fatty Liu rushed to confess:

" Well, the restaurant invested more than 300,000 USD, and it only opened for a year. Ping, the credit for the ingredients is 50,000-60,000. We're all brothers. . . "

"That's right. You're not married yet, and you still owe us money. I heard that you still want to buy a big house in your hometown. Now let me tell you, you stepped on a mine. . . " Xiao Qianbing looked at the protruding area under his feet. He was afraid that he would explode from stepping on it. He immediately said anxiously:

"It's fine, leave it to me, it's nothing"

"Marshal, old Taoist. I, I'm hungry. . . "

"Qiang Zi, it's definitely not true. You've done that before, that engineering soldier. . . "

"Miss Fang, turn your head, turn your head, I peed. . . "

This fellow has said so much, who can answer him!

Liang Shuai stood behind him, a few meters away, just like a firecracker during the new year. He had long been frightened out of his wits and his mind went blank.

The old Taoist priest hid behind the car and kept pushing "Wukong" and "Whirlwind behind him. " He did not even dare to speak loudly, afraid that he would blow up the mine if he spoke.

"Type-85 embedded mine. I'm most familiar with it. I used to play with it a lot in the past. Fatty, you just have to hold on. Oh, right. Brother, you might not be able to keep your feet anymore. How is it? "

Xiao Qianbing squatted behind him and used a screw to slowly dig out the metal lump below. He joked about it.

"Oh my god, why did this happen, Guan Yin Bodhisattva? I even offered incense on the 15th day of the New Year. Fatty Liu's mind was filled with random thoughts. When he heard that his feet were no longer safe, a flash of light flashed across his mind. He steeled his heart and said:

"Alright, alright, I. . . "

He wanted to say, "As long as there is still one leg, with my looks, it will not affect me finding a wife. "

How could he not know that Xiao Qiangbing was helping him relieve the pressure.

Seeing that Fatty had taken it seriously, He immediately sat behind Fatty and placed his screw on the floor, comforting him that it was nothing serious:

"Fatty, give me a lightning bolt. With our relationship, we should at least give some compensation. One hundred dollars, how about it?"

As he spoke, he looked at the rectangular metal lump and thought to himself, "Eighty percent new, it must be. . . "

Just as he was thinking, his ears twitched and he heard people coming from the west side of the road.

Indeed, a group of people was walking towards them, chatting and laughing.

"Little Daoist, don't be on guard. Go, stall them for me. See what's going on. Be smart. "

Xiao Qianbing cast a sidelong glance over and discovered that those people were walking unsteadily. They were thick-skinned and had their whiskers around them. They were probably not bandit soldiers. He immediately called Adolf to check on the situation.

Adolf replied from the north side of the car and asked, "Where are Miss Fang and the others?"

"Two of them, I'll stay behind. . . " Xiao Qiangbing said.

Adolf, Liang Shuai, and Fang Yitong walked around the roadside and carefully walked towards the opposite side.

Among the four or five people on the opposite side, there was a black man in the middle who looked like an iron tower. He was wearing a tattered camouflage uniform and holding a dirty machine gun. His white shirt was yellow and his shirt was yellow. He was waving his hand to greet them.

"Hello, you are. . . Oh right, I am the new mayor of Silver Fox Town. My name is Hobson, Barry. Hobson. . . "

Adolf introduced himself. He said that he had just become the director and a few volunteers came over to help.

"Little Director, there are undercurrents in Silver Fox Town and danger is everywhere. It's good that you're here. Do a good job. When the time comes, I'll report to the presidential palace and ask you to leave this world as soon as possible. Haha. . . "

Hobson said in a carefree manner. His palm casually landed on Adolf's shoulder. He did not use much strength and almost pressed him down.

"Mr. Mayor, you, you are too polite. . . " Adolf made small talk in embarrassment and deliberately looked at the gun in Adolf's hand.

"That thing of yours, it's not bad to fight birds, but you look like a child. Haha. . . "Hobson laughed maniacally.

Adolf had not been a police officer for a long time, but because of his meritorious service, he made an exception and promoted a police chief. Niles sent him to this place, so how could he have any experience in being an official?

His face turned green and red when he said that.

"Adolf, you are the chief. Qiangzi. . . "

Fang Yitong stood beside him and crossed her arms over her shoulders. She looked neither servile nor overbearing as she reminded him in a low voice.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Mayor, these are. . . " Adolf introduced them. After he finished his introduction, he looked behind him and lied, "There are two drivers, they have something to do at the last minute. . . "

"Okay, they drove here. There is another vehicle in the town. Okay, this is. . . " Hobson leaned to the side and introduced the people he had brought.

He was a small guy with swollen feet that looked like steamed buns. He looked like a monkey with a sharp mouth and a monkey-like cheeks. He waved his hand and said:

"I'm Foster, the Deputy Director of the Police Department. I'll be Director Adolf's assistant from now on. I have something to ask of you. "

Another tall and thin man with a mole on his face stroked his beard and said coldly:

"Detective Bruce is also from the Police Department. Oh, right. Director Adolf, your friend, could it be that he stepped on a hunting condom, or. . . "

He slowly guessed: "A trap?"

How could this guy be so clear? Adolf's heart sank. He slowly tightened his grip on the gun. He suddenly remembered Xiao Qiangbing's words and pretended to be calm.

"It's just a small matter. None of the people I brought with me was given for free. Don't worry, they'll be done soon. "

The big detective looked up and thought to himself, "Shortie, with just this few of you, you want to work in Silver Fox Town? I wonder how many heads you guys have grown?"

However, he said mercilessly:

" Adolf, since you're here as the director, you should be honest. It's a mine, right? This place is war-stricken all year round. There are no more. There must be thousands of gangsters. The police department dug out two bags yesterday. Sigh, sigh, under your feet. . . "

As soon as he said that. . . Fang Yitong and the rest took a few steps back. They looked around and their faces turned sallow.