C96 The Threat of Death
"Powerful soldier, powerful soldier. . . " Fang Yitong shouted as she continued to slide down. Her body was weightless.
The slope was very steep. The two of them held hands and let go of each other's hands. Then, they rolled down the slope.
Beside the huge rock below, three bandits raised their guns and aimed at each other ferociously.
"These two arrogant fellows, ha. . . " One of the bandits thought as he slowly moved the gun holder. His mind began to fantasize.
The two people in front of him already had no strength to resist. Below them was the valley. If they went down, they would either die or be injured. At this time, he would casually give them a head on blow. How could they still have the strength to block it?
The other guy looked at them and saw that there were still seven or eight meters between them. He threw the cigarette in his mouth towards the ground and suddenly raised his machete. He made a reverse bow with the most strength and looked at Xiao Qiangbing with a vicious gaze.
As he rolled, Xiao Qiangbing felt the slope and thought to himself, "I can, I definitely can. When I suddenly get up, I'll stop the car. What about her, she. . . "
With that thought in mind, he instantly gave up the idea of striking with his elbow. Not only did he not slow down, he even sped up.
Looking at the protruding area in front of him, he suddenly raised his hand and fiercely struck on it. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he twisted his body and tightened one leg. He used sixty to seventy percent of his strength and sent a fatal bullet kick towards the man's chest.
The guy did not shout anything and his body fell backwards. The steel knife fell to the ground with a puff.
The fellow beside him was facing Fang Yitong. Xiao Qiangbing, who was sliding, reached out his hand and grabbed Fang Yitong's ankle. He exerted all his strength and pulled. The bandit followed him and slid down.
"Bang!" There was a gunshot!
An ear-splitting gunshot rang out in the valley. No one knew where it had hit.
They continued drawing downwards. The green plants in front of them were sometimes blurry, sometimes clear, and protruding things stuck into their bodies. The pain was endless, and they could vaguely see the ferocious faces of the people on the hillside.
"Team leader, you can. . . " On the hillside, the one-eyed dragon eye saw that they had already fallen down and said happily.
Beside him stood the man in black, Dakven.
Dakven was also expressionless. Under the black bamboo hat hid a sinister face.
"Hmph. . . " Dakven said slowly:
"There are many things waiting for them down there. How long they can live depends on their luck. Tomorrow, go and clean up the corpses. The more fun it is to look at the corpses, the more omnipotent Sir. . . "
For a cold-blooded killer like him, the reward given by Mr. Almighty John was different from others. It was also even more perverted.
"A. . . " Xiao Qiangbing's neck suddenly hit a green rock. The sharp rock heavily hit his bone. He could not help but scream. He felt that his head was heavy. His body continued to slide, and his consciousness became more and more blurry.
The two of them fell heavily into the valley.
Fang Yitong felt as if her whole body was torn apart. The pain was unbearable. Her firm and beautiful face was covered in scars and blood.
In her blurry vision, she heard the sound of something heavy landing beside her. She immediately realized that he was injured. She mobilized all the strength in her body and looked at him. Xiao Qiang Bing fell even more heavily. His back was badly mutilated, his expression was twitching, and he was in a trance. . .
When she looked up again, she immediately discovered that a few dog-like fellows were looking at her with covetous eyes. . .
"Don't come over, don't come over. . . " She did not know where she got her strength from, but she immediately crawled in front of him, grabbed the long spear under him, and bent down to aim at those fellows.
These "dogs" could clearly see that it should be the cunning and cruel lynx in the forest. They were all staring at her, and they made terrifying sounds.
"Powerful soldiers, wake up, wake up, they. . . " Her tears flowed down her cheeks, and her voice sounded like she was in despair.
In his sleep, Xiao Qiang Bing's remaining consciousness only felt the sky turn dark and the earth turn dark. His body kept spinning and he faintly heard a voice calling out his name. His tongue moved and his head moved. He wanted to open his eyes but felt that his eyelids weighed a thousand kilograms.
His entire body was in so much pain that it was as if his tendons had been pulled out. It was as if there were countless voices calling out to him.
Go to sleep. You don't have to open your eyes again.
Moreover, in the bushes, Adolf discovered that Xiao Qiangbing and the others had disappeared into the southeastern woods. There were noises coming from the other side. His eyes immediately burned with anger as he said sadly, "Big brother, big brother. . . "
There was only one security guard beside him, and he was in a hurry to find them. Deputy Director Foster looked at him from afar and was stunned. He shot a few times in front of him, and then came over with his waist bent.
They squatted on the ground and whispered about the situation. When Detective Bruce saw it, he waved his hands and ran over in a few moments. He wiped the sweat on his forehead and scolded anxiously:
"Adolf, I really don't understand. It has been a long time. The Silverfox Police Station has never had a direct confrontation with the bandits. Doing so is courting death. It is taking the initiative to start a fight. Do you understand. . . "
The words that came out of his mouth were all saying that Adolf was arrogant and conceited. In the past, when he encountered such situations, he only needed to remind the residents to hide. Rich people would take good care of their own property. The police had never fought with the bandits to the death.
Adolf's eyes were bloodshot. He looked at the southeast with hatred in his eyes, thinking about how to save Xiao Qiangjun. He did not listen to Bruce at all. On the contrary, Foster looked at the detective, who had an empirical behavior, in a daze.
"Detective, the reason why you did that was because of Director Adolf. . . " Foster said mysteriously. He looked at him mysteriously and slowly moved closer.
"Coward Foster, you've changed too. Do you want to make me black. . . "
Bruce shook his rifle and looked at him as he walked over.
The two of them leaned against each other. Foster warned in a low voice:
"Bruce, let me remind you, you are a lowly detective. No matter what, you have to obey orders, or else. . . "
This Foster has always been introverted and timid. Today, he actually dares to threaten me!
An incredulous sneer flashed across Bruce's gloomy face. He aimed the gun at Foster's swollen foot and inserted it gently. This place was very sensitive and sensitive. He would definitely cry out in pain. At the same time, his inferiority would be worse than death.
"Hmph, what are you doing. . . " Foster's voice was abnormally calm.
Bruce succeeded for a few seconds and immediately felt that the situation was not good. Only then did he realize that there was a hard object on his ribs that was pointing at him. It was a revolver!
Changed, changed!
Today, everything changed. Even the gutless Foster dared to challenge his dignity.
Bruce was thinking when a shadow flashed in front of him. A fist landed heavily on his temple.
He fell heavily to the ground. Adolf raised his thumb gratefully at Foster, looked to the southeast, and probed:
"Will you come with me?"
The sun was blazing on the ground, and there were cold spears in the wide bushes. After a few seconds, he still did not get a reply from Bruce.