Chapter 366

Guillotine is one of the five ground skills of Ba rou. It is also called front naked strangulation, also known as front square head solid strangulation. It is named for its similarity to medieval torture tools. Its effect is similar to that of back naked strangulation. Air strangulation or blood strangulation are all for suffocation and shock.

Wu Ji was full of anger. His bald head was hit by his knee and his chest had long lost any momentum. Then he realized that this was the top player in MMA Asia. No matter how he played, it was also a real game. As for the guillotine, how could he have defensive experience!

Three seconds later, the bald head stopped struggling because of suffocation, and the legs pressed by Wu Ji finished with a kick.

Wu Ji didn't immediately let go. It seemed that he didn't react. He controlled it for another two seconds before he let go.

After loosening, he stood up. Wu Ji was looking for someone, looking for the little man who liked to stretch out his tongue, lick his lips and provoke himself with his eyes. He soon found it. This little man had been knocked down by Meng fan because he had a gun on him. It was a little pity.

As for the others, they originally wanted to fight hard or run away after knowing that the explosives were fake, but they were soon forced to kneel down again by Meng fan holding a gun, not to mention Wu Ji, who lost his bald head three or two times in front.

Seeing this, Wu Ji sat down on the ground.

Yes, because I'm nervous!

Today, even people like Wu Ji who have seen big scenes are still a little uncomfortable. Their spirit is all tight. In addition, they haven't had a good rest since Siam, and their physical strength has been overdrawn. It's conceivable that they are relaxed.

To tell the truth, Meng fan is also nervous, so his physical strength is also much higher than usual. He has two more pieces of energy glue in his hand, one in his mouth, and the other was originally intended to give to Wu Ji, but he still put it away. Anyway, it is safe now, let him slowly recover.

Wu Ji gasped, looked at the ground, lying or upside down, and couldn't help asking Meng fan, "what should I do now?"

Bang bang!

Meng fan took the butt of a gun and knocked one by one. He didn't intend to make these people feel better. Just kneel down, surely not.

All of them fell to the ground, or fainted directly, or couldn't take care of themselves. Meng fan threw all his guns on the side of the car where Wu Yuandi was sitting.

"I don't know what to do."

Meng fan really doesn't know, at least for the time being.

Wu Ji suddenly stood up, patted his head hard, and said to Meng fan, "hurry, hurry, my father is still inside!"

Meng fan stopped him and said, "don't worry, I must have settled my uncle before I came to help you."

"Is my father safe?"

Wu Ji was overjoyed and asked, "where is our father now?"

"Brother seven, I'm a little caught off guard by the change of your name!" Meng fan joked, and then looked at the status of black technology microphone at the moment, "I saved my father and the people inside, and arranged them to escape by car first. Now they are close to the road. Don't worry, I put the positioning thing, and my father won't lose it."

Wu Ji sat on the ground again. "Isn't your call very smooth?"

Meng fan hehe laughed, went to the ground, picked up the box containing the jade double dragon cloud pattern, went to the car, opened the door, handed it to Wu Zizhen inside, and said, "uncle, look, things should not have been changed."

"Ho ho."

Wu Zizhen nodded repeatedly. His pronunciation was still a little confused. He opened it and looked at it. It was sure that there was no problem.

"Thank you!"

Wu Yuandi in the driver's seat got out of the car. Maybe he had been sitting in the car for a long time, or he was too nervous, and his legs softened after getting out of the car. If Meng fan didn't hold him quickly, he had to hit the ground and added a thank you: "my name is Wu Yuandi, ranking seventeen. You can directly call me my first name, or old seventeen."

"OK, brother seventeen."

Meng fan righted it and asked curiously, "are the explosives really fake?"

Wu Yuandi said, "the seventh brother didn't have much material to ask for, so I made three. One of them has exploded, and there are two hanging. In fact, if that one was true just now, you will explode faster if you hit something."

Meng fan is speechless, and Xueba is Xueba. It's time to return it to popular science.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "what do you think we should do next? Shall we leave directly, or?"

Wu Yuandi looked at the people on the ground and shook his head. Of course, he couldn't make up his mind.

Destroying a kidnapper's nest is undoubtedly something to celebrate, but the three of them are not stupid. They understand what this means behind it. They are a little involved and are afraid of subsequent trouble.

These three people are all the same. They are young and energetic. Because their family members were kidnapped, they came all at once. Even if they are cautious, smart and thoughtful, they only thought about how to deal with these kidnappers. After that, they didn't think about the aftermath. Until this time, things were in front of them, so they had to consider.

Dead people are one kind of situation, and no dead people are another kind of situation. Maybe because the other party is a kidnapper and they can be judged as self-defense and do not need to bear responsibility, but there is still some trouble, and whether there is the possibility of subsequent retaliation. Maybe Meng fan doesn't have to worry, but what about their families? After all, these kidnappers know who Wu Zizhen and Wu Zihuan are and some of their families.

In addition, they also have explosives and pistols, although pistols are fake.

Did you kill them all, or gather these people together to detonate the two remaining explosives?

To be honest, none of Meng fan can do it.

Let Wu Zizhen decide?

But now he can't even talk quickly.

Meng fan knew that if he left directly now, the follow-up would be more troublesome. He looked at Wu Ji and Wu Yuandi and said, "call the police and leave it to the police. The trouble must be a little troublesome, but there is no way!"

Then look at Wu Zizhen.

Wu Zizhen nodded, "just talk about zaihang."

What he said was not clear, but Meng fan recognized the meaning of "only like this".

"Huh?"

Just in time, Meng fan found that the positioning displayed by the black technology microphone stopped moving.

"It's the police!"

"Do you want to stop?"

"Stop!"

"I don't know what happened inside. If we can, we should help that person!"

"Can you trust the Siamese police?"

"Don't worry, I'm here!"

The black technology microphone recorded these sounds and transmitted them to the black technology headset in Meng fan's ear. There are several people talking. The last one who said "I'm here" should be a Siamese, and his status is not low. Also, the communication circle of antique dealers or antique collectors cannot be small.

Wu Zihuan shouldn't have gotten off the bus, so Meng fan couldn't hear the voice of the Siamese negotiating with the Siamese police after getting off the bus. Moreover, Wu Zihuan didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Meng fan guessed that it must be because he took off his hat and remembered it. As for the process, he may not remember clearly, but he can determine who he is.

"Great!"

The Siamese's excited voice after getting on the car again came from the headset: "This is the police of Chiang Rai. I have contacted a senior inspector through them. There will be no problem! It is said that someone has called the police before and has been sending people to look for the kidnappers. Whether this sentence is true or false is not certain, but it can be determined that they came after hearing the sound of the explosion. There are many police. Now we have two choices, one is to wait here, the other is to follow them. Rest assured, safety is guaranteed."

Wu Zihuan, who had not spoken, said, "I'm going."

"I'll go too!"

In addition, there are people who want to go, including those who have paid the "ransom". The things they pay are not cheap. Of course, they have to get them back!

In the end, all followed, and the others who didn't want to go worried about the danger of staying here. After all, all the police were going to the village to "suppress the bandits".

Two cars followed behind these police cars.

"Siamese police are coming."

After finding out the situation there, Meng Fan said to Wu Ji and Wu Yuandi, "it seems that one of the antique dealers rescued has a high-level understanding with the police, and now he is often coming here with him."

Wu Ji and Wu Yuandi looked nervous when they heard this, because they didn't know what would happen next.

Meng fan was relatively calm and said, "brother seventeen, you have to deal with the two explosives. If you can't deal with them, just put them over there in the bamboo house and clean up your fingerprints. Maybe it's useless, but it's better than nothing. Brother seven, and your pistol, although it's fake, it's still stuffed on these people. Oh, by the way, are fingerprints easy to deal with? I don't understand this."

In fact, Meng fan felt calm. It was really unnecessary. If these kidnappers were not killed, they would definitely say that they had explosives and guns.

As for whether this situation is serious, Meng fan still doesn't know.

It's a little messy. Who has experienced such a thing!

If you can, Meng fan really wants to take Wu Ji and them away directly.

The police car quickly entered the village. Of course, it was impossible to whistle. It even stopped at the entrance of the village. The police got off the car and quickly lined up in groups of several people. Looking at it, they entered the village in an orderly manner, and shrank from multiple directions to the center.

And soon, they saw the scene in the village, shocked, dumbfounded, do not know what happened.

The superintendent in charge of the team was also dumbfounded for a while, and then sent someone to find out the specific situation.

"Are you all right?"

Wu Zihuan hurried to the position of Wu Ji and others, because Meng fan was relatively gentle in taking the cloth, and he had recovered his ability to speak. Seeing Wu Ji and others were all right, he couldn't hold back his tears, stretched out his hand to hold Meng fan, and repeatedly patted him on the shoulder - not patting, but patting his back: "good boy, good boy!"

Several other antique dealers also came, and when they saw the man lying on the ground, they were all dumbfounded. Another look at Meng fan, who was held by Wu Zihuan, was full of excitement, and it was determined that this person was that person!

Although some memories become strange fragments, some things are still deeply branded in their minds.

And everything in front of us will naturally be explained.

They also saw Meng fan's eyes sweeping over, full of warning eyes.

Of course, I know what it means. After all, everything Meng fan shows is too weird!

"Sergeant ban Zhong, right?"

The Siamese antique dealer, whose brain is still very flexible, and the key is also familiar with the Siamese police, walked to the sergeant who led the team, and said with a strong momentum: "now, you have two choices. One is that the kidnappers fight against each other, and the other is that you bravely led the team to catch the kidnappers! You choose, the other, I will help you! You should know from soucha, I am a Luan."

Su Cha was the senior inspector he contacted, and Luan was a title in Siam. Certainly no real power, but it's OK to get some scary scenes, and it represents a certain amount of energy.