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Tie him up, tie him up, and chain him up. Luo Liang even thought that it would be better to "kill him" than to "kill him". However, what did that mean by "put him up"?

How could he resist it? It's always a question of what to use.

Fortunately, the soldiers from the Hong family quickly answered. After stripping Luo Liang of his clothes, they forcefully tied him to a wooden frame that was not too heavy. With his eyes blindfolded, Luo Liang thought of Yea, who was crucified.

Of course, not all of this would be detrimental to him. At least, Luo Liang was now 'standing far away'.

Zhao San, Song Shi and the others didn't feel too good about it either. With their heads being stared at, the three of them were quickly rushed to the edge of a cellar. They knew that if they struggled even the slightest bit, these soldiers would immediately shoot.

"Down, it's cool inside!" A military man was considerate and had sent Song Shi to the cellar with a kick.

It was only later that Luo Liang found out that this was not an ordinary cellar, but a popular mini prison here.

There were two types, one was a dungeon that was less than 1.5 meters in length and width, no matter if one was lying down or standing, one could not straighten up, and could only maintain a half-squat or crouch position. As time passed, one could lock anyone up until their entire body was numb, sore, and cramps were present, while the other was a prison that was slightly better in length and width, but had at least 1.5 meters of water inside. It was a tragedy for a person to be submerged in it.

The scarier part was that once you were locked in the water prison for too long, any normal man would be in danger of losing their male function.

As for Song Shi, Zhao San, and Zhao Jiayan, they were locked up in the water prison.

Therefore, compared to the three of them, Luo Liang was truly carefree.

Looking at Luo Liang, she smiled and said, "Remember, my name is Hong Shaoyao. Remember, if you have the chance in the future, don't show off in front of me. Otherwise, I won't be happy. If I'm unhappy, my brother will kill someone!"

Eyebrows... Swallowing his saliva, Luo Liang was puzzled. Why was Hong Shaoyao even more domineering than Zhao Jiayan and Bai Bu, a girl with a similar background?

Just as he was about to say something, he saw a few military jeeps and a guard car drive over from the potholed road.

When Hong Shaoyao also saw the car approaching from the distance, she smiled sweetly, "My brother and the others are here, it seems like you guys are going to die!"

She was right. From a higher vantage point, Luo Liang could see the familiar faces standing inside the second van — Fan Ying Chuang, Little Four, and Yanzhou University, a member of the Special Police Division who had once met Luo Liang in the Garden of Eden.

Seeing that they were in the same group, Luo Feng knew that the odds were against him this time!

When the vehicles came to a stop, a few well-equipped soldiers began to lead the way. Fan Ying and his men followed the other three men into the military camp.

The person in the lead was a young man, only a few years older than Hong Shaoyao. He was about 25 or 26 years old. Dressed in casual attire, he was the same as Hong Shaoyao. He had a face that made Luo Liang puzzled – were they foreigners after all? Chinese?

Behind him, there were two tall and sturdy men on each side. One of them was over half a hundred years old, but his expression was as cold as a wild dog; the other person, although not young, had an excellent physique and his square face was filled with determination and competence.

"Brother!" "You're here!" Seeing these people, Hong Shaoyao ran like a little deer to the side of that young man. She took his arm and looked at Luo Liang, whispering, "Brother, this fellow is very strong!"

"Very powerful? How can it be that powerful? "

Seeing that her brother seemed to be interested, Hong Shaoyao walked over and gave a concise summary of the matter regarding the 50 Houses. By the time she finished speaking, the four of them had already walked up to Luo Liang.

After hearing his sister's words, the young man sized up Luo Liang who was being held up with great interest. He smiled and asked, "He estimated the accuracy of the deviation with the first shot, and then made a precise shot with the other four shots … And it's a four hit combo in two seconds? "

"Hmm, you think I'm lying to you?" Feeling that her brother seemed to suspect her, Hong Shaoyao pouted in dissatisfaction and said, "If you don't believe me, just ask him to try again!"

"Hahaha, I believe you, I believe you! How could I not believe you? " After which, he hurriedly expressed his trust. However, the young man's eyes were still filled with doubt when he looked at Luo Liang.

After all, once a pistol was used in close combat, it would be a critical moment, a matter of life and death, or just a moment; so when the deviation was too great, or even too great, it was important to correct it in time.

And the person who was truly able to calculate the exact error value by the deviation of the impact point after a shot and then calibrate it to achieve accurate shooting during later shots … He really needed experience and training!

However, looking at Luo Liang's expression, he had a suspicion: This kid is not even twenty years old yet! What was the point of having so much experience and training?

After thinking for a while, he turned to Fan Ying, who had already stopped not far away, and asked, "Uncle Fan, are your words working with those from Bai Xuanli? Are these the people who have deceived our Hong family?"

Hearing this, Fan Ying nodded his head heavily.

The young man was so calm that no one could see the sadness in his eyes. He looked at Feng Kun and asked: "Feng Kun, what do you want to trade with them?"

Feng Kun looked at Fan Ying with a bit of embarrassment. The ship was originally designed by Fan Ying, but he just took the advantage of Fan Ying's visit to make it easier for him.

Seeing him look at him, Fan Ying Chuang looked at the young man, cupped his fists, and smiled: "Giving the four of them to the Fourth General, I only request two things from the Hong family, one is to borrow a place for me to rest for a period of time, and two is to borrow some goods from the people over there!"

Was this Fan Ying's plan? It turned out that he wanted to use this opportunity to exchange for some capital from the Hong family.

Unfortunately, just as he finished speaking, the youth called the Fourth General frowned and looked at him with his blade-like eyes. "Did I ask you?"

"This …" Looking at each other, Fan Yingchong's expression changed: "So this is how a tiger falls to the ground?" He had fallen to the point of being scolded by the youngest son of the Hong family.

This was what living under someone else's roof meant. One had to lower their head!

However, the instant he lowered his head, he saw a cold glint flash across Fan Ying's eagle-like eyes. In the blink of an eye, he had returned to being calm and collected. However, when he looked at the elder who was looking at him beside the fourth general, the corners of both of their mouths slightly tilted to one side, a smile that was not a smile appearing on their faces.

"Brother, what should we do with them?" Seeing that the atmosphere wasn't good, Hong Shaoyao asked softly.

"This... It's still up to the vice commander to decide! " Smiling, the fourth general looked at the elder beside him and continued to say, "My sister and I have only come to visit third brother and sister-in-law. Since third brother has already met with trouble, we will leave soon. As for the future …" Everything here will be decided by Uncle Tong! "

Uncle Tong was the man who had been standing beside the fourth general with a gloomy expression the entire time.

"Since General Hong left, this place has always been ruled by the Third General, but now that the Third General has been harmed by the Bai Clan, I, Tong Li, have nothing to say. I can only temporarily take charge of this Hong clan's encampment before General Hong designates the dragon head again, but …"

At the end of his words, he looked at Luo Liang with sword-like eyes. He said coldly, "Every injustice has its master. Since the deaths of the three generals and the madams are related to them, they must die here today to give everyone an explanation!"

"Kill them! Kill them!"

The moment the words left his mouth, all the soldiers started shouting, their killing intent soaring to the heavens!

Hearing these voices, Luo Liang, who thought he was doomed, suddenly had a thought and shouted, "Bullsh * t, Jing Siyuan is still alive. She's not dead at all. I saved her!"

What?

It was Hong Shao Rou's woman, one of the women that Luo Liang had saved from Hong Shao Rou's ship.

His words were true, and as soon as he said them, the soldiers who were clamoring to kill were all stunned. Even Tong Dazhang looked at Fan Ying Chuang in confusion.

The siblings closest to Luo Liang looked at each other. Then, they started to communicate in a language that normal people would not understand.

However, upon hearing their words, Luo Liang suddenly blinked his eyes. This … Wasn't this the crude language taught to him by Father Luo in the past? [I didn't expect it to be the special language of the Xiao family!]

Without thinking too much, Luo Liang shouted loudly, "% #..." %... "Oh!"

Luo Liang wasn't speaking in an alien language, nor was he speaking the language used by the Hong family's drug lord. However, he didn't know that the spoken language that his old man had forced him to learn was actually a fluent Thai language.

Of course, those who didn't understand what was being said couldn't understand what was being said. However, Hong Shaoyao and her brother were both slightly surprised, and immediately began their conversation with Luo Liang.

Tong Li did not understand this conversation, and Fan Ying did not understand. Even the majority of the people present were confused. However, when Zhao San and Zhao Jiayan heard this, their mouths opened in shock. Then, they looked at each other and started laughing.

"This burn bag, he can do it!"

"Yeah, dad, did you know he could speak Thai? And he can even lie in Thai! "Haha …"

Songshi, who was also in the prison, was unable to make heads or tails of what was going on. He hurriedly asked, "You understand? Brother Luo, are you speaking in Thai language? "

"En!" Zhao San nodded and smiled at Luo Liang, who was standing not far away from him. "I didn't expect this roasted bun to lie so blatantly. It looks like there's still a chance for a change!"