Chapter 384

In this way, Ruan Qingjie had no bottom. He looked at me like a murderer, but he still resisted. However, his arrogance was gone this time. He shrank on the carpet and trembled from time to time.

"Are you hungry?" I asked abruptly, which attracted surprised eyes from my companions, because they understood me more or less. When they were so gentle and polite to the enemy as cold as Arctic winter.

"Not hungry," Ruan Qing shook his head.

"You're welcome, I'll treat you to breakfast." after that, I motioned Ivan to open the window. I called some flying insects with my mind. There were bees and butterflies. When I came in, they stopped on Ruan Qingjie's face, and some began to drill into his mouth.

"Fuck, boss, you're disgusting." the drunkard and others shouted one after another. Ruan Qingjie's face was covered with all kinds of flying insects, and his whole head seemed to be wriggling. Let alone a little nausea after watching it, I can't blame the drunkard Ivan for their reaction.

We all looked like this, not to mention the Ruan Qingjie who experienced it personally. He wanted to roll around and rub the insects on his head in panic and pain, but he was bound by his hands and feet and stepped on by Ivan. His body couldn't move at all. He could only swing his head desperately to shake the insects down, but he had little effect.

"Please... You... Get rid of them" he shouted vaguely. He didn't dare to open his mouth for fear of insects.

"Ah, I'm sorry, it seems that these don't suit your taste. I'll change some crawling ones later. I'll give you cockroaches, ants and spiders." I ordered several bees to start drilling his nostrils and headphones. This time, he completely collapsed.

"I said, I said, get rid of these things." the guy couldn't bear the furry feeling of crawling insects on his face and shouted hard.

I concentrate, concentrate and wave away the insects from his face, but I don't let them fly out of the window. I still hover over this guy's head and make a frightening hum.

"Let's start with why we sent more people."

"I don't know. An old friend of my father came from Asia. They talked privately for a long time."

"Tell me about this man"

"I only see a silhouette, not tall, English speaking, Asian"

"Which country?"

"I don't know"

When he said he didn't know, Ivan kicked him on the waist and scolded, "fuck, if you don't know again, I'll abolish you."

"Wait, don't fight. I said, Myanmar. He has a Myanmar accent in English."

Hearing this, I nodded. It was estimated that he didn't lie. I further asked, "what does he want your father to do?"

Ruan Qingjie shook his head: "I don't know, but my father provided some weapons and sent uncle Mao to go out with them. I don't know what to do."

"Did you see them when they came back? Was there anything different?"

"Except for what they are good at, they are a little bit injured, but the rest of them are injured. The man who came here seems to have done something. But what I really don't know, I have told the truth. You let me go." Ruan Ching Jie later brought tears to his lips, and tears came out of his eyes. It looks like a human demon with half of her makeup removed.

"Well, OK, almost. Now the last question, what's your father's number?" I said and felt out my cell phone.

"I have a deposit on my phone," he said, struggling to get up to touch his pocket.

"Don't be silly. We threw away your cell phone on the road. We'll keep it for your people to locate."

After listening to me, a layer of hatred flashed on this guy's face. It is estimated that the last hope was extinguished by us.

Using the anti tracking satellite phone, I dialed Ruan Wenxiong's number, first in Vietnamese, then in English and asked who I was.

I also answered in English, "I'm the one who kidnapped your son."

As an old Jianghu, Ruan Wenxiong is much calmer. He calmly asked me what I want.

"You recently came to a friend. He killed a family, robbed something and handed it over to me."

"I don't understand what you're saying. I'm a businessman. I'll give you the money."

"Ouch, the famous Vietnamese Gang said they were in business. Don't be too modest. What do you think you sell? Infant milk powder? I tell you, if you still want to see your son, don't waste my time. I'll call you back in an hour."

Because I was afraid that he had the technology to track me, I hung up the phone and kicked Ruan Qingjie before hanging up. He shouted desperately, "Dad, come and save me."

After hanging up the phone, I ate something and slept on the sofa for a while. Suddenly, I was awakened by a burst of alarm. When I opened my eyes, the light in the room turned red and flickered.

"What's the situation?" brother donkey and drunkard who didn't understand this safehouse function were stunned, but Ivan and I reacted at the same time. We rushed to the computer in the living room and switched to the monitoring screen. We were stunned.

This kind of safe house has a relatively comprehensive early warning system, including long-range camera and image recognition. Once someone moves nearby, it will call the police. After all, the people living here have more or less enemies, which are still very useful.

At the moment, on the monitoring screen, a large number of people are moving in the woods in several directions. Even a few small speedboats are coming from the lake next to the villa. It is estimated that the guy with a gun on No. 50 or 60 is rushing towards our villa.

"Shit, that boy has a tracker on him," Ivan said, and Ruan Qingjie was about to die.

"No, I searched it. Besides, it's useless to think about it now. Don't panic. There are jumping routes in the safe house. Brother donkey, please call Lao Hei quickly to find out the route. Let's go out first."

Then I mentioned Ruan Qingjie, ran to the door of the villa, pushed Ruan Qingjie to a place where I could see outside, and was about to shout to scare them away. At least I told them that I had hostages in my hand. I delayed a little time to find a way to escape.

However, the reaction of the other party was completely beyond my expectation. Several people running in the front swept with guns. I thought that Ruan Qingjie might be useful. I pulled him back and several bullets roared past the position where he stood just now. If I slowed down, he would be killed on the spot. The reaction of the other party told us two things. 1. They didn't care about Ruan Qingjie's life and death at all; 2. They are not police.

"Fuck, your father is very cruel?" I saw that the other party didn't care about him at all, so I had to push him aside. I picked up M700 and opened fire behind the tree in the outer wall of the villa. It knocked over a guy who was approaching, and then quickly moved the position to continue shooting. In the twinkling of an eye, Gongfu knocked out five bullets in the magazine and squatted on the ground to reload the gun, A large number of trees and decorative statues in the yard have now become a good shelter for me. It is estimated that this consideration was taken into account when it was built. Otherwise, how could such a thick tree be planted here.

Ruan Qingjie, who was overthrown on the ground, rolled and shrank to a safer place at the root of the wall, a few meters away from me. He said to me, "they are not my father's people. I don't know any of them. Let me go."

Hearing this, I was stunned. Although I didn't want to understand what was going on, my intuition told me that I was probably caught in a trap. The other party used the Vietnamese Gang as bait to catch us. After finding out our position, they attacked on a large scale and wanted to eat us.

Thinking of this, I took out my spare Sabre and threw it at his hand and said to him, "please pray for yourself."

But this guy may have been born before he was rich. He used up all his luck in his life. As soon as he cut the rope binding his hands and feet, he rashly stood up. His inexperienced practice was very dangerous. As soon as I wanted to remind him, he was hit by a stray bullet and turned to the ground.

The war situation is urgent, and I can't care about others. When I was distracted, I almost got shot in the head and quickly moved the position. Ivan and the drunkard also made fire with the enemy. Ivan used the AK he grabbed yesterday to climb to the top of the roof and opened fire. Several bursts of fire suppressed several of the other party's most powerful charges. The drunkard also found a place to shoot outside. Although it was worse, there were many people outside. Ju ran was hit by him. It was really a blind cat that could encounter a dead mouse.

Although we knocked over seven or eight people in one face-to-face Kung Fu, the difference in strength is too great. The other side had a large number of people and fierce firepower. He pulled the scattered line and rushed towards us. He was not afraid of death while shooting. He was carrying a water full-automatic gun in his hand. The bullets were as dense as rain. If the outer wall of the villa was not strong enough, it would be collapsed at this time.

"No, I can't hold it. Get inside." I waved to Ivan and the drunkard. I knelt behind a pine tree on one knee, locked a guy who was organizing an attack with the crosshair of the sight, shot his head, and turned and ran quickly into the villa.

In indoor combat, M700, a weapon with long body and slow firing speed, does not have an advantage. I carry M700 on my back, grab a shotgun and bullet bag, and prepare to play CQB with this group of unknown people.

In the modern war manual, indoor warfare has always been regarded as the tomb of the attacking side, which has been proved by both Afghanistan and Baghdad. At present, we are on the defensive side, and we can make up for the disadvantage in number by taking advantage of the geographical advantage.

The drunkard and Ivan, who came in first, have moved a lot of diesel and gasoline from the basement. There is a standby generator that can provide power to the villa in case of power failure. None of me is used for heating and the other is not used for cooking. They are in use now.

Before the enemy rushed into the villa, we quickly sprinkled gasoline on the door, lit a fire and ran back.

"Fuck, this house is blind," said the drunkard with a distressed look.

"It's all right. Lao Hei's company has money. Just repair one later. If not, I'll pay for it. Now it's important to protect your life. Are you still in the mood to love the house?"

"Well, yes, it's important to keep your life," nodded the drunkard.

After we withdrew to the villa, the fire outside had lit all the trees in the yard. We could feel the scorching heat wave more than ten meters away. Brother donkey told us with a walkie talkie that he had figured out the escape route of the safe house. He was entering the password and verification code in the basement. Let's keep it for another two minutes, and then go to the basement to meet him