Meng Gantang's body shook and looked at Yu Mingjie. With a soft voice, he stopped his movement.
My eyes went round: My mother, am I dazzled? Don't these two be a bastard looking at mung beans, they met? How long have they known each other now!
Wen Fang also looked at the two people, with a calm expression, pointing at the people in front of him, and asked: "Miss Meng, do you know the people who are with Yuan Qitian?"
Meng Gantang nodded: "Yes, some of them are nominally Fatty Yuan's bodyguards, but according to my investigation, they are relatives of Fatty Yuan, and they should also be the Snow Spider Gnostics."
Speaking of this, Meng Gantang said bitterly: "It is because Fatty Yuan has their protection, I have been unable to find a chance to start!"
"Similar Gnostics?" Wen Fang's expression condensed, and he asked thoughtfully: "Where is the original spirit snow spider? After that, have you inquired about this aspect of news?"
Meng Gantang shook his head: "No! At that time, I was still young and I was very afraid of Fatty Yuan..."
Halfway through the conversation, Meng Gantang clenched his fists and said nothing more.
I sighed in my heart. I haven't experienced that kind of terrible human tragedy. It's hard to imagine how much Meng Gantang, who was only thirteen years old at the time, was suffering in his heart.
However, fear must be inevitable....
Everyone was speechless for a while.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the old stockade in front of us, which immediately attracted our attention.
The sound was like a gunshot.
Someone shot there
We hurriedly looked over and saw that one of Yuan Fatty's group had fallen to the ground.
His neck leaned back vigorously, facing us, his eyes were wide open, and his body was still shaking with twitching. A big blood hole appeared in the forehead, and blood was gurgling outward.
Fatty Yuan was standing in front of the man's corpse, with blood on his face, how he felt scary and scary, like a ghost from hell, still holding a silver pistol in his hand.
Obviously, the man on the ground was killed by him!
Since I met Wenfang, I haven't seen dead people, and I have also seen corpses with more horrible deaths than this. However, I have never witnessed that someone was shot and killed in front of me.
This scene almost scared me to yell out.
Fortunately, Wen Fang had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly leaned over, pushed me to the ground, and covered my mouth with his hands, so that he didn't disturb the few people over there.
However, her face now is also very difficult to look.
"Mingjie, have you brought a gun?" She pressed me, lifted the clothes on her waist with one hand, and drew out the pistol equipped by the police station, and asked Yu Mingjie in a deep voice.
Yu Mingjie shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Wen team, you know the rules in the bureau. With my job title, I can only equip guns in the urban area. Once I leave the urban area, I am not allowed to carry it."
Wen Fang frowned and threw her gun to Yu Mingjie.
Then, staring at Meng Gantang's big box, he asked, "What's in it?"
Meng Gantang looked as usual, touched the box, and sneered: "You can use it, baby!"
With that, she lifted the lid of the box slightly.
I looked inside and was shocked again.
As soon as the box was opened, seven or eight black triangle forks emerged from the slit in an instant, like something like a snake letter in the mouth of a poisonous snake.
The box was very dark, but there were green light spots the size of rice grains, one by one, like green snake eyes, very permeating.
I was so frightened that I didn't dare to breathe.
Is the thing in the box a snake? Is Meng Gantang's brain sick? Carrying a box of this thing, what do you want to do? Could it be that she wanted to rely on these snakes to kill Fatty Yuan
"Snake?" Wen Fang said with the same eyebrows.
Meng Gantang gave Wenfang a deep look.
Then, from the shawl exposed everywhere on his body, he gently pulled out a thread of hair thickness, and waved his hand in front of these creepy tongues.
Those tongues are like crazy, sticking out as hard as they can, trying to touch the silk thread.
Next, a strange scene appeared... The silk thread in her hand seemed to come alive. It curled and twisted in the air like a snake, as if in fear...
I was suffocated for a while, my mind was completely messed up, and my body trembled unconsciously. It was just an ordinary silk, how... how could it move like a mother!
"This is the black-toothed lizard?" Wen Fang showed a clear look on his face at this time, and whispered to Meng Gantang.
Meng Gantang nodded.
As soon as she loosened her hand, the silk thread fell down, and half of the strange tongues outside the box were shot out like lightning. Immediately after a roll, the silk thread was divided into five horses and pulled into the box.
"Officer Wen, really good eyesight!" She looked at Wen Fang with admiration, and said: "Yes, this box of treasure is the nine black-toothed lizard larvae I received by luck two years ago!"
"Originally, I wanted to wait another two years for the nine black-toothed lizards to fully mature, so that they could be secretly put into Yuan Fatty's room, and feud them."
"However, when you met Police Officer Wen, just in case, I brought these nine treasures."
Wen Fang showed deep thought, then pointed to the shawl on her body, and said, "What about this one? If I read it right, this is woven with long-little silkworm silk!"
Meng Gantang looked at Yu Mingjie and nodded bitterly, but did not explain.
Wen Fang didn't delve into it either.
She touched her chin, looked at the stockade, and said cautiously: "The black-toothed lizard can be regarded as the natural nemesis of the snow spider. But you, the nine black-toothed lizards, are still immature at the moment and can deal with them at best. Two. Plus Yuan Fatty, they still have three people left."
"At the moment, the most troublesome thing is that I don't know how many guns they have..." Wen Fang muttered to himself. Suddenly, his hand knocked on my head and said, "Yan Zhi, something is going on. I want you to do it!"
I asked, what's the matter
Wen Fang smiled at me weirdly, and asked how to trouble my scalp: "Remember, the last time I was in Jingui Huayuan under the first floor?"
My eyelids jumped and I blurted out subconsciously and asked: "You, what do you want to do? And again, you want me to be cannon fodder?"
Yu Mingjie next to him seemed to know Wen Fang's plan at this time.
This guy has grievances against me in the first place.
At this moment, pressing my shoulder with my hand, he smiled gloomily: "Cannon fodder, how ugly is this! Put our police station, this is called the commando, it is very respected!"
I want to curse loudly: fart, damn it, I know how to run a train with my mouth full. If there is such a glorious thing, why wouldn't your grandma not be the commando of this Rao Shizi
But I dare not, afraid to alarm the people on Yuan Fatty's side.
The scene of his killing just now has been imprinted on my head. It is estimated that in the next few days, I will have to do a few nightmares in a row.
At this time, Wen Fang slapped Yu Mingjie's hand in a bad mood, and said to me: "Yan Zhi, we are also helpless right now! You have seen the situation. Yuan Qitian's group probably has guns in their hands. Face them. In the case of conflict, our chances of winning are very low. You can only distract them."
"However, don't worry! With our cover, you will definitely be fine!"
I see her words are true, but I feel very disapproving in my heart: cover? When I am a second fool, the bullet does not have long eyes, if someone shoots directly at me, can you still block the bullet for me
I thought for a while, and when I had an idea, I hurriedly took out my phone and said, "By the way, we can call the police! Anyway, we are staring here, and they can't run away, so why take such a big risk?"
Wen Fang grabbed the phone and said, "No! Those few are not ordinary people. How can we explain if we want to show the original spirit?"
I was completely anxious and wanted to refuse again, but Wen Fang said everything.
In desperation, she had no choice but to agree to her request fearfully.
In accordance with Wenfang's plan, I moved back twenty to thirty meters, leaving Fatty Yuan and their field of vision under the cover between the trees.
Afterwards, a traveler pretending to go up the mountain to take a photo with his mobile phone, slowly approaching Laozhai casually.
I passed the prostrate Wenfang three people and walked 30 meters out, but I was discovered by Fatty Yuan and the others... (End of this chapter)