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The reason why he wanted to know the information about Zach was because Zhang Feng felt that there was something fishy about this diamond transaction.
Just after the transaction was completed, Johnson and Zhai Qiang had just withdrawn, when a burst of chaotic gunfire came from the transaction place. Next, Johnson and Zhai Qiang were chased and intercepted by the fire ant mercenary group!
There is only one explanation for these things. That was the internal strife among Zach and others, and there was even more collusion between the insider and the Fire Ant mercenary group.
The mole killed the others and took away six million dollars. The mercenaries of the Fire Ant Mercenary Group hidden in the dark periphery are responsible for killing Johnson and Zhai Qiang who came to trade, and then taking away the diamonds.
When the time comes, money and diamonds will all fall into the other party's hands. It's really a good plan.
After figuring out the joints, a sneer appeared on Zhang Feng's lips. The last time the fire ant mercenary group attacked him, he didn't have time to settle accounts with them. Now that he was here again, it was just right to settle the two accounts at the same time.
Turning to look at Johnson, there was slight pain on his face.
Zhang Feng frowned slightly, turned his eyes to his back, and saw that his clothes were stained red with blood.
Now it has formed bloody scabs and stuck to the clothes.
"How did your back get hurt?"
Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Johnson turned his back dodgefully, facing Zhang Feng and said, "No...it's okay, Brother Feng."
Zhang Feng grabbed his arm, turned his body away, looked at his back, and said, "Do you still need to hide it from me? How did you get hurt?"
Johnson pondered for a moment and then said: "After Zhai Qiang and I got the diamonds, we got in the car and retreated to the west. As a result, an armed man carrying a rocket launcher came out from the secret and launched it directly over without saying a word. I could only force it Play the reverse game and then fall on Zhai Qiang."
He did not continue talking, and Zhang Feng could also think of what happened next.
There was an explosion and the vehicle was blown away. Johnson, who fell on Zhai Qiang, helped him block the windshield.
The sharp fragments of the windshield pierced into his skin, cutting wounds. Dense blood stained his clothes, which now dried and formed scabs.
Without saying anything more, Zhang Feng reached out and touched the dried blood scab, shaking his head slightly. His clothes were already stuck to the wound.
If there is enough water now, wet the clothes and dissolve the blood scab, you can easily peel off the clothes stuck to the wound.
But there was only a pot of water in the backpack. The two of them didn't know how many days they would have to survive in the wild before returning to the city. This water was very precious.
"Johnson, if you can bear the pain, I will tear off your clothes. If you can't bear it, we will use clean water!"
Johnson shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Brother Feng, just pull it off."
Zhang Feng gritted his teeth, nodded, and said, "Johnson, don't carry it. Although water is important, your life is more important to me."
Feeling warm in his heart, Johnson said in a deep voice: "Come on, I can bear it."
Zhang Feng took off the backpack behind him, took out the water bottle and put it aside. If Johnson can't bear it at that time, even if he doesn't agree, he will still use clean water.
Take out a vial of medical alcohol with a concentration of 75% and gauze, and put them aside for preparation.
Not finding anything like a wooden stick, Zhang Feng could only tear off a handful of hay, knead it into a hemp rope in his hands and stuff it into Johnson's mouth, "Bite."
Severe pain will cause people to clench their teeth unconsciously, and violent movements may even bite their tongue.
Johnson bit the hemp rope and said vaguely: "Come on, Brother Feng, I'm ready."
After taking two deep breaths, Zhang Feng took out the dagger and cut his clothes horizontally from the shoulder, then put the dagger back into the knife pouch.
He grabbed the clothes with both hands, took a sharp breath, and tore them down hard!
The longer you delay, the longer it will cause Johnson pain. You must work hard!
"Well… "
Johnson's body suddenly tensed up, the veins on his neck popped out, and his two fists clenched together fiercely.
As the blood-stained clothes were torn off, many wounds that had stopped bleeding were opened again, leaving traces of blood behind.
Seeing the wounds on Johnson's back, even Zhang Feng couldn't help but gasp.
There were thirty or forty wounds, large and small, on his broad and thick back! Some were cut by glass with wounds that were four to five centimeters long, and some had glass fragments inserted directly into the skin.
"Johnson,
If you keep at it, I'll take out the glass shards from your wound! Zhang Feng said coldly, taking out the dagger again.
Pour some medical alcohol on the dagger, take out a lighter and light it to disinfect it.
After the flames went out automatically, Zhang Feng held the dagger in his hand and slowly approached the wound with the tip.
The blazing tip of the knife was inserted into the wound, and with a quick pick, the glass fragments stained red with blood were immediately peeled off.
It took a full ten minutes to remove the fragments embedded in his back, and Johnson's entire back was already stained red with blood.
Licking his dry lips, Zhang Feng took the alcohol and slowly poured it on Johnson's wound.
Exposed wounds are easily infected, especially in hot areas like Africa, where wounds may fester if you are not careful.
The pain of having alcohol poured on the wound like this is unbearable.
Johnson's body that had just relaxed tightened tightly again, and his teeth that were biting the hemp rope were shaking, and he let out a low "wuwu" roar from his throat.
After disinfection, Zhang Feng took the gauze, wrapped it around his body, and finally tied a slipknot on his chest.
"Okay." Zhang Feng said.
Johnson spat out the hemp rope he was biting and panted heavily, cold sweat dripping down his already painful face.
He took out two cigarettes from his pocket, lit them, took one in his mouth, stuffed one into Johnson's mouth.
Smoking a cigarette, he took off his camouflage combat uniform jacket and threw it to Johnson, saying: "Johnson, do we two have to settle the score? Tell me, how should you deal with your disobedience of orders? "
Johnson clutched the combat uniform that Zhang Feng threw over. Seeing that he only had a combat vest left on him, he said: "Brother Feng, this uniform..."
"Just put it on for you, why is this big man so coquettish like a girl?" Zhang Feng shouted.
"no."
Johnson said with some embarrassment: "Brother Feng, I mean... these clothes are too small."
"Pfft... cough cough." Zhang Feng choked on his cigarette, Madhu thought he was being modest, but it turned out he disliked the small size of his clothes.
But Johnson is 2.1 meters tall, and he is less than 1.8 meters tall. There is a full 30 centimeters difference in height between the two. Is it their body shape? You can even put yourself in it.