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Zhai Qiang and Mike both returned to the city of Rwanda, and the doctor who took them hostage also returned to the city.
When leaving, Zhang Feng was still a little worried and warned the doctor again. The doctor was so frightened that he almost peed. He promised again and again that he would never tell anyone what he saw and heard.
Mike was still driving, with Zhai Qiang sitting in the back seat.
When the car was about to leave the jungle, Zhai Qiang, who was sitting in the back, suddenly said: "Mike, stop in front."
Mike was a little confused as to why he was parking his car at this time. After stopping the car, he turned around and asked, "Zhai Qiang, why are you stopping?"
Zhai Qiang's face was a little livid, his eyes were slightly narrowed, his hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were even deeply inserted into his palms, causing bursts of stinging pain.
Without answering Mike's question, he opened his hand, took out the pistol from his waist, put it on the doctor's head, and said coldly: "Get out of the car!"
The doctor was very frightened by what happened, and said with a trembling voice: "You... didn't you promise me... not to kill me?"
"Stop talking nonsense and get out of the car!" Zhai Qiang said grimly.
The doctor got out of the car with a trembling body, and Zhai Qiang also got out of the car. He put the muzzle of the gun on his forehead and said in a cold voice: "I don't want to kill you, but you have to die. You know too many things. "
Mike also got out of the car and said in disbelief: "Zhai Qiang, what are you going to do? Brother Feng said he would let him go."
Seeing that Zhai Qiang was unmoved, he continued: "Hurry up and put down the gun. Don't want me to report it to Brother Feng right away." With that, Mike was about to turn on the turned off headset.
"Mike. Do you think Brother Feng doesn't want him to die? It's just that he saved the gigolo and Brother Erqiang, Brother Feng can't kill him! So I want to kill him, we can't make Brother Feng embarrassed, this is what we should do things.”
Hearing Zhai Qiang's words, Mike slowly put down his hand on the headset switch. He was not a fool. He naturally understood that only the death of this doctor could make everyone feel at ease.
Without saying anything else, he turned around and walked into the car, turned on the stereo and turned the music volume to the maximum.
Zhai Qiang kicked the doctor on the butt, and his legs were shaking like
Sifting the chaff, the doctor fell to his knees directly on the ground.
Gritting his teeth tightly and making a clicking sound, Zhai Qiang roared, his fingers trembled slightly and he pulled the trigger, bang!
The gunshot rang out, and the bullet penetrated the back of the doctor's head, tearing off the entire skull. The splattered brains and blood stained Zhai Qiang red.
The feeling of killing someone in an execution style is completely different from that of shooting on the battlefield! On the battlefield, you kill to survive, but in execution-style killing, you kill the opponent when he has no ability to resist.
Zhai Qiang's chest rose and fell, and he kept breathing heavily. He kept telling himself in his heart: Zhai Qiang, you must be ruthless. Only ruthless enough can you survive in the cannibalistic Ludawang!
He stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood and brains splattered on his face, inserted the pistol back into his waist, lifted the body's feet and dragged it deep into the jungle.
After getting in the car, Zhai Qiang said: "Let's go back, Mike."
… …
Early the next morning, the gigolo and Zhao Qiang woke up from their coma.
The gigolo fell into a coma and shock state due to excessive blood loss. After blood transfusion and nutrient solution, he was no longer seriously ill. The first thing he did when he woke up was to curse: "Madman, Wo Ri, you actually knocked me out, Cao, you attacked me secretly."
Zhang Feng, who was sitting next to him, also had joy in his eyes when he saw him waking up, but turned a deaf ear to his yelling and cursing.
When he had scolded him enough, Zhang Feng said, "Did you feel comfortable scolding him? Er Qiangzi's life is not in danger." Then he told him exactly what happened after he fell into coma.
The gigolo was very curious about discovering the treasures of the Fire Ant Mercenary Group and insisted on taking a look. After seeing it, he couldn't help but sneered: "Mader, now it seems that this operation is really worth it."
After Er Qiangzi came to his senses, he told him the same story again. Zhao Qiang also wanted to go and have a look, but Zhang Feng refused.
The gunshot wound on his leg required rest, otherwise it was likely to leave sequelae.
"Gigolo, after you have almost recovered in two days, I will go with Johnson to find his tribe. We must bring him back before the news spreads, otherwise..." Zhang Feng did not continue. Go on.
Gigolo Ming
He didn't understand what he meant, nodded, and said: "You can go with peace of mind and come back as soon as possible. Don't worry, leave this place to me during this period. Let Zhai Qiang and Mike handle the affairs in the club. There shouldn't be any big problems. Now that we are not short of money, we must use it wisely.”
"Well, that's what I think too. Although we still have weapons that Hei Chi Hei got from Ping Sang, they are only weapons for individual soldiers and do not have enough firepower. Wait until I come back and see if I can find a channel to get them. These big guys need to arm the station." Zhang Feng then said, "Gigolo, I have another idea. Is it feasible?"
"Oh?" Hearing Zhang Feng's tone, the gigolo was curious about what he was thinking, "What are you thinking?"
"Every year, a large number of veterans enter the society in China, especially those in the second and third phases. They have long been accustomed to the life of the army and cannot adapt to society at all. Similarly, society does not provide them with more employment opportunities. These veterans The best choice for soldiers is to become bodyguards or security guards, and many of them even become thugs. They have dedicated their most precious youth to the motherland, but they are treated like this. It is really unfair... "
"Do you want to bring these outstanding veterans to come to us?" The gigolo frowned slightly and interrupted Zhang Feng's words: "Madman, three or two will not make any noise in the country. But I It sounds like you don’t want to recruit just three or two people? What if there is action in the country?”
"This is what I want to talk to you about. Your gigolo is a retired soldier of the Huaxia Kingdom, and so am I, Zhang Feng. Do you dare to say that you can give up this past fact? I can't! No matter at home or now. Lu Dawang, I, Zhang Feng, have never forgotten that I am a Chinese and a soldier of the Chinese nation! If there is a war, I will be recalled! And from the first day I set foot in Lu Dawang, I told myself that even if I create a mercenary group, That too… "
The gigolo still didn't let Zhang Feng finish his words, and interrupted directly: "Zhang Feng, you have not forgotten. I, Xu Yuwei, have never forgotten my roots! Since you said so, well, leave this matter to me. I'll do it. But... Madman, if you go against what you said one day, don't blame me for being a brother."
"If one day comes, I will blow my own head off without you!"