The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

Zhao Ming laughed when he heard this: "I've heard that Yao Zhenfei is very loyal on the road, but those who hang out on the road are gangsters after all. They are not the same people as us, but now I have regarded you as a brother."

The hen smiled slightly: "Don't be so narcissistic, we don't treat you as brothers."

"If we can get out alive, then we must find a place to drink."

There was a smile on Wang Zhiyong's face, and when he was about to say something, the tent was suddenly opened, and then several people walked in quickly. After scanning around, these people immediately walked in towards Yingying and the others.

The expressions of Zhao Ming and others changed, and they hurriedly closed their mouths without speaking again. They just glanced at them with cold eyes.

A young man walked up to them at this time, looked at Zhao Ming and the others with cold eyes, then opened his mouth and said something unknown, and then waved his hand.

Immediately, two people walked up to Zhao Ming and Wang Zhiyong, opened their mouths and said a few words. It was obvious from the fierce expressions on their faces that they should be curse words.

then.

These two men dragged Zhao Ming and Wang Zhiyong from the ground and pushed them to stand in front of the young man.

The young man looked at the two of them with cold eyes, and this time he spoke in Mandarin: "Have you two thought about it? Tell us where you hid the things, and then I can ask them to spare you!"

"Bah! Dreaming!"

Zhao Ming spat directly on the young man's face, laughed wildly and then cursed: "Yang Lin, you are a fucking piece of trash. As a Chinese, you actually betrayed the country and worked as a dog for trash like Red Scorpion. If your ancestors knew about it, I'm afraid they would be eager to get up from the ground and clean up the house!"

The young man stood there without moving, letting Zhao Ming spit all over his face. Then a strange smile appeared on his face. After wiping his face, he suddenly raised his foot and slammed Zhao Ming's stomach. superior.

"Bang!"

Zhao Ming immediately snorted and bent down like a cooked shrimp. His face was flushed, the veins on his head were constantly twisting, and his face was full of pain. He felt the opponent's kick, which almost touched him. His intestines were about to break.

"Old Zhao!" Wang Zhiyong roared angrily, "You bastard! Attack your own compatriots! Are you still a Chinese!"

Yang Lin chuckled lightly and looked at him disdainfully: "Why are Chinese people not Chinese? For me, money is all that matters. As long as I have money, it's no problem for me to call you dad. Red Scorpion can give me dozens of dollars." One million, what can you give me?"

After saying that, he sneered and said, "Damn it, what nonsense am I talking to you about? A bunch of idiots are willing to come here and die after being deceived for a few words. You have no idea what I'm talking about."

Wang Zhiyong looked angry.

In fact, they were arrested this time because of Yang Lin. This guy used to be in the army, but later retired. It seems that he went to East Africa to work as a mercenary and came back a few years later.

Not long ago, they discovered his identity among Red Scorpion's team, which surprised them very much. They thought that maybe they could use his identity as a compatriot to make him an internal agent for them and others.

The initial contact was indeed smooth, but after they discovered Red Scorpion's purpose, this guy revealed his true colors, caught them with his own hands, and handed them over to Red Scorpion as a certificate of surrender.

This made Zhao Ming and Wang Zhiyong hate this guy to the core.

"Fuck! If you have the fucking ability, just let me go and let me challenge you. I'll kill you!" Wang Zhiyong said sternly.

A strange look flashed in Yang Lin's eyes, and he smiled slightly and said, "Then I can meet your request." After speaking, he waved his hand.

The man who grabbed Wang Zhiyong immediately let go.

Wang Zhiyong was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, followed by a sharp pain in his abdomen. He flew backwards, knocked over something unknown with a thud, and then disappeared. movement.

"Son of a bitch!" The eagle and the hen stared at Yang Lin when they saw this, and yelled angrily: "You don't follow the fucking rules!"

Yang Lin retracted his feet and looked at them contemptuously: "I promised to let him go, but I didn't promise to loosen his bonds." After saying that, he grabbed Zhao Ming's chin and said coldly: "Anyway, there are two of you. There’s nothing wrong with killing one, so don’t wear down my patience and tell me where it’s hidden.”

Zhao Ming opened his eyes, looked at him contemptuously, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood: "Bastard, you can be arrogant at this time, our people will be here soon, and then you can just wait to die."

"Your people? Do you mean the patrol team or your useless colleagues?"

Yang Lin laughed and said disdainfully: "Don't talk about those rubbish. Even the people in the military region are rubbish in my eyes. If they are willing to die, I will kill as many as they can."

"Bah!" Zhao Ming spat out another mouthful of blood and said scornfully: "How dare you fucking be so arrogant towards us."

When Yang Lin heard this, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he suddenly approached Zhao Ming and whispered in his ear: "When you contacted me before, didn't you want to know about my experience as a mercenary? In fact, tell me It doesn’t matter to you, it’s not important now anyway.”

Zhao Ming was stunned for a moment, not knowing what this guy wanted to say, but his expression changed the next moment.

Yang Lin said softly: "I come from the God of War Temple. I know you must have heard of it, and also heard of the Lord God of War, and the twelve God of War Guards. But don't be too nervous. I am not a God of War Guard, just a God of War Guard. The following is the captain of the God of War team, but if those big shots hadn’t suddenly disappeared, then I guess I would have become the God of War guard by now.”

Zhao Ming's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked at Yang Lin with shock and anger: "Are you lying to me?"

"Ha ha!"

Yang Lin laughed loudly, dropped Zhao Ming, and said, "I'm not in the mood to lie to you! Since you don't want to speak, forget it. I only want to talk to you because of my status as a compatriot. But Na Ka and Uman are not as easy to talk to as I am. Since you are looking for death, then forget it."

Zhao Ming's face suddenly became very gloomy. The Temple of War may be considered a secret to ordinary members of the city bureau, but for people like them who work on the border, how could they not be aware of the fact that they often come into contact with mercenaries.

So Yang Lin's words made him feel a chill in his heart. If this guy was really from the Temple of War, it would be too dangerous. It would be fine if the people above didn't find them, but if they found them, what would happen if they were not found? Acting with knowledge of the situation... will definitely lead to a tragedy!

But now he has no way to notify the superiors, which makes Zhao Ming feel desperate.

Yang Lin didn't want to care about Zhao Ming and the others at this time. When he turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly saw Wang Jing lying on the ground. His eyes suddenly lit up. He licked his lips and said, "Huh? There were no prisoners among them before. I’ve seen such a beautiful woman.”