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Chapter 141: Drilling Mountain Leopard

At this time, Peng Feng was thinking about how to start working after entering Taiyuan. In his hands, he was tightly hugging an old suitcase pressed on his lap. This suitcase contained a disassembled radio component. This was his

When he was in Xinxiang, a comrade from the Northern Bureau personally handed it to him. There were also some radio components packed in another wooden box and carried by his guard and assistant, Comrade Xiao Zhao. Xiao Zhao was sitting next to him. He also held the handle with both hands.

He held the wooden box on his lap. There was no way around it. The carriage was too crowded, with people sitting and standing taking up the entire space. If he hadn't been sitting by the window, even breathing would have been a bit difficult.

You must know how precious radio stations during this period were to the blocked red organization. Peng Feng knew that the organization could allocate a radio station to him under such difficult conditions, which shows that it was given to him to go to Shanxi to carry out work.

Great support and expectations. "We can't live up to the trust of the organization. We must forge ahead." Peng Feng secretly encouraged himself.

At this moment, the car suddenly braked suddenly, and the people standing there were unable to guard against it. They were suddenly thrown forward by the inertia. People fell on top of each other and turned over, and they all screamed. The suitcase on Peng Feng's chest

He pushed hard against the backrest of the front seat, causing unbearable pain in his chest. He couldn't help but cry out "Ouch!"

Before everyone could recover, they heard "bang-bang-bang!" outside the car. A burst of gunfire sounded, and then a loud voice came: "People in the car, listen, if you don't want to die, put the gun in your hand."

The boxes and parcels were placed in the car and they all walked out one by one. I counted to ten and before they got off, I fired at the car. Now let’s start..."

Peng Feng knew that he was being bandited, so he quickly looked out of the car and saw a dark group of people surrounding the car. Everyone had weapons in their hands, and he even saw a Czech light machine gun in front of the car.

Peng Feng's heart dropped. What should he do? Did he throw away the precious radio station before the task assigned by the organization even started?

Fighting? But there are more than a hundred bandits, and only one pistol, Xiao Zhao, how many people can fight? I am not afraid of sacrifice, but what if I sacrifice the mission?

Peng Feng had countless ideas that came to his mind but were rejected. Time was running out. At this time, everyone in the car jumped out of the car in a hurry. Every one who got off was knocked down by the bandits, and they were immediately tied up and began to search.

At this time, Peng Feng saw Xiao Zhao beside him reaching for his waist. He quickly stretched out his hand to hold it down and shook his head slightly. At this time, the voice under the car had already counted to eight. The two foreigners in front had to get up and get out of the car.

The bodyguard next to him didn't dare to resist, so he walked down. Then he saw a few bandits coming up to tie up the two foreigners. The female foreigner screamed and said something, but no one could understand it.

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The bodyguard was found with a pistol by the bandits. Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, a bearded bandit raised his hand and shot him in the head. The bodyguard fell to the sky, and red and white sprays were sprayed everywhere on the ground. Immediately someone screamed.

When she got up, the foreign woman yelled angrily at the bearded man, but no one understood her. The bearded man slapped her and stopped her voice instantly. She also fell to the ground, and then she lay low on the ground.

cried loudly.

Peng Feng became even more nervous when he saw this. This was a group of bandits who killed without batting an eye. It looked like anyone with a gun would be killed. In his haste, he took out the pistol from Xiao Zhao's waist and covered it with the cuffs of his long shirt. At this time,

When he heard that the count below had reached ten, he quickly shouted: "Don't shoot, we are blocked behind, we will come down immediately."

He immediately walked towards the car door, and when he was about to get out of the car, he pretended to be panicked and stumbled. With a flick of his right sleeve, he threw the pistol under the seat of the bodyguard just now.

As soon as Peng Feng got out of the car, he was hit by the butt of a rifle on the ground. He heard the bearded bandit shout: "Damn it, I counted to ten and I still can't get down. I think you guys are tired of living." Then a big foot was thrown.

He stepped on it hard, and Peng Feng quickly turned around. He felt as if his back was stepped on by an elephant's hoof, and his internal organs seemed to be squeezed into his chest. A stream of liquid with a fishy and sweet taste rushed out of his mouth.

When he came out, his head felt dizzy. He hurriedly saw that Xiao Zhao was surrounded and beaten by several bandits. He was so angry that he fainted as soon as his vision went dark.

When Peng Feng woke up again, he found that his hands were trapped. He quickly looked around and saw that Xiao Zhao was also tied up and lying on his side on the ground, motionless, with a pool of blood in front of him. Peng Feng felt annoyed, if he had known better.

It's better to fight it out, these bandits deserve to die.

I saw the bandits carrying the gifts from the car. Peng Feng saw the suitcase containing the radio being lifted down by a bandit. He felt heartache like a razor blade. The precious radio station entrusted to him by the organization was just gone. He heard

A bandit in the car shouted: "There is another pistol here, just under the front seat." Peng Feng felt nervous again.

The bearded bandit rushed to the car, then took the pistol that Xiao Zhao had carried before and came to the tied people. He asked fiercely: "Whose pistol is this? Don't tell me.

Kill you all. Who is sitting in the front row? Tell me."

Only a trembling voice was heard: "Those foreigners are in the front row, maybe they belong to the bodyguard." It was the driver who had the courage to speak.

The bearded man asked carefully about the seat of the bodyguard who was killed, and then he played with the revolver in his hand angrily and said: "What a bastard. A pustule actually carries two guns. I asked you to carry ten."

It’s also for free.”

Then the bandits tied up everyone's hands and feet. They brought a few packhorses and loaded all the salutes on their backs, and then put the two foreigners who had been gagged and the three slightly younger female passengers on them.

Got a mule.

The bearded man walked up to the people who were tied up and shouted loudly: "Listen up, I won't change my name in business or my surname in office. People in the world will call me Zuanshan Leopard. From now on, this road will be my territory, Mr. Bao. These days

Everyone is my meat ticket. You take the letter back and ask for a ransom of three thousand oceans each for these two foreigners and five hundred oceans each for those women. I will wait for a month. When the time is up and I don’t see the money, I will start to tear up the money."

After saying that, he spat on the ground and said: "You are lucky, you met me, Master Bao, so I left you with a miserable life, why? Why don't you thank me, Master Bao?"

Everyone shouted in fear: "Thank you, Master Bao, for not killing me." "Thank you, Master Bao, for showing mercy." "Thank you, Master Bao!" "Thank you, Master Bao, for your righteousness..."

"Hahaha!" When the bearded man saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing loudly with pride, and the minions below also laughed together. This is what I call domineering, and this is what I call living at ease. Take it away

You want you to thank us, you are so mean, you deserve to be robbed. It is so comfortable to follow Mr. Bao. A few of the minions were still looking at the young women on the mules with eager eyes, thinking that they are waiting for Bao.

Now that I've had enough fun, it's our turn to have fun. (To be continued)

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