This is a reality that Qin Yuguan immediately realized after hearing Jing Hongming say that he had advised her to come back as soon as possible, but she did not come back, which he did not like to accept.
"She didn't come home." There was a bitterness in Qin Yuguan's reply to Jing Hongming that Xiao Xiao could hear.
"I know." After hearing Qin Yuguan's words, Jing Hongming was silent for a moment and then said this. He did not say that he would help Qin Yuguan inquire about Wang Yashan's whereabouts, but Qin Yuguan believed that
He will definitely do that.
Besides Jing Hongming, who else in Qingdao could have the ability to retain Wang Yashan, the captain of the Jiaozi Women's Special Team? After taking away Jing Hongming's phone, Qin Yuguan held on to the phone and remained silent for a long time.
Although Wang Yashan is responsible for the task of protecting others, she is also engaged in a profession that seems easy but is actually quite dangerous. No matter what mistakes she makes, it is something that everyone expected.
However, Qin Yuguan didn't think so. In his opinion, his uncle sent these gorgeous girls to Qingdao and assigned them the task of protecting him and Ye Muxue, and it did have some effects.
But in fact, he always thought that they were just a decoration, a decoration to scare those third-rate killers like Ruan Pingyun. If he wanted to rely on them to solve some of his troublesome problems, he might as well buy a Buddhist scripture and beg the Buddha.
Although this kind of thinking is a kind of contempt for the Jiaozi Special Forces Team, this is what Qin Yuguan thinks. He has always believed that fighting and killing matters are best done by men. Girls, especially
These beautiful girls, if they want to show off their heroic looks, it’s best to make movies. If they want to show off their skills in a dark place where the sun doesn’t shine, the best candidates are hot-blooded men like them.
When Qin Yuguan thinks this way, he does not mean to discriminate against women at all. He just wants all the beautiful and not beautiful girls in the world to have a warm and romantic life, so that they can have a youth worth remembering until they lose all their teeth.
Although he is a bit of a gangster and is a bit ruthless when facing women from hostile forces, since he has such thoughts, it can be seen that this kid still loves beautiful things in many cases.
At this time, the girl who was supposed to recall her glorious days in Qingdao in a few years just disappeared under the eyes of Longteng Twelve, who is known as the most powerful person in China. I don’t know if this counts.
It is a satire on the word 'dragon'.
"Did something really happen to Captain Wang?" Xiao Xiao asked in a low voice. She was a little afraid to look Qin Yuguan in the eyes, because in this man's eyes, she captured the legendary murderous aura that destroyed everything.
"Xiao Xiao." Qin Yuguan put away the phone, and when he turned around, his lazy indifference perfectly covered up his pretty face. Except for the coldness deep in his eyes, he brought out the troubling look.
He really deserves a beating when he looks like that.
"Brother Qin, I have a feeling that something might really happen to the King's team," Xiao Xiao said with mist in her eyes. Although she is the champion of the Jinghua Military Region and the deputy captain of the Jiaozi Special Team, it is fair to say that
She is just a little girl who likes to eat snacks and wear new clothes. After Wang Yashan, whom she had been with for several years, had an accident, an urge to throw herself into her father's arms and cry bitterly made her lips tremble.
He grabbed Qin Yuguan's sleeve: "Brother Qin, I know that you and your friend are the most powerful people in China. You must rescue Team Wang and my sister Yashan. I beg you.
!”
The most powerful person in China? After hearing this kind of flattery or sarcasm, Qin Yuguan smiled bitterly and patted her shoulder. In order to make the little girl regain her shaken confidence, Qin Yuguan finally made two
He held Xiao Xiao's shoulders with one hand and said seriously: "Xiao Xiao, do you believe that Brother Qin will rescue Wang Yashan?"
"Believe! I believe. If I don't believe in you, then I have no one to trust!" Xiao Xiao nodded repeatedly, with a pious look on his face, just like when a believer saw the great Lord and saw Qin Yuguan without any trace of him.
Secretly scolding him for being a gangster and disrespectful.
"Listen to me, Xiao Xiao, go and do what you should do. Regarding Wang Yashan, you leave it to me." In order to make Xiao Xiao, who looks like the girl next door, feel at ease, Qin Yuguan was forced to use his charm.
The trick of the road-sweeping old lady: show her white teeth, stare into her eyes, and smile.
"What happened to her?" After sending Xiao Xiao away, Qin Yuguan slowly returned to the room, holding his right elbow with his left hand and touching his chin with his right hand...
Wang Yashan slowly opened her eyes. There was no longer darkness in front of her eyes. Instead, there was a bright light that hurt her eyes, forcing her to close her eyes again.
"Dear madam, you finally woke up. The back of your neck doesn't hurt anymore, right?" This is a man's voice. If only the voice and the care in this sentence are enough, he can definitely participate in the TV station's good husband talent show.
Contest.
Wang Yashan wanted to block the bright light shining directly on her eyes with her hands, but she failed because she found herself sitting on a chair with her arms tied behind her back. Without struggling, she could feel that not only her arms
The arms were tied, and even the legs were exaggeratedly wrapped tightly with ropes several times. Except for the slight pain in the neck and the dizziness in the head, there was no other feeling like being hit.
This made her feel relieved, and her mind slowly calmed down.
Sometimes, for some strong women, she would rather die than accept a man she doesn't like to touch her. At some times, life is just a guarantee to fulfill a certain reputation. For those who have such a heart
For modern women who think this way, I don’t know if it is a kind of sadness, or a kind of protection, the protection of faith.
The man who spoke seemed to see what Wang Yashan was thinking. He smiled softly at first, and then continued in blunt Chinese: "Dear Madam, please rest assured, although many of our brothers are covetous of your beautiful body, but
Before you tell us everything we want to know, our boss and I will never allow this to happen."
"Very...good..." When Wang Yashan said the word "very good", she realized that there was something like a rope tied to her mouth, which made her feel very inconvenient when speaking. She knew that,
This was the protective measure the other party took to protect her because she was afraid that she would bite her tongue and commit suicide.
Wang Yashan is different from Xiao Xiao. Although her nerves are as careless as Zhan Zhao, she is also as indifferent as Jing Hongming. So after making sure that she had not suffered the most unacceptable thing, she immediately began to think about how to deal with it.
Although it was a little difficult for these people to speak, and drool would drip out of the corners of their mouths when they spoke, Wang Yashan still reluctantly asked while closing her eyes to avoid the beam of light: "Who are you? I am...
Where?"
"Turn out the lights."
Following the man's instructions, the dazzling light in Wang Yashan's eyes suddenly disappeared, allowing her to finally open her eyes and look at everything in front of her.
This should be a cave. There are at least seven or eight men standing in front of me. They should not be Europeans, but they are not Han either, because their slightly curled hair and beards can prove it. Han people don’t have that kind of nose and hair, and Europeans don’t have that kind of nose or hair.
But they rarely have the habit of growing beards and the dark side. Since they are not Europeans or Han Chinese, they should come from countries in the Middle East similar to Saudi Arabia, or they may be ethnic minorities in Xinjiang, China...
... After slowly opening her eyes and gradually adapting to the brightness, Wang Yashan immediately analyzed everything in front of her.
"Who are you?" Although Wang Yashan's words are almost nonsense, a person will definitely ask this sentence after being knocked unconscious and waking up.
"It doesn't matter who we are. What's important is that you just need to know that we don't belong to China," said the man with slightly curled hair, a nose that could be compared to an eagle, and a pair of deep-set eyes. He stood there
In front of Wang Yashan, there was a fierceness all over her body, and she had a masculine temperament that was very different from the pretty boys like Qin Yuguan.
"Can you tell me why?" Wang Yashan understood this very well when facing danger by speaking without listening to adjust her emotions. However, when she asked this question, she suddenly noticed the man in front of her.
There is a strap across his shoulders. The thing tied to the strap above the back of his shoulders should be a gun butt!
When she looked at the rest of the people, she was even more sure of what she was thinking. Each of these people had a rifle slung on their shoulders. If she hadn't been mistaken, this should be a rifle designed by the Soviet firearms designer Miha.
Automatic rifle designed by Il Timofeevich Kalashnikov: ak47.
ak is the abbreviation of Авtomatkaлaшhnkoвa. If the United States' global best-selling image product is Coca-Cola, then Russia's global best-selling image product should be - ak47. China's Type 56 submachine gun, Type 56-1 submachine gun, and Type 56-2 submachine gun
, are all copycat versions of it.
High-quality and low-priced things have always been liked by everyone except the human body itself.
The AK-47 has now become the most numerous and most effective weapon of war in the world, with global production reaching 40 million.
Because it is simple to make and cheap, in many countries it is even cheaper than a live chicken. At least 50 regular troops and countless miscellaneous combat organizations have chosen the ak-47 as an important combat tool. People around the world die from ak-47 every year.
With as many as 250,000 people under 47, it has become a veritable "weapon of mass destruction."
In the Vietnam War, the American M-16 rifle failed to withstand the madness of the AK-47, and in the recent Iraq War, Americans once again tasted its pain. Moreover, it has become a cultural symbol.
In the eyes of many people, its banana-shaped magazine is a symbol of death.
Forced by this situation, Kalashnikov, the inventor of the ak-47, is now 90 years old. He often feels uneasy about the killing machine he brought into the world. He once said something that many terrorists do not understand.
Favorite words: How I wish I invented a lawnmower!