Volume 6 [The tiger is also strong when it goes to sea] NO.33 Drinking Red Bull
The location of the Erfanni is actually the sandy beach of Haungu Bay. At the Zhaogang estuary, it is easy for Zhang Bi to rush to Bangkok, but it is difficult to return. The problem now is that martial law has begun near the port.
The army began to control the port, but still had no intention of entering Greater Bangkok.
Even if he broke through the siege of the militants, Zhang Bi would not choose to rush towards the port. That would definitely be seeking death. The Thai government forces are useless, but that doesn't mean they would let them go, rob them of arms, and kill or injure Thai soldiers.
Rough bandit.
"Clear the place and put the tables together!"
Zhang Sanxian was yelling there, and several people blocked all the tables, chairs, benches, and sofas at the entrance of the stairs as a bunker.
Zhang Bingsheng was carried to the table, and with a tearing sound, his trouser legs were torn open, leaving a mess of blood and flesh. However, like Zhang Juncai, it was not a direct shot. It might have penetrated something and hit him. Fortunately, he was not injured.
Thigh aorta.
"Bingsheng! Can you hold on?!"
Zhang Sanxian suddenly asked him loudly.
The old man was about to nod, but he saw Zhang Laosan stuffing a ball of towel into his mouth, and then he heard a pop sound, and Zhang Laosan had stabbed Zhang Bingsheng's thigh with a knife.
A bandage protruding from a bottle of strong liquor was slowly burning, and a short knife had been burning for a while, but Zhang Bingsheng didn't notice it.
The short knife was also on the car, maybe it was a Thai dagger or something.
Zhang Bingsheng wanted to shout in pain, but several old men held him down, preventing him from moving. A ball of rags had been bitten and made a crunching sound. The blood vessels on the old man's forehead bulged, and his face turned red from suppressing it.
One eyeball seemed to pop out.
When!
A bloody yellow bullet was thrown on the table, and Zhang Sanxian seemed to collapse. He sat down on the chair next to him and gasped for air.
The ball of rags was spat out, and Zhang Bingsheng howled loudly: "Zhang Laosan, I'm going to fuck you."
Zhang Sanxian went up and slapped him: "You son of a bitch. If you still have the energy to curse, you will definitely die and be sent to the crematorium in China. If you die, you little bastard, I will personally carry your coffin!"
The old men breathed a sigh of relief and quickly sprinkled styptic powder on the wound. At the same time, they used a very brutal method to tighten a thick rope at the base of the thigh, and wrapped the bandage around it.
Zhang Ben looked here. Then he listened to the sound at the stairs going upstairs. He didn't hear anything, and felt a little relieved.
He leaned against the wall, almost paralyzed.
"How is Xiao Ben?"
Zhang Yisheng asked with concern.
The third young master glanced at him: The little beast can still breathe, leave him alone!"
"Why is Xiao Ben in Thailand? It's incredible."
Several old men all found it strange that they met Zhang Bi here. The probability of this was really too small. You know, these old bastards all knew that it was the gentlemen from the university who wanted to keep their little ones.
Tiger, how did you know that Zhang Laosan's grandson was actually a turtle bastard who died and went to the high seas to box.
Zhang Bi was too lazy to speak. Helen came over and gave him a look. Zhang Bi stood up, staggered two steps, began to adjust his breathing, and then looked around. Suddenly there was a loud gunshot outside.
Goo Goo Goo Goo!
All the glass at the windows was broken. There were shards of glass everywhere.
The old guys were furious. Zhang Yisheng picked up Zhao. and leaned against the wall. He raised the gun and fired three rounds of bullets. Two gunmen on the ground outside were killed on the spot. One was shot twice in the chest. The other was shot through the eyeball.
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"Son of a bitch. You think I'm a sick cat!"
Zhang Yisheng's marksmanship is also unparalleled. Among all Zhang Yisheng, except for the two who died, he and Zhang Juncai's marksmanship is weird. They are so powerful that they can scare people to death.
Moreover, these people from Tubal Road are among the few people who have a record of piercing two with one shot. The Japanese soldiers' steel helmets are useless, and they can still be pierced with one shot.
Of course, this is also the reason why these idiots have no idea what the helmet is used for.
Three shots killed two, and the person behind them was silenced on the spot.
Agachai's general, Meng Fengye, who presided over the kidnapping incident here, was frightened and angry at this time. He thought that they would have an opportunity to take advantage of the government troops leaving the red shirts alone, but they did not expect to encounter this crazy vote.
The worst thing is that the old Chinese man with a black face is simply inhuman and more powerful than they imagined.
"Snipers! They have snipers!"
"There's a sniper upstairs!"
Meng Feng was also surrounded by shouts. Their ferocious arrogance was weakening a lot at this time. In the securities trading hall, there were dozens of dead bodies, all of them were members of the anti-government armed forces in southern Thailand. Except for the three Japanese hostages,
One British person and two Americans died, and the rest were only slightly injured and frightened. The reason for the death of the hostages may be due to the fierce exchange of fire between the two sides. The two outermost Japanese were directly killed by Zhang Bi's grenades.
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"Fucking sniper!"
Meng Zheng also slapped his men on the face. He knew that the other men did not have sniper rifles, but some of the old men among them had really good marksmanship.
Where did this old Chinese man come from?
Meng Ze is now worried that the government troops in the greater Bangkok area of Thailand will be surrounded, but seeing the streets around him are still congested and the Red Shirt Army parade with no end in sight, Meng Feng still has confidence.
Agachai was already so angry that he was going crazy. The number of armed members of the southern Thai anti-government forces was already limited. He brought out more than 500 people at a time to operate in the greater Bangkok area. It was really very risky.
Well, now dozens of people are dead? And the other party just had a strong man with a black face and eighteen old men?
On the second floor, Zhang Yisheng pressed his hand down, meaning that there was no big problem.
Zhang Sanxian breathed a sigh of relief. Just a moment ago, he picked up the automatic rifle and was ready to take action. Zhang Bingsheng was now sweating on his painful forehead. The old man howled just now, but now he even groaned without making any sound. Damn it.
Tough bones!
"What a bitch! If I die in Thailand, I won't be convinced!"
Zhang Bingsheng suddenly roared.
"You are not convinced! I wish you would die outside!"
Zhang Sanxian glared at him.
The old lame man gritted his teeth and cursed: "It's all those little bastards who are disobedient. They've heard us go see a transvestite a long time ago. They're such a bastards, and they're going to let me get shot? Fuck you bastards! I'm so unlucky."
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Zhang Ben just stood up and took two steps forward. When he heard these words, he almost fainted without breathing.
Although I knew in the past that these crooked old men often tell happy and dirty jokes, what the hell is the situation now? They are already at war. Damn it, you still have the time to discuss Thai shemales!
"Give me a cigarette,"
Zhang Bingsheng rolled his eyes weakly.
"Old Coffin, do you still have the energy to smoke?"
While cursing, Zhang Sanxian took out a pack of Lao Yun cigarettes that he had snatched from Kaohsiung from his pants pocket, and shook one out with a trembling voice. Zhang Bingsheng was about to reach out to take it when the third young master took it in his mouth and moved it to Lie Li.
He lit a bottle of wine and took a puff. Before Zhang Bingsheng could curse, the old man put the cigarette to his mouth while blowing smoke rings.
"Eighteen people smoke one cigarette, one puff per person, four years."
Zhang Bingsheng even reached out to flick the cigarette ashes. The old man squinted his eyes, took a puff of cigarette, and seemed to have forgotten the pain. He said softly: "Speaking of which, I am still a handsome brother who is doing justice."
"Eat your cigarette. Where do you come from with so much nonsense!"
Zhang Juncai was also shot in the shoulder, but he was fine for the time being. He just applied styptic powder and wrapped a bandage and it was over.
Several people laughed. After all, if you want to die, you should die early. It is God's blessing that you can live for such a long time.
Zhang Ben supported Helen and walked two steps. Finally, he felt the blood flowing through his limbs again. The pressure in his chest suddenly decreased. The two were looking for the lounge on this floor. Helen knew Thai, so after finding the lounge
.I found a lot of food from those cabinets.
Dry bread, ham, sausage, grapefruit puffs, "Give me a cup of hot coffee."
Zhang Bi said softly to Helen.
At this time, the water dispenser had begun to heat up, and Zhang Bi quickly devoured the food. After a while, a cup of instant coffee was placed in front of Zhang Bi's eyes. Zhang Bi slowly took a sip, and then whispered with trembling lips: "Thank you.
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He had exerted too much physical energy before. Suddenly he relaxed and felt a little exhausted.
Pointing to the food and water, Zhang Bi said to Helen: "Take it over and give them some to eat too."
Helen nodded and hurriedly walked outside with the food in her arms. Now she felt that being able to do something for Zhang Bi would make her feel that her existence was not a burden.
In fact, she is really an indispensable figure, because among this group of people, she is the only one who understands Thai. When necessary, her help is really needed.
After Zhang Ben saw Helen go out, he closed the door to the lounge and stared at the bucket on the water dispenser with serious eyes.
A few minutes later, Zhang Bi walked up to the old guys with a dozen paper cups and a bucket of pure water and said, "Drink some water."
"I just drank." Zhang Sanxian said in a low voice.
"This is added with energy drink." Zhang Ben said with a strange expression.
Then the old men each took a cup, and Zhang Bi brought it to them one by one. Zhang Sanxian drank while asking: "What kind of water is this? It tastes okay. Is there any more? The water that Thai people drink is quite clean."
ah."
Zhang Bingsheng was also helped up by Zhang Bi and had a drink. The old guy was also stunned for a moment: "It tastes really good. What did you add to the energy drink? I'll buy more when I go home."
Zhang Ben's mouth twitched, he was stunned for a while and said: "Red Bull."
Helen couldn't understand what they were saying, so she had to stand aside and say nothing. However, Zhang Laosan nodded: "This little girl is good. Although she is crying and crying, she is also scared, but she has perseverance and rushed over all the way. She didn't get down.
good!"
Although Helen didn't understand what Mr. Zhang was talking about, she knew that he was praising her as he looked at her and talked to Yan Yuese.
Zhang Bi nodded and said: "I rushed over from the port and relied on her to lead the way. She has been to Bangkok for three months before, so she is quite familiar with this place."
"This little foreign lady has delicate skin and tender flesh, so she can endure some hardships."
Zhang Yisheng grinned and drank water. Several old men laughed and said: "Hey, my luck is not too bad today. At least I saw Xiao Ben running away with a young lady from Sichuan. Tsk tsk.
, a decent little girl.
"I still think that little Japanese girl is pretty." Zhang Bingsheng suddenly said.
"You little bitch will die if you don't speak. Don't talk too much if you don't know you're injured and losing blood!"
Zhang Sanxian glared at him, and Zhang Bingsheng said bitterly: "I'm going, I'm going to slap you just now!"
Snapped!
Mr. Zhang gave him a slap in the face with his backhand: "I'm not afraid of a reinforcement even if I slap someone of your level. You still want to overturn your plan?"
Zhang Bing was trembling with anger, blowing his beard and staring, but finally held his breath and stopped talking. These old guys have absolutely nothing to do. They were like that when they were young, and they are still like that now.
"Don't underestimate her. I am the prince of a European country, and she is a serious princess."
Zhang Bi leaned against the window, looked down, and said.
Several old people shrank under the window sill, and then said with a smile: "Still a princess? Tsk tsk, that's amazing! When will we get a queen, haha. It also shows the majesty of our Zhang Family Courtyard!"
They didn't say that they were from the Zhang family in Yangzhou, they only recognized Zhang Sanxian. When they left Yangzhou, they had nothing to do with the Zhang family in Yangzhou. Is it none of their business?
"Damn, the phone isn't working!"
An old man slammed the phone in the corner. There was no sound at all. It was obvious that there must be a problem with the line.
"The Thai police are just like pigs and bastards, shit-eating dogs, and they are being made like this on their own land!"
Zhang Juncai couldn't stand it anymore and pulled off the bandage. Seeing this, Zhang Ben threw the spur on his leg. After the old man caught it, he burned it on the bottle of liquor. Zhang Juncai saw this and cursed:
"Son of a bitch, what do you want to do?"
"Hold him down!"
Zhang Laosan gave the order, and several old men immediately followed suit. They grabbed Zhang Juncai, raised his hands and feet, and pressed him directly on the table.
"Zhang Laosan! What are you going to do! How dare you! You son of a bitch, how dare you! **Fuck your mother!"
With a scream, the military assassin stabbed directly in. At the same time, Zhang Sanxian tore a piece of cloth from his body and stuffed it into his mouth. He also cursed: "I'll curse you, call you a bitch, I'll kill you!"
For a while, the old men around him pressed hard with all their strength. Zhang Yisheng even cursed: "Son of a bitch, this old beast has no strength."
Back then, it was like killing silk, but today it is still so violent and bloody. Compared with this, Guan Gong's scraping of bones and healing wounds is nothing!
Zhang Juncai cursed in his heart, and because the cloth was stuffed in his mouth, he could only scream wildly. His body was struggling incessantly, and the pain was excruciating.
But these old men didn't seem to notice that they seemed to be in high spirits after drinking the bucket of water with Red Bull that Zhang Ben brought.