Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.136 Difficult persistence
"shot!"
Peng Yibiao closed his eyes and said coldly.
Zhang Ben smiled happily, took the sniper rifle in Peng Yibiao's hand, threw it casually, and with a pop, it slid down the slope from an unknown distance.
Peng Yibiao estimated that this distance was about twenty meters!
How much strength does this have?
He saw that Zhang Bi could swing a sniper rifle twenty meters away with just a casual flick of his wrist?
Monster like power.
The cold barrel of the 92 pistol was pressed close to the center of his eyebrows. Zhang Bi sneered: "You are dead. Where can I find the Golden Miao Buddha? The Dawa Living Buddha of Xialu Temple cannot be explained to anyone. You are so ungrateful and ungrateful."
Bastard!"
Peng Yibiao was shocked, opened his eyes and said, "Who are you from Xialu Temple?"
"Hey! You finally have some reaction! Say, Golden Faced Buddha, where did you get it?"
Zhang Ben shouted sharply.
Peng Yibiao just felt that the guy in front of him was a fierce ghost and god, completely crushing him, extremely powerful, and that feeling was very bad.
"Can you give me a chance to survive?"
Peng Yibiao said suddenly.
"Prostitution, gambling and drugs...you have been a soldier, you don't know how big a crime this is!"
Zhang Bi said sarcastically.
Huang does not refer to prostitution, but to forcing women into prostitution, abducting women and forcing women into prostitution. This crime, three hundred years ago, in the Ming Dynasty, was the crime of beheading after the Autumn. If it were thrown into the Qin Dynasty, then
It's even more likely that the car will break!
Gambling is not about gambling on your own, it is about sitting in a bank and gambling together to make money for others. It forces their families to be broken up, their wives are separated, and this crime is a crime that has people beheading their hands and feet and abandoning their bodies, and their eyes must be gouged out.
To put it bluntly, most of these people do not have a complete body.
Cutting off your hands and feet is punishment during life, and gouging out your eyes is suffering after death. You will not be able to find your way to hell after death, and you will only be a lonely ghost.
Drugs...needless to say. Whether producing or selling drugs, they are all punishable by death.
Especially poison. Since 1840, the reputation of the Opium War has crushed the backbone of Chinese people for hundreds of years. It was not until 1949 that all this was truly washed away.
Even if he is a martial arts practitioner or a hero in the world, if anyone is contaminated with hibiscus paste, he will become a waste sooner or later.
Huo Yuanjia, the hero of Jinmen at that time, founded the Jingwu Sports Association, and its spirit influenced a generation. It was also because of the unbearable past that made people feel an unforgettable hatred.
Even Zhang Bi's great-grandfather Zhang Degong almost lost his fame in this opium den.
Sometimes, international friendship must be talked about every year, while national hatred is passed down from generation to generation!
The revenge of ten lifetimes can still be avenged!
"I didn't take drugs! Let me live!"
Peng Yibiao said in a deep voice: "I only want money, let me live a life, I kowtow to the Buddha, and go to Xialu Temple to apologize! I just want to live, and live richly!"
"I don't believe it."
Zhang Bi's pistol made no move at all.
Peng Yibiao's heart was already full of lamentation. He had seen many hard-hearted people, but he had never seen such a cruel person. In other words... he did not expect that there was someone like the one in front of him who could do so with just his momentum.
It gives one a feeling of brutality.
The gold medal dog king has been wandering around in Western Xinjiang, and his skills are not bad, but just because his skills are not bad, and because he is a master, he knows very well that a person who is good at one level is a person who is thousands of miles away.
Unless you enter the same realm, there is no way to resist.
"Indeed...my words are indeed unconvincing!"
Peng Yibiao's eyes were gloomy and he said in a deep voice: "But I can't die now. I have to live. Give me a condition and see how I can survive!"
Zhang Bi mocked: "As the old saying goes: settle accounts after the fall! Only when the police figure out your case will they decide whether to kill you or not. If I don't kill you now, it's because I still want the Golden Faced Buddha. You now
If you don't give it to me, I will kill you immediately without hesitation. If you give it to me now, you still have a chance to survive."
"I can't trust you."
Peng Yibiao said in a deep voice.
Zhang Bi laughed loudly: "I, a man from the Zhang family, are upright and upright. Every word I speak is like a nail on the door! Do you think I am just like you, a rabble who just hides in the mountains and shows off his power?
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His face was extremely proud, and his tone was even more arrogant. This kind of arrogance in his bones made Peng Yibiao feel ashamed. The feeling Zhang Bi gave him was not that of arrogance and domineering, but of natural pride.
Zhang Sanxian is like this, Zhang Yaozu is like this, and Zhang Bi is like this!
In the distance, the sound of cars gradually came, and you could see the jeeps approaching continuously. Zhang Bi looked at Peng Yibiao and said coldly: "Do you want to die now, or hand over your things? I'll give you three seconds."
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"I give it!"
Peng Yibiao said without hesitation.
Zhang Bi moved the 92 pistol away and raised it slightly. Peng Yibiao suddenly dodged and pulled out a pistol from his side. However, Zhang Bi seemed to have expected it. With a flick of his left wrist, a military thorn pierced Peng Yibiao's side.
Arm, the gold medal dog king groaned and dropped the pistol.
This is a Colt, a good gun, but the bullets won't fire.
"It's interesting, I haven't given up yet."
When Zhang Bi said this, there was a smile on his face. He didn't know whether it was appreciation or ridicule.
Peng Yibiao took two steps back. He didn't dare to pull out the thorn at this time. Pulling it out would only bleed faster.
Xu Haibing and the others had slowly parked the car. The car lights were looking at this side. Peng Yibiao closed his eyes. In this case, there was no chance at all.
Unless he dies together.
But he doesn't want to die, so he won't do it.
If Zhang Bi decides who to kill, if the only option is to die together in the end, he will choose it without hesitation and will not give up until he achieves his goal!
"Peng Yibiao!"
Zheng Haigang shouted in a deep voice.
Peng Yibiao raised his hand slightly to block the light. When the thin body came into view, he recognized it and said: "Huh! I didn't expect it was you! Zheng Haigang, you saw my joke!"
Li Yijun on the side obviously felt that their arrangement was like rubbish and had no use. This time when they arrived at the destination, Zhang Bi basically completed the task that even their company might not be able to complete. Those from the General Staff Special Service came out
The group of arrogant soldiers were all in shock and had no time to reflect.
Of course, the group of people who were showing off in Hotan in the first place now have shameful expressions on their faces.
The aces in the field army also had shocked expressions on their faces. They never expected that the famous gold medal dog king Peng Yibiao would be in such a miserable state now.
Zhang Bi kicked him over and pulled out the general's thorn. Xu Haibing grabbed Peng Yibiao's wrist and poured the styptic powder on it.
"Xu Haibing! It's you!"
Anyone who knows how good Zheng Haigang is, knows that this guy has a good brother, Xu Haibing, but Xu Haibing was assigned to the armed police system as an instructor, and now he is just like a dog, so his reputation has naturally dissipated.
As the saying goes, only a person as fierce as Zhang Yaozu can leave a reputation. And only a person as fierce as Zhang Yaozu can leave a place and still be able to make people talk about him.
His ability is shocking and frightening.
"Golden Dog King? Hey..."
Xu Haibing shook his head, with disdain and ridicule on his face.
Peng Yibiao endured the severe pain and said: "That's right! I fell into trouble. I fell into the hands of one person. Hundreds of people, all considered to be top-notch experts on the road, were actually chopped into pieces by one person like vegetables. Hey... take it.
!I obey!”
"If you dare to ask your friends, please give me your name!"
Peng Yibiao knew that Zhang Ben's surname was Zhang, but wanted to ask clearly.
"Listen up! My surname is Zhang Mingben! I don't want to change my name when I'm walking, but I don't want to change my surname when I sit down. I am Zhang Yaozu!"
Zhang Bi's words made Peng Yibiao stay there.
"Zhang Yaozu——"
He actually yelled.
With wide eyes, he looked at Zhang Bi, looking up and down, incredulously: "It's so similar... Hahahaha, Zhang Yaozu! I'm convinced... You are even more powerful than Zhang Yaozu! Even more powerful!"
In those days, there were only a few people who could rule the roost in Sichuan, Tibet, Yunnan and Guizhou. Zhang Yaozu was known as the Tiger of Vietnam because of his terrifying performance in the counterattack against Vietnam.
That kind of madness that never gives up to achieve his goal can make one group of people want to shoot him, while another group of people want to save him.
But in fact, those who experienced that process in that era, and those who saw Zhang Yaozu being sent to the military court, knew very well that that bastard did not take his own life at all.
If you die, you will die! I am afraid of a bird!
"snort!"
Zhang Ben snorted coldly, turned his head away with disdain, and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
As long as you get the Golden Face Buddha, everything will be easy.
The man was handcuffed and several brave soldiers were guarding him. Among the two valleys, only Peng Yibiao escaped and did not die on the spot.
"There are still seven or eight villages."
Li Yijun said.
However, Zhang Bi was too lazy to pay attention to him and said: "Uncle Xu, I will go back to Hotan with them!"
"Xiao Ben, are you going back?"
Xu Haibing asked in surprise.
"The remaining seven or eight villages are probably for poison manufacturing. You can handle it yourself!"
Xu Haibing had nothing to say, and Zheng Haigang was also frightened by the ferocity of this guy. The most terrifying thing is that after all this, not a single hair on this guy was hurt. Can he still be considered a human being?
Zhang Yaozu’s son! Grandma is a bitch... what a damn man!
Zheng Haigang said this in his heart, feeling even more admiration and envy.
Compared with Zhang Yaozu, Zheng Haigang lost. Now it is his son's turn to grow up. When he thinks of his son, Zheng Haigang feels angry and hateful. He hates himself and his son. Naturally, he knows that this abnormal feeling is wrong.
, but I have to admit that sometimes, there is no way to control it.
"Where is Zhang Yao's ancestor?"
In the car, Peng Yibiao's arm had already been wrapped with a bandage. He was also a tough guy, so the injury was trivial, although for most people, being stabbed like this by a military assassin would probably bring out his own parents.
"Better than you!"
Zhang Ben said coldly.
Peng Yibiao looked away in shame and said in a deep voice: "In terms of perseverance, no one can compare to Zhang Yaozu! In the Vietnam War, he lost a brother. The country and the family hated him. But I really didn't expect...his son.
, turned out to be stronger and more powerful than him!"
Zhang Bi did not answer, but reminded: "Don't forget the Golden Face Buddha!"
The gold medal dog king obviously paused and said in a low voice: "I think at the beginning, Zhang Yaozu and I were separated from each other, only heard about him but never saw him, and we have friendship with Xialu Temple. After all, he is still mine.
Senior Living Buddha Dawa once said to me: When it comes to Han heroes, you are still a little short of it. You will know when you meet that person in the future."
Zhang Ben glanced sideways and thought to himself: How did this guy get involved with Xialu Temple?
"At first I was quite dissatisfied, even disdainful, but after what Zhang Yaozu did in Vietnam, I no longer had the courage to go east to Yunnan. I stayed in Western Xinjiang all year round and did not dare to challenge."
Peng Yibiao said mockingly: "The king of soldiers...the strongest soldier can be the king! I know that I am not qualified. I am just a dog king. I look after the house and the courtyard...protect the home and the country! What a gap!"
Obviously, this guy also knew the reality early, but he never wanted to recognize the reality clearly. In a person's life, there have been countless different people and different things happening around him, but the one he focuses on may be the one closest to him.
Those ones.
Zhang Yaozu is the epitome of an era. Although he is very unique, he is only a microcosm.
But... Peng Yibiao wanted to be the epitome but couldn't, so his original faith and persistence collapsed in the face of his own cowardice and retreat, and finally became distorted, and finally formed a retrogressive belief.
He deserves to die!
"If I say that I did not manufacture or sell drugs, would you believe me?"
Peng Yibiao suddenly asked.
"I believe it."
Zhang Ben said in a deep voice.
Peng Yibiao was stunned, and the tough warrior in the front passenger seat was slightly stunned. He couldn't quite understand what Peng Yibiao and Zhang Bi were saying, but he roughly understood what those legendary warrior kings looked like.
"Why do you believe it?" Peng Yibiao was puzzled.
Zhang Ben said: "With your means and ability, it is trivial to go east to rob wealth. However, you know that you are no match for me, so there is no east district. This is a shadow. You have not made a breakthrough, so you dare not move forward.
But you still have perseverance and ambition. Things you couldn't do before, you can't do now either! You are different from those who can take off their military uniforms and pick up steel guns to rob!"
Peng Yibiao's eyes widened, and when he was about to speak, Zhang Bi said again: "But! This does not mean that you are not guilty, your sins are monstrous! My father is also guilty of monstrous crimes, and I am the same, but this cannot be revealed.
It’s a troublesome thing. I’m afraid you can only repent before you die!”
His eyes are calm, with the firmness of a fanatical belief from decades ago. This kind of eyes can only be felt by people who feel the same way.
Fanatical, very fanatical - hold on!
They are both heinous, full of evil, and extremely vicious. However, they are all fundamentally different. Hundreds, thousands, thousands, and countless innocent souls are clutching in their hands. If you kill one person, you are a murderer. Kill.
He may be a hero if he has conquered a group of people. But... if it is for persistence and belief, if it is for more people and himself, if it is for the millions of eyes and blood behind him, killing tens of thousands, millions or even billions, this is all
Justice, these are all correct, these are all admired and praised by others, this is what a great hero is!
Just killing, righteous ferocity, is what everyone wants!
Peng Yibiao still hasn't understood it until now, but Zhang Ben, who is less than twenty years old, has already seen through it all.
He understands what he is doing, and he also knows that everything he does is extremely evil and cannot be recognized by morality. Everything he does and his persistence are inconceivable and crazy in the eyes of many people, and it is a retrogressive belief.
But... who cares about those people?
Anyone who persists in this will have to face nothing more than his own heart, which is full of passion.
In the life and death of fame, a hero drinks and rejoices. A hero is alone in the vast road.
Peng Yibiao lowered his head, maybe... he realized it a little late.
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The next day, major newspapers and news stations began to broadcast news about the crackdown on drug trafficking and drug production criminal gangs in Western Xinjiang. On Jiangxin Island in Shazhou, the people from the 323 Laboratory were all frowning. They still couldn't find Zhang.
The reagent substitutes that Ben gave them cannot improve the activity of the blood cells in the culture dish. On the contrary, those microorganisms will quickly lose their vitality...
Also in the photon laboratory, Locken's experiment finally encountered the biggest challenge, the intensity of the new SS-SN-6C reagent. Although Bonis could withstand such a drug, it does not mean that others can do the same. Locken
I feel like I have finally reached a rugged mountain road...
"Are they still in Hotan?"
Shang Hexin called Li Yijun and asked.
"I don't know. He's gone. By the way, Mr. Shang! He secretly..."
"Okay! Just pretend this never happened."
Shang Hexin covered his forehead and interrupted with a frown.
Over there, Li Yijun nodded and said, "I understand, Mr. Shang."
On the side, Li Sijun asked Shang Hexin: "Mr. Shang, this Zhang Bi... there is absolutely no way to influence him."
"After all, he is not Zhang Yaozu, let alone Zhang Sanxian. Every generation in this family is better than the last."
Shang Hexin said in a deep voice.
His expression was serious, and he didn't know whether he was happy, envious or worried.
Zhang Bi's strength seemed to have changed further, which gave Shang He a headache.
At the same time, in the United States, Russia, Western Europe, Southeast Asia...the local drug lords are furious, because the Chinese have discovered nearly nine tons of heroin in the valleys of the Kunlun Mountains. This huge number will
It will impact their industry instantly.
Most importantly, the Chinese have strengthened their control along the western Xinjiang border.
Although the Americans are still fighting in Afghanistan, the poppy cultivation industry in Afghanistan is still developing rapidly. From Iran, Pakistan and even India, you may be able to see a Pakistani drug trafficker and an Indian drug trafficker trading there in Kashmir...
But now, they are a lot more cautious, because the tragedy in the "Black Dog" Valley, shown on TV and in newspapers, makes people feel hairy.