A day later, his subordinates reported to Park Wanchen that the gang, who didn't know how to live or die, did have luggage business at the long-distance bus station in Noihe City.
"Okay! This time we will be Zorro and a hero to save the beauty!" Park Wanchen said confidently.
"Brother, do I want to go there too?" Xiaohong asked timidly. She always looked like a bird-restrained person in front of Park Wanchen, which made Park Wanchen feel that she must be the kind of weak woman.
"Xiaohong, you want to go too, of course it won't work. It's very dangerous there, and there may be a fight. If the fight really starts, my brother won't be able to take care of you." Xiaohong's suggestion was completely rejected by Park Wanchen. In Park Wanchen's eyes
In the middle, Xiaohong is no different from his own sister.
"Brother, just let me go! I will take care of myself!" After hearing his words, Xiaohong couldn't help but pull Park Wanchen's arm and begged.
"No!" Park Wanchen said in a deep voice. He knew very well in his heart that he must not let Xiaohong have something to do.
"Brother! Please!" Xiaohong still refused to give up.
Finally, after Xiaohong's repeated begging, Park Wanchen had no choice but to agree to her, but he asked Xiaohong not to leave him in an instant, and Xiaohong agreed happily.
When night comes, the luggage check-in center at the station is still brightly lit, and it seems that the business is indeed very good.
"Boss, they just locked the person in that car." The subordinate replied to Park Wanchen beside him in a van that pulled luggage not far away with the moonlight.
"How many people are there?" Park Wanchen asked with a serious expression.
"There are about twenty people!" the subordinates reported.
"How many people do we bring?" Park Wanchen asked.
"More than thirty, they are all good players in the gang!" said the subordinate.
"Okay!" Park Wanchen nodded and said, telling Xiaohong beside him not to make a sound.
At this time, Park Wanchen and more than 30 brothers in his gang were hiding in the middle of a pile of goods in the van parking lot. More than 100 meters away from the cargo parking were two vans connected together. According to his subordinates, they found out that
More than 30 women who had just been abducted from all over the country were locked up inside. Park Wanchen thought about it in his mind that he still had an advantage on his side. It was only a matter of time to solve these 20 people, and the ones he brought were all elite soldiers.
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"Xiaohong, you hide here, brother will be back later!" Park Wanchen said to Xiaohong beside him.
Xiaohong nodded heavily and whispered, "Brother, be careful!"
"You two stay and protect Xiaohong!" Park Wanchen left two people to protect Xiaohong, and took the rest of them quietly to the van to touch them in the dark night.
There were about a dozen people patrolling around the van, each of whom was staring at the surroundings with a bright machete about one and a half feet long. The machete in his hand flashed with a gloomy cold light under the reflection of the moonlight.
Without any signs, dozens of people suddenly broke out from around the van and slashed at these people. These people were Park Wanchen who was touching from another direction. Park Wanchen took out more than 30 subordinates to take out military stings and head straight for the other side.
The person who was holding hands outside waved away.
These brothers are all old people from Feisha Gang who have been killed for a long time, so they naturally have a kind of coldness towards the enemy. One of the admonitions of Feisha Gang is that the enemy of Feisha Gang has no wounded, and the implication is that once Feisha Gang people snipe and kill them, they are sniping.
The object of the enemy is either you die or I die, there is absolutely no reason to let the enemy survive.
The same is true today. It is easy for the elites of the Feisha Gang to eliminate these shrimp soldiers and crab generals. The elites of the Feisha Gang are as powerful as the 20 people. Xiaohong, who is hiding far away in the middle of the goods and watching the battle group from afar, seemed very nervous.
One of the Feisha Gang members who protected her around Xiaohong seemed very nervous when they saw that she was worried, they comforted her: "Xiaohong, don't worry, the boss will definitely be fine."
After a while, Xiaohong answered, a cold voice suddenly came from Xiaohong's mouth: "But I hope he has something to do!"
"What?" The two Feisha Gangs beside Xiaohong exclaimed. They thought they had heard wrong, and were about to question Xiaohong. Suddenly, Xiaohong turned around and asked a cold light in the air. Two Feisha Gangs were the ones who were the ones who were flying.
The gang members fell in the middle of the goods, and the two looked straight at the night sky. They would never have thought that Xiaohong, who usually laughed and laughed with them, would have acted so hard on them.
The moment the two fell to the ground, they saw Xiaohong's cold eyes as if they were glaciers in the Antarctic, and there was no longer the romantic and harmonious she used to be.
Xiaohong took out his handkerchief and wiped the half-foot-long cold knife in his hand. He looked indifferently at the storm of Feisha Gang on the ground, sneered and then stared at the van in a mess toward Park Wanchen and others.
a place.
In just five or six minutes, Park Wanchen led his men to destroy the opponent's troops outside the van, counted the casualties on his side, and found that only a few people were slightly injured, but it did not affect the future battle.
Park Wanchen put away the military sect and saw an iron lock outside the van. He ordered his subordinates: "Let's find out which person on the ground has the key."
"Clang ding ding ..." The sound of the rotation of the van door turning, and the two doors on the van were opened by the Feisha Gang. Everyone thought that the next thing they saw would be those trafficked women.
At that time, I didn't expect that after the door opened, dozens of dark muzzles were pointed at me.
Just as everyone was stunned, dozens of submachine guns in the van fired almost at the same time, and the bullets rotating in the sprayed flames were accurately shot into the Feisha Gang members standing outside the van. More than thirty people
More than 20 people were eliminated in a blink of an eye. Because Park Wanchen was standing behind the Feisha Gang, Park Wanchen saw a dozen people holding submachine guns in the van at a glance.
Positioned at his own side.
At this time, Park Wanchen had no time to think about which link was wrong. He flashed to the side with conditioned reflex, but it was still slower. Park Wanchen's left leg was hit by a bullet, and blood was flowing like a sudden turn. He was not standing at the door of the van
The five or six Feisha Gang members reacted quickly. Since they did not bring guns at all, the five or six people immediately helped Park Wanchen, who was injured on the ground, backed towards the cargo parking lot.