Heba heard the words, wiped the sweat from his face, sighed, and took out a short shovel from his body: "Forget it, Connor, this guy just comes with us for this trip, and he will never have a chance in the future.
If we meet again, please bear with me and bury this girl first. Didn’t the captain tell you that the border guards are searching very intensively today for some reason. If it weren’t for, hehe, we have the inside story, we would have done it long ago.
Beaten into a sieve!"
"Hey, to be honest, I will obey the captain. I am very capable. It's just pitiful for such a little girl to be ruined by such a white pig!" Connor also took out the spade from his waist and looked at the man lying quietly.
The girl's corpse in the grass had an expression of regret on her ugly face, but her hands kept digging in the already moist and soft soil. After a while, two strong men dug out a one-meter-long hole.
Deep pit.
Chen Cao raised his head slightly and looked at the girl's appearance. She was only a teenager and was raped like this. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of scenes of evil scenes of girls being raped. He held the girl in his hand.
The dagger had veins bulging out from the tiger's mouth.
The two strong men were digging hard in the grass with shovels, not noticing anything strange behind them. Chen Cao slowly groped over. The other party held a hot weapon, and with a dagger in his hand, he attacked them at a clear price.
It's a bit big, so...
Chen Cao grabbed Connor's foot, which was digging hard, and pulled it hard. Kangna let out an ouch and fell down in the pit he dug. As he fell, he felt a heat on his neck.
.
"You guys, what are you doing..." Heba was obviously quite uncomfortable with this intrusive threat, not to mention that there was a corpse next to him.
But before he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck, and then Chen Cao's cold voice came from his ears: "If you don't want to be like your accomplice, just try moving!"
Heba calmed down, his Adam's apple trembled, and realized that this was not an illusion. Although his head could not move, his eyes could glance towards the pit. It had only been a few seconds since Connor was lying on his back.
In the dug earth pit, a gurgling sound came from his throat, his hands were covering his neck, dirty blood was continuously flowing out from his neck, and his legs were shaking weakly in the earth pit.
In a few seconds, he will be a dead man. Indeed, rescuing a person who is deadlier than a dead person is useless. Heba, who has been smuggling goods in the jungle for a long time and has killed many people, knows this best.
In extreme fear, Heba did not dare to move, but as soon as he loosened his grip, the shovel fell to the ground, apparently giving up resistance.
Chen Cao pressed his hand lightly, and the dagger penetrated Heba's Adam's apple for a few millimeters, and a line of blood flowed from the tip of the knife.
Gugu, Heba didn't dare to move except for the slight twitching of her Adam's apple.
"You know, I'm not kidding!" Chen Cao pressed the dagger and said coldly: "Now, you have to answer my question, understand!" After saying that, he loosened the dagger a little: "You just have to answer my question."
You need to nod and wave your hands, do you understand?”
Heba nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.
Chen Cao knew that there was not much time now, and it would be impossible for the Dachen border guards to come and search under the insider guidance of this group of "drug smugglers". However, they were able to open up this drug smuggling route, so they must be vigilant.
The sensitivity is extremely high, so he must get the information he wants within a limited time.
Chen Cao asked: "You are drug lords. Is there a traitor in the border guards?"
Heba nodded.
"Okay, who killed this girl, a white man who was also a drug lord?"
Heba continued to nod.
"Very well, now, let me ask you one last question, what direction are they in now?"
Heba hesitated.
Stab, Heba just paused for a moment, and felt a cold object pierce into his thigh, followed by a burning pain, and a clod of soil was immediately stuffed into his mouth, making him unable to scream.
Chen Cao pulled out the dagger from Heba's thigh, looked into Heba's eyes, and his voice was cold: "You know, I'm not kidding, where are they, you bastard, or next, I will
Cut out one of your eyeballs!"
Heba nodded desperately and pointed with her hand in the direction of the rock where Chen Cao was drinking water just now.
"Very good, how many are there?" Chen Cao continued to ask.
Heba's eyes widened. He was choked by Chen Cao. The sharp tip of the knife flashed coldly under the scorching sun. It was only one centimeter away from his eyes. He had a beautiful watch. The yellow-skinned man in front of him was not joking.
He would literally cut out his own eyes.
So, he stretched out two fingers tremblingly.
Two, very good. Now, you should take responsibility for your crimes, go to hell! Chen Cao did not gouge out Heba's eyes, but when his pupils shrank, he yanked the tip of the knife hard,
Rub it hard on Heba's neck.
Blood poured out in droves.
Heba wanted to shout, but Chen Cao stuffed mud into his mouth. Now, he felt that the blood in his body had found a breakthrough, and all the blood rushed to his neck. The only way was to cover his neck instinctively.
"Go to hell, you harmful bastards!" Chen Cao wiped the blood from the dagger on Heba, who was already convulsing slightly. He was absolutely merciless to these drug smuggling and trafficking drug lords.
He took another deep look at the girl lying on the side. He walked over and touched her breath. It was obvious that she had been dead for a long time.
Chen Cao sighed slightly and said slowly: "Please forgive me for not letting you rest in peace, but don't worry, I will use their heads to pay homage to your soul."
After saying that, Chen Cao walked towards the huge rock.
In the shade of the trees, there are sounds of insects chirping everywhere, and there are green shades everywhere, making it a peaceful scene. But at this time, between two thick tree trunks, a hammock with a color that is extremely asymmetrical to the woods is set up.
In the middle, there is the body of a fat white man in camouflage clothing with his arms stretched out.
The hammock was constantly shaking slightly, and the white man put his hat on his face, obviously taking a lunch break.
Not far away, in front of a raised stone, was a man with yellow skin. At this time, he was sharpening a machete. Every time, the sound of iron rubbing against the stone was heard. The expressionless man was in silence.
In the jungle, it looks quite strange and scary.
Chen Cao, who was hiding behind the bushes, quickly analyzed and found that the yellow-skinned man should be the captain mentioned by the two drug dealers. Looking at the exposed veins on his wrists, well-defined muscles, muscles on his face, and murderous eyes, he must be a man.
He is a good player, and the fair-skinned man, according to the visual distance, although he is tall, in such a dangerous environment of drug smuggling, he still rests leisurely in a hammock. He does not know how to disguise himself. He is obviously used to being pampered.
Nothing to worry about.
Chen Cao raised the weapon in his hand. It was an old-fashioned rifle that he just got from a drug dealer. This kind of gun that is almost obsolete is rarely used outside. However, although the firepower is insufficient, it is enough to injure one of them.
, he gently reached out the muzzle of the gun, aimed the crosshair at the captain's head, and shot at close range. For someone like Chen Cao who had received special training from elite shooting instructors like Li Jiali, it was easy.
But at this moment, the captain stood up like a cunning fox, but pretended to inadvertently walked up to the fat white man, hiding every angle of his body.
"Too bad we were discovered!" While Chen Cao was still exclaiming, the captain decisively pulled out a pistol from his waist and started shooting at himself.
Chen Cao's nerves tightened, and he quickly rolled to the side. While rolling, he fired the bullet with his hand in his hand. When he paused, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Don't you know that I can change the bullet?
If you don’t fight back, you might live for a few more minutes!”
"Oops!" At the same time as Chen Cao's gun fired, the captain covered his legs and screamed, but he did not fire back. He understood that now that he met a master, it was not appropriate to fight, so he covered his legs and faced
The white man shouted: "There is someone, run!" After saying that, he quickly ran away towards the jungle.
The fat white man heard the gunshot and the captain's cry, and rolled out of the hammock. His fat body rolled on the ground, then quickly jumped out, and ran quickly in the other direction of the captain.
, the speed and agility of the action are simply indescribable to ordinary people. It can also be seen that no matter who they are, driven by the instinct to survive, their potential will be infinitely unleashed.
However, he forgot that what he met was Chen Cao, an elite among the elite trained by the special forces.
Chen Cao calmly put away his gun, looked at the direction in which the two men were escaping, composed himself, and ran towards the white man.
He must avenge the girl and his compatriots. From the mouths of the two drug dealers, he knew that the culprit who killed the girl was the fat white man in front of him.
The white man was running desperately. He obviously didn't know how to camouflage or run in the jungle. As he rolled and crawled by, a large piece of the surrounding leaves fell to his side, and his body was also scratched by the thorns along the road.
Tiaotiao blood seal.
What motivated him to run away desperately was that Chen Cao followed leisurely behind him, and from time to time, he would shoot him in his direction without hitting himself. It was obvious that the other party was playing cat and mouse.
game.
Finally, the fat white man suddenly let out a whoop and was shot in the thigh by a bullet. He rolled on the ground, raised his pistol, pointed it at the back, and fired continuously. The trigger made a hollow impact sound.
The sound of bullets fired from the barrel can bring him a temporary sense of security, but the empty sound from the barrel brings him endless fear.
As he gasped, he saw a muscular man with a bare upper body and a blood-stained cloth wrapped around his shoulders. His body was full of well-defined muscles. He was holding a dagger and was slowly heading towards