Chapter 3: Qin Feng was taken away and fell into a desperate situation
Looking at the black muzzle of the Korean police's gun, Qin Feng had no choice but to put down the dagger in his hand.
Qin Feng knew very well that if he didn't let go, the Koreans would really shoot him. A good man will not suffer the immediate consequences.
Seeing Qin Feng put down his weapon, the policemen immediately swarmed up, pushed Qin Feng to the ground, twisted his arms behind his back, and handcuffed him.
A Korean policeman kicked Qin Feng hard from behind and said angrily: "What are you talking about? Why don't you get in the car quickly?"
Qin Feng staggered forward a few steps and then slowly stopped. At this time, several more police officers rushed up and pushed Qin Feng into the police car.
After getting into the police car, several Korean police officers began to communicate in Korean.
A Bangzi said: "I didn't expect that this Chinese man was so skilled that he would disturb so many of our compatriots. We must teach him a lesson when we go back."
Another stick said: "Jin Chengde is right. This Chinese man is very cruel. I see that many of our compatriots have been injured in his hands. To be honest, when I was sitting in the police car and watching the scene just now, I
I am very angry. Our Korea is no longer the Korea it was hundreds of years ago and thousands of years ago. Gone are the days when we were oppressed by the Chinese. We must let the Chinese know that in our Korea
, Beating us Koreans requires paying the price with blood!"
At this time, the other baton took out the electric baton and shook it in his hand. He smiled at the other two and said, "If you want to teach this Chinese man a lesson, why do you have to go back to the station? Just go back to the station."
Isn't it very convenient to be in the car? And there is no surveillance here, so we can clean it up as we want."
As he spoke, the guy took out the electric baton in his hand, and the crackling sounds emitted by the arcs reverberated in the air. With a sinister smile on his face, the guy pressed the top of the electric baton against Qin.
On Feng's thigh.
In an instant, tens of thousands of volts of high voltage directly acted on Qin Feng's thighs. Qin Feng felt that his thighs and entire body were numb, and he could not move even if he wanted to. A burning smell emanated from her thighs.
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At this moment, Qin Feng's body was still bleeding.
Qin Feng gritted his teeth and endured this, then looked at these people and said in Korean: "I am bleeding a lot now and need to go to the hospital. Please send me to the hospital immediately. In addition, I hope you will not continue such illegal behavior.
Please remember that you are the police of South Korea, and you also represent the image of South Korea. If you continue to take such measures against me, then I will definitely announce your actions to the world."
As soon as Qin Feng finished speaking, he felt a heartbreaking pain and numbness in his back, and a burning smell came again.
I saw the stick just now, holding the electric baton in his hand, looking at Qin Feng with a ferocious face, and said with disdain: "If you want to make our affairs public, you have to think about it carefully. You have to think about it today."
Can you get out alive?"
After saying that, Qin Feng felt that his arm was no longer his. The tingling sensation was directly transmitted from his arm to his heart, and he felt that his heart began to tremble.
Then, another stickman next to him also took out his electric baton and pressed it directly on Qin Feng's wrist. At that moment, Qin Feng felt that his soul had floated out of his entire body.
In an instant, Qin Feng fainted on his seat.
At this moment, Qin Feng's body was extremely weak.
When Qin Feng woke up, he was already locked in a small dark room.
He woke up from the cold. When he opened his eyes and adjusted to the surrounding light, he found that it was a room with an area of less than four square meters. The room was long and narrow, about two meters long and a little more than one meter wide.
From the air-conditioning outlet on the roof, cold air blows out from time to time. The temperature in the entire room is about three or four degrees at most. Feeling the cold and humid air in the room, Qin Feng felt that his physical strength was increasing.
Bit by bit exhausted.
Qin Feng struggled hard and found that he was still handcuffed behind his back and thrown to the ground like a dog.
Cold air blew out from the air outlet from time to time, and Qin Feng had begun to feel that his body temperature was slowly dropping. He knew that if he didn't find a way to leave here as soon as possible, he would probably die here.
At this moment, the conversation between two stickmen came from outside the door.
Qin Feng could tell that one of the voices was made by a man named Park Taijun. Park Taijun said with a hint of worry: "Jin Chengde, I feel that we have gone too far. Is this Chinese person hurt?"
We should teach him a lesson if we are short of our compatriots. But out of the spirit of internationalism, we should not kill him. Otherwise, once he dies here, it will be difficult for us to explain to the outside world."
Jin Chengde chuckled and said: "This is not simple yet. We only need to tell the outside world that he died when we were taking him to the bureau. His matter has nothing to do with us, but he is hurting
In the process of protecting our compatriots, he was legitimately defended by our compatriots and was injured and bled to death."
Park Taijun shook his head and said: "It's not good for us to do this.
Jin Chengde patted Park Taijun on the shoulder and said: "Park Taijun, do you know why you entered the bureau before me, but your level is not as high as mine? It's because you are too kind sometimes, especially to those Chinese people. Now in
There are many people in our country who are full of disgust towards the Chinese. If you don’t cater to this trend, the leaders above will not be satisfied with you, and the people outside will not be satisfied with you either. I can guarantee that as long as this Chinese
After the news of the death spreads, those compatriots who were beaten by a Chinese behind his back will definitely stand up and applaud us."
Park Taijun suddenly fell into deep thought.
Kim Jong-de smiled and patted Park Taijun on the shoulder and said: "Park Taijun, do you know why our deputy director didn't come forward at all about this matter today? It's because he wanted us to teach this Chinese man a lesson. But our deputy director didn't come forward.
, is to avoid responsibilities that may occur in the future, but it also means that once responsibility occurs, the deputy director will find a way to protect us."
Qin Feng's consciousness was a little blurry at the moment, but after hearing the conversation between the two people outside, he bit his lip hard, and the smell of blood seeped into his mouth, and his consciousness immediately became much clearer. Qin Feng
I know very clearly that if I don't think of a way to save myself, I will really die here.
Struggling to cheer up, Qin Feng's wrists kept spinning in the handcuffs. A slight clicking sound came from the room, and Qin Feng's hands were gradually pulled out of the handcuffs.
He used the Bone Shrinking Kung Fu, which is one of the more magical Kung Fu in Chinese Kung Fu. It is unique and has no other technique.
When his right hand was free, Qin Feng slightly stretched his right hand into his arms. When his right hand touched an object the size of a glass ball in his arms, a trace of joy immediately appeared on his face. He hurriedly
He quickly picked up the object with his fingers and took it out. This thing was his last life-saving straw.
At this moment, Jin Chengde suddenly said: "Park Taijun, did you hear a clicking sound just now? It couldn't be that this Chinese guy wants to escape. No, we must get rid of him today, otherwise, we have no way
Report to the Deputy Director."
As he spoke, he stood up and walked to the room where Qin Feng was with a flashlight in his hand. The strong light from the flashlight directly passed through the iron railings and shone on Qin Feng inside the room.
After he noticed that Qin Feng's hands were still leaning on the handcuffs, he stared at Qin Feng coldly for a few more times, and then slowly left.
At this moment, Qin Feng's forehead was already covered with sweat.
In such a short period of time, Qin Feng almost exhausted all his energy in order to quickly insert his hands into the handcuffs.
It took Qin Feng nearly two minutes to finally raise his remaining strength and free his wrists from the handcuffs. He quickly used all his strength to stuff the pill the size of a glass ball into his own body.
In the mouth.
A sweet pill with a bit of bitter taste melted instantly, and a stream of medicinal liquid quickly traveled down the throat. As the medicinal liquid went downwards, Qin Feng's physical strength recovered little by little.
But Qin Feng knew that his physical strength had not really recovered, it was just the effect of the medicine. This pill was bought by his mother at a large price from an old Chinese medicine doctor for Qin Feng's emergency use. The main purpose of this pill was
Its function is to replenish energy and blood. As long as the person is alive, this pill can save half of his life!
Of course, since this pill uses a lot of precious medicinal materials, and it is an exclusive secret recipe, especially since many of the medicinal materials in the secret recipe can no longer be found, you can imagine how precious this pill is.
Qin Feng was very lucky that the pill was not taken away by the other party, otherwise, he would be dead today.
At this moment, the sound of two people talking again came from outside.
Park Taijun said: "Jin Chengde, why don't we go and have a look, don't let this guy really die."
Jin Chengde frowned and said: "Park Taijun, you are so verbose. I was looking forward to him dying soon. Let's go and have a look."
While talking, the two of them walked towards Qin Feng's room.
At this moment, Qin Feng deliberately made a loud noise and rolled his body in front of the iron railing, still keeping his hands leaning behind his back.
