Zuo Han's eyes were strange, his white hair was flying, and the two soldiers were horrified.
The officer seemed to be aware of the danger. He threw away the cigarette butt, reached for the pistol at his waist, and shouted: "Kill him!"
There were two crisp sounds, and before they could shoot, Zuo Han pinched his throat.
The officer had already drawn his pistol, raised his hand and shot Zuo Han.
Zuo Han dwarfed and scurried up to the officer like a snake.
He grabbed the officer's neck and lifted him up.
The officer was clawing and kicking, unable to resist.
"Although Qi training is effective, it cannot be completely controlled..." Zuo Han retracted his wrist, and with a click, the officer's neck was strangled.
Zuo Han threw the officer's body away and let out a long breath.
Zuo Han once wanted to try to restrain himself and see how effective Qigong was in calming the mind.
But facts have proven that although Qi training can help Zuo Han calm his mind, it cannot completely suppress Hades' will.
Hades is Zuo Han, and Zuo Han is also Hades. The things deep in his heart cannot be erased even if he is imprisoned for 300 years or 3000 years, let alone 30 years.
After thinking about this, Zuo Han also realized something.
It is better to block than to open up, and to open up is worse than to lead. If you cannot completely suppress it, just release it appropriately!
The killing of the two drug dealers on the ship last time was due to Hades' will, which was somewhat passive.
And today...
He really wanted to kill someone.
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Zuo Han found that the communicator on the pickup truck was on, which meant that what happened here just now had probably been heard by others.
But Zuo Han didn't care. He turned off the communicator and walked back to a few soldiers. He first picked up a semi-automatic rifle, then glanced at it twice and took off a saber from a soldier's waist.
Pulling the bolt of the gun, Zuo Han muttered: "I have forgotten the last time I used a weapon. I hope it's not too unfamiliar..."
"ah!!!!"
At this time, the little girl had calmed down a bit. Just when she turned around, she saw several corpses and immediately screamed again.
Zuo Han stepped forward and pinched the back of the little girl's neck, and the girl fell into a deep sleep.
"Get some sleep, it won't take long..."
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When Zuo Han stood up again, the residents gathered around him cautiously. They were a little curious about Zuo Han, but more of they were afraid.
A bold young man walked up to the corpses of officers and soldiers, looked at them, ran to an old man, and said excitedly: "Ba Songbo, they are all dead, this man is so powerful..."
It's actually in Thai.
Zuo Han raised his head slightly and took a closer look at the people. Not only in Thai, but also in Khmer among the crowd.
The two languages have many similarities, but there are also differences. Before coming, Zuo Han did enough homework, so he can understand both.
"What's there to be happy about?" The old man snorted and lectured the young man: "Can he kill three or four, or dozens or hundreds?"
"Mr. Basong?" Zuo Han said hello in Thai and said with a smile: "Would you be happier if you could get rid of all those drug dealers?"
Basong was the oldest person in the town and the most prestigious. He glanced at Zuo Han in surprise, not expecting that this man understood their language.
Basong didn't say anything for a while, but the young man said excitedly: "Are you from the army? Which country? Are you coming to encircle and suppress the 'Anaconda'?"
"Anaconda?" Zuo Han looked at the young man strangely: "Is there a giant python here?"
"Anaconda is the leader of those drug dealers." Basong took over the conversation and said: "It seems that you are not from the military, otherwise it is impossible that you would not know this name."
Zuo Han shrugged: "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I can deal with those guys and solve your troubles."
After listening to Zuo Han's words, the people around him had two completely different reactions.
The younger ones were very excited, while the older ones smiled wryly.
Zuo Han looked at everyone and asked Basong: "You don't believe me?"
"You and your friends may be able to kill all the drug dealers, but it is impossible to solve our troubles. Since you are not from the military, it doesn't hurt to talk to you more." Basong seemed to be thinking about something, and after a pause
, and said:
"I have lived on this island for more than sixty years, and anacondas have occupied it since more than twenty years ago. Thailand, Cambodia, and even Malaysia have all sent troops to clear it out.
But after they left, the Anaconda quickly came back. Unless troops are stationed here, even if you kill all the people on the island, it won't be long before the Anaconda will send new people to take over."
"I know a little bit about this." Zuo Han asked doubtfully, "But can't you leave? Why do you have to stay here and be oppressed?"
Basong pointed to the people behind him and said: "We have Thais, Cambodians, Malaysians, Laos...
We all live on the same island as drug traffickers, and no country is willing to give us legal status. To them, we are a burden and a factor of instability..."
"I see." Zuo Han looked at Basong and said, "But after telling me so much, you still want something from me, right?"
Basong opened his mouth and said with a bitter smile: "I'm really not suitable for talking to smart people."
Zuo Han smiled and said nothing.
Basong glanced at Zuo Han and begged: "I don't know who hired you, but you must be very well-connected to be able to come here. Forget it for us old guys, but we can't let young people be as ignorant as us.
lifetime.
Therefore, I want to ask you to take away some young people. Your willingness to take risks to save that little girl shows that you have a kind heart and can definitely treat them well..."
"Mr. Basong." Zuo Han interrupted Basong and sighed: "I can deal with those drug dealers and anacondas. But your request is beyond my ability."
Basong didn't seem surprised by Zuo Han's answer. He laughed at himself and said nothing.
Basong's request was very presumptuous and seemed unreasonable. But Zuo Han knew that it was a move that could only be made in a desperate state of mind.
You can imagine the hardships of life when you are trying to survive under the rule of those brutal drug traffickers.
Suddenly, a roar of car engines came from a distance. And from the sound of the noise, it was obviously a motorcade.
Basong gritted his teeth and said to Zuo Han with determination: "I can hide you until your friends arrive. As long as you agree to my request just now..."
"I'm not here to hide today." Zuo Han stood up, put the automatic rifle on his shoulder and stood up.
Basong looked at Zuo Han strangely: "What are you going to do?"
"Do things within the scope of my ability." Zuo Han tried to raise the gun and take aim.
"You want to deal with them by yourself?" Basong said in a funny voice, "You are a human being, not a god."
Zuo Han couldn't help but smile: "Maybe..."
While they were talking, the drug dealer's reinforcements had already entered the town. The townspeople suddenly dispersed, and the little girl was also carried away to hide. However, Basong and many others did not completely escape, and found a relatively safe place to watch from a distance.
With.
Zuo Han stood in the middle of the road and pulled the bolt of the gun.
As soon as he saw a car turning out from the front, Zuo Han raised his rifle.
Ta-ta is two shots.
The bullet did not hit anyone, but it broke the window. The frightened driver turned the steering wheel, and the pickup truck crashed into a nearby house.
"This thing is really not suitable for me." Zuo Han shook his head.
Armed men wearing various military uniforms, about a hundred of them, shouted and got out of the car. Covering and advancing, it was completely the style of the army.
They only vaguely knew from the communicator that they were being attacked, but they didn't know how many people came.
Zuo Han threw away his gun, pulled out his saber, and slowly faced the soldiers.
He's crazy!
This is the only thought in Basong's mind.
Not only him, but the other townspeople watching the battle and the soldiers all felt that Zuo Han was not normal.
If Zuo Han hadn't still held a knife in his hand, they would have thought he was coming to surrender.
"Put down your sword!" one soldier shouted in English.
Zuo Han showed no reaction.
Another soldier called in different languages, but Zuo Han still didn't respond.
At this time, Zuo Han was already close to more than fifty meters away.
The officer leading the team lost patience and ordered: "Break his legs."
Several soldiers responded and aimed at Zuo Han's lower body.
The moment the gunfire sounded, Zuo Han moved.
Amidst the clicking sound, Zuo Han swung his body from side to side, dodged the bullets, and quickly approached the soldiers in a zigzag pattern.
The soldiers were dazzled, and within a few seconds, Zuo Han rushed forward.
Through it, a cold light suddenly appeared, and blood splattered.
Before the soldiers standing at the front understood what was going on, their throats were cut open and blood spurted out.
Immediately afterwards, Zuo Han rushed into the crowd like a spiritual snake.
Under the flying sabers, beautiful flowers of blood bloomed. One after another, bodies fell heavily to the ground.
The soldiers shouted, ran, and fired, but no one could escape the blade that brought death.
An officer who was skimming the formation at the rear was trembling all over and couldn't believe his eyes.
Where does this evil spirit come from?
In fact, with Zuo Han's current level 2 strength, it would not be so easy for him to fight against these soldiers. But those soldiers were holding guns, and Zuo Han was holding knives. He was caught off guard and was approached, and Zuo Han was furious for a moment.
Han was so shocked that he achieved such exaggerated results.
If those soldiers also held knives, or concentrated their firepower from the beginning, Zuo Han would not have been able to get close so easily.
"What a bunch of idiots!!"
The officer saw some clues, climbed into a pickup truck, and turned the mounted machine gun over.
A soldier rushed over and grabbed the muzzle of the gun, exclaiming in surprise: "And our brothers..."
"Fuck you brother." The officer kicked the soldier down and cursed: "Like a herd of pigs, they are all going to be slaughtered."
"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-"
The officer couldn't help but opened fire while aiming at Zuo Han.
The street was suddenly filled with gravel and dust. A dozen soldiers and Zuo Han were covered in.
Under the powerful firepower of the machine gun, the soldiers were instantly torn into pieces, with broken limbs and arms scattered everywhere.
But Zuo Han...
"Buzz——"
Zuo Han holds a knife in his right hand and holds his left hand forward, with a shield-like protective cover looming.
After the bullets from the machine gun landed on it, they were all bounced away.
Holy power, solidifies the air.
Compared to transforming bullets, turning air into a barrier saves more holy energy.
The reason why it was useless to deal with the human traffickers that time was because the cabin of the ship was narrow and Zuo Han was worried that the children would be injured by ricochet. Now that the terrain here is open, Zuo Han no longer has any worries.
The sound of gunfire suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at Zuo Han in stunned silence.
Looking around at the blood clots and stumps, Zuo Han's voice sounded like ice.
"Those who hurt Rob Ze will not be forgiven..."
Zuo Han bluffed with one hand, and a black air flow swirled out, wrapping around the officer.
"burn!"
Before anyone else could understand what was going on, a raging flame enveloped the officer.
The painful and shrill screams seemed to spread throughout the entire island.
Basong's eyes widened even more, and two lines of tears fell from his eyes.