Three hundred and eighty second chapter life and death eight
"Prince, the thing is not there, it must have been taken away by someone else." The person Zhang Lingfeng sent to fetch the pinhole camera hurried to the edge of the tarmac and faced Zhang Lingfeng with an uncertain expression.
Zhang Lingfeng frowned and remained silent for a long time, thinking that the thing would probably fall into Yang Chen's hands. He didn't succeed last night. He wanted to continue to contact Wu Rui in the future and wait for an opportunity to strike, but now there was no chance.
In fact, even if the man surnamed Yang did not take away the thing and threw Wu Rui into the old forest as bait, it would be difficult for him and Wu Rui to continue their relationship unless he made his lie perfect.
Zhang Lingfeng waved his hand, and the man who went to get the pinhole camera stepped back relieved. Li Min, Bai Haoxuan, Zhang Bing, Liao Jianhui, and several young men watched Zhang Lingfeng silently. Behind them, a civilian helicopter was ready to take off at any time.
Leaving Daxinganling.
"Walk!"
Zhang Lingfeng made a quick decision and turned around first, walking toward the helicopter.
Li Min, Bai Haoxuan, Zhang Bing, and Liao Jianhui were all slightly disappointed. They all wanted to stay here and experience the excitement and fun of a cat-and-mouse game.
Zhang Lingfeng chose to leave for safety reasons.
The scene of "capturing the thief first and capturing the king first" is almost being done to death in film and television dramas. How could Zhang Lingfeng ignore this point?
Went out hunting and reported to Yang Chen. Wu Rui was injured and fell into coma. When she returned, she avoided Yang Chen throughout the whole process. Yang Chen was a top soldier trained by the Republic's most mysterious combat unit. This type of soldier was nicknamed "Human Killer Weapon" and was located deep in the mountains and old forests, which were more conducive to combat skills.
of use.
If you stay here, you might really capsize in the gutter.
A group of six people boarded the plane, and the helicopter slowly took off. The remaining men and women from the capital could only wait for the next helicopter to pick them up.
In the cabin, Zhang Lingfeng looked down at the rolling mountains and forests through the porthole window, with a sneer on his elegant and handsome face. Next to him, Li Min frowned and thought for a long time, and said: "Madman, jungle combat is the strength of the special forces. I am uneasy right now.
Will there be an accident?"
"Accident?" Zhang Lingfeng smiled and shook his head, confidently saying: "If you can't beat him to death, you can tire him to death."
Li Min nodded as if he understood something, but resisted not asking further questions. Growing up, he knew that lunatics were most afraid of others questioning his ability and strength.
In the woods.
Hiding behind a tree trunk, Wang Dawei clutched his AK47 with both hands and complained endlessly. His employer gave him a million dollars to clean up a couple of bad guys. He thought his employer was stupid and had a lot of money, but it turned out that the idea was so troublesome that his brother, who had been with him through life and death, was about to die.
, only the bodyguard who rushed out without showing his head was left, nicknamed Big Beard.
"Boss, withdraw."
Behind a big tree a few meters away, the frightened bearded man stared eagerly at Wang Dawei. When Wang Dawei heard the sound and looked around, he saw a sharp arrow piercing the bearded temple in the blink of an eye.
The bearded man opened his eyes wide and fell straight up.
Wang Dawei was stunned and stunned for a second or two. He roared and raised his gun, shooting wildly in the direction of the arrows. The branches and leaves of vegetation shattered by the bullets flew everywhere, but no one was hit.
A round of bullets lit it up.
Wang Dawei hurriedly changed the magazine, his hands were shaking, he had never been so embarrassed, and his whole person was on the verge of a mental breakdown. At this time, someone gently blew hot air on the back of his neck. This gangster who had also killed people without dazzling eyes seemed to be in a ghost.
, screamed uncontrollably, then turned around quickly and hit the back with the butt of the gun. His reaction was much faster than that of a normal person.
However, the man behind Wang Dawei was Yang Chen, the well-deserved king of soldiers. This beast held the butt of the smashed gun with one hand and plunged the scimitar in his hand into Wang Dawei's belly bit by bit.
Wang Dawei lowered his head and watched with horror on his face as the crescent-shaped Mongolian knife came out of his body and stirred half a circle, mincing his internal organs. This became the last straw that crushed him. Before he died, his spirit had completely collapsed.
Yang Chen drew the knife with an expressionless face, wiped the blood on Wang Dawei's clothes, found the satellite phone, put it in his backpack, and returned to where Wu Rui was hiding.
"What the hell is going on?" Wu Rui, who had not yet recovered her strength, stood up shakily, holding on to the tree trunk, and stared at Yang Chen with a cold face, her eyes even colder.
Virginity.
Like appearance and body, it is the most precious thing for a woman.
Once upon a time, she believed that her most precious possessions belonged to Yang Chen, and her family's marriage proposal was declined. She grew to hate her from love, but she still did not resist what would happen to Yang Chen.
If there is hatred, it means there is still love.
But Yang Chen actually used the despicable method of drugging to possess her, and she couldn't let it go.
"Everything that happened in the past two days was planned by Zhang Lingfeng. I'm really sorry for what happened last night. I know there's no point in saying I'm sorry. When I finish speaking, you can do whatever you want with me. Anyway,
You gave me this life. Without your help, Yang Chen would not be what he is today." Yang Chen changed his past attitude of being accommodating and tolerant towards women, and faced Wu Rui head-on.
Wu Rui opened her mouth in surprise but didn't say anything. The playboy in front of her had done something wrong and looked indifferent, which made her feel angry.
"The room you live in is equipped with secret camera equipment, and there is also one in my room. I have a memory card in my hand, which can completely prove that the person who drugged you was not me, but Zhang Lingfeng. When I rushed to your room, Zhang Lingfeng was naked and almost naked.
We had a conflict with you, but I stopped you in time. Later, I was drugged, too. I couldn't control it, so I did what I shouldn't have done. You were so charming, even if you weren't drugged, I would have been hard-pressed to resist the temptation."
When Yang Chen finished speaking, a playful smile appeared on his face.
"Don't smile at me, even if you didn't drug me, I still hate you, I hate you!" Wu Rui gritted her teeth and finished speaking, turning her back and no longer looking at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen smiled and said: "Do you hate me for falling in love with you, or do you hate me for not agreeing to get engaged to you?"
"You...get out...I don't have to worry about you!" Wu Rui, whose sensitive nerve was touched, turned around and gritted her teeth in anger, but she did not dare to look into Yang Chen's deep black eyes full of tenderness for a long time and turned her head to look
elsewhere.
"Okay Ruirui, stop making trouble, let's be nice, okay?" Yang Chen's tone changed, as if he was coaxing a coquettish child, opening and relaxing, which made Wu Rui at a loss. She bit her lips lightly, made up her mind, and swayed.
Walk in the direction you came from.
Yang Chen smiled helplessly and quickly caught up with Wu Rui, wanting to help Wu Rui, but Wu Rui refused coldly, so he had no choice but to follow him and move forward slowly.
The two of them passed through an open area with not too dense forests. Yang Chen took out Wang Dawei's satellite phone and dialed Wu Jie's number, hoping to set up a helicopter. To ensure Wu Rui's safety, he had to leave the mountains and forests as soon as possible.
Since Zhang Lingfeng took action and definitely knew his background, how could he just send a group of ruthless people to commit evil? I'm afraid this is just a prelude to the coming storm.
Wang Dawei's satellite phone is very ordinary. It costs 6,000 to 7,000 yuan. The call charge is 5 yuan per minute. Its performance is acceptable. It is a true global communication, except for the North and South Poles.
While Yang Chen was fiddling with the phone, Wu Rui still covered her head and walked forward. There was a click... She stepped on something under her feet, and her heart trembled violently.
As the captain of the most mysterious female special forces team in the Republic, she realized what she had stepped on, and her face was ashen.
