Looking at the large-caliber Desert Eagle that could smash his head into a rotten watermelon as long as Luo Hao moved his fingers, cold sweat flowed down both sides of Barang's cheeks uncontrollably.
Balang's Adam's apple kept rolling up and down, and suddenly a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he said fiercely: "I, the Eight-faced Buddha, cooperate with many mercenary organizations. If you dare to kill me, they will definitely kill you."
If I’m being hunted by someone with knowledge, let me go!”
Faced with Barang's weak threat, Luo Hao remained unmoved and snorted: "Then you can try and see if any mercenary organization dares to take your order. China is called '
"The forbidden land of mercenaries in the world", I have never seen any mercenary organization dare to run wild on Chinese soil! If there really is such a blind mercenary organization, I can tell you, they come one by one, come by a pair
I’ll kill just one pair, and if we all go out, I won’t mind killing them all!”
Luo Hao's arrogant words frightened Balang, but he had no way to refute, because he knew that Luo Hao was definitely a madman who could do it.
Seeing that threats were ineffective, Barang turned to inducements. He pointed to the dense forest behind him and said, "Five hundred meters ahead in the direction of my finger, there is a cave where gold, US dollars and diamonds are buried. You can put it there."
When I leave, those things will all be yours."
Luo Hao glanced at Xu Xudong who was standing next to him and said: "Dongzi, did you hear clearly what he said? After settling the matter in a while, go to the cave, take out everything, and donate all the gold and US dollars.
Yes, I’ll keep the diamonds for you to pick up girls in the future.”
"Okay!" Xu Xudong howled excitedly.
Compared to Xu Xudong's excitement, Barang's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit, his throat was slightly sweet, and he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Is there anything more shameless than this? Is there anything more shameless than this?
?This guy just eats people without spitting out their bones!
"Luo Hao, don't go too far!" Balang gritted his teeth.
"For someone like you, whose hands are stained with other people's blood, what's wrong with me if I go too far?"
Luo Hao dug his ears with his fingers, looked at Balang and said: "Balang, do you still remember what I said to you when you pointed a pistol at Yun Xi's head in front of your camp? I followed you at that time
But, since you dare to point a gun at her head, you have to be prepared to have your head blown off by me. However, I have changed my mind now."
Luo Hao suddenly changed his tone, put down the Desert Eagle in his hand, and pulled out the magazine from the gun handle.
Seeing Luo Hao's actions, Balang was hanging in the air, and his uneasy heart was finally relieved. However, before he could be happy, Luo Hao's words immediately made his hands and feet feel cold again.
Luo Hao shook the metal magazine in his hand at him, "Just over an hour ago, an excellent instructor of the Longyin Army died under the mines and pistols you planted. If possible, I would also tie you up hand and foot.
A landmine will let you taste the feeling of being blown away by a landmine!"
"But you don't have to go to such trouble now, because I have a better way." Luo Hao gave Barang a cold smile, took out two bullets from the metal magazine in his hand that held seven bullets, threw them aside, and then
Put the magazine back into the pistol and load the bullet.
"Instructor Tai'a died for us, so the five of us will avenge his revenge!" Luo Hao turned the handle of his gun upside down, looked at the four people around him, and asked: "Which one of you will come first?"
"I'll go first!"
Zhou Bai was the first to take the pistol and shot Barang in the left leg. The shot was clean and neat, without any sloppiness.
Balang, who was shot in the left leg, felt weak at the feet and immediately knelt on the ground, but he bit his lip and said nothing, looking at Zhou Bai with eyes full of resentment. But Balang didn't know that his nightmare was actually just
It's just the beginning.
The second person to take over the pistol was Li Yifeng, whose right sleeve was still stained with Li Zhiguo's blood. Oh! As the bullet casing bounced, Balang's right leg was also broken. He knelt on the ground with both legs, roaring in pain and blushing.
Blood spurted out from the two bullet holes, soon turning the soil under his knees red.
The third person to shoot was Situ Kong, and his target was Balang's left hand; the fourth person to take the shot was Xu Xudong. After breaking Balang's right hand, he killed the Desert Eagle with only one bullet left.
Return it to Luo Hao.
The eight-faced Buddha, whose limbs were crippled, has long lost the ferocity and arrogance of the past. His face is pale and his breath is weak. He is slowly squirming on the ground and begging Luo Hao: "Kill me, please!"
Luo Hao ignored Balang's request. He circled the gun around his right index finger and pressed the gun against his abdomen. "You shot Instructor Tai'a right here to prevent him from following us."
He left the secret passage and died on the damn PMA-anti-infantry mine you planted. Now I will give you back the shot you used to shoot him!"
Damn!
The bullet penetrated Balang's abdomen at close range, and blood spurted out from his mouth. He glared at Luo Hao and said angrily: "You, you are so cruel!"
"Learned from you." He threw the desert eagle with empty bullets aside, took out the dragon's tooth saber attached to his tactical vest, put it on Barang's neck, and ordered: "When you get down, remember to apologize to the instructor.
!”
With a soft hiss, the sharp dragon-tooth saber cut off Barang's carotid artery and trachea, completely cutting off his life in the eyes full of unwillingness.
Balang is dead. He has been on Interpol's wanted list for more than ten years. He is the most powerful drug lord in Southeast Asia. Balang is dead. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would believe that killing this man who once made him famous is dead.
The person who countless people talk about becomes cruel is not the Interpol, nor the special forces of a certain country, but five young people with an average age of only 21 years old! Moreover, Barang's death was extremely tragic and embarrassing. A generation ago.
The man of the hour has become a meal for the jungle beasts.
When Luo Hao and others returned to the camp along the same route, it was already bright, the sky was blue, and there were few clouds. There was no doubt that this would be a rare good weather. The originally strong smell of blood in the camp disappeared after a night of wind.
After the blow, a lot of them dispersed, but the corpses on the ground still made people feel extremely bloody. Xu Xudong found the backpack containing ten kilograms of "white flour" and carried it on his back.
The five people stood at the entrance of the camp. After taking one last look at the camp, which was full of desolation and made them wander between life and death several times, they walked out of the jungle according to the map Zhao Tianyu left them.
Wu Yun, Xu Weicheng, it’s time to settle the score between us! Luo Hao raised his head and glanced at the blue sky, thinking to himself.