Super Special Forces King

Chapter 345

345.

"Brother Erqiang, pay attention to whether there is a dark room above your head and under your feet," Mike quickly reminded.

Zhao Qiang was taken aback, and quickly said, "Okay, I'll look for it."

On the other side, Zhai Qiang drove Zhang Feng and Qiang Sen to Pingsang's stronghold.

"Zhai Qiang, look at the car and the small truck next to it. Johnson, go in with me!" Zhang Feng said, and quickly got out of the car holding the gun.

Able to smell the faint smell of blood in the yard, Zhang Feng and Qiang Sen quickly rushed to Pingsang's office.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Zhao Qiang, who was pouting his **** in the so-called dark room, immediately rushed from the ground, picked up the automatic rifle on his body and pointed at the door.

"it's me!"

Hearing Zhang Feng's voice, the vigilant Zhao Qiang lowered the muzzle.

Zhao Qiang frowned and looked at Zhang Feng and Qiangsen who walked in and said: "Brother Feng, Mike said that the location displayed by the locator is in this room, but I have looked for it inside and out, but I didn’t find it. where?"

Hearing his words, Zhang Feng's brows frowned slightly.

He has also seen the miniature positioner that Mike made. There is no problem, why can't it be found?

"What did Mike say?"

"Mike said he should pay attention to the top of the head and the bottom of his feet." Zhao Qiang said quickly.

Zhang Feng looked in the room carefully, and the flashlight shot back and forth in the dark room.

It didn't take long to find a clue on Pinsang's desk.

"If what I think is right, it should be right above our heads."

Hearing this, Zhao Qiang was confused, and he had already carefully searched for it with a flashlight above his head. They were all solid ceilings and there was no place to hide things.

"No way, Brother Feng, doesn't this look like a place with things?"

Zhang Feng didn't answer him immediately, but walked to the desk and irradiated the flashlight with some messy scratches on the desk.

"What does this mean? I still think it's more likely to be hidden underground!" Zhao Qiang said puzzledly.

Johnson saw the problem and said, "Brother Feng is right. It should be on our head. These scratches are obviously made by the lines on the sole."

Zhang Feng nodded secretly, it seems that Johnson's observation is careful!

The scratches on the soles of the desk appear on the desk, which in itself is not in line with common sense, and no one can step on the desk without problems. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Zhang Feng jumped onto the desk, raised his head slightly, shining with a flashlight, and at the same time raised his hand and slightly tapped the ceiling above his head.

"Boom bang bang." Hearing this voice, Zhang Feng suddenly felt happy, empty!

Pushing it up hard, the ceiling above his head really moved.

Put your head into it, and you see a huge safe.

Using his arms, he slowly lifted the safe out. Zhang Feng estimated that the safe was at least about 100 kilograms!

"Is this guy Pingsang really hiding the safe on top of his head, and he's not afraid of falling down and killing him!" Zhao Qiang said cursingly.

"Don't talk nonsense! Johnson, you move the safe to the car. Erqiangzi, you and I set the fire to burn everything that can be burned here, don't leave your feet." Zhang Feng ordered.

Johnson held the safe in his arms without saying a word, and walked quickly toward the outside of the yard.

Zhao Qiang seemed to have a natural passion for murder and arson, and he immediately became interested when he heard Zhang Feng's words.

...

Seeing the flames slowly burning up, Zhang Feng and others drove away quickly. Tonight is destined to be a restless night!

Fires broke out one after another outside and inside the city!

The pickup truck was handed over to Johnson to drive, while Zhang Feng sat in the co-pilot.

On the other side, Zhai Qiang drove the car, carrying Zhao Qiang.

The two cars parted ways after driving out of the alley.

After making sure that there is no tracking and caring people's attention behind them, they drove the car back to the house!

The door of the house was closed tightly, and everyone started to move the weapons, ammunition and materials in the small truck to the basement quickly.

Even the thinnest Mike joined in.

Two rifles, two pistols, fighting sabers, gun accessories, American sand camouflage combat uniforms... etc.

Moving all the supplies into the basement, everyone was panting.

Zhai Qiang's face was even more excited with a smile that could not be concealed. For him, all this is money!

Zhao Qiang and Johnson are even more fond of these weapons.

Zhang Feng's mood was also relaxed for a while. With these weapons, at least there is no need to worry about arms for a period of time. Even if a mercenary group is formed, there is no need to worry about insufficient weapons in the early stage.

Although the risk of this action is large enough, the benefits are undoubtedly worthy of this risk.

Recalling what Pingsang said before his death, Zhang Feng turned his head to look at Mike who was wiping his sweat and said: "Mike, see if you can find someone named Donald! This person probably has two identities, the first is Ping The second kind of backer behind Sang is the weapon supplier behind Ping Sang."

The reason for these two inferences is that Zhang Feng is based on Pingsang’s threats, ‘all those who owe Mr. Donald will die! ’.

Pinsang died in his own hands, so the money he owed Donald was naturally transferred to himself. Those who can make Pingsang owe money are nothing more than these two types. The former has an interest in him, and the latter is that Pingsang has not paid the balance for the purchase of weapons!

"I understand, Brother Feng." After speaking, Mike was about to turn upstairs and walk to his room to find Donald's identity.

Zhang Feng hurriedly stopped him and said with a smile: "Mike is not in a hurry. Donald can't find us for a while. You still have a good rest during this period. What about now? We have to find a way to get him!" , Pointed at the huge safe in front of him.

There are two sets of locks in the safe, one is an electronic lock, you need to enter the secret you are fighting for, and the other is a plug-in key.

Zhang Feng has a way to open the plug-in lock, but he can't do anything about the electronic lock.

Mike Weiwei frowned, looked at Zhang Feng and said, "Brother Feng, I can only open the electronic lock!"

With a slight smile, Zhang Feng said, "I just happened to be able to pick another lock!"

...

Mike removed the key plate of the code lock and connected the computer cable to it.

The twelve-digit number on the computer screen scrolled quickly.

"Probably how long will it take?" Zhai Qiang couldn't wait to see what else was in the safe besides the 200,000 deposit.

"The program I set up performs hundreds of thousands of deciphering times per second, and the specific deciphering time depends on the specific password set by the other party."