The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

Yang Wei lay on a low wall, watched Tieniu get up, then limped away from here, his eyes were full of surprise, he looked at Ye Qiu in amazement: "Chief, is that person still alive?"

Ye Qiu said calmly, "Of course he didn't die, I only hit him in the shoulder."

"Chief, why did you spare his life?" Yang Wei rubbed his hands, "Do you want me to go up and kill him?"

"Damn, who will lead us when he dies?" Ye Qiu rolled his eyes, this guy Yang Wei is really addicted to playing.

"Uh." Yang Wei scratched his head, "Then why did you kill that truck driver just now? Can you just let him go?"

"That truck driver is too cunning." Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes, "This kind of person is meticulous and not easy to follow. It's better than this stupid big guy."

Yang Wei said embarrassedly: "Chief, how do you know that this person is stupid?"

"Just jumping out based on my few provocative words, how high do you think this kind of person's IQ is?" Ye Qiu smiled, "But this guy is more affectionate, and he will definitely go back to his old den to find someone to deal with me. You follow up now, remember not to startle the snake, and let me know when you find the place."

Forehead……

Yang Wei suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He didn't expect that Ye Qiu's calculations were so accurate. He designed it from the very beginning without killing Tieniu, and then the opponent got into the spider web he woven step by step. There is no longer any escape.

This kind of mental speculation and judgment of the situation made Yang Wei's hairs stand on end!

Yang Wei absolutely has reason to believe it.

If anyone is being followed by Ye Qiu, they will definitely not eat well and sleep well, and will be worried all day long.

"Chief, then I'm leaving."

After Yang Wei said a word, he followed Tieniu in the dark.

Ye Qiu walked back to the back of the iron bucket. Lu Xiaoguang was tied up and his mouth was stuffed with smelly socks. Seeing Ye Qiu, he whimpered.

Ye Qiu ignored him, but found the old-fashioned push-button mobile phone in his hand, thought for a while, but still didn't make a call, and threw it into his pocket.

Then he took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a while, dialed a number, rang, and the other party connected.

A majestic voice sounded: "What is it?"

"The cancer cells have spread!"

After Ye Qiu said something, he hung up the phone, suddenly looked to the east, and murmured, "I hope I won't have to wait too long for the day of surgery..."

Yanjing.

In a hall with simple decoration but exuding a sense of solemnity and solemnity.

A middle-aged man put down the phone in his hand.

This middle-aged man has a square face, with traces of time left on his face, but he doesn't look old, but adds a bit of majesty, and he has an aura of calmness and self-prestige.

The middle-aged man had a dark face at this moment: "Dare you hang up on my phone?"

"What's wrong?"

In the middle of the hall, there was a middle-aged man in formal attire who was sitting on a chair drinking tea. Seeing the other person's dark face, he couldn't help asking.

"That kid's phone number." The middle-aged man smiled wryly.

"Haha, he is the only one in the world who dares to hang up on your phone."

"This brat doesn't know how to respect me."

"What is he calling for? Didn't he finally cheat his death? If you don't want to be his village chief, why are you calling?"

"Something went wrong."

The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa immediately sat up straight, and said in a deep voice, "Why, was he discovered?"

"No." The middle-aged man shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Things have gone a bit beyond expectations. Now there are some small tumors over there, and he may need surgery."

"Which place?" The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa wondered, "Tianguang City shouldn't be that bad, right?"

"What do you think?" The middle-aged man pointed to the southeast, "That place has the largest port in the country."

"If that place is a big problem." The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa frowned.

"It's not just that the problem is serious, it's simply turning the world upside down." The middle-aged man said helplessly.

"If this bastard makes a move, he will definitely turn the place upside down." The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa laughed, "What are you worried about?"

"I'm worried that those old guys will make a move." The middle-aged man shook his head.

"Hmph, if they dare to attack, they will directly blow up their mountains." The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa said, "Do you still think that this world is still their world?"

"It's easy to say." The middle-aged man smiled wryly, "I hope that kid can settle the matter."

...

"Brother Guang, let's go, let's discuss a business."

Ye Qiu knelt down and put his arms around Lu Xiaoguang's neck and laughed, making the latter tremble.

"Wooooow."

Lu Xiaoguang struggled a bit.

Ye Qiu ignored him, lifted Lu Xiaoguang up with one hand, and quickly left here.

Half an hour later, several black Sankana vehicles drove to the crematorium, a dozen people jumped out of the car, and then walked into the crematorium.

The leader was a young man with a handsome face and a resolute look on his face. He was wearing a black jacket and walked quite standard with an imposing manner. He looked like he was a member of the army before.

If Li Donghe had been here, he would have discovered that this young man was the Guoan Special Qinke who brought people over that day.

"Yao Lao is really fucking urging me to die. Why did you call me here in the middle of the night?" The young man shook his head and walked into the crematorium impatiently. But just as he walked in, his expression changed. There was a strong smell of blood.

"Captain, there is blood!"

A team member pointed to the ground.

"Stay alert and get in!"

The young man waved his hand, and a dozen people took out their pistols, and walked inside vigilantly.

Now that there is no living person in the crematorium, their vigilance was of course in vain, but when they saw the corpses all over the ground, their expressions changed.

The scene was too tragic. More than 30 people died, stumps and internal organs were everywhere, and blood flowed all over the place.

Even the members of the Secret Service were used to seeing many bloody scenes, but they couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw this scene.

Seeing the bullet marks and shell casings all over the ground, the young man understood that a tragic gun battle had taken place here.

"Depend on!"

The young man cursed: "On-site inspection, damn, such a serious gun battle happened in my territory? Who the hell doesn't want to live?"

"yes."

Others jumped into action.

Some team members said: "Captain, the weapon is an imitation of MP5!"

"It looks like black eats black, and one party was completely slaughtered..."

"There's nothing in the car."

The Secret Service staff moved very quickly and immediately understood the general situation of the scene, but there was one thing that they couldn't figure out, that is, the party holding the MP5 completely slaughtered the other party, but why did they all die in the end?

The young man picked up a bullet casing, looked at it, and muttered, "Shouldn't it? Could it be an internal strife?"

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of bullet marks on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and his expression changed suddenly.