Although his legs in black stockings could touch the ground, they were tied up with thick shackles and two air roots as thick as his calves, so there was no way to close his legs together.

Similarly, his hands were also shackled to the other two air roots, so that they could only maintain the "big" shape - if he knew Chinese characters.

Especially on the head of this old guy, not only was a waist-length blond wig firmly adhered with strong glue, but he also wore an American-style steel helmet painted bright pink.

The old man's buttocks were once tattooed with the words "Brad only", but now they have turned into a wild boar pattern with a Kabbah 1217 dagger stuck in his neck.

However, around this naked old thing, there were plastic-sealed photos and small copper bells fixed with wires on the air roots.

These photos are all evidence of crimes against humanity exposed through Weibo and VN15.

“This extra $100,000 is truly worth the special code.”

Wei Ran murmured something to himself, ignoring the increasingly weird looks in the eyes of Brother Yang and others, and walked up to the naked old man.

"Hello, Mr. George, ah no, Miss George, hello, Miss George, your blond hair is so beautiful."

Wei Ran said hello with a smile, then lowered his voice and said in a voice that only the other party could hear, "I told you before, don't let me catch you, otherwise I will put a red bullet in your asshole."

The smoke bomb was what we had discussed at the beginning."

Hearing this, George looked at the man standing in front of him with a frightened face, his old face full of pleading.

Unfortunately, not only did he have all his real and dentures knocked out, but he also had a tennis ball stuffed in his mouth.

With his back to Brother Yang and others, Wei Ran used the cover of his backpack to take out the newly obtained grenade launcher from the metal book and ejected the only grenade inside.

Putting the grenade launcher back into the metal book, he picked up the rusty M79 grenade launcher on the boat, carefully knocked the remaining stains in the launch tube clean, and took out a pair of prepared ones from the bag.

leather gloves and a towel.

Walking around to Miss George, Wei Ran pressed the red smoke grenade into the broken launcher in front of him, and then carefully wrapped a towel around the remaining handle of the grenade launcher.

Ignoring George who was shaking his head crazily, Wei Ran walked around two meters behind him, raised his hand and pulled the trigger of the grenade launcher.

"Boom!"

With a hoarse sound, the red smoke bomb, which didn't seem to have enough power, still accurately hit a perfect ten, and George let out an indistinct scream in response.

Ignoring the fleeting burning sensation in his left hand, Wei Ran put the broken grenade launcher in his hand back to its original position, and once again used the cover of his backpack to take out the Nikon camera in the metal book.

After taking a few steps back, he silently pressed the shutter again and again from all angles.

After the entire roll of film was taken, the wild boar George, who had been wrapped in red smoke, finally stopped moving.

Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief, took off his gloves and held them in his hands, "Let's go, I should go home, otherwise my girlfriend will not allow me to go out."

"here..."

"Just let Miss George stay here."

Wei Ran waved his hands and muttered with regret, "It's a pity that his son was not caught."

"Clean our tracks"

Brother Yang gave instructions in a low voice, did not answer Wei Ran's words at all, and accompanied him out of the jungle the way he came.
Chapter completed!