"What are you doing? Don't want to live anymore? Get out~"

The pickup truck window opened, and deafening music floated out. A red hair stretched out his head and scolded him, but was shot by a cold stab.

"Walk"

He helped Powell over. At this time, they saw a lot of meat, fruits and vegetables in the small cargo box of the pickup truck, which seemed to be transporting food for the prison.

The bullet was gone, and it was a burden to hold it. He threw the body and Bayi into the woods, took away the driver's cell phone, and Leng Tseng turned the front of the car and rushed down the mountain. Only then did he realize that the prison was built on a mountain.

"Give oil, give oil, hit this bastard to death."

After walking two or three hundred meters, the two saw the No. 1 mercenary running wildly on the road. At first, Powell was still shouting angrily, but when he saw Leng Tsu couldn't understand, he knocked on the operating table. Leng Tsu really rushed over according to his accelerator, but when he came to his leg, he still braked and stopped.

"Why don't you hit him to death?"

You are so seriously injured that it is difficult for me to carry you alone? Don't worry, the food in the car is enough for us to use it for many days, and we will deal with him when it is safe.

"Okay." As Leng Shu said, Powell also felt that he was a little impulsive just now.

"Brother, I opened the door and asked me to get in the car, I was wrong~"

He wanted to stop a car when he got up, but because he lost his gun while jumping over the wall, he didn't succeed and almost got hit by the car. Unexpectedly, the car fell into Bao's hands in a blink of an eye.

"Where is your gun?"

"It fell off."

"It's okay if I fell off, get in the car. We are good brothers. Why do you blame you? Let's go, let's go back to the Fzhou prairie to enjoy your happiness."

"Um."

Mercenary No. 2 would never have thought that Powell was so easy to talk to. He sat in the second row happily, and pulled people in front of the pickup truck and pulled goods behind the back. It was an absolutely good car.

“Where are we going now?”

"This guy flipped his tail several times in a row. Powell knew that he had good driving skills and was relieved to let him drive forward. But now he is in China and has committed such a big case. He should know that the danger is far from over. He seems to be able to rely on the company to escape safely."

Fortunately, this guy's mobile phone is Global Connect, and Powell successfully unlocked the phone number that he remembers.

"If you stick with it, the company will give you instructions within twenty minutes."

After listening to Powell's story, the wiring party still spoke in a cold tone.

"Please hurry up, I don't know if I can live for twenty centuries."

"I believe you can."

After hanging up the phone, the headquarters of the Hard Bones Mercenary Corps immediately launched an emergency meeting, which was about whether to save the squadron leader who was arrested and picked out. Most of the executives meant to give up and let him fend for themselves. The deputy manager in charge of the external business department: Qiao, but he opposed it.

"Joe, can you tell me your reason?" No one expected that the general manager of the Hard Bones Mercenary Group was actually a fat white man who would breathe when walking: Ellison.

"We are formulating a combat plan to negotiate with China. This squadron leader and the l man killed so many Chinese police officers when they escaped from prison. They must be three S-level wanted. At that time, we can use this as an additional condition and send them three S-level wanted. If we don't believe it, they won't submit."

"Baoba~" After Joe said that, Ellison clapped his hands and applauded hard. It was obvious that he had been successfully convinced, "Joe did what he wanted and rescued Powell and the other three."

Ten minutes later, the phone rang out on time. When I glanced at Powell's happy expression, Cold Thorn knew that the most critical step was successful: the Hard Bones Mercenary Group agreed to take Powell back.

"First find out where we are now, and then I'm telling you where we are going." He originally had a try-out attitude, but unexpectedly, the company did not take any damage. Powell was really moved by a small amount.

"This is simple. I have been in China for two and a half years. Just open their mobile navigation map."

Parked the car on the side of the road, took the cold spur back to operate the phone, and there was a real-time translation by mercenary No. 1, and the communication between the two was much smoother.

"We are in H City, with a radius of ten square kilometers and a highway of five kilometers from here."

I don’t understand what you said. We are going to the T-Hong Kong Railway now. Two hours later, a freight train will depart from K City to T-Hong Kong. The containers No. 15 to 30 above are our only way to live.

"I'll check the railway in Hong Kong."

After fiddling with my mobile phone for a few minutes, Lengtou finally figured out all the routes: "The T-Hong Kong Railway is a major artery that runs through the north and south of China. The closest point here is City N, which is 500 kilometers away. The train is expected to arrive in City N in ten hours. We should be able to catch up with it if we drive a little faster."

"Isn't there a highway? Why do you have to hurry?" I thought Poway was dead, but I didn't expect that the mercenary No. 1 was still trembling in my heart until now.

"Idiot, we are fugitives now, can we take the highway?"

"Sorry, I forgot."

"What are you talking about?"

The two communicated in the x-triangle earth language, and Powell forced himself to interrupt.

"Discuss the route, this elder brother said we have to take 500 kilometers of mountain roads within twelve hours to catch that train."

"He drives at full speed at high speed, and there will be many prizes at that time."

"yes."

...

"Check the containers No. 15 to 30 of that train."

Leng Tsui has a precision receiver on his body, which can send his situation to the command center in real time.

"It has been found that this is a foreign trade company specializing in basic materials. The legal person is a Chinese. The container contains salt, rice, grain, oil, flour, etc., and is ready to be shipped to the Alb Sea at Port T."

"It's really interesting. I set up a plan to find out the spy company and hand it over to the national security department for handling. I also find a way to make the train slower after it arrives. I'm afraid that Powell will not get on the legs and feet."

Leng Thief opened the passage again, Zhan Hu was full of pride. He was using practical actions to prove to the world that the Chinese people are the strongest.

"yes."

...

With a clear location, Cold Thorn set up a shield to take the highway navigation and started running all the way, clicking the radio on a frequency modulation, and it turned out to be broadcasted in the temporary news about the criminal's violent escape from prison.

The overall meaning is three extremely dangerous terrorists who are missing their whereabouts. I hope that all the most explosive information to assist in the investigation is to give one million cash rewards to those who provide valid information.

"Brother, now I know why I asked you to hide the body of the driver?"

"I still don't understand?"

Just be smart and smart. Being too smart will cause suspicion. Leng Thorn is very good at this.

"Boy, there are still many things to learn. Let me first talk about your name?"

"Goudan, a big brother who came to China picked it up for me. What about you?"

"My name is Powell, but I am older than you, so you can also call me Big Brother."

"Just give me the promised money and call me your grandfather, brother."

"No prospect~"

Although he didn't have a long time to get in touch, Powell still likes this kid very much, courageous and loyal, which can be seen from his two dead brothers.

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