"Isn't this mine?" Inexplicably, a strange-shaped knife appeared in his pocket. The big guy was confused at once. The lessons of the past were still vivid in his mind. He subconsciously struggled.

"Be honest." Xiao Hei pressed the suspect hard and tried to subdue him. As a result, the big guy was too strong, and Xiao Hei had to slash his neck and knock him out.

"What a weird knife, show me~" Looking at the cold field sword in Powell's hand, Matuer felt his heart tightening. If he was stabbed, he would probably be dead.

"This is a special field sword for special forces. It has many hidden functions. It is better not to move around." Carefully put away the field sword, Powell walked to the big guy to observe, "Yellow skin, black hair, black eyes, burly body, strong strength, a bit like a Chinese special forces soldier. Tie up first, and interrogate it later."

Powell was so excited that he could not prefab the first time he caught the Chinese special forces.

"That's right, not only will it be tried, but the death penalty must be executed after confirming the identity, but the death penalty process must be filmed and posted online~" Although he won numerous likes from colleagues last time, without frontal photos, the pleasure is greatly reduced. This time, Matuer must prove to everyone that he has never lie.

“Good idea.”

"What should these bastards do?" The wrong form, Hongmao immediately turned the gun around. As long as he was not pulled into the water, he could support another horseman at any time.

"All of them are detained alone, and no one is allowed to move until the situation is clear."

"yes."

"What should I do if these people on the ground?" He was directly ignored, and the red hair seemed to be determined to show his presence.

"These are all your people, the general has the final say."

"Since they are vegetatives, they are food. Drag them into the woods to feed the beasts." Although two of them were not dead, it was impossible for Matur to treat them. Drug trafficking groups have always been so realistic.

"Yes." He breathed a sigh of relief and the red-haired trotted away.

...

"Has it succeeded?"

The moment he was lifted up by someone with four legs and four hands, Leng Tsui suddenly woke up, and his brain data was gradually recovered. He realized that he had just experienced a big bet.

Leng Tsu was born in the deep mountains that are full of smoke. There is a temple on the mountain at the door of his house. When he was a child, he often went to the temple to pick up fruits. When the abbot saw him jumping up and down all day, he taught him a quick way to calm down:

Without distractions, imagine the big toe as a nose, and breathe in a static and moving manner. Over time, the brain will really think that the big toe is the nose. It will adjust a lot of blood to the feet to supply the breathing work of the "nose". The blood supply to the brain will be reduced immediately, thus achieving the effect of quickly entering deep sleep.

At first, Cold Thorn didn't agree. After a long time, he realized that this was indeed a wonderful method. No matter how noisy the external environment was, he could fall asleep quickly within one or two minutes, and he would feel refreshed and clear whenever he woke up.

After joining the army, Cold Tsing told the company commander about this method, which attracted the attention of the military. The superiors also sent experts to study it and found that Cold Tsinging can directly enter a deep sleep state with this method, and the brain only maintains basic blood supply demand, and a large amount of blood circulates downward. Thus, deep dormancy can be achieved, even if the rest is short, it can quickly restore brain power.

When he was besieged by the flower farmers, Leng Tshu made a luxurious gambling game in a flash: he took advantage of the chaos and pulled in three flower farmers one after another, two of them killed with heavy hands, and one half died. He unconsciously stuffed the only field knife that could prove his identity into a big man's pocket.

Just as Xiao Hei led his men to stop the fight, the Cold Thorn Movement successfully entered a deep sleep state, and successfully deceived Powell's team doctor with scars and super-bottomed pulses. He didn't wake up until he was lifted up by Hongmao and others. However, at this time he was still motionless and at the mercy of others.

"Pull it away and throw it away, don't lead the beast to the base." This is one of the three high-yield poppy fields in Matuer, and he will never allow any trouble.

"Yes." As long as the responsibility is not held accountable, it is okay to let the red hair eat poop at this time.

"What does it mean to be sad when you keep your face?" The deputy captain held the power of rumor and always pretended not to speak. When Bowie saw him, he wanted to hit someone.

"I always think something is wrong?" It seemed that I was twisting somewhere but couldn't figure it out, and the deputy captain felt quite angry.

"What a mistake, wake up this bastard first and you will know after the trial."

"That's all."

The group of people squeezed into the largest house, which was a torture room, and all kinds of torture instruments should be included, basically a place where there is entry and no exit.

...

"Drive quickly, take a walk?" He drove into the woods with a pickup truck, and the red-haired man who had recovered from his vitality began to rise again.

"Brother Mao, the road is uneven, so light it up slowly and smoke a cigarette."

"Unfortunate." When the cigarette was lit, the red-haired sucked a few times. It seemed that the past few days were particularly unhappy. He decided to burn some paper money for his ancestors.

"Brother Mao, he has already left the flower field for five kilometers."

"Okay, just throw it here."

On the left is a slope, and below is a forest ditch that is dozens of centimeters wide. The messy branches prove that this is a place where wild animals often appear. It can be said to be an excellent place to throw away corpses.

"What are you doing?" A little brother raised ak47, and the red hair slapped him.

"Give these two brothers a happy time? The doctor said they are not dead yet."

"Where do you get the qualification to enjoy such treatment? You don't have to be happy, you just need to feed yourself." Year-round suppression has seriously distorted the Hongmao's personality. Not to mention a few irrelevant flower farmers, he can kill his father for the sake of benefit.

"Cao, Brother Hongmao, thank you for your inhumanity." After waking up, Leng Tsai kept observing with his eyes open. When he saw the ak raised by the flower farmer, he almost broke up. The gambling game had reached this point, and he would never fail.

"Brother Mao is just trying to solve it. Be careful to throw it away, don't just fall to death."

Hula was thrown to the edge of the ditch, and the pickup truck twisted away. Lengtou quickly grabbed it and ran towards the high place, and finally hid in a large hollow tree.

"Finally come out, Matuer, you can't do anything to me."

After observing through the tree hole, Lengtou did not notice any signs of drones on it, so he drilled out of the tree hole and continued to run wildly. Four hours later, he arrived at the river where he came fifty kilometers away. The raft covered by dead branches and leaves was still floating quietly by the river. He was hungry and unable to help but immediately repaired it. When he left, he left the excess crocodile meat here.

When I opened the dead branches and saw the golden crocodile meat, the cold thorn saliva flowed down.
Chapter completed!