Chapter 1276 What Are You Playing With?

Blood splattered on the squad leader's face, as if he had washed his face with blood.

The squad leader did not stop the dagger, and stabbed again!

Puff!

The tip of the knife pierced the lower jaw of the other wolfdog and came out above the nose bridge of the dog.

The wolfdog was even more miserable, and died instantly without even a howl!

"Da Long Er Long!" The bald man was anxious and took out a pistol from his waist. With a bang, he shot the squad leader on the right shoulder.

The squad leader fell to the ground instantly.

The bald man rushed forward, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the squad leader's head, and wanted to shoot again.

A foreigner in camouflage clothes angrily cursed at the bald man!

The man with glasses explained to the bald man: "Mr. Qu, this man is the leader of the three men, he can't die!

Otherwise, the three captives will definitely cause trouble, and then we will have no hostages!"

The bald man pointed at the two dog corpses on the ground and cursed at the man with glasses: "Are you blind? This bastard killed my Dalong and Erlong!"

The foreigner in camouflage uniform shouted a few words to the bald man.

The man with glasses quickly said to the bald man: "Mr. Powell said that after the matter is settled, he will give you two purebred Caucasians!"

The bald man put away his gun and looked at the foreigner in camouflage uniform and said: "Thank you, Mr. Powell!"

He turned his head, gritted his teeth and looked at the squad leader on the ground and cursed: "You are lucky!"

"Traitor dog!" The squad leader endured the pain in his shoulder and cursed at the bald man.

The bald man stopped, looked down at him with a mocking expression and cursed:

"Traitor?

Whoever gives me money is my boss!

This is the law of survival!

You make less than 300 yuan a month, what are you playing with!"

"Survival?" The squad leader looked mocking, forced himself to sit up, looked at him, the man with glasses, and the group of bald men, his eyes revealed undisguised contempt and disgust.

"For money, you sell out your motherland.

You are willing to be dogs for these foreigners!

You betray not only your country.

You also betray your own conscience!

You also betray your own humanity!

You have forgotten what kind of insults your ancestors suffered from these foreigners.

You have even forgotten whether it is these foreigners or our country that allows you to have everything you have today.

You are just unwilling to be satisfied with the status quo.

You only want to have more.

In order to achieve your goal, you sell out everything you can!

You are not human, but a group of beasts, a group of slaves of money!

So how can you understand us?

Understand those of us who dare to sacrifice our lives for less than 300 yuan a month?

I warn you, traitors will not have a good end!

You can still be happy now, and you will cry someday.

And by then, you will not even be able to cry!"

While speaking, he took off the gun behind him, used it as a crutch, and stood up with all his strength.

In fact, he was already covered in wounds, and he was shot just now.

With more wounds, he could hardly stand up!

But he still gritted his teeth and stood up, and stood straight!

Although his face was frighteningly pale, it seemed that he would fall down at any time.

But his eyes were still sharp, looking at everyone, that kind of compelling gaze made people tremble in their hearts, and people dared not look at him!

Seeing that the people he brought lowered their heads one by one, the bald man was also worried that these guys were scared by the guy in front of them.

He held the pistol with disdain, pointed it at the squad leader's head, and sneered:

"I'll make you cry now!

Your life is in my hands, and you still dare to say these nonsense in front of me?

Do you believe that I will shoot you to death now?"

The squad leader's face was full of sarcasm, and he looked at him and said, "Do you dare?

Your master wants to spare my life, and you, a dog, dare to disobey his order?

Come on, shoot!

Don't let me look down on you.

You dare to move your index finger?

Waste!"

"Fuck you!" The bald man was so angry that he hit the squad leader's forehead with the pistol grip, knocking him to the ground, and blood immediately flowed from his forehead!

"Enough!" Another foreigner in camouflage uniform came over, pushed the bald man away with a gloomy face, looked down at the squad leader and asked:

"My name is Gref, and I'm their boss.

I have a nickname called Butcher, have you heard of it?

You'd better not play tricks with me, because my patience has long been used up.

I ask you, where did the other person go?"

The Chinese he spoke was very poor, and the tone was quite strange.

But at least it was still understandable.

The squad leader just lay on the ground, looking at him coldly, without saying a word.

Gref was not angry, but just waved his hand and asked the man with glasses to come over.

He spoke and let the man with glasses translate.

"I know you are a real soldier.

I have dealt with and fought with soldiers from many countries.

I have to admit that you Chinese soldiers are the most difficult to deal with.

In fact, I admire you Chinese soldiers, and I admire you five even more.

If I were not on the opposite side, I would even be willing to make friends with you!

Because we are the same kind of people..."

Tsk!

The squad leader snorted coldly, looked at Gref with contempt and said: "Make friends? The same kind of people?

With you?

Are you worthy?

We Chinese soldiers will never take the initiative to provoke anyone.

We will not sneak into other countries to plunder things that do not belong to us at all.

No matter how precious it is!

You are just bandits in green clothes, and you have the nerve to say that you are real soldiers in front of me?

Still want to make friends with us?

Hahaha, what a joke! "

Gref looked at the squad leader quietly, and when he finished speaking, he shook his head and said: "If you want to survive, you must do something.

This is just a way to make money, it has nothing to do with right or wrong.

In fact, I didn't kill you all along the way, you should have felt it!"

The squad leader laughed and said with a sarcastic look: "Yes, yes, you didn't kill us.

But we did it to you!

There are eighteen of you, how many are left now?

Where did the rest go?

If it weren't for the traitors, you three wouldn't be able to get out of this big forest!

I thank you for not killing me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gref suddenly strode over and grabbed the squad leader's left hand!

The squad leader immediately fought back, but the opponent was much stronger than him, and he grabbed his wrist and twisted it, bending his left arm out of shape.

Then he looked at the squad leader coldly, held the squad leader's arm with both hands, and pressed it on his knees.

Little by little, he applied force to the joint.

Watch the squad leader's left arm bend to an exaggerated degree, and then with a click, it broke!

The bald people next to him all shuddered.

It's not that they are all good people and have never seen this scene.

It's mainly about breaking, smashing, bending, and kicking, they have all seen it.

But like this, just watching it break bit by bit, it's really too creepy, right?

How much pain does it have to endure?

Ordinary people can't do it!

What's more terrifying is that the Chinese green suit didn't make a sound from beginning to end!

The veins on his forehead were bulging, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

The muscles on his face could no longer be controlled, his face was red, and his expression was ferocious.

But from beginning to end, he didn't make a scream.

He just bit his lips hard, and his mouth was full of blood.

But his eyes were still looking at Gref sharply!

At this moment, Gref had already let go of his left arm, and picked up his right arm expressionlessly!

But suddenly, he raised his head and waved his arm in the air.

It was just that the movement was too fast, and everyone only saw a residual shadow and couldn't see it clearly.

Then Gref straightened up and spread his palm.

In the palm of his hand, there was a steel needle!

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