Top Assassin in the 80s: I Want This Soldier King

Du Yi was the top assassin trained by the Blood Demon organization, ranking first globally with a zero-failure rate. She was proficient in combat, weapon research and development, shooting... every...

Chapter 62: Long and Stringy

Meng Jian carefully pushed aside the grass and bent down to move forward.

Shen Bei followed behind him in the same way, not daring to make a sound.

Du Yi walked unsteadily with a gun on his shoulder.

“Crack…”

Meng Jian frowned and turned around to see Du Yi stepping on a dead branch.

There was dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Made a gesture to keep quiet.

Then he turned around and continued moving forward.

“Crack, crack, crack…”

Meng Jian turned around angrily and looked down.

I saw Du Yi standing on three dry branches.

Meng Jian: “…”

He glared and said in a low voice: "Can't you be more careful?"

Du Yi shrugged.

I asked him in a low voice, "Are we three still no match for the six? Aren't you afraid they will run away if you are so slow?"

Meng Jian was choked and speechless.

For the people of the Cheetah Assault Regiment, fighting ten at once is no big deal.

Yes, why be so sneaky?

Meng Jianli straightened up immediately.

He touched his nose guiltily.

Shen Bei also stood up, turned around and gave Du Yi a thumbs up.

The three of them walked forward quickly, fearing that the drug dealer had lost it.

After walking about ten meters forward, I saw three people who were also crouching and walking carefully to the left. They were wearing local border clothes and had guns on their backs.

Exactly the goal.

Meng Jian took two leaps with all his might and threw the gun into the air. When he ran to the three men, he stretched out his hand to catch the gun which had changed direction in mid-air.

He smashed the last man's back with the butt of his gun.

All this happened in just one second. When the man heard the noise and was about to turn around, he was knocked to the ground by Meng Jian.

"ah……"

At this time, Shen Bei also ran up to the three people and kicked the remaining two people away one by one.

The three of them were immediately beaten and lost half of their combat effectiveness.

Du Yi carried the gun and watched with a smile.

"Meng Jian, I didn't expect you to be such a good fighter~"

Meng Jian heard the sarcasm in Du's words.

He pouted, "Come and see if these three people have the drug leader who escaped."

Du Yi just saw the faces of the three people and she shook her head.

"Neither, but he must be the one who saved the drug lord."

After hearing this, Meng Jian pulled over the vines nearby and tied up the person at his feet in no time.

Shen Bei is in charge of those two.

"Jiligualajilaguala."

"Gibberish."

"Gululugugulalalida."

The three struggled and shouted desperately.

How could he possibly be stronger than Meng Jian and Shen Bei?

Shen Bei was stepping on one person and busy with another, and he had no intention of letting Du Yi take action.

"You don't understand the border language?"

Du Yi put the gun on his back, crossed his chest and asked with a smile.

Meng Jian and Shen Bei froze.

They have learned eight languages, so how could they understand the dialect of a small border area?

"I understand!"

Du raised his chin high and spoke in a boastful tone.

Meng Jian and Shen Bei immediately showed fawning smiles.

"Sister, what did they say?"

Shen Bei asked with a grin.

Du Yi turned his neck as he walked back and forth: "I'm hungry, let's go back and talk while eating chicken."

"good."

Meng Jian carried the man on his back and followed Du Yi with a smile.

Shen Bei also hurriedly followed, one in each hand.

The three people who were arrested kept mumbling something.

Walking back to the place where he had roasted the chicken, Du Yi had already taken the chicken down and put it aside to dry.

Meng Jian and Shen Bei threw the three people to the ground, clapped their hands and sat down.

They all looked at Du Yi who looked calm and composed.

Du Yi pulled out a red-hot fire stick from the fire.

He walked up to drug dealer A and asked in the local dialect, "Where is the person you rescued?"

The drug dealer stared at the red-hot fire stick in her hand. His eyes flickered for just a moment, then he raised his head and looked at Du Yi with a vicious look.

An expression that showed he would never obey.

Du Yi smiled devilishly, reached out and pinched the man's chin, forcing him to open his mouth.

Under the terrified and struggling gaze of Drug Dealer A, the red-hot fire stick was inserted into his mouth.

“Ahh…ah…”

A scream of pain came out of his mouth, but when his throat was blocked by the fire stick, no sound could come out.

Drug Dealer A's face turned red with pain and his eyes were bloodshot.

But Du Yi was pinching his chin and his body was tied up, so he could only twist his body.

Meng Jian: “Fuck~”

Shen Bei: "Amazing!"

Du Yi sneered, stirred the fire stick in Drug Dealer A's throat, and slowly pulled it out.

The still red fire stick was stained with Drug Dealer A's blood and minced meat tissue, which were long and stringy, making people's hair stand on end.

Du Yiju was right in front of him, staring at the fire stick carefully, as if he were appreciating a work of art.

The two drug dealers nearby were so scared that they were trembling.

Meng Jian and Shen Bei were stunned.

If they didn't know that Du Yi was their comrade-in-arms, the two of them would really suspect that Du Yi was a member of a special organization.

So cruel and perverted...

「Hiss~」

They both gasped at the same time.

I'm really worried about the other two drug dealers.

Du Yi smiled and let go of Drug Dealer A, then held the fire stick in front of Drug Dealer B and Drug Dealer C, asking them to take a closer look.

After just one second of looking, the two drug dealers closed their eyes tightly.

Du Yi sneered again.

Two fools.

If you can’t see the real thing, the imagination in your mind will be more terrifying.

This is called... scaring yourself.

She slammed the fire stick into the face of drug dealer B and said quietly, "Just tell me a direction. I am a Chinese soldier and cannot kill people without reason, but... I have a hundred ways to torture you."

When he said the last sentence, Du Yi's tone revealed joy, as if he really hoped that they would not answer.

Drug dealer C opened his eyes and looked tremblingly at drug dealer A who was shaking in pain next to him.

He closed his eyes and said, "The boss has lost us and is heading southwest."

"Where should we meet the person who will pick you up?"

Du Yi then asked another question in a stern voice.

"There are people waiting in a boat by the Wala River."

Du Yi narrowed his eyes and smiled.

He stood up and threw the fire stick far away.

Meng Jian was also delighted when he saw her expression.

“You asked?”

Du nodded, sat back in his seat, picked up the chicken next to him and tore it into three pieces.

Handed it to Meng Jian and Shen Bei.

There was no way the two of them could eat the chicken.

The scene of drawing the fire stick just now was still playing in the minds of the two people.

Seeing Meng Jian and Shen Bei waving their hands with green faces, Du raised her eyebrows and smiled. One chicken was just right for her.

"Send a signal to the black-faced captain. The person is in the southwest."

She said this and started eating the roast chicken with relish.

Meng Jian looked serious. He took out a specially made ancient whistle, looked up and blew a long whistle towards the forest.

Then he blew it twice more.

After hearing a short whistle in response, his eyes lit up, as the regiment commander had received the signal.

They are now heading southwest.

Let’s go too.

After saying that, he picked up the half-dead drug dealer A on the ground, carried him on his shoulders and prepared to leave.

Shen Bei glanced at Du Yi.

It’s so delicious to chew on the big chicken leg.

"Meng Jian, do you have any sympathy? I'm hungry and eating chicken."

Meng Jian: “…”

He put the man down, stood with his arms crossed and watched Du Yi eat the chicken.

Without saying anything, his eyes were full of urging.

Shen Bei asked with a smile: "Hey, Du Yi, how come you can speak the local dialect here?"

Du Yi looked at him with a distracted look.

"It's from military training."

After saying that, she stood up, took the chicken, and walked southwest, eating as she walked.

With Meng Jian looking at her like that, she no longer enjoyed her food.

Shen Bei quickly put out the fire, holding one in each hand, and trotted to catch up with Du Yi.