The sloppy forest building was bombed for less than a minute before being engulfed in flames.
Fighter jets were still circling in the valley, and the deadly black Gatling gun muzzles were like the eyes of a dragon. If anyone tried to escape, they would immediately open fire, and no one could escape.
The huge flames devoured the evil inch by inch. In the chaotic situation, no one cared about the life that was about to disappear in the water dungeon in the corner.
Bang!
Suddenly, a gunshot opened the lock of the water dungeon. In a daze, Xue Peng saw a strange and cold man opening the wooden rafters that covered the dungeon.
Without saying a word, the man picked up the dying man and stripped off his clothes, leaving only his underwear.
"Can you still walk?"
Being seriously injured and not having eaten for several days, even the strongest person could not bear it. He didn't even have the strength to respond, and his whole body was as soft as a piece of mud.
"I'll carry you on my back. Remember that you owe me a favor and you have to repay it." After saying this, Li Hang bent down and carried the person on his back.
He had already figured out the surrounding terrain thoroughly. If he took the mountain road, he would be killed before he could even get out. Now the only way to survive was to take the water route.
The two men went down the river and escaped along the area with lush vegetation, taking advantage of the darkness and the cover of vegetation.
The helicopter circled until dawn before finally landing on a flat ground. The propeller roared, making the surrounding grass and trees rustle. The cabin door opened, and two men walked down the elevator stairs, one in front and one behind.
Tall, cold, and murderous.
"Aaron, it's a good thing I listened to you. Who would have thought that there would be so many mercenaries hiding in this remote place." Zhan Peng took off his noise-canceling headphones, threw them to the adjutant who followed him, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Baru said nothing, waved his hand, and asked people to search the collapsed ruins.
Not to mention Zhan Peng, until now, his heart has been twisted into a knot.
When people from below reported that a group of mercenaries were attacking his residence with a clear purpose and concentrated firepower, he realized that this group of people were not coming for him, but for his weak spot.
Just one misjudgment, just a moment of hesitation, just a soft heart, and he and Zhan Peng’s lives, as well as the brothers’ wives and children, would all be lost.
The man's fists creaked as his blood rushed back and he clenched his back teeth.
Boha's battle report came from the Bluetooth headset, "Brother, I'm almost there, do you want to take him alive?"
"No." The man squeezed out a few words coldly.
Anyone who dares to take advantage of his vitals will become his mortal enemy, irreconcilable with him. He will never be allowed to live, and I won't feel satisfied even if I chop him into pieces.
"Let the people below chase them. You and Biaozi will take the others to the park that Niaogong's brother is in charge of. Check their documents. No matter what they say, as long as they are Burmese, they will be detained. All foreigners will be deported. If they resist, they will be killed.
Also, please pay attention to the person I sent you. If anyone provides clues, I can give you a lighter sentence."
"Along, come and take a look..." As soon as he hung up the phone, Zhan Peng squatted in a pile of ruins and called him.
Baru walked over with a stern face. Zhan Peng pointed at the half-burned drawing paper and said, "What the hell is this? It's so fucking weird."
The man's pupils shrank slightly as he looked down at her. "Bring it here and let me see it."
Zhan Peng glared at him, stretched out his hand to pull open the half piece of drawing paper, and handed it to him.
Although the picture was damaged, the half skull looked extremely strange. The cracks on it were all rendered with black paint of unknown origin, and the broken and cracked joints were stitched together with gold foil, which was very strange. Although the remaining half could not be seen clearly, it could be seen from a few strokes and luxurious gold ink that it looked like a depiction of a cassock.
"Su, Jun, Chi..." Balu squeezed the half piece of paper with a hissing sound and squeezed out three words from between his teeth.
"Half-Faced Buddha?" Zhan Peng was a little surprised. "You mean, the person hiding here is Half-Faced Buddha?"
He didn't have to answer, the silence said it all.
A flash of murderous intent flashed across Zhan Peng's eyes. He took two steps back, his heart pounding.
"So, the group of people who attacked the town today were targeting our wives and children? Damn it." Zhan Peng, who realized it belatedly, kicked away the stone at his feet, snatched the submachine gun from the guard next to him and fired into the air to express his anger.
It was almost, just almost, his lovely child and his caring and gentle wife were killed. How could he not hate them?
"Find, find the old man's body for me. I want to chop him up and feed him to the dogs with my own hands." Zhan Peng roared like crazy.
Baru's face was ashen, his jawline was tense, and he didn't release his fist at his side.
"Zhan Peng, if we don't kill Su Junchi this time, none of us will be able to sleep well."
Zhan Peng's eyes were red and he gritted his teeth. "Impossible! My men were watching. Not even a rabbit escaped. Su Junchi must have been killed in the explosion. With such a dense bombing raid on such a tiny place, even something with four legs couldn't escape, let alone something with two legs."
Balu looked at the ashes before him, feeling a faint sense of unease. "Don't underestimate the enemy. Sometimes, ghosts can't be killed with bombs. They have to be burned with fire. They have to be sent to hell and their souls shattered."
"Sir," Zhan Peng's soldiers came running over to report, "We found a destroyed helicopter in the back, with two bodies lying nearby."
Upon hearing this, Zhan Peng turned around and met Balu's eyes. Then he burst into excitement and said, "Where is it? Let's go and take a look."
Before they even walked over, they smelled a pungent odor.
Having been on the front lines of drug enforcement for many years, the two men realized what the smell was almost instantly.
He took the gas mask and walked over. Looking at the two bodies that were blown to pieces and burnt black, he finally felt relieved from the blockage in his chest.
"Have you finished filming all the materials for the report?" asked Zhan Peng.
"We've finished filming," the guard replied, then called over another soldier behind him who was holding a camera for evidence. "Sir, would you like to see it?"
"No need." Zhan Peng waved his hand, then took out the saber behind him and stabbed the corpse several times. "Damn it, old man, you dare to set your sights on my wife and children. It's really a damn good thing for you to die like this..."
"Sir, a large amount of gold, jewelry, and US dollars were found on the plane. Part of the DP has been burned, and the rest is here."
Baru looked back and said, "Register it truthfully and hand it in."
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"Along, didn't Brother Meng give you a special exception? You can take half of the gold seized in northern Myanmar as your private property." On the way back, Zhan Peng looked at his good brother beside him as if he were a fool and asked.
Baru was worried. "My wife said that some money can be earned, and some money cannot be earned. Before, no one taught me, so I took it without knowing what I deserved. But now, someone has taught me. This money has touched so many innocent lives. I think it's dirty."
"Okay, okay, you're just too noble to find a rich wife and let your son die. So? You're also a country dog with a golden tail? Are you sticking your tail up in the air?"
"I'm too lazy to talk to an uneducated old man like you. It's vulgar." Baru moved aside in disgust, "Don't get close to me."
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