The trainee starts by splitting bricks with bare hands

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Joker dragged him to the sofa in the living room and sat down, then asked with a smile, "What did Boss Zhao see in the basement just now?"

"I didn't see anything, just a bunch of sundries and garbage."

"Really?" Joker smiled and poured himself a glass of water, "It doesn't really matter, since Boss Joe has gone into the basement, I can't bet that you really didn't see anything."

"What are you talking about? What did you see?"

"The dart board was originally in this house. I remember talking to Boss Zhao the day before that you also like shooting darts."

Zhao Chengwen swallowed secretly.

Joke put his shoulders on his shoulders and said with a smile: "Boss Zhao should see that the marks on it were not shot by darts, right?"

"Didn't you shoot it with a dart?"

"What is Boss Zhao hiding? What is he afraid of? Besides the dart board, what else did you see?"

"No... I didn't see it, I didn't see anything!"

"Hahaha, Boss Zhao, don't be nervous. You are our employer, and we won't hurt you." Joker massaged his neck and smiled brightly.

Zhao Tangjin also smiled happily.

At this time, Jock seemed to be aware of what was in his pocket, and before he could react, he took out the wireless microphone.

In the living room, the faces of everyone changed instantly.

"This... this is..." Zhao Tangjin was speechless, feeling like he was going to pee again.

With a "click", Jock crushed the microphone and looked out the door at the same time.

"Chase!"

……

……

"The blueprint of Houshan Nursing Home? Where did they get this thing?"

"There is still a timetable for changing defenses?"

"Hey guy, do you still have a military crossbow? Damn it, I think we should call the police. This search is accurate!"

"Why is Zhao Tangjin silent?"

"It seems that someone is coming..."

"Shh... no, he's been caught!"

"Don't panic, this kid can do it, hold on."

"..."

"Beep-"

"Exposed! Let's go!" Han Yiping heard a sharp sonic boom, and immediately reacted, and hurriedly urged Li Mingbo to drive away.

However, Han Lan opened the car door: "You can't run! They have already scared the snake, and they have to follow us when we run! There will be chaos in this area! Many people will die!"

"Smash!"

Seeing that the kid was being reckless again, Han Yiping didn't grab him, and got out of the car quickly.

"Brother!" Su Yuanming turned to look at Tan Lun who was still sitting in the car.

Tan Lun counted his fingers——

This catastrophe is difficult to overcome, and God's help is needed!

Quickly dial Yaoyaoling:

"Crooked? Is it a demon spirit? I want to report to No. xx District xx, there is a gang selling catnip for human use here! There may be weapons! The other party has found me! Help!"

"..." Su Yuanming.

Chapter 935

Hua Guo, a forbidden land for mercenaries.

But compared to mercenaries, which can almost only exist in the movie, "human catnip" is obviously more stimulating to jc's nerves.

Because here is also a forbidden area for "human catnip"!

zero tolerance!

Tan Lun's phone call hit the nail on the head, and he boarded the car overnight with a gun and live ammunition.

……

……

With a bang, before the people inside chased them out, Han Lan and Li Mingbo kicked the door and broke in.

"Mr. Tan, save me!" Zhao Tangjin saw someone barging in, and started to yell without seeing the person clearly.

Joke and the others were only stunned for a moment, and then they came to their senses, looking at the two people who broke in with great interest, and a fat man and two old men following behind.

The other people who were resting in the upstairs room were also woken up early. They were sleeping with their clothes on, and came out after throwing off the quilt.

"What are you laughing at? How amazing are you?"

Han Lan rubbed her fists with a crooked smile, and looked at Jock: "Which mercenary group? You're so courageous, you go to the border of Huaguo to make trouble? You can't even bring a gun in..."

Han Lan half-spoken, watching Jock take out a pistol from his arms, choked up, and raised his hands in embarrassment.

The rest of the people were also dumbfounded, and then raised their hands and stood in a row under Jock's signal.

Originally, I thought I would drag the Yao Yaoling over with less fights and more fights, but what a fart!

"Like the Type 54, the maximum ammunition capacity is eight rounds by visual inspection. There are five of us, and he only has the tolerance of three rounds at most."

"Looking at the way he holds the gun, he should seldom use this kind of black gun. He is used to using foreign guns, and he must not be used to this old domestic gun. Therefore, the hit rate is open to question."

Han Yiping whispered.

Han Lan glanced at him and agreed.

"In other words, give it a go..."