Come to modern times to be a boss

Chapter 216 Kung fu? 4
His attire did not surprise the people at the car rental company.

Not to mention his dressing up like this, even if you carry a bazooka on your back, people will probably look at you more than once.

In the eyes of the fighting nation, it is too embarrassing to go out without something on your body, let alone a place like Xibo.

There are many beasts here, and there are more people who eat people. The equipment on his body, even if it is exaggerated, is understandable.

After renting a heavy-duty pickup truck and filling it up with gas, Zhu Quan wobbled towards the unfinished building.

When he arrived near the destination, he parked the car, did not get out of the car immediately, and took out the binoculars to scan around for a while.

There was no obvious ambush, and a few red dots flashed across the roof from time to time. I don't know if it was a cigarette butt or something.

After careful perception for a while, Zhu Quan didn't feel any jitters, so Zhu Quan restarted the car.

After getting everything ready, Zhu Quan stepped up and climbed to the roof.

"Is this Mr. Soldier?"

As soon as he reached the top of the building, he yelled loudly. Are you not afraid of being discovered by others?

Zhu Quan's code name on the dark web is 'Soldier'.

"Are you Arman?" Zhu Quan asked in his unproficient Russian.

"Hahaha, it's a pleasure to meet you, it's called in your Chinese, it's too late to meet each other, hahaha!"

Zhu Quan didn't know why this man was so happy. Could it be that he was given too much money?

He was too lazy to waste so much talk with Arman, and asked directly, "When are you leaving?"

"No hurry, no hurry, let's rest for a while, Sha Kui and the others are following, wait for their notice."

Alman looked at Zhu Quan with a smile, and looked up and down from time to time, not knowing what ghosts were on his mind.

In order to avoid some subsequent troubles, Zhu Quan felt that it was necessary to deter them.

"Come on a cigarette!"

Alman frowned, took out a pack of cigarettes of an unknown brand from his body, and threw one over.

Zhu Quan clamped it between two fingers, put it on his nose and sniffed a few times, "The smoke is good!"

"That's right, it's strong enough to draw it up..."

Before Arman finished blowing, Zhu Quan exerted force with his right hand and directly flicked the smoke to the ground.

Arman, who saw this scene, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Mr. Soldier, what do you mean?"

In Arman's view, if I pass you a cigarette, it's fine if you don't smoke it. If you still throw it on the ground in front of me, will you hit me in the face?
"It's nothing interesting, don't get me wrong, look at this smoke!"

Zhu Quan signaled him not to get excited, and pointed to the cigarette by his feet.

Arman was dubious, gestured to the people behind him, and waited for them to raise their rifles and release the safety before bowing their heads.

It was quite dark, and he vaguely saw a white object on the ground. After thinking about it, he planned to pick it up and stuff it into the yellow-skinned monkey's mouth.

"Ok?"

Picking up this cigarette was not as easy as Alman imagined.

When he straightened up from the ground, he realized that the smoke had sunk into the concrete.

He didn't know what to say, and he couldn't understand what superpower it was.

"Mr. Soldier, do you know magic?"

He could only ask that, after all, it was beyond his cognition.

Zhu Quan was a little speechless. Why did this stupid bear think of magic? Couldn't he expand his thinking?
For example, what will happen if I bomb this and smoke on you, and ask me if I can use magic?
"It's not magic, the strength of the wrist, Mr. Arman, do you want to try it yourself?"

After hearing Zhu Quan's words, Arman realized, "No, no, no, we are a cooperative relationship. Mr. Soldier, you can't do this, it will kill people."

He's still self-aware, he doesn't think his bones are stronger than concrete.

Arman looked at the cigarette butt in his hand, and asked with a little fear, "This is the legendary 'Kung Fu?'"

"Basically, this is just scratching the surface. If you have time, you can show Mr. Alman a few more hands."

"Uh, it's okay to show some hands, it's best to face the bastards of Shaquina."

Arman didn't want this cigarette butt stuck in his butt, just when the phone rang in his hand, he hurried to the side to answer the phone.

"Let's go, Mr. Soldier, Shakui and the others have entered the mountain."

Zhu Quan directly parked the car in the unfinished building and got into Arman's car.

On the way, he learned that Shakui was hunting this time because one of his brothers was injured and needed bear bile for treatment.

In addition, the black bear is full of treasures and can earn some extra money, so it was delayed in Xibo.

When there were still 5 kilometers away from the destination, everyone abandoned their cars and walked without even turning on their flashlights.

Arman handed Zhu Quan something, "This is a night vision goggle, quite expensive, return it to me after you use it."

Is it expensive?It's all over the place, right?
Zhu Quan didn't bother to argue with him so much, so he took it casually.

In fact, he can walk a few steps casually without night vision goggles, and wearing night vision goggles is just icing on the cake.

According to the usual marching speed of these people, the 5 kilometers on the plain would take two to three 10 minutes at most.

But here is the deep mountains and old forests, and there are Sha Kui's desperadoes in front of them, everyone cheered up and made every step.

After walking for nearly two hours, we only covered four kilometers.

Alman brought four people this time, which was also a tactical team, and Zhu Quan added six people, and he also had followers.

As for Shakui, if one is injured, at least one nurse will be left behind, so there will be at most three people here.

They beat Shaquina in terms of numbers, which is why Arman had a hippie smile on his face. In his opinion, more than a dozen people beat three people just to get money.

Along the way, they didn't encounter any large beasts, and occasionally a few small worms were cleaned up by the army's daggers, and they were waiting to clean up Shakui and the others to make snake soup.

"Hush..."

Arman made a gesture, and everyone immediately held their breaths. It seemed that they were near Shaquille and the others, or not far away from them.

Zhu Quan scanned around, and the surrounding grass, vegetation, and tree trunks all showed signs of battle, especially the smell of gunpowder left in the air, which indicated that there had been a firefight not long ago.

Arman kept making various gestures, and several team members under him quietly left one by one, and finally only Zhu Quan was left with him.

The surrounding area was pitch black, and there were occasional chirping of birds and insects and roaring of wild beasts, which aroused Zhu Quan, who was in the wild, a little wild.

He is also good at fighting in the wild. At that time, he used cold weapons, and he could kill wolves. Now that he has hot weapons in his hand, let alone wolves, even bears, he probably doesn't have the slightest timidity.

Immediately following Arman, Zhu Quan also took small steps, his ears pricked up, and he could faintly hear someone in front of him. If he was right, it should be Shakui and the others.

I have already explained to Arman and the others in advance that what I want this time is a living person, not a human head, so these people basically carry two sets of equipment.

A pair of ordinary weapons and a pair of anesthetic bullets.

It would be the best if Shaquille and the others could be anesthetized silently.

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(End of this chapter)