Chuan Shu 80: I am doing scientific research on the island

Chapter 471: Comparable to biological and chemical weapons

Song Wenjun quickly returned to the bullpen and found a bottle of unknown liquid in his hand. It was light yellow. Zhang Erleng's first reaction was that it was a bottle of... urine.

"Brother Tang, have you all eaten? I'll make do with it here tonight. Here is the blanket. You go and have a rest and get some sleep."

Unexpectedly, Song Wenjun would really come back, and Zhang Tang began to feel embarrassed that he had repeatedly doubted her.

"Wenjun, what do you want to do? Do you need our help?"

"Interrogate these three people, otherwise it will be in vain to bring them back."

Who can sleep here?

When they were full just now, the translator was so hungry that he vomited sour water and begged them to give him one piece to eat.

Zhang Erleng said that Wen Jun had told him not to give the buns to the dogs, but he would not starve to death anyway, so he just needed some water to drink.

The two Japanese people immediately revealed their true colors, chattering so loudly that no one could understand what they were saying.

Wang Chuan followed suit and took off his two socks and stuffed them into the kid's mouth. Before he could make a move, the two of them were vomited by the smelly socks.

"You, you, you, what do you want to do?"

"Not a kidnapping?" Song Wenhao looked at Zhang Tang.

"Use this." Wang Chuan took off his smelly shoes, and suddenly there was a stench in the cowshed, which made his eyes hurt.

"I, I made a mistake, Miss Song, don't hit me, I'm afraid."

"Bah! I'll spray you to death with a mouthful of salt soda, and I'm destroying international relations? Brother Erleng, do you think he is a traitor and a lackey?"

Play?

"Zhang Jiansong, can you still show some respect? If you insist on inviting me, then I can also say that I invite you to the county seat." Song Wenjun said firmly.

<divclass="contentadv">"This is not the same at all. Mr. Wei and Mr. Wei have injured their arms. Ms. Song, Miss Song, you will damage international relations."

"My, my name is Zhang, Zhang Jiansong."

"You, you are talking nonsense. We invited Miss Song Wenjun to go out for fun."

afraid?

"Snapped!"

"You are so shameless, and you still speak for the brat? No one in your family has been killed by them. You traitor and lackey, I will beat you to death!"

"I, I don't know. I was asked to translate temporarily. I really don't know."

"Brother, he has the same surname as us." Zhang Erleng suddenly said.

Zhang Tang rolled his eyes at him. This guy is just missing the point in his brain. There are so many old noses named Zhang in the world. Why bother with a bad guy?

"Zhang Jiansong, why did you help two brats kidnap me?"

"kill him!"

"Wait a minute. If you hit me with your hands, your hands will hurt. Try another method."

"It's a kidnapping. The person who came to me told me to kidnap you to the airport and someone will pick you up."

Zhang Jiansong didn't dare to say anything. It was so damn miserable. Who would have thought that Song Wenjun could be so capable?

"Zhang Jiansong, how do you know my whereabouts? Are you following me in the county?"

"What's your name?" Song Wenjun opened the bottle cap and deliberately shook it under his nose. The translator was so frightened that he quickly turned his head.

"That's right." Zhang Erlang angrily rolled up his sleeves and was about to beat him. Zhang Jiansong was so frightened that he quickly begged for mercy.

"What to change?" Erleng asked.

"No, it's not kidnapping." Zhang Jiansong quickly explained.

When the translator saw her coming with the bottle, he was so frightened that he backed away. Unfortunately, there was a solid wall behind him and there was nowhere to escape.

Zhang Erleng came up and slapped Zhang Jiansong so hard that stars appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Erleng, what should I do if he doesn't tell the truth?"

"Put it on, Emma, ​​Wang Chuan, how long has it been since you washed your feet?" Song Wenjun asked, covering his nose.

"I washed my feet last time it rained."

Song Wenjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "If I had known that your feet were biological weapons, why would I have bothered to pour a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi water?"