Dad kidnapped me to join the army, and the whole army asked me to be their instructor.

"Almighty Lord, please keep me safe and let me enjoy my old age."

Songyang Bo made a sign of the cross in front of him with a pious face.

Then, he knelt three times and kowtowed to the ground: "The Jade Emperor appears and protects your people. When I get out safely, I will spend a lot of money to serve you so that you can continue to enjoy the fragrance every day."

Immediately afterwards, he knelt down to the west and said sincerely: "Tathagata Buddha, please forgive me for not worshiping you often before, but Buddha, you have to believe me, my heart is sincere."

"In my mind, you have always been very important. As long as I can live the rest of my life safely, I will reshape your golden body and build a big temple for you just like I did with the Jade Emperor."

He was just about to stand up when he suddenly knelt down again: "Sanqing above, I heard that you are living a very poor life. The Taoist priests have no food to eat. There are also Taoist priests who came back from traveling down the mountain. The Taoist temples have been lost and they have no home." Return."

"After you bless me to go out, I will build Taoist temples in various places for you, so that your Taoist incense can be multiplied."

Songpa was lying on the bed, squinting one eye, watching his father keep playing with it, and said with a slight mockery: "Dad, aren't you usually an atheist? Why do you worship so many gods and Buddhas now?"

"If no one has to die, then who is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you must be pious, so that we can be saved."

Uncle Songyang clasped his hands together and closed his eyes: "The gods and Buddhas in the sky, please don't blame the child. He means what he says but doesn't mean it. He is as pious as me and hopes to protect us."

Songpa laughed: "If you worship them, you might as well worship me more. I gave you everything. Without me, you would still be a little drug lord."

"Shut up!" Uncle Songyang glared at him angrily: "If it weren't for you, would I be here now? What's wrong with being a little drug lord?"

"At least I can live happily now, instead of waiting to die here!"

Then, Sompa sneered and said: "Waiting to die? Unless I want to die, no one can kill me."

"Don't worry, we will go out openly sooner or later."

Uncle Songyang stood up suddenly and looked at him angrily: "I'm tired of hearing this sentence. I don't know how many days have passed since I was imprisoned. We are still imprisoned here, like dogs, waiting. To be killed!"

"You said someone would come to save us. Where is he? Why can't I see him until now?"

"Besides, you have to know that this is Yan Country, Yan Country, Yan Country!"

"What do we do? We are from drug trafficking, and we are transporting them here. The most dangerous thing in the world is drug trafficking in Yan Country!"

"We are dead, no one can save us!"

Songpa looked at him sarcastically: "So, you can only be a little drug lord, and you will never be successful in this life!"

"I really don't understand how a mediocre person like you could give birth to a son like me? Maybe my mother's genes are too good..."

"Shut up!" Songyang Bo was furious: "If you give me another chance, I will never listen to you. I will just live a happy life as a little drug lord!"

Songpa smiled and shook his head: "You didn't say this when you were the president of the association and looked down on the world. Now you regret it? It's too late!"

Uncle Songyang was so angry that he wanted to go over and strangle him to death.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be in this situation.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"5002,5003!"

Uncle Songyang was startled when he heard his number. He quickly went to the corner and squatted down with his head in his hands. He saw that he had practiced hard.

Songpa slowly opened his eyes, a smile appeared on his lips, and he slowly walked to the corner and squatted down.

Two guards came in with shackles, and two guards with guns stood to the side.

After putting heavy handcuffs and shackles on them both, one of them said: "Get up and follow me!"

Uncle Songyang was so frightened that he lost his mind and shouted: "Yes, are you going to shoot us?"

"Why don't you even give me a meal when you are decapitated?"

"No, I, I don't want to starve to death, I don't want to die..."

"Shut up!" The guard behind him glared at him: "Quickly leave!"

Uncle Songyang felt weak all over at the thought of death.

He once thought that he was so tough that he would have a scar as big as a bowl if he fell off his head.

But when death really came, he was shaking like chaff.

"Coward!" The two guards directly pulled him up from the ground.

Songpa smiled faintly, stood up, and followed slowly.

The corridor was filled with his father's pitiful howling, and his face was filled with tears and snot.

Songpa followed behind and shook his head helplessly. He really couldn't understand how he could have such a father because he was so thoughtful and witty as a demon.

What a shame.

Soon, the two were taken to an office.

A police officer looked at them coldly with his hands behind his back.

"The report was brought."

The officer nodded and motioned for them to get out.

The door was closed, and Uncle Songyang squatted on the ground, trembling all over.

But Songpa held his head high and looked at the police officer in front of him coldly, as if he didn't care at all.

The police officer glanced at the two of them, then looked at Sompa: "It's been planned for a long time, right?"

A victorious smile appeared on Songpa's lips: "It seems that my people succeeded."

Uncle Songyang suddenly stopped shaking and crying, and looked at his son in surprise.

The police officer snorted coldly: "Don't be too proud. After so many things, you should know how powerful the Yan Kingdom is!"

"No matter what you do, as long as it harms the interests of Yan Country and violates our laws, I will not let you go anywhere in the world!"

Songpa laughed: "I know, I know how powerful you are."

"You are really capable of forcing me to be like this. I underestimated you before, but from now on, as long as you let me go, I will never be found again anywhere in the world."

Uncle Songyang's eyes widened in shock, and he looked at the police officer expectantly.

The police officer quickly walked up to him and stared at him eagerly.

Then he punched her in the stomach. Songpa immediately bent over in pain and his whole face was distorted.

"Don't be arrogant!"

Songpa burst into tears from the pain and kept coughing, but he still raised his head and showed a proud smile: "Sir, you'd better not waste your time."

"It's okay to beat me, it's okay to kill me, but your people are in danger. My men are all a bunch of desperadoes, and they don't have as good a temper as I do."

"Let me go as soon as possible so that your people can come back, otherwise..."

Uncle Songyang's face was filled with ecstasy. If he hadn't been shackled, he would have danced excitedly.

This son was indeed born in vain.

The police officer looked at him hard, then grabbed his collar and lifted him up: "Asshole, I'm warning you, let you go, you must get our people back as soon as possible!"

"If we don't see our people, I will execute you on the spot!"

Songpa chuckled: "Don't worry. In my eyes, the lives of many of you are not as valuable as mine. For the sake of my life, I will definitely let them come back safely."

"They all have homes and families. Don't let their families worry and wait any longer."

"hurry up."

The police officer suppressed his anger and said, "Here comes someone!"

The door opened and several guards came in.

"Take them away."

"Yes."

The guards dragged the two people up directly.

Uncle Songyang no longer resisted, and excitedly cooperated with them to go out.

"Son, you are amazing. You are right. I should worship you more. Even the gods and Buddhas in the sky are not as good as you!"

"Shut up!" Songpa glared at him: "Let's go out first. It's not safe yet."

Uncle Songyang laughed: "It's already like this, why do you still need to think about it? We must be safe, hahahaha!"

The police officer stuck his head out and glanced at the corridor. After the people left, he immediately locked the door and made a phone call.

In the Southwest Temporary Command, Wukang's phone rang: "Hey...Okay, okay, I got it, good job, everything is going according to plan!"

After hanging up the phone, he smiled and said to Xu Qianshan and Lin Guangyao: "Everything is going according to Lin Hui's plan. We are just waiting for his detailed notification."

Xu Qianshan frowned: "Is it really reliable to just put people back like this? That's their territory."

Lin Guangyao said in a deep voice: "This plan is indeed too risky. It was difficult to catch them, and the songpa obviously still has great value. Now put it back..."

Wukang waved his hand and said with a smile: "I can trust him. He is your soldier. Don't you still trust him?"

"I have read all the information on Lin Hui, and he is very impressive in terms of tasks, tactics, and thinking."

"I believe this plan will be successful!"

Xu Qianshan and Lin Guangyao looked at each other and nodded.

At this time they must completely trust Lin Hui.