100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death

Yu Laiya turned his gaze to other people, avoiding his employer, and aimed at Marven Ye and fired: "Yellow monkey, why don't you go down and take a look? Maybe there is a corpse in the crossfire area that looks very similar to your friend."

Ye Wenxuan glanced at him, and put the phone into the bag unhurriedly.

Then he clasped his right hand towards the opponent's neck like lightning, leaned forward in the gap where Yulaiya raised his hand to block, and the dagger in his left hand hit his Adam's apple.

In terms of fighting skills, even ten Marven Ye could not compare to this white bodyguard.Yulaiya didn't think he would lose either, but just as he fought back violently, a tiny electric current flowed from between the opponent's fingers. Yulaiya was caught off guard, and half of his body was numb and itchy from the electric shock. As soon as the neck was cold, the blade was already pressed against the flesh.

Ye Wenxuan leaned behind him through the backrest, and said in a low voice: "Next time you talk so cheap, I don't mind washing it for you."

Yulaiya moved his fingers: "You fucking... cheating?"

Ye Wenxuan quickly scratched his neck, and Yulaiya immediately shut up, feeling liquid flowing down the wound, he took a deep breath, and said harshly: "Okay, you win."

Ye Wenxuan slowly withdrew the dagger, sat back in his seat, put his elbows on the car window and turned his head to look at the scenery.

Tim & Gemma: "..."

I thought the person sitting next to me was a frail Asian, but I didn’t expect that even the tall bodyguard could subdue it instantly. The contrast was so strong that even Kabu, who was leaning on the car door and smoking a cigarette, couldn’t help looking this way for several times. Eye.

"Tom... Tom... I didn't expect you to be so good." Tim was the first to call out, "Could this be, what is that—Hua Guo Kung Fu?"

Kabu stubbed out the cigarette and threw it on the ground: "Boy, if you speak louder, you can attract everyone on the other side."

Tim fell silent immediately.

But it was too late.

A bullet passed through the front window of the Jeep, grazed the temple of the French boy sitting in the middle, flew out, and with a "pop", opened a hole in the rear window.

Tim: "???"

Before he could react, everyone else in the car had already taken action.

Kabu slammed the car door and rushed in. He quickly started the engine and started to reverse the car. Uriah raised the window while drawing his gun, and scolded, "Kabu, why doesn't your car have bulletproof glass!"

Cab: "No money."

Someone in the distance shot a barrage of bullets here, Yu Laiya cursed and lowered his head, looking for an opportunity to fight back: "Who is the person on the other side? There are even snipers, retreat quickly!"

Ye Wenxuan: "At least three people came from the direction of two o'clock, and I saw people."

Yu Laiya: "Don't worry about those people, they have snipers! Get down!"

The bullet burst out of the gun barrel, and almost instantly, it broke through the window from a hundred meters away and flew right in front of Marven Ye!

Ye Wenxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he flicked his index finger indistinctly. The bullet seemed to be hit by something, its trajectory was forcibly deflected, and the bullet was nailed into the seat of the car with a bang.

The whole process takes less than three seconds.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Ye Wenxuan's back. He retracted again and held the dagger in his palm, only feeling that his heart was still beating uncontrollably and rapidly in his chest.

When he regained his strength, he looked at the two journalists and the doctor who were traveling with him next to him.

Tim and Gemma's faces were full of horror, and they both grabbed the armrests and hid behind the backrest without making a sound.

Marven Ye guessed that the two of them might have been too scared to yell.

The jeep quickly turned half a circle in place, and then quickly retreated in the direction it came from.

Before driving for tens of meters, the car suddenly tilted to the left, Kabu slammed the steering wheel, and he stepped on the brake. The people in the back row were caught off guard and almost hit their heads on the roof of the car.

"What...what's going on..." Tim held his head and asked in a low voice.

Kaboo pulled out a long gun and some clothes from under the car seat: "The tire is blown."

"If you come face to face with them, surrender immediately." He distributed the clothes to everyone: "If the government army is okay, the rebel army... They generally don't kill foreigners. If someone points a gun at you, just call the reporter casually." Doctors are fine, they treat such people preferentially."

Ye Wenxuan looked at the clothes in his hands. It was written in big English, and the word translated as "reporter".

Uriah also got out of the car. He dragged the luggage out of the trunk, and under the cover of the jeep, squatted on the ground and quickly took out a few grenades and heavy machine guns from the trunk.

Marven Ye turned his head back and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Jima, how did your bodyguards check in so many weapons on the plane?"

Jima hadn't recovered yet, and said in a daze, "He...he didn't bring any luggage, he just came back from outside with a suitcase yesterday..."

Before she finished speaking, a new round of fighting had already started outside.

Yulaiya put the machine gun on the back of the jeep, and then slapped the car door hard: "Get down and cover your ears."

Gemma: "Uriah..."

Kabu held up the binoculars: "I found the sniper, 300 meters away, at nine o'clock, behind the bush."

Yulaiya: "Ha, 300 meters, not too far."

He turned the muzzle of the gun around, pulled the trigger with his fingers, and the shells roared and sprayed out like tongues of fire. The loud sound and the smell of gunfire entered the car, and the young man in the backseat couldn't help covering his ears and lowered his head. The body lay prone in the car and did not dare to move.

There were a few screams not far away, and Yulaiya laughed loudly: "They are all little bastards, where is your captain? Tell him to come and fight me!"

He shot while talking, as if the wildness in his bones had been stimulated by the ammunition. After finishing the long string of bullet chains, Yulaiya finally stopped, bit a grenade and threw it somewhere behind him, and two bombs exploded in an instant. Militants.

Kabuping raised his rifle, shot one by one, and wiped out all the enemies that Uriah missed.

In just 10 minutes, the battle ended quickly.

"It's strange...it's too weak, not like a trained soldier." Taking advantage of the gap between changing bullets, Kabu sat on the side of the jeep wheel and said, "I look at them like civilians who have just learned how to use a gun. "

Yulaiya: "Snipers are interesting."

Putting the heavy machine gun back, Yulaiya walked up to Kabu with a submachine gun, opened the car door and sat in: "The fighting is fierce in front, and there is such a loud noise here, and the people on both sides of the exchange of fire didn't call out a few more people." Come check it out."

He put the submachine gun by his lap, picked up the binoculars and looked into the distance: "I don't know who the two sides are at war with. I don't think they look like government forces or anti-government forces."

Kabu also sat up: "It may be a small-scale tribal conflict. Let's go back the same way, first find a safer place for the last three, and see if we can go on our way tomorrow."

Uriah looked at the back row.

Gemma is from the International Red Cross Society, so she is quite familiar with this situation, so she is quite calm.Tim was in a bit of a state of distress. He burst into tears, trembling with his backpack in his arms, and hid under the seat all the time.

But the Asian young man sitting on the right was somewhat beyond his expectation.

The young man held a dagger in his hand, and his eyes wandered back and forth in the jungle outside the window. When he saw him coming in, he just glanced lightly.

Uriah was racist, but this Asian aroused his curiosity a little.

"Boy, what did you do before you came here?" He took off a grenade and handed it back.

"Photographer, I used to be a designer earlier." Ye Wenxuan separated his hands: "I don't know how to use this thing, you can keep it."

Cab: "Not quite right."

Uriah took back the grenade boredly: "Huh?"

"The battle zone is quiet." Kabu frowned, turned the car around and drove carefully: "It's too quiet."

Yulaiya sat up straight: "There is a fraud."

Tim shivered and asked, "Can we... hurry up? I'm afraid..."

Cab: "The tire on the left side of the jeep is blown. I can't drive fast. I have to find a place to stop and change the tire."

Before he finished speaking, Kabu suddenly stopped the car on the spot, his lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes were fixed on the front without blinking.

"Oh, ladies and gentlemen," he said dryly, "I'm afraid we won't be able to go."

Ten meters ahead, an armored tank slowly split through the grass, revealing its ferocious muzzle.

Uriah stretched out both hands, signaling to the other party that he had no weapons in his hands.

He stared at the grass in front of him like a falcon, and not long after, a group of armed men with live ammunition gradually gathered beside the tank.

They were wearing bulletproof vests, submachine guns in their hands, and goggles on their heads. Although there were a large number of them, they could hardly hear any movement as they advanced.

Unlike the blacks who attacked them before, these people were uniformly dressed, and each had a red cloth wrapped around their arms.

The red cloth is an important symbol used to distinguish government troops from rebels.

"It's really bad luck." Yulaiya took a deep breath: "It's the elite of the rebel army, and the soldiers are not easy to deal with."

Kabu whispered: "We can't go away."

The soldier on the opposite side yelled this way, Kabu got out of the car, walked to the front of the car with his hands raised, and started talking with the other party.

They spoke the local dialect, and the people in the car couldn't understand. Geema hid herself behind the front seat and asked in a low voice, "Uriah, what will happen to us?"

Yulaiya's eyes were fixed on the front, and his lips moved slightly: "Generally speaking, they don't kill doctors and foreigners."

They watched a few people come out from the opposite side, grabbed Kabu and pushed him to the ground, and began to search inside and out, Tim couldn't help sobbing: "I don't want to die...I want to go home...I shouldn't come here……"

Marven Ye looked down at the dagger he was holding all the time, and then stuffed it into the crack of the Jeep's rear seat.

The group didn't kill Kaboo.

When the one-eyed guide came back, he only said "don't resist" in a hurry, and was pushed aside by several rebels who followed. Some of these people drove the people out of the car, and some started to turn over the luggage on the car .

Gemma screamed and a black person slapped her on the ass and the girl yelled, "Go away!"

The people around laughed, and Gemma's bodyguard stood in front of her: "Okay gentlemen, I know the rules, but she is a doctor and deserves the treatment she deserves."

Hearing that Gemma is a doctor, the group of people looked at each other, and the first black man said: "We can't touch the doctor, Garcia, take her to the boss."

"Moses, have you forgotten that the boss is going to the battlefield in the east?" The partner next to him patted him on the shoulder: "We all have to listen to Jerry now, take her to let Jerry see."

Moses snorted and waved his hands: "Oh, well, that new Asian man knows Huaguo Kung Fu, how could I forget it."

"Garcia, take this doctor...forget it, take all these people there, and let Jerry see for himself."

Asian, new here, name is Jerry.

Marven Ye's breathing became disordered for a moment.

The black man in charge of the body search gave him a push: "Hands up, don't look around."

Ye Wenxuan looked back at him: "I can give you other things, um... can I keep the pen?"

"It was given to me by my mother. If everything else is lost, at least this... makes me look at it and think about my mother."

The rebel looked at him, then at the pen, opened it and found that it was not worth much, so he took his backpack away and threw the pen back.

"We give preferential treatment to foreign captives."

Ye Wenxuan took the pen, hesitated to speak: "Well...do you have any Asian members here?"

"You have too many questions." The man pushed him to the side of Tim and Gemma, and said harshly: "Follow me closely, whoever walks slowly, I will tie him behind the armored vehicle, Let him be dragged by tanks."

Tim sobbed loudly.

Yulaiya said irritably: "Oh, baby, can you shut up?"

Geema: "Uriah...don't talk..."

A few minutes later, they retraced the place they had just passed, deep into the engagement zone.

It was a small village, which seemed to have been bombarded into ruins a long time ago. Ye Wenxuan looked around from the corner of his eyes, but he didn't see any civilians along the way, but there were many dead people lying on the ground.

He hadn't seen this kind of situation in more than twenty years, let alone so many dead people with severed limbs and brains, their faces turned pale within a short distance, and their stomachs turned violently.

After they stood still in one of the spacious bunkers, Marven Ye was still in a daze, not knowing what he was here for.

Until he heard a deep and hoarse voice asking: "Moses, who are you arresting?"

The author has something to say: to Ye Xiaoshou, is the fountain pen the same as the penny is to the electromagnetic gun lady (～￣▽￣)～

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#### So let's talk pen ####

Ye Wenxuan [Affectionate]: "This pen was given to me by my mother. It is very important to me. When I see it, I think of my mother."

Rebel: "Oh, this is so touching, it's worthless anyway, you keep it."

Mama Ye: "???"

pen:"???"