"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

"Boy, do you have any brains?" Zhi Hongjun climbed on the tree and taunted mercilessly, "You dare to chase after me in the middle of the night, isn't your head used to show off your height?"

"You...you fucking dare to show up." Zeng Yingyu aimed his gun at the source of the sound, desperately opened his eyes wide to try to see clearly, and after a few thumps, the bullet flew past Zhihongjun's ear and shattered a piece of it. Twig, he roared unwillingly, "You traitor!"

"Traitor?" Knowing the Red Army seemed to have heard something funny, "What do you expect from me when you arrest my son? Be sensible, put down your gun and surrender."

Zeng Yingyu seemed to realize something, looked around for a moment, his face suddenly changed: "Are you a fucking undercover agent?"

"Fart, I never do such things as undercover!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Zhile, but everyone looked sideways at Zhihongjun.Even in the dark night, when he couldn't see other people's expressions, he could still feel a little or two. He couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, cleared his throat, and said, "Anyway, you can't escape now, so you might as well surrender. You can do it anyway." Just live a little longer. If you are lucky and someone takes the risk of robbing your prison, don’t you have another chance to escape?”

These words attracted everyone's attention even more, even Zeng Yingyu's injured brother stopped crying and stared blankly at the direction of the source of the sound.

However, what he said made sense. Zeng Yingyu sold enough drugs to be shot for 10 minutes. Unless he could be rescued, it would be a death sentence if he was caught.Therefore, in China, drug dealers are generally desperate, knowing that capital crimes are inevitable, and they act recklessly.For this kind of people, the anti-narcotics usually have no mercy.

"Stop talking nonsense, come out!"

"You think I'm using my head as a decoration?" Zhi Hongjun said disdainfully, "If you want to surrender, hurry up!"

"I'll fuck your uncle!" Zeng Yingyu roared and pulled the trigger. However, to his despair, there was no gunfire, only the slight sound of the firing pin.

"Okay, you're out of bullets, I counted them." Zhi Hongjun said unhurriedly, "Be nice and surrender quickly, if you don't want to surrender, die quickly, don't be silly!"

"what--!"

Zeng Yingyu smashed the gun, turned around and ran back and forth.Originally he had planned well, fifteen out of six, no matter how powerful the Red Army was, it would be impossible to win, right?He didn't expect that not only the number of opponents was more, but also his skills were even more extraordinary, and his people disappeared inexplicably.

Zeng Yingyu just ran a few steps when he felt a pain in his leg. He rushed forward and rolled on the ground crying with his legs hugged.For a moment, he and his younger brother shouted one after another, like a chorus spread throughout the forest, until the defeated city came out, each of them gagged their mouths with a stinky sock.

"This battle is really boring." Zhuang Yuanlong muttered, "It's just helping the trash."

"They're just low-level retail investors." Zhi Hongjun interrupted as he climbed down, "Those big drug lords in the Golden Triangle can arm an established army, and they are standing professional troops."

Qianlong's tasks are generally not in the southwest, and Zhuang Yuanlong naturally has no experience in this area, so he asked curiously: "Is it that powerful? Have you seen it?"

"No." Zhi Hongjun answered simply, "I've heard of it."

"I heard that there is a use for it!" Zhuang Yuanlong said angrily, "I have read novels!"

Knowing that the Red Army didn't reply, after a long while, he said quietly: "It's meaningless to say this, let's see if I can reverse the case first."

When this was mentioned, everyone's expressions became heavy.

The journey home after dawn went much smoother, and Zeng Yingyu seemed to be a smart man.At dawn, after seeing the people around him clearly, he immediately noticed it keenly: "Are you soldiers?"

The troublemaker laughed coquettishly: "I just noticed that?"

"Special Forces?"

The troublemaker smiled even more proudly: "It's just..."

"It's your mother!" Xiaobailian scolded angrily. His current "style" is getting more and more unrestrained. Although he can't change the problem of "Golden Doudou" when he gets anxious, he will try his best to make up for it in normal times. Nonsense! Go away!"

Zeng Yingyu muttered a few words unwillingly, gave up struggling, and stopped talking. Although he still hoped that someone would come to rescue him, but he was very honest, and he resigned himself to his fate when he crossed the border. face.The journey along the way was very smooth. After arriving in China, the team members relaxed, and there was more chatter and laughter in the team. Only Zhile remained stern and said nothing.

Baicheng knew what Zhile was worried about, but he couldn't say words of comfort, he didn't even know what to do.Knowing that the matter of the Red Army has been going on for a long time, and secondly, it is very troublesome. Even if the witness of the year is found, that "good friend" does not know where he is now. It will be really annoying if the pressure is applied again extreme thing.If Zhihongjun is convicted again, counted and punished, it may really be the death penalty.

After much deliberation, Bai Cheng's eyes fell on the little boy and the troublemaker.He broke his leg running outside, and he couldn't say a word to the two fathers.It's just that he doesn't know how to ask for help, especially these two little guys, not to mention that the other party has a reason not to help.

When the team returned to Menglong Town, there were already armed police waiting for them.After being handed over, Zeng Yingyu seemed unwilling, turned around and said to Zhi Hongjun: "You are walking on the road, be careful."

"I am careful!" Zhi Hongjun scolded, but thought in his heart, I have already gone to prison, so be careful!

"You are not afraid, nor is your son?" Zeng Yingyu sneered, "It is also possible to spread news in the prison, and your characteristics are really easy to recognize."

Knowing that the Red Army's face immediately changed, he began to regret that he didn't kill this guy with a single shot in the woods.His idea is very simple, if he can't overturn the case, at least he can get a reduced sentence with the credit of arresting this guy, right?People are practical, especially if he believes that there is only one way in the future, so he naturally has to plan well.When Zeng Yingyu threatened Zhile, he felt that something was wrong, but it was too late to regret it now, everyone had already handed over.

Just as Zhihongjun was thinking about something messy, the armed police came over again, and they were about to handcuff Zhihongjun's hands.

Zhile pushed the armed policeman forcefully, and said defensively, "What are you doing?"

The armed policeman was a little surprised and staggered when he was pushed, and said, "Isn't he also a criminal?"

"No!" Zhile said firmly.

"Why not?" The armed policeman sized up the Red Army, "There were ten people when you went, and thirteen people came back."

"Could it be that the people who came with us were all criminals!" Zhuang Yuanlong said angrily, "He is, uh..."

"Common people." Sun Zhi said.

The armed policeman looked skeptical and asked persistently, "Id number?"

Zhile's expression was like a dark cloud, and just about to speak, Zhihongjun bumped into him, and fluently reported a series of numbers.The armed policeman was stunned for a while, and said while checking, "Is it still a generation ID card? Huh?" When he raised his head again, his expression became more serious, "I said brothers, he is a fugitive!"

Everyone was silent, Baicheng saw Zhile looking at him frequently, hesitated for a while, although he didn't have any expectations, he still asked: "He is a soldier, we should take him away."

"He's not an active soldier, is he?" The armed policeman rolled his eyes, "Even if he is an active soldier, we arrest local crimes first and then hand them over to the army."

This is indeed a rule, and the defeated city has nothing to say.

Seeing that Zhile still wanted to talk, Zhihong Jun spoke first: "Yes, I'll go with you." He kicked the boy again, "Shut up, this is the rule!"

Zhile just watched helplessly as Zhihongjun was taken into the police car and locked up with the surprised Zeng Yingyu.He stood where he was, watching the police car roaring away, but he could do nothing.He didn't turn his head when he heard the sound of breathing behind him, and even shook off the hand that was about to pull him, and said angrily, "Don't touch me!"