Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 199 The hunting time has arrived

"Are you isolating me?"

"No?"

"No? No, why are you so far away from me and let me sit at the back alone!"

At this moment, Qin Feng was sitting on a small stool with his legs hugged, in a very disharmonious posture.

His position was in the last row of the van, which is the so-called trunk area.

It felt like there was an invisible wall separating him from the people in front of him.

Liu Yong turned around awkwardly and said, "Qin Feng, it's not that we're trying to avoid you. It's just that the way you killed someone just now was really too brutal. We were terrified..."

Zhao Pengfei nodded: "Yes, Captain Gao didn't dare to stay in this car in order to avoid you."

"Look at the psychological trauma you've caused these special police officers."

"Next time, if you can use guns, try to use them. Even though we're called the Steel Knife Company, we don't necessarily have to use cold weapons, right?"

Qin Feng looked innocent: "Squad leader, you have to be ruthless when dealing with the enemy on the battlefield. Didn't you teach us that?"

"Hey, hey, Lao Zhao, I told you that you taught him, and you still don't admit it! I told you, don't teach the new recruits nonsense!"

Ge Zhiyong seemed to have caught something wrong and immediately turned around and slapped Zhao Pengfei twice.

Zhao Pengfei rolled his eyes almost to the sky and didn't want to pay any attention to him at all.

The car continued to move forward, and the road in the town was obviously much easier to drive on than before.

Zhao Pengfei accidentally saw Wu Jin staring out the window in a daze, so he snapped his fingers twice.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?"

"No, I was thinking, this operation is so dangerous, should I wait until I get back and get married as soon as possible to leave a descendant for the Wu family..."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Wu Jin in shock, their faces full of disbelief.

Zhao Pengfei was stunned: "No, you, are you so fast?"

Second Platoon Leader Liu Yong also looked shocked: "We didn't even know when you started dating, and now you're so quiet, you're planning to get married and have kids?"

Wu Jin's face flushed, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "My family introduced her to me a while ago. I met her once when I went back to visit relatives. She's a kindergarten teacher, two years younger than me. We fell in love with each other right away. And then we decided to get married..."

"Holy crap!" Ge Zhiyong slapped his thigh, immediately getting excited: "You're so damn quick! You're engaged after just one meeting!"

He secretly glanced at Zhu Huihui beside him and muttered to himself.

I've been in unrequited love for several years, and finding a partner is as easy as going to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

How come it's so easy for you, kid?

"What does the girl look like? Is she pretty?"

"She has a round face, so she's the cute type, right?"

"Are there any photos so we can take a look?"

"Wait a minute..."

Seeing Wu Jin actually put his hand into his arms, the gossip fire of the group was immediately ignited.

"Oh my, he even carries a girl's photo with him. It looks like he's really in love!"

But just as Wu Jin was about to take the photo out of his arms, a hand held him down from behind.

Wu Jin turned around and found Qin Feng shaking his head at him, signaling him not to do that.

"We have a tough battle to fight later. According to the TV drama routine, once you take out this photo, it will most likely mean the filming is finished."

Hearing this, Wu Jin was stunned at first, and the hairs on his back immediately stood up.

The others also stopped talking. The previous battle was won too easily, making them a little too relaxed.

Everyone stopped smiling and their expressions became serious again.

Qin Feng sat on the small bench in the back row, looked at everyone in the car and said, "According to the map, we'll reach the lumber mill in twenty minutes at most. Once we get there, let's act according to the plan!"

"no problem!"

Everyone nodded.

Then a large barrel was opened from the side.

Grab the sticky stuff inside and quickly smear it on your body and face.

In the car driven by Gao Tianxiang at the back, there were piles of smelly corpses of militants.

......

At seven o'clock in the evening, the sawmill was dark.

Only the lights were on in the office building at the back.

The factory building is surrounded by high walls with high-voltage power grids hanging on them.

Near the wall, there are rows of dog cages.

Inside the cages were living people covered in scars and ragged clothes.

A man with gold teeth and a fleshy face walked back and forth in front of the cage, poking the cage with the electric baton in his hand from time to time.

A crackling sound of electricity was heard.

If he saw the people in the cage screaming and wailing in pain, he would laugh especially happily.

Quintiles knocked on the two cages in front and said to his men beside him, "These eight will be packed up and sent to the park as piglets tomorrow. The price I paid is too good."

"These three women are average looking, but have decent figures. Send them to the wealthy man to serve as his clients."

"Have these remaining young people ever matched their blood types?"

"It has been matched. Those buyers made reservations half a month ago."

Hearing his men's reply, Quinte hummed and knocked on the two cages in front of him with an electric baton.

"Then keep these here for the time being, provide them with good food and drink, and keep them fat and plump. Wait for the customers to come and pick up the goods later. Remember, you must keep a close watch on them this time!"

"Got it, boss."

As soon as he finished speaking, the subordinate was hit with an electric baton.

Seeing this guy falling to the ground with a scream, Quintiles was so angry that he kicked him twice.

"You know nothing, you know! If you had been less lazy, you wouldn't have let them all get away!"

"It's a good thing we caught them all. Otherwise, if the customers came to me to ask for the goods, what the hell would I give them?"

"They've already paid the deposit. Doing business requires integrity. Do you understand integrity?"

Quintiles stopped only after beating the guy until his head was bleeding.

He wiped the sweat from his head and pointed at an old man wearing glasses in the cage.

"This old guy is too old. It's a waste of food to keep him. He can't be sold. Drag him out and feed him to the crocodiles."

"Yes, it's Boss..."

The guy who had just been beaten quickly got up from the ground.

He called two of his men over, opened the cage, and pulled the old man out.

Like dragging a dead dog, it was dragged to the edge of a mud pit in the distance.

Soon, waves of heart-wrenching screams were heard.

The people trapped in the cages huddled together in fear, tears streaming down their faces.

They never dreamed that after finally escaping from this hellish place, they would be caught again.

Next, the only fate that awaits them is probably death.

Just then, a horn beeped.

Two vans drove in from outside one after the other.

The bright headlights shone from a distance, making it difficult for Quintiles to open his eyes. He subconsciously raised his hand to block the light.

"Boss, I'm back!"

Hearing the sound, Quintiles walked over cursing.

Looking at the long-haired man in the driver's seat, he raised his hand and slapped him.

"Why the hell did you come back just now? I called you on the way, why didn't you answer? Did you go out to have sex again?"

"Boss, my phone is out of battery."

The long-haired man responded guiltily, glancing down from time to time.

But Quintiles didn't read the hint.

"How's the situation? Have you dealt with those cops?"

"I've solved it. I've packed it all in the car and brought it back."

Quintey opened the door of the van and found it was filled with corpses.

Some had their heads chopped open, and others had their chests riddled with bullet holes.

Touching the blood on his hand, Quintiles laughed triumphantly: "You did a good job. Tomorrow I will take you to the Rich Man to have some fun as a reward for you..."

Suddenly, Quintiles caught sight of the body in the car and his heart skipped a beat.

He approached them puzzledly and wiped the blood off the face of one of the corpses with his sleeve.

The next second, he was directly frightened.

Grass!

Isn't this person mine?

The moment Quintiles reacted, a knife was already against his chin.

The biting cold light slightly scratched his skin. Quintiles quickly raised his hands, his heart in his throat.

"Good man, good man, let's talk it over nicely. You just want someone, I can give it to you..."

But the next second, the knife pierced his jaw.

The enormous force lifted him up.

Qin Feng covered his mouth, pulled out the knife and twisted it hard, bringing out a large piece of pink unidentified object.

Quintiles' body gradually went limp, and his eyes were filled with disbelief until his death.

Qin Feng threw the guy into the car and broke the long-haired man's neck.

Then he coldly spat out six words to the people who crawled out from under the pile of corpses.

"Hunting time has arrived!"