HCB Chapter 201 Socks Comparable To Biochemical Weapons!
Chapter 201 Socks Comparable To Biochemical Weapons!
"Don't worry!"
Su Mo watched this little foreign girl with her toes stretched out, and hurriedly stopped the fat man. If this artificial respiration continues, can my photographer still ask for it?
How many times do you have to brush your teeth to recover?
"Ah? Brother...she won't die soon, right?"
Fatty frowned and looked at the little foreign girl lying on the ground, and asked weakly.
"I didn't do it on purpose. Everyone is dead. Will their family be willing to pay?"
"People are fine, don't worry about it for now."
Su Mo glared at the fat man angrily, and his eyes stopped on a pair of straight socks beside him.
Just a glance.
The smell in the air seemed to be a little stronger.
It's scary.
but.
It only took a few tens of seconds to tell the fat man to shut up the foreign girl before she fainted.
It can be seen from this that the smell of Ah Fatty's socks is even as powerful as a biochemical weapon.
if it is like this.
suddenly.
A risky idea flashed through Su Mo's mind.
Pulling the fat man, he gave some instructions in a low voice.
The other party pursed his lips, nodded understandingly, patted his chest and said
"Brother, don't worry, just plug your nostrils."
Gradually.
Everyone returned to their respective positions and hid the other end of the iron chain behind them. Except for the little girl who was still lying on the ground motionless, the rest sat obediently next to the wall.
From time to time, he looked up at the locked door.
It seems to be waiting for something.
Inside an abandoned factory.
In a corner room, under a dim light bulb.
Several robbers sat cross-legged on the ground, reaching out to grab the sticky food in the iron plate in front of them.
One of the middle-aged men with a fleshy face wiped his hands on his body and looked up at a subordinate next to him.
"Lam, go and bring out the man who was kidnapped just now. A meal can cost so much money. This guy must be very rich. Tell him to come out and make a phone call."
The young man named Ram nodded with a grin.
Climb up with one hand on the ground.
"What about the other two?"
"Don't worry about those two for now, let's solve this one first."
finished asking.
Ram picked up a pistol from the table, pinned it behind his back, turned and walked towards the room where the hostages were held.
The rest of the people worked in silence.
He lowered his head and didn't know what to think.
The middle-aged man with a full face is called Singer, a name that is so common in San Ge Country, if ten people are randomly pulled out on the street, it is likely that more than half of them will have this name.
but.
Although Singer's name is very common, his experience is not common at all.
From a very young age, he embarked on the path of crime.
At the beginning, I led a group of people to steal the wallets of foreign tourists in the market. As I became more and more dissatisfied, it developed into burglary.
But after a period of time, I found that many people's money, especially those foreigners, is stored in the mobile phone. Even if the mobile phone is robbed, the money cannot be taken out.
Until one time.
Burglary into a villa.
Before he could do anything, the other party immediately begged for mercy, calling out the word "kidnapping".
for a moment.
Let Singer's mind flash.
A decision was made immediately to kidnap the middle-aged man.
He got a large amount of wealth for the first time. In the past, if he wanted to steal so much money, he might not be able to steal it for a year or even two years.
But one kidnapping asked for so much money.
Moreover, because the other party was a tourist, there was no trouble at all afterwards.
After this time, Singer immediately changed his nature, recruited personnel, bought weapons, and looked for targets.
in a short period of time.
Already the largest kidnapping gang near the border.
"Why haven't the people brought here yet? Let me go and have a look alone. I'll say it again. We are a professional kidnapping team, and the hostages are our money, especially women. Change your minds, no matter how beautiful the woman is. , No one can move, if you want to play with women, after finishing the recent work, I will personally take you out to play with those clean and beautiful women."
"Whoever dares to break the rules."
"Don't follow me, Singer."
Glancing at a few of his subordinates, Singer spoke in a bad tone.
He knew what was wrong with these local men.
but.
There are rules for each line. If you spoil the woman among the hostages, you will get into endless troubles, and it will also be bad for your reputation.
by that time.
Will other people's family members give money easily?
Moreover.
With a lot of money, what kind of woman can't be found?
soon.
A strong man stood up, frowning and walked towards the room where the hostages were held.
open the door.
boom……
An indescribable smell rushed straight to his forehead, and the food he ate just now almost gushed out of his throat.
The strong man took a few steps back.
Taking a big breath of fresh air, feeling that he has recovered a lot, he walked into the room bravely.
Squinting and scanning around.
He found that Ram who had just entered was lying beside the little white girl.
"Damn it!"
The strong man gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, and walked over with a livid face.
He kicked Ram hard.
"Do you want to die? What Singer said, you must not take a woman as a hostage, you think women are crazy, don't pretend to be dead, get up for me quickly..."
"He didn't pretend to be dead!"
suddenly.
A voice came from behind.
Immediately afterwards, from a dark corner on the side, an extremely fast fat man jumped out.
He came up without saying a word, with one arm wrapped around the neck of the strong man.
Then.
Before the strong man wanted to shout out.
The hostages locked on the ground rushed over in unison, holding various socks in their hands.
There are white ones, black ones, patterned ones... There are even short black silk ones...
"Well……"
The strong man stared at his eyes in horror, watching a group of people frantically stuffing socks into his mouth.
Less than three seconds.
The whole person fell to the ground powerlessly, and passed out completely.
"hiss……"
Su Mo covered his mouth and nose, took a breath, and hurriedly ordered in a low voice:
"Hurry up and deal with it. It is estimated that another person will come in a while, and if we deal with another person, we will rush out..."
"Put on your socks quickly."
"Fuck, your taste is too strong..."
Rao is Su Mo, this meeting smells the smell in the air, I can't bear it anymore, the tears flow uncontrollably.
Not only choked the nose, but also scorched the eyes.
Everyone hurriedly took back their socks.
"Fake, where are my socks? Who took my sock weapon, there is a hole in the heel, who took it, return it to me quickly!"
"Hurry up, fat brother, help me pinch this guy's mouth, bite the sock for me, break it off... quickly break it off, someone will come in in a while..."
"Who is so inhuman? Rip off the black stockings for me... What shall I use later? What shall I use?"
"..."
Watching a group of people arguing in low voices.
Su Mo sighed weakly, picked up the pistol on the ground, and glanced out.
See not far from the door.
There are a few dark shadows walking over.
"Everyone, everyone, here we come!"
Busy roared in a low voice, and quickly hid behind the door.