Soldiers?
Qin Zhen tore apart Hunter Flying Wolf's upper body clothes with brute force. After discovering the bullet wounds, he immediately confirmed that the two of them were not gang members.
Gang members could still be bombarded by cannonballs? Only soldiers could explain it.
"Boss, I felt something was wrong just now. The MP18 submachine gun, Browning automatic rifle, Madsen machine gun are all high-end goods. Even our Northern Battlefront Army only has a few of them.”
" Moreover, they have this on them…"
Qin Zhen took out a grenade with a wooden handle from the hunter's waist. Zhang Xuejun squinted his eyes.
The grenade was a cylindrical metal body punched out of thin steel plate. In order to use strength when throwing, it was equipped with a very long wooden handle. The fire rope of the ignition part passed through the wooden handle, leaving a small section at the end of the wooden handle and tied to a small porcelain ball. Usually, it was covered by a metal safety cover.
When throwing this grenade, the soldier unscrewed the safety cover at the end of the wooden handle, pulled the fire rope with the porcelain ball, and then threw the grenade. After a delay of about 5 seconds, the grenade would explode.
The M17 grenade was just a replica.
Zhang Xuejun was very familiar with this type of grenade because it was the standard equipment of the Northern Battlefront Army, the Type 19 Grenade, which was an imitation of the German M17.
Since they were manufactured using machinery and equipment from Europe, the appearance was almost identical. The only difference was that the explosives could not afford the western-controlled TNT. They used the 91-type explosive explosives that they bought at a high price from Xiao Ri, causing the explosive power to be reduced by half.
"Type 19 grenade? Are you from the Northern Battlefront Army?"
Hunter Flying Wolf lowered his head and did not say anything. He was flustered.
Oh no, how could he have forgotten to change the grenade? The Northern Battlefront Army was the only one in the country who could make an imitation of the M19 grenade.
"Not speaking?"
Zhang Xuejun signaled Qin Zhen to be more ruthless.
Qin Zhen immediately understood. He pulled out the dagger tied to his calf and said coldly,"You still have one more chance!"
The Flying Wolf Hunters remained silent. They would rather die than reveal their identities.
The person who sent them to the south knew that the odds were against them, so he gave them a large sum of money to settle their families down.
If he betrayed that person, his family would lose their lives.
" Kill us!" The hunter looked up expressionlessly." Kill us!"”
"You motherf * cker…"
Just as Qin Zhen was about to make a move, Zhang Xuejun suddenly shouted.
"Stop, don't let them die. I want to see who you belong to.”
"Boss, these two dogs are obviously not afraid of death. We can't get anything out of them!”
Qin Zhen had a bitter expression on his face. He didn't understand why Zhang Xuejun wanted them to stay.
"You idiot, I told you to read more books, but you want to herd pigs. It's fine even if they don't talk. The MP18 submachine gun, Browning automatic rifle, Madsen machine gun, are all very common in the Northern Battlefront Army.”
"F * ck, that's right. Boss is still the wisest!”
Qin Zhen reacted and immediately prostrated himself in admiration.
As long as they started from the weapons, they would be able to find it.
Hearing this, the Hunter Flying Wolf's heart turned ashen. They had never expected that the flawless assassination would be exposed because they forgot to replace the grenade.
Now, he could only leave it to fate. Hopefully, that person did not use the weapons of the army.
"Qin Zhen, bring these two fellows and find a place to squat. The Dragon Fang Special Forces will arrive tomorrow. After we finish off the Axe Gang, we'll immediately return to the northeast.”
"Boss, it's safe…"
"Come on, why didn't you jump out to protect me just now?”
“……”
Qin Zhen didn't say anything. He grabbed the Hunter Flying Wolf Belt, held one in each hand, and turned to leave.
Zhang Xuejun stood still and sighed as he looked at Miya who was sleeping soundly in his arms.
Damn it, how am I going to explain this to Pierre!
……
An hour later, Zhang Xuejun carried Miya back to the hotel.
As expected, Pierre was sitting on the sofa in the hotel lobby and drinking tea. Beside him was a middle-aged man in a police uniform.
Judging from the epaulets, he should be a sergeant.
Seeing Zhang Xuejun walk in with Mia in his arms, the two policemen standing guard at the door immediately raised their guns.
"Put it down!"
Pierre got up and turned his head to smile." I told you it was okay. You can go back now."”
Raymond stood up and sized up Zhang Xuejun with a strange look in his eyes. He then left.
Humph!
Pierre snorted and turned around to walk towards the elevator with his two bodyguards. Zhang Xuejun quickly followed.
In the elevator, Pierre didn't say a word either. He just looked at Miya with heartache. When he found that there was still stinky mud in his hair and ears, he wanted to curse but was afraid of waking his precious daughter.
Zhang Xuejun, who knew that he was in the wrong, was embarrassed and his face turned red.
There was nothing he could do. Even if he was extremely thick-skinned, he could not pester him.
He brought his daughter out for a walk and almost caused Miya to be shot to death. Anyone would be angry.
The two bodyguards were also puzzled. What kind of background did this young man have? He had almost killed the young miss, but he still did not flare up.
Soon, in the awkward atmosphere, the elevator reached the top floor.
After exiting the elevator, the bodyguard opened the door and Zhang Xuejun followed Pierre into a luxurious suite with three bedrooms and two living rooms.
Kacha ~
The moment he closed the door, Pierre flew into a rage.
"Bastard! You…You…"
Pierre wanted to scold Zhang Xuejun, but he couldn't bring himself to do so.
According to Raymond's analysis, Zhang Xuejun and Miya were ambushed while shopping. Fortunately, they reacted in time and escaped.
It was also Pierre's idea that Redmond was not sent to the rescue.
He knew how good Zhang Xuejun's Kung Fu was, so he was sure that they would be safe.
He had returned safely.
"Uncle, I'm innocent too. Who would have thought that someone would come to assassinate me!”
Zhang Xuejun hurriedly explained. He wanted to put down Mia, but he found that she was still tightly strangling his neck.
What should he do?
Left with no choice, Zhang Xuejun could only ask for help with his eyes.
What could Pierre do?
"Miya's too scared. Hold her first! When you wake up, get lost again."
“……”
Alright, I'll listen to you!
The two of them sat on the sofa. Miya was still in Zhang Xuejun's arms, snoring softly.
Pierre lit a cigarette and said softly,""Do you know who attacked you? Raymond said that the attackers were soldiers, and their weapons and equipment were all standard Western equipment.”
"I know. Someone in the Northern Battlefront Army wants to kill me!”
Zhang Xuejun didn't hide anything and told the truth.
Pierre's face changed and he asked in surprise.
"Who did you offend? If you don't want to be a warlord, why don't you leave the northeast and follow me to Yingjiang? I can guarantee that your future is limitless! I'll even give you shares of the Dupont Company.”
"Thank you, Uncle. I, Zhang Xuejun, am a gardener. I love this land that gave birth to me and raised me!”
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