roccoschili Chapter 321 The battle on the river bank
Chapter 321 The battle on the river bank
Chen Feng saw the old man swimming further and further away. He finally turned around and rushed ashore quickly, picking up his Colt pistol first.
When I removed the magazine, I saw it was empty.
He unloaded the veteran Desert Eagle magazine again, and the bullets were also removed.
I guess the old man threw away the bullet.
Chen Feng had already expected that if there were bullets in the gun, the old man would be really stupid.
He laughed evilly, reached for a magazine from the compartment of his backpack, and put it into his pistol.
"Hahaha." Chen Feng laughed.
The veteran in the river suddenly turned his head and saw Chen Feng raising the gun in his hand.
He yelled: "Idiot, why don't you use an empty gun to do this?"
Chen Feng smiled and said: "I'm just free. Fill this kettle with water and then come up!"
While talking, he threw the kettle towards Lao Dao. Because it was empty, it fell into the water halfway.
The old man swam over, opened the lid and filled it with water, then walked towards Chen Feng carrying the kettle.
Chen Feng had already put on his clothes and was waiting leisurely. The pride in his heart was simply indescribable.
He didn't believe it. No matter how good your kung fu was, if you could knock him down with one shot from a distance of five meters, it would definitely be ten rings.There was no way to escape from the water, and then the body sank in the river and slowly decomposed without anyone knowing.
Sure enough, when they were five meters away, Lao Dao was still in the river. He raised his gun on the bank and said, "Don't move!"
The old man stopped and snorted: "Who are you trying to scare with an empty gun?"
"Are you trying to scare you? We'll find out later. Throw the kettle up." Chen Feng said with a joking look on his face.
The old man threw the kettle onto his backpack, as smoothly as if he had placed it with his hands.
Chen Feng said leisurely: "Now I ask a question and you answer it. If you say something wrong or don't say it, you won't have a chance to speak again. Do you understand?"
The old Taoist asked first: "Do you have bullets in your backpack?"
"I thought your head was full of muscles." Chen Feng sneered and asked, "Where is Xia Chuan?"
"Going to Cayman on a plane."
Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, then understood what Xia Chuan meant, and sneered sinisterly: "Does he think I'm dead? It doesn't matter, I will give him a surprise. How many people did he send to catch me?"
The old Taoist smiled and said sarcastically: "Are you treating yourself too much? Isn't it enough for me?"
Chen Feng's face darkened: "Where's Zang Hong? Where are the nine bodyguards? The mafia didn't move?"
"Zang Hong and Xia Chuan left. Nine bodyguards are protecting Fei'er in Gongqingcheng. As for the mafia, are you a pig? Can the mafia be used to kill you? Isn't that a clear-cut suspicion?"
Chen Feng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, so Xia Chuan really predicted his every move.
Under normal circumstances, the veteran would be enough to kill him, and no one would know.
The corners of Chen Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes revealed murderous intent: "I fired three shots through the door last night. Is that woman dead?"
A cold light flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, and he said coldly: "You died in my arms, so you have to pay a heavy price."
"Very good. I'll help you. Let's die together!" Chen Feng pulled the trigger before he finished speaking.
Peng -!
The old man didn't move at all, but the barrel of the gun exploded.
Chen Feng's right hand was bloody and bloody, and his thumb was almost broken off. He screamed and almost fell down, but the gun had already flown away.
The old man walked up to him step by step and said coldly: "Idiot, this is just an appetizer. You can enjoy it slowly. I will torture you for seven days and make you die in pain to comfort Valentina's spirit in heaven."
After saying that, he slowly put on his clothes, picked up his pistol, and said sarcastically: "I forgot to tell you, my gun works so well, why don't you use it?"
Chen Feng was shaking all over in pain and almost vomited blood after hearing these words. Why shouldn't I?
The old man opened his backpack, took out the dried squid and ate it.
Sure enough, there was everything, and there was quite a lot of it. No wonder he walked so slowly.
The hatred in Chen Feng's heart was overwhelming, but he whispered: "Old Taoist, how much do you want to give me a price, and our grudges will be settled once and for all."
"Oh? Do you have money on you?" the old Taoist asked in surprise.
Chen Feng really wanted to vomit blood, "I have a deposit of 500 million US dollars in a Swiss bank. It is my own money. No one knows the account password. Not even my family members know it. Now I tell you, if you transfer it to your account, it will be yours." my own."
"Why doesn't my family know?" the old Taoist asked casually.
"This is the money I defrauded from Jiang Xiaohu. I changed it into US dollars and saved it. If people know about it, wouldn't it be a trap?"
"Can you transfer if you know the account password?" The old man looked suspicious.
Chen Feng said quickly: "There are optional terms for opening a Swiss bank account. Whatever withdrawal method and transfer method you choose will be followed. I can withdraw money and transfer money with just my account password. It's just for my emergency convenience."
"What nonsense? The bank has not transferred all your money. There is no proof anyway." The old man didn't believe it.
Chen Feng said: "Then just find someone who understands and ask."
The veteran shook his head and said, "It's not worth your money to go to Switzerland."
Although he had no money, he never took money seriously. Five million US dollars was not worth his special trip.
Chen Feng said hurriedly: "You don't have to go to Switzerland. You can apply at any branch in the world. There is one in Khabarovsk."
"Boli also has one?" The old man became more and more suspicious. He never paid attention to banks.
Chen Feng simply collapsed, "Kashgarov is the fourth largest city in Russia, why can't it have one? And it's the only branch in the Far East."
"Okay, tell me, I'll let you go if I can transfer the money."
Chen Feng immediately reported his account and password, and even explained the precautions for withdrawing money.
The old Taoist said: "I didn't remember it, please say it again."
Chen Feng said it again, and there was no difference between the two times.
The old Taoist believed it, reached out and took out the first aid kit from his backpack, threw it to him and said, "When I successfully transfer the money, I will definitely let you go."
He added in his mind, I will never succeed, and I am going to give the account to Mayfair.
As for giving Chen Feng a first aid kit, it would be more reasonable to bandage the wound instead of being soft-hearted. Otherwise, it would mean being hunted and there would be no time to bandage it.
Chen Feng gritted his teeth and bandaged it, then said: "I have to take some anti-inflammatory medicine, otherwise it will be easy to get infected."
The old man found a medical bag from his backpack, which contained commonly used medicines in the field, including oxytetracycline to treat diarrhea, Panax notoginseng tablets to stop bleeding, and anti-inflammatory antibiotics. There was indeed a cephalosporin in it, a complete pack of twelve pills. He took a look at it. explain:
"You eat it when you are infected, but it is a waste to eat it now."
Put it back on again.
Chen Feng was so angry that he trembled all over and said no more.
The old man picked up his bag and walked towards the jungle from whence he came.Chen Feng thought he was going back and quickly followed him.
Unexpectedly, the old man walked more than ten meters, reached out to pick up the bullet on the ground, and pressed the magazine back.
Chen Feng almost fainted from anger. The old man threw the bullet so close. It was obvious that he had already planned it.
"Very good, just follow me and you go where I go, otherwise don't blame me for shooting."
After the old man finished speaking, he walked back to the river, put down his backpack and continued eating dried squid.
Chen Feng's heart sank and he tested it: "I'm hungry too, give me one."
The old Taoist didn't even look at him, "You are hungry and you can get something to eat by yourself."
Chen Feng understood that the old man still had no intention of letting him go. Now he could only fill his stomach as soon as possible and find a chance to escape at night.
As for killing the old man, he didn't dare to think about it. This man was born for the jungle and had a three-point advantage. On the contrary, he looked like an idiot in the jungle.
He looked up at the sky. Dark clouds had gathered at some point, and a heavy rain was about to fall.