Peng Feng was currently thinking about how to start work after entering Taiyuan, but in his hands was a worn-out suitcase that was pressed tightly against his legs. This suitcase contained a disassembled radio component, which was personally handed over to him by a comrade from the Northern Bureau when he was in Xinxiang. There are also some radio components packed in another wooden box and carried by his guard and assistant, Comrade Xiao Zhao. Xiao Zhao was sitting next to him. He also held the wooden box on his legs with both hands. There was no way, the carriage was too crowded, with people sitting and standing taking up the entire space. If I hadn't been sitting by the window, even breathing would have been a bit difficult.
You must know how precious the radio stations of this period were to the blocked red organization. Peng Feng knew that the organization could allocate a radio station to him under such difficult conditions, which shows that it was given to him to go to Shanxi to carry out work. Lots of support and expectations. "We can't live up to the trust of the organization. We have to work harder." Peng Feng secretly encouraged himself.
At this moment, the car suddenly braked suddenly, and the people standing there were unable to guard against it. They were suddenly thrown forward by the inertia. People fell on top of each other, and some were turned over on their backs, and they all screamed in surprise. The suitcase on Peng Feng's chest slammed against the back of the front seat, causing unbearable pain in his chest. He couldn't help but cry out, "Ouch!"
Before everyone could recover, they heard "bang-bang-bang!" outside the car. A burst of gunshots was heard, and then a loud voice came: "People in the car listen, if you don't want to die, put the gun in your hand." The boxes and packages were placed in the car, and they walked out one by one. I counted to ten and before they got off, I shot into the car. Now let’s start..."
Peng Feng knew that he was being bandited, so he quickly looked out of the car and saw a dark group of people surrounding the car. Everyone had a dick in their hands, and he even saw a Czech light machine gun set up in front of the car. . Peng Feng's heart dropped. What should he do? Are you going to throw away the precious radio station before the task assigned by the organization has begun?
Fight? But there are no less than a hundred bandits, and only Xiao Zhao has a pistol. How many can he fight against? I am not afraid of sacrifice, but what if I sacrifice my mission?
Peng Feng had countless ideas that came up and were rejected, and time was running out. At this time, everyone in the car jumped out of the car in a hurry. As soon as he got down, the bandits knocked him down, tied him up immediately, and began to search him.
At this time, Peng Feng saw Xiao Zhao beside him reaching for his waist. He quickly stretched out his hand to hold it down and shook his head slightly at him. At this time, the voice under the car had already counted eight. The two foreigners in front had to get up and get out of the car. The bodyguard beside them didn't dare to resist and followed them. I saw several bandits coming up to tie up the two foreigners. The foreign woman was screaming and saying something, but no one could understand her.
The bodyguard was found with a pistol by the bandits. Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, a bearded bandit raised his hand and shot him in the head. The bodyguard fell to the sky, and red and white sprays were sprayed everywhere on the ground. Someone immediately screamed. The foreign woman yelled at the bearded man angrily, but no one could understand. The bearded man slapped her and stopped her voice instantly. She also fell to the ground, and then He lay on the ground and cried softly.
Peng Feng became even more nervous when he saw this. This was a gang of murderous bandits. It looked like everyone with a gun would be killed. In his haste, he took out the pistol from Xiao Zhao's waist and covered it with the cuffs of his long shirt. When he heard the count below was already ten, he quickly shouted: "Don't shoot, we are blocked behind, we will come down immediately."
He immediately walked towards the car door. When he was about to get out of the car, he pretended to be panicked and stumbled. With a flick of his right sleeve, he threw the pistol under the seat of the bodyguard just now.
As soon as Peng Feng got out of the car, he was hit by the butt of a rifle on the ground. He heard the bearded bandit shout: "What the hell, I counted to ten and you still can't get off. I think you are tired of living." Then a big foot He stepped on it hard, and Peng Feng quickly turned around. He felt as if his back was stepped on by an elephant's hoof, and his internal organs seemed to be squeezed into his chest. A stream of liquid with a fishy sweet taste rushed out of his mouth. When he came out, his head felt dizzy. He hurriedly saw that Xiao Zhao was surrounded and beaten by several bandits. He was so angry that he fainted as soon as his vision went dark.
When Peng Feng woke up again, he found that his hands were trapped. He quickly looked around and saw that Xiao Zhao was also tied up and lying on his side on the ground, his body motionless, and there was a pool of blood in front of him. Peng Feng felt annoyed for a while. If he had known it earlier, he might as well have fought it out. These bandits deserved to die.
He saw the bandits carrying the gifts from the car. Peng Feng saw the suitcase containing the radio being lifted down by a bandit. He felt heartache like a razor blade. The precious radio station entrusted to him by the organization was just gone. Then he heard a bandit in the car shout: "There is another pistol here, just under the front seat." Peng Feng felt nervous again.
The bearded bandit rushed to the car, then took the revolver that Xiao Zhao had carried before and came to the tied people. He asked fiercely: "Whose pistol is this? I will kill you if you don't tell me." Kill them all. Who is sitting in the front row? Tell me quickly."
Only a trembling voice was heard: "Those foreigners are in the front row, maybe they belong to the bodyguard." It was the driver who had the courage to speak.
The bearded man asked carefully about the seat of the bodyguard who was killed, and then he played with the revolver in his hand angrily and said: "What a bastard. A pustule actually carries two guns. I just asked you to carry ten." It’s also for free.”
Then the bandits tied everyone's hands and feet. A few pack horses were brought in to load all the salutes on their backs, and the two foreigners who had been gagged and the three slightly younger female passengers were put on the mules.
The bearded man walked up to the people who were tied up and shouted loudly: "Listen up, I won't change my name in business or my surname in office. People in the world will call me Zuanshan Leopard. From now on, this road will be my territory, Mr. Bao. These days Everyone is my meat ticket. You take the letter back and ask for a ransom of three thousand oceans each for these two foreigners and five hundred oceans each for those women. I will wait for a month. When the time is up and I don’t see the money, I will start to tear up the money."
After saying that, he spat on the ground and said: "You are lucky, you met me, Master Bao, so I left you with a miserable life. Why? Why don't you thank me, Master Bao?"
Everyone shouted in fear: "Thank you, Master Bao, for not killing me." "Thank you, Master Bao, for showing mercy." "Thank you, Master Bao!" "Thank you, Master Bao, for your righteousness..."
"Hahaha!" When the bearded man saw this scene, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the minions below also laughed in unison. This is what I call being domineering, and this is what I call living a comfortable life. We rob you and ask you to thank us. You are so mean and you deserve to be robbed. It's so comfortable to follow Mr. Bao. A few of the minions were still looking at the young women on the mules with eager eyes, thinking that when Mr. Bao is satisfied enough, it will be our turn to enjoy ourselves.
