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Chapter 721: Roadhog who scared his pants

"Let's go back, there is no need to explore this place anymore." Yang Jing said disappointedly. The others looked at each other and followed Yang Jing into the car.

Yang Jing and Grid were sitting in the leading car. Morris served as the driver. Yang Jing got in the car and looked at the navigation and said to Morris: "I saw there seems to be a fork under the mountain, and the other road can return. The small town of Sibok, let's turn from there to another road."

Morris nodded, started the car, and started to drive down the mountain. The three cars behind immediately followed.

But just as the car was about to reach the three-way intersection, several swarthy men suddenly rushed up on the side of the road. They looked like the local aboriginals, but they all had guns in their hands.

Morris suddenly became nervous. The car they were riding in was not a bulletproof car, so Morris stopped the car with a brake and said back: "BOSS, Sophia, hurry up and lower your head. Don’t look up if it’s okay. It's in trouble."

After saying this, Morris pressed a button and said: "Guys, there are six gunmen in front of you. Be on the alert!"

With a wireless communicator hanging on Morris’s mouth, his words were immediately heard by the bodyguards in the cars behind, and then accompanied by a series of rapid brakes, the four white Toyotas stopped aggressively. However, the two overbearing cars driven by Chris and Kevin Martin stopped directly in front of Yang Jing’s car, blocking the car tightly, while the car driven by Clark blocked Yang at the back. Jing's car.

Along with a sizzling sound of loading, except for Morris and Valentina sitting in the passenger seat, all the twelve bodyguards in the other three cars got out of the car with guns and used the doors to cover them. The muzzles of the eight fully automatic rifles and three pistols immediately aimed at the six native men who suddenly sprang out in front, while Thor Smith carried a big guy and went not far away.

Chris, who was at the forefront, held a .50-caliber desert eagle in his hand. He hid behind the door and shouted in English: "The person in front put down the weapon in his hand and lay on the ground. You have already It seriously threatens our safety. I will count three times. If you don't put down your guns, we will shoot!"

English is the official language of the Philippines. These indigenous men may not speak English well, but since they have guns in their hands, they can definitely understand English.

Sure enough, with the voice of Chris, the six native men were so scared that they were all swaying. They were arrogant just now, they were scared like frightened quail, one by one, trembling all over, put the AK47 in their hands. On the ground, and then lay on the ground. It is estimated that they did not expect that there would be so many sturdy people in these four cars.

Morris winked at Sean on the other side of the car. Sean, who was wearing a body armor, stood up straight with the gun in his hand, and then slowly walked to the front of these people and asked condescendingly: " Who are you? Why did you stop our car with a gun?"

Sean Hannington used to be a tough guy in the Morris Mercenary Corps, a very iron-blooded figure. At this moment, standing in front of these six indigenous men with a gun, the kind of aura on his body burst out, even more so. The indigenous men were terrified.

Xiao En lifted the native man lying on the front with his feet, and the muzzle was directly on the guy's forehead, "Say!"

Suddenly, a bad smell came from between the man's crotch, and this guy was so frightened by Sean that he peeed his pants. But this did not affect Sean, he just spit, and then directly pulled the bolt, it is quite a posture that you don't talk, I shot you.

"#¥%...&@" The guy said something tremblingly, but unfortunately, this guy obviously doesn't speak English, only Tagalog, but it's a pity that everyone present No one can understand it. But the guy even said and made gestures, and Chris and the others probably figured out the origins of these guys.

It turned out to be on the other two roads at this three-way intersection. At this time, two wooden roadblocks were erected. The roadblock leading to the mining area seems to be regular, but the roadblock leading to the other road is clearly east. A roadblock that West had gathered, and although this man could not speak English, with his "point money" gesture, everyone understood why these guys appeared here.

Obviously, the roadblock leading to the mining area at this intersection should have been set up here by the mining area for the purpose of intercepting unrelated personnel and vehicles. These indigenous gunmen should guard this intersection specifically.

The road when it came was relatively narrow, with a ditch more than half a meter deep on both sides. It is obviously impossible to turn around on this road, so a car that does not know the situation can only take another road when it arrives here. .

So these guys should have moved their minds, so they also set up a roadblock on another road. Outsiders wanting to enter the mining area are obviously unable to enter. UU read www.uukanshu.com but if they want to go to another One way, then you have to pay a certain fee.

This is just like the “earth toll stations” established by some rural villages near the official toll stations of the national highway more than ten years ago. Some vehicles that are unwilling to pay to the official toll stations often use nearby rural roads to bypass the toll stations. The farmers in the village near the toll station are obviously unwilling to let these vehicles use the roads in their villages for nothing, so they will set up some roadblocks on the roads to collect fees.

Large vehicles may need to pay a toll of 30 yuan to pass through a regular toll station, but only need to pay a toll of 10 yuan to walk on a small road, so these toll stations can still charge a lot of money in a day.

These men’s approach is obviously the same as that of the domestic toll booths. They just want to do some extra money, want to have a road hog addiction, but they did not expect to kick on the iron plate. .

Chris came to Yang Jing’s car and talked about what happened before in a low voice. Naturally, Yang Jing was too lazy to care about this kind of indigenous people, so he said lightly: “Don’t bother about those indigenous people. Remove the barricades on that road, let's go."

Chris nodded, put the gun behind his back, and ran to the barricade on the other road. Just after removing the barricade, he heard a noise coming from behind him. He turned his head and found a car. The convertible off-road vehicle drove over, and after four men who were obviously Westerners got out of the car with guns in their hands, they raised their guns with the help of the car...

PS: I have been busy negotiating contracts in the field these days. I have to be busy every day until 7 or 8 in the evening. The amount of updates is a bit less. I hope you will forgive me.

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