Supreme Psychology -

Liu Meng, who has always been rigorous in his work, naturally knew Wang Sen’s plan. We could only appear as support teams when the situation changed drastically, instead of hitting everyone to death when they came up, which would backfire. He looked at Wang Sen lying next to him and nodded slightly.

"This Liu Meng is reliable in doing things." Wang Sen gave him a thumbs up. He can trust this Liu Meng. As for the raving Xu Ji, his lustful spirit is only much more than that of a crow, but he is still quite capable. I hope he will not die on a woman's belly too early.

The funeral began. According to the news from the mini reconnaissance plane, Chen Yi has arranged a large number of ISR mercenaries at key intersections and important places. Anyone entering the funeral venue must hold an invitation letter, otherwise they will not be allowed to enter. Wang Sen was a little scratched at the news and could not enter? I can't even go to see my own funeral?

"It's unreasonable." Wang Sen decided to use abnormal means. He winked at Ma Yong. Ma Yong understood and picked up his sniper rifle and followed Wang Sen, lowered his body, and quickly passed through the soybean field more than half a person high. The flies that were shocked in the bean field flew up one by one, sticking to people's faces, which was very uncomfortable.

Next to the soybean field is a tall corn field. The corn pole is nearly three meters high, enough to hide the figures of two people. Wang Sen lay in the ditch and picked up a telescope to look at the activities halfway up the mountain. The enemy's mobile whistle was placed five hundred meters away. Two soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms and holding rifles were patrolling.

"Did you see that?" Wang Sen pointed to a tall mercenary in the distance and tried to attack Ma Yong. Ma Yong understood, immediately tested the wind speed, put his eyes into the mirror, and pointed his sight at the slowly moving mercenary.

"It's not the time yet." Wang Sen hugged, raised a small red pennant in his hand, slowly crawled out of the cornfield, and crawled towards the mercenary under the cover of the grass.

Wang Sen has arrived at the only way for mercenaries to patrol. There is a pit of soil over a half meters deep here. It was caused by local farmers digging holes and extracting soil. It is covered with dog tail grass. Wang Sen squats inside, and the green camouflage uniform and dog tail grass are fused together. When you look at it, it is difficult to find it.

The squeaking sound of stepping on grass came from the head. Wang Sen buried his head deeply under the cover of the earth pit. He quickly raised the small flag with his right hand and shook it. Ma Yong immediately pulled the trigger. The gun body was heavily paused back. A ball of fire gushed out from the silencer mouth, hitting the head of the mercenary who had just walked to the edge of the earth pit like lightning. Almost at the same time, two powerful hands stretched out from the earth pit and pulled him down by the collar of the corpse. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly.

The grass was quiet, and only the trampled grass stubbornly straightened its body and made a slight sound. Suddenly, a loud shout came from the intercom, "No. 12, where did you go? Get back to patrol!"

"I'm going to get rid of my hands, come right away, come right away!" The "soldier" shouted at the walkie-talkie, then supported his hands, jumped out of the pit, grabbed the grass and threw it into the pit, scattered on the dead body.

The sound of beeping trumpets sounded at the top of the mountain, and all the mercenaries began to gather in the direction of the funeral venue. With the loud chanting of a monk, the funeral finally slowly opened under the attention of everyone. The red nanmu coffin also pulled off the tarpaulin covered on it and exposed it in front of everyone.

"The auspicious time has come, let's have a fortune jar and set up an eternal lamp!" An old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe commanded all this with a whisk in his hand. Wang Sen looked in a strange way and looked inside. I didn't even have a wife. Who would set an eternal lamp for me to be a filial son?

But Chen Yi has always been a perfect person in her work. She also considered this problem. A child who just knew how to walk seemed to be only five years old. She was stupid and holding a long beacon made of white flour, climbing down the grave pit and igniting it in the right position. Wang Sen was stunned. Auntie, you are so good at it, so she "hired" a son for me!

"Child, kowtow to your father." Chen Yi felt two tears hypocritically and pressed the silly child down in front of the coffin. The child obviously didn't know anything, or he was really a fool. He kowtowed at Wang Sen's coffin without saying anything, and his forehead turned red, which made people feel heartbroken.

Everyone thought it was fresh. Everyone knew that Wang Sen didn't even have a wife, so where did a son come out? There were already bursts of laughter in the crowd. Chen Yi looked up and glanced majesticly, and suddenly she was silent.

The next step is to sprinkle the ashes into the coffin. What Wang Sen is most curious about is this stage. I am living well. Where did you get the ashes? When the red cloth bag was opened, he was furious. The bones poured out clearly contained the gums of canine animals! The circle of U-shaped sharp teeth on the white bones clearly showed that they were the jawbone of the dog! Chen Yi, you are too much.

Wang Sen was so angry that his whole body trembled. He made a dog bone burn and buried it as my bones. Chen Yi, are you cursing me?

"Hey, your boy, where are you looking? Come here!" A captain-like man patted Wang Sen, who was so obsessed with the sensation. "Baby, go patrol, what if the thief sneaks in!"

Wang Sen hurriedly pulled down the brim of his hat and walked down the mountain with his head down. The captain lit a cigarette and smoked, accidentally glanced at Wang Sen's back. Why is this kid walking so strange? I seem to have never seen him before?

"Stop!" the captain shouted at Wang Sen. Wang Sen stopped. The captain rushed over, his hand was already pressed on the handle of the gun at his waist. "Switch around, throw the gun down, and squat down with his head in his arms!"

Wang Sen squatted on the ground reluctantly, aiming out of the corner of his eyes at the corn field three hundred meters away, slowly threw the rifle to the ground, and raised his hands high above his head. The captain came to Wang Sen with a cigarette in his mouth, pulled out his pistol with a whoosh, pinched Wang Sen's chin, and asked him to raise his head.

"You are..." When Wang Sen just raised his head, the captain's mouth was so surprised that he couldn't close. Isn't this Wang Sen? In order to capture him, the entire mercenary team distributed photos of him, and if he caught him, he would be rewarded with three million dollars. I didn't expect that such a good thing would be caught by me!

"My surname is Wang, haha, let's see where you are running this time!" The captain took out his gun and pushed it on Wang Sen's forehead, slowly pulling the trigger down with his fingers. He knew that instead of letting the cooked duck fly away, it would be better to kill him immediately. Anyway, the superior's order was to kill him if he found out, and he would also give him money.

As the pressure on his fingers gradually increased, the bolt machine made a crisp sound. Wang Sen quietly listened to the clacking sound of the pistol parts, and the muscles in his body had reached the highest value. At this critical moment, the captain suddenly fell on his back, and his head was hit by the huge sniper rifle bullet. Wang Sen rolled on the spot, grabbed the captain's arm and dragged it down the mountain. He soon arrived at the pit he had just discovered, threw his hand in, pulled a few more handfuls of grass on his body, and then took a breath and waved to the sniper Ma Yong. Ma Yong hugged his waist and tried not to let him be discovered.

In the hot weather, the corpse of the mercenary who had just killed had begun to rot, and the fishy smell emitted attracted groups of flies, buzzing around the corpse. In this small earth pit, Wang Sen pinched his nose and endured the stench of the two dead bodies. Ma Yong turned over and jumped in, filling the small earth pit.

"Let's go, don't squeeze me." Wang Sen pushed Ma Yong in anger. Ma Yong pulled off the dead man's clothes and put them on his body. He grabbed a handful of blood and wiped it on Wang Sen's clothes in revenge. After he was ready, he followed Wang Sen to come out of the pit one after another. Two mercenaries were waving to them in the distance. There was an altar that was very heavy and needed four people to carry it together.

"Why are there blood on your body?" A mercenary looked at Wang Sen and asked curiously. When Ma Yong heard this, he nervously held the handle of the pistol and secretly pressed him, indicating that he did not act rashly.

"I just rubbed against the pig's head." Wang Sen smiled as if nothing had happened, and rubbed the corner of his clothes casually. The mercenary was very suspicious. Just as he was about to ask in depth, the Taoist priest shouted impatiently. The mercenary had no time to pursue it, waved his hand and said, "Okay, come and carry the table."

The funeral was being held smoothly, and the coffin was safely placed in the tomb pit. The Taoist priest held a peach wood sword and waved at the soldiers beside him. The four people lifted the heavy table hard and placed it on the land in front of the grave. Then the four people retreated in two teams. The Taoist priest threw away the wooden sword, replaced it with a sharp kitchen knife, and shouted at a big red-crowned rooster with a loud shout, chopped off the rooster's head, and sprinkled blood in the white porcelain wine bowl.

Wang Sen stood in front of the crowd, trying to lower his hat as much as possible, for fear of being discovered. Beside him were representatives of Tangfeng Group, Liu Neng and Qin Qiaohui. Qin Qiaohui's eyes were crying red, like a little rabbit who was wronged. While Liu Neng comforted her, his hands were pressed against her chest with impolite care, which made Wang Sen just want to laugh.

"Boss, it's starting." Ma Yong lowered his voice and said, Wang Sen nodded and stretched out two fingers at him. Ma Yong immediately understood and touched his right hand into his pocket and pressed the phone's call button.

"Boom!" The violent explosion scared the crowds attending the funeral in panic. Everyone looked at the cars that were blown into pieces in the distant hillside. Suddenly, they shouted, and ran away with a loud bang. Fierce gunshots sounded in the woods in the distance. Everyone cried and shouted at their parents, fleeing in all directions, hoping to open a grave and hide it in.

"Don't panic, don't be confused!" Chen Yi shouted at the top of her lungs. Lao Lang blew his whistle and immediately mobilized the mercenaries to rectify the order of the venue. At the same time, he sent a capable team to touch the shooting position. Needless to say, this must be the cause of Wang Sen. This kid really has the courage to come!
Chapter completed!