The fifth thousand nine hundred and seventeenth chapter is really a monk
At this time, the three of them had a look of surprise on their faces, and they slowly crawled forward in the narrow ventilation duct to avoid making any sound. They knew that Wan Lin and the old wind had entered the darkness.
They must not make any sound in the well-connected ventilation ducts of the warehouse, otherwise this action would be as insulted as last night.
While Wan Lin and the others were drilling into the ventilation duct, in the night in front of the warehouse, the little monk staggered forward while holding his left arm that was hit by a homeless man. His face showed a look of horror.
He murmured in a low voice: "Ah...Amitabha, it hurts...it hurts so much."
The boy staggered to a closed warehouse door in front of him, and then slid down to the steps on the side of the door. At this moment, a black shadow suddenly sat up from the steps and a big fist hit him at the same time.
To the little monk's chest.
With a "bang" hit, the little monk screamed and fell backwards. The boy then sat up from the ground and shouted: "Ah... Amitabha, this... donor, you... what are you doing
Hit me?"
Under an off-road vehicle parked on the side of the warehouse, another head was poked out. He looked at the little monk sitting opposite him with cold eyes, then looked around him vigilantly, and then he immediately punched the monk.
The black shadow ordered: "This kid has a suspicious origin. Check if he is a real monk?"
"Team leader, what can I do? You can kill it directly!" The boy on the side stood up and grabbed the little monk's collar and replied. He was already holding a sharp dagger in his right hand, and then he was about to raise it up.
"Ah...Amitabha, what are you...what are you...can you...can anyone give me some food? I...I haven't eaten vegetarian food for two days?" The little monk stared at him, frightened.
He looked at the vicious man in front of him and stuttered, and the broken bowl that had been holding in his hand had risen upwards.
The person in the shadow heard the little monk's cry. He looked at the dagger that his subordinates were about to raise and scolded, "Let go, don't make trouble!" He followed him into the little monk's eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "Also."
What a little monk, does your Buddhism have a great compassion mantra?"
Before he finished speaking, the little monk had his eyes lowered and chanted in a low voice: "Namo, hello, doraye, Namo, Ahya, Polujie, Shuoboya...
…”
The man in the shadow heard the boy's skillful chanting, nodded and ordered his companion who was still holding the little monk's collar, "This guy is really a little monk. Take him into the warehouse and get him some food.
”
"It's so troublesome. He has discovered that we can kill us directly!" He hugged the little monk's neck tightly with his left hand, and pressed his right hand against the side of the little monk's head, preparing to increase force to break the little monk's neck.
"Oh, what do you... want to kill? The Buddha said... I want to save all sentient beings, no... can't kill! You... you... give me some first...
Let’s have a meal, I…I’m starving to death.” The little monk whispered, while raising his left hand, grabbed the other party’s left thumb that was holding his neck, and his right hand that was holding the broken bowl also trembled at the same time.
At this moment, Cheng Ru's urgent voice suddenly came from the micro-headphones he stuffed into his ears: "Don't take action, Xiaohua and I will protect you!"
When the little monk heard Cheng Ru's voice, he quickly sank the internal force he had just raised into his dantian again. He grabbed the boy's left hand in front of him and quickly relaxed it to prevent the force from attracting the enemy's attention.
Before the operation began, Wan Lin had already reminded him that his mission was to attract the attention of the enemy's secret whistle. He must not show his martial arts unless he had to, and to arouse the enemy's alertness.
Moreover, Cheng Ru, the sniper and Xiaohua, were in the darkness around him, secretly protecting his safety, so that he did not have to worry about his own safety, as long as he could attract the attention of the enemy, so he heard the sound in the headphones.
I immediately felt relieved and quickly stammered again.
As soon as the little monk finished speaking, a small door on the closed warehouse gate suddenly opened, and a low voice came out in the dark: "He is a monk, send him in to me!"
The boy who hugged the little monk's neck tightly was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the little monk's collar and walked to the small door, pushing the little monk into the dim warehouse, and the opened small door was about to close.
At this moment, a small black shadow jumped out from the side of the warehouse like lightning, and disappeared into the dim warehouse with a "swoosh". The black shadow who had just pushed the little monk into the warehouse was shocked! A pistol appeared in his hand,
The sound of pulling the gun bolt with a "crash, rattle" sounded from the warehouse at the same time.
The boy next to the off-road vehicle outside the door whispered, "Don't shoot, it's a wild cat!" With this low shout, the boy who had already pulled out his pistol in front of the door quickly inserted the pistol into his waist. He was alert.
He looked around, then cursed in a low voice, and then sat on the steps on the side of the door.
The boy sat down the steps, glanced around him, and then whispered to the black shadow who was lying next to the off-road vehicle: "Team leader, what do the boss want that little monk to do? Isn't this asking for trouble?"
The boy in the shadow said coldly: "This boy is indeed a monk, nothing is suspicious. Just now, this little monk has alarmed several homeless people. If he suddenly disappears here, it will definitely attract the attention of outsiders."
"I guess the boss wants to use this stupid boy as a shield. If something happens, this boy will at least temporarily save our lives like that scientist."
As the boy said, he looked up and glanced at the quiet market. He then whispered: "From last night to now, the other party's people have not set their sights on this place, which means that the place is temporarily safe. The boss has already said that tomorrow morning is early.
We take the hostages away from this ghost place as early as possible during the morning rush hour to avoid the night of dreams.”
Just as the little monk was pushed into the warehouse, Cheng Ru was lying on a thick tree branch, holding his gun and staring at the door of the warehouse. He pointed to the microphone at the mouth, and whispered in a hurry: "Leopard head, little
The monk was suddenly pushed into the warehouse by the enemy's secret whistle, and Xiaohua rushed into the warehouse at the same time. They were out of my sight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two slight knocks of "da" sounds came from his headphones. When Cheng Ru heard Wan Lin's answer, he immediately understood that Wan Lin asked him to implement the second plan.
He glanced at the dim market around him, grabbed the sniper rifle in front of him, squatted from the trunk, and then drilled out the dense branches and leaves. He slid down to the ground with his body close to the trunk, and then lay on the ground, crawling towards the warehouse.