The fifth thousand nine hundred and nineteenth chapter is extremely smart
In the dim warehouse, several boys sitting next to the shelves looked at the stammering little monk with smiles on their faces. The micro-guns and pistols they originally held were all placed beside them.
The tense atmosphere in the warehouse suddenly became relaxed because of the sudden arrival of this little monk. The people in the warehouse were all professionally trained spies. They all knew that kidnapping Situ Xuan was not the purpose of their trip.
The mission is to force out the scientist's research results.
But they really didn't expect that this Situ Xuan was so ignorant. For so many days, he just talked with them in circles, using some professional terms that they didn't understand at all, and never mentioned the scientific research that he and Yu Jing were studying together.
Results.
At this time, these hijackers already knew that the kidnapped scientist was not a fuel-efficient lamp. This scientist's mind was extremely sharp. He knew that as long as he handed over his scientific research results, he would lose his value and become a corpse.
He has seen the true face of this group of spies, and the other party will never take the risk of sending him back.
This group of spies already understood that the kidnapped scientist was a hot potato. Even their leader Nighthawk personally tortured him and used all kinds of cruel methods, but the other party has not let go until now.
Only then did Nighthawk realize that this Situ Xuan was indeed very smart. As long as he stayed in China, Situ Xuan would not give up. He knew that China would definitely send the strongest force to rescue him. He could only bring Situ Xuan out of China safely.
, Only in this way can the luck in the other party's heart be exercised.
At this time, the little monk had already snatched the two big steamed buns that the other party had picked up. He bit off half of the steamed buns in one bite, then sat down on the ground and ate them hungrily. It was as if he hadn't eaten for two days and was hungry.
Awesome look.
In the blink of an eye, the two big steamed buns had been swallowed by the boy. He then stared at the surprised boys sitting on the nearby shelves like a hungry wolf.
He swallowed hard the steamed bun in his mouth and raised the broken bowl in his hand and shouted: "These... several donors, who among you... who among you... still has something to eat? You... you... arrest me..."
, I just... have to take care of the food." He then stood up, holding the broken bowl wobblingly, and walked towards the shelves deep in the warehouse.
The little monk had just taken two steps when a big hand grabbed his arm and pulled him back: "Don't run around, just stay here with me."
The boy who just handed the little monk two steamed buns shouted in a low voice. He then took another bag of steamed buns from the shelf and stuffed the whole bag into the little monk's hands. He also cursed in a low voice: "Damn, it's quite edible.
.”
The little monk sat next to the shelf with a large bag of steamed buns. He put the broken bowl next to him, grabbed a steamed bun from the bag with each hand, and then stuffed it into his mouth, but his eyes were looking around.
At this moment, a crisp "pop" sound suddenly sounded from the boy's bald head: "Little bald donkey, don't look around." The little monk stuffed the half steamed bun held in his right hand into his mouth.
He looked up at the boy sitting next to him, glared and shouted angrily: "Ah... Amitabha, this donor did... why did he hit me? I... my master said, Jun... Gentleman
Use your words but not your hands..."
"Hahaha, Xiaoliu, this kid already praised you as a gentleman, why do you still bully him?" There was a low voice of ridicule next to the off-road vehicle parked opposite the gate.
The faces of several dark figures sitting around the shelves also showed smiles. One of them muttered in a low voice: "Grandma, gentleman? This little monk stutters and has a lot of words."
At this time, the little monk suddenly turned around and glanced at the shelf behind him. He broke off a piece of steamed bun and said to the shadow of the shelf: "Xiao... Xiaohua, here... give you some steamed bun to eat!" He then put the steamed bun towards the shadow of the shelf.
Throw it sideways.
"Whoosh!" A small black figure jumped out from under the shelf and grabbed the steamed bun thrown by the little monk in one mouthful. The other kid leaning on the shelf on the side was startled. He then faced the small flowers that came out angrily and raised his hands.
The assault rifle he was holding was thrown downwards: "Get out!"
Xiaohua grabbed the steamed bun thrown by the little monk in her mouth, and then ran towards the off-road vehicle on the side in the shadow of the impact, and then disappeared into the shadow under the off-road vehicle.
At this time, the boy with his arms folded on his chest was leaning against the wall next to the warehouse door, staring coldly at the little monk's every move. When he saw the wild cat running under the off-road vehicle, a flash of light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Cold light.
But then he looked at the little monk who was devouring the food, and the cold light in his eyes suddenly disappeared. He shook his head and thought to himself: "This kid can't be from the Leopard Army. Such a silly boy is still a little monk.
How could he be from Hua Leopard? It’s absolutely impossible!”
He then looked at the men sitting next to the young monk and ordered: "Xiao Liu, check the package this kid is carrying on his back, then tie it up and stuff it into the off-road vehicle. If something happens, push him out first to use as a shield."
"Yes." Xiao Liu replied, then reached out and touched the broken package carried by the little monk behind him and said, "There is a change of clothes in it." He then grabbed the steamed buns held by the little monk and put it on the shelf, and then
He took out a rope and quickly tied the boy up.
The little monk struggled and shouted: "You...you, what are you...going to do? I...I..." "What are you, you, shut up!" A tall and strong boy came from the side.
, he raised his hand and put a piece of self-adhesive paper on the little monk's mouth.
The boy blocked the little monk's chattering mouth, and then he picked up the little monk who was tied up like a rice dumpling and said, "Xiao Liu, give him to me!"
As he said that, he strode towards the off-road vehicle as if he were carrying a little chicken. He walked to the off-road vehicle and stuffed the kid into the back seat of the off-road vehicle. He smiled evilly and whispered.
He scolded: "Little bastard, go keep company with this uncle. I didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to die."
He glanced at the man huddled in the back seat with a cold expression, and cursed in a low voice with some irritation: "You bastard, if it weren't for you, I would have left this damn place long ago. If you don't say anything, I will kill you!"
Then he pulled out the pistol stuck in his waist and strode towards the shelves on the side.
At this time, Wan Lin and the others who were lying in the pipe on the roof had already seen clearly what was going on below through the cracks in the vents and pipes. Just now, the little monk's stammering voice and the look of wolfing down his food almost made those lying in the pipe disappear.
Sha Xiaofeng and the other three laughed out loud, and several others were shocked by this little monk's performance in extreme danger.