"My God, if the tiger doesn't show off its power, you really think it's a sick cat. This is illegal detention and frame-up. I want to file a lawsuit!"
Ye Fan roared, and several pieces of wooden sticks flew up from the ground. Injected with violent internal energy, they flew out like lightning. After three hits, the three gun holes were temporarily disabled.
This time the force was so strong that even the gunman who fired the tranquilizer bomb felt his hand shake suddenly, and the gun was bounced from the bullet hole back to the shooting room next door. Moreover, the three gunmen felt numbness in their arms for a while and almost fell into anesthesia.
The guns fell to the ground.
"Who are these people here? They're amazing! My dear, I'm afraid he's not a master!" A big-eyed gunman said to himself with lingering fear.
"That's right! We have been working for nearly 10 years and nothing like this has ever happened. He is probably a legendary martial arts master, who was called a martial arts hero in ancient times. Like the Tai Chi guy who pushed the little Japanese pig off on TV
Master Chen Wubo and his ilk." Another gunman with a heroic appearance clicked his tongue in admiration.
"Hmph! Stop talking, no matter how powerful the prey is, it can't escape our hunters. Let's open the backup gun hole later. This time, we will use the powerful tranquilizer gun newly developed by the Military Science Institute.
I heard that even elephants and even baleen whales can be dealt with. Huh! Let's fire four bombs at once. I don't believe he can't fall!
A master of martial arts, no matter how powerful the master of martial arts is, can only be a worm in our secret room. This is the reason why a tiger falls flat and is bullied, haha..." A tall, very strong man smiled slightly smugly.
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"It's definitely not going to work like this. If they shoot again, I can't afford to lose my physical strength. It's been a stalemate for nearly half a day, and I have to find a way." Ye Fan thought calmly, and his eyes lit up when he saw the sofa.
Using his energy, he smacked the sofa a few times and the table legs tore it apart. Ye Fan quickly pulled out the outer fabric and sponge of the sofa.
"Is this kid crazy?" Zhao Jungang muttered softly, feeling very puzzled.
"Crazy! It's hard for such a person to be crazy. I didn't expect that this kid is also a hidden master of martial arts. He is probably comparable to the legendary third and fourth-level warriors and martial arts masters. Jungang, go and cast our bureau
The elite iron chain and bracelet are ready. I don't believe he can break something made of high-tech silicon-aluminum steel alloy. I heard that our ancestors in China have been using this alloy for a long time."
Hu Ping lit a cigarette and blew out a smoke ring, feeling a little complicated.
He never dreamed that this kid seemed to be very skilled. Hu Ping even doubted whether it was right or wrong to do this this time, and gradually he felt chilling.
The original plan was to handcuff this kid and ask him about Jianchen's secrets, then imprison him for a period of time on some random charge. If he were to scare him again, he would probably wet his pants. At that time, if Yu Jianchen fell, he wouldn't be able to make any big splash.
Unexpectedly, the actual situation now has become more complicated. With this person's skills, if he is not beaten to death with a stick, he will probably be a big harm when he gets out. It is a hidden time bomb.
It's not good if you end up capsized in the gutter.
So from now on, Hu Ping's plan has changed. He is determined to kill this guy no matter what. He will be charged with treason and treason, and he will be solved by the National Security Bureau. Only then will everything be fine.
Hu Ping also had a phone call with Zhu Zhengyang just now. The two discussed it for a while and Zhu Zhengyang agreed to his plan.
To be honest, the two of them still felt a little regretful at the moment, but when they thought about the director's throne after menstruation, the little fear in their hearts had long been wiped out by the resounding aura of the director's throne, and now this matter has also
There is no way to get rid of it, so the pawn can only advance but not retreat when crossing the river.
Even if this guy is a genuine officer with a background in special forces, he must be captured today. If he is not captured, he will be captured by him. No poison or husband is the mentality of Hu Ping and his cousin Zhu Zhengyang at this moment.
Ye Fan tied the dismantled sea brocade cushion of the sofa to his body, and then wrapped the sofa's cloth cover around the sea brocade cushion. This way, he felt warm all of a sudden, and he would not feel the cold to the bone.
, obviously it’s just a makeshift sofa cotton coat.
After half a day.
After the four spare gun holes were opened, they were all surrounded and shot at Ye Fan. After a 'pop' sound, Ye Fan had already put the wooden frame of the sofa on his body, but he was lying on the wooden frame.
Underneath, there was a cold stone floor.
In this way, all the anesthesia bombs were completely empty. Later, when the second wave of anesthesia bombs came, they were all blocked by the wooden frame of the sofa. The sound of "boom boom" could not penetrate the thick wooden frame of the sofa.
"Damn it! This kid is so weird. He actually tried such a trick and hid in a turtle shell. Hu Bureau, isn't it time to use the best method of our national security?"
Section Chief Zhao Jungang was also a little surprised. Originally, there were no sofas and coffee tables in this secret room before. This time, in order to trick Ye Fan into letting down his guard, a corner sofa was temporarily arranged.
Unexpectedly, it was used by Ye Fan temporarily as a shield to block anesthesia bullets. This made Zhao Jungang and Hu Ping very depressed. The anesthesia gun bullets can penetrate flesh and skin, but they are really useless against thick miscellaneous wood sofa frames.
a feeling of.
"It's okay, it will take another half day. I don't believe he is an iron man, and this basement is freezing to the bone. I guess this kid won't be able to hold on for long. Humph!"
Hu Ping hummed with a straight face, feeling really scared. He thought that this guy was a powerful character. He could still resist without fainting after fighting for nearly two days. I even doubted whether he was human.
Hu Ping's plan was to use the secret room to completely destroy Ye Fan's psychological defense. It would be much easier to wait for him to faint and put on an iron bracelet before conducting a surprise interrogation.
Otherwise, Hu Ping still has a way to deal with Ye Fan. There is a more powerful anesthetic mist in the secret room that has not been opened. If you spray this mist, unless you are wearing a gas mask, no matter how powerful the martial arts master is, he will eventually faint.
The fate of the dishes.
That's why Hu Ping was not in a hurry, and was slowly working on Ye Fan's patience, seizing the opportunity to destroy his psychological defense in one fell swoop.
Another half day passed, and Ye Fan felt like stars began to flash in front of his eyes. This was the prelude before he became seriously dehydrated and suffered from twilight.
"Alas! It looks like I won't be able to hold on for much longer. If Brother Yu doesn't show up again, I guess I'll be carried away this time! Even if I fight for another two or three days, I'll probably be so hungry that I lose all my strength. It's like catching a turtle in a jar! I'm just that little bumpkin.
Already."
At this moment, Ye Fan placed all his hopes on Yu Jianchen, because he was the only one who knew that he had arrived at the National Security Bureau.
But maybe Yu Jianchen thought that he didn't notice it when he returned to Linquan Town, so he couldn't tell. So the hope of being rescued was very small. Basically, it was good to have 0.5 floors.
On the afternoon of the third day, Ye Fan was about to push away the sofa shelf and sit cross-legged to adjust his breathing for a while to regain some physical strength.
At this moment, a chirping sound came from the ceiling of the secret room. Ye Fanshi unfolded his 'Eagle Eye Technique' and took a look. He was horrified and shouted, "I will die too!" and sat down on the ground.
Quickly release Qi.
Because there was a lot of mist-like smoke coming out of the ceiling, Ye Fan felt dizzy after just taking a sip.
I know it must be something like anesthetic mist, but now I have no ability, but I can't do anything about it. Unless I have the 'Turtle Breathing Technique' like shown on TV, I will be in a hibernating state and try to reduce my breathing to the minimum.
, it may be possible to use the internal energy circulation in the body to eliminate some toxins for a while.
Legend has it that the Shaolin Temple really has the Turtle Breathing Technique, and Master Ku Chan from thousands of years ago was an 'innate' pure master.
Once, he asked his disciples to bury him in the soil and persisted for three months without air circulation. When his disciples dug him out, Zen Master Kuhai returned to normal half a day later.
At that time, Shaolin's "Turtle Breathing Technique" suddenly became famous all over the world. Some people also say that Master Ku Chan practiced the Child Body Golden Bell Shield, which completely destroyed the whole body. It has reached the state of indestructible vajra.
So he was buried in the ground for three months without eating or drinking before he was okay. There are many rumors. To know the truth, it is probably only recorded in the secret book of Shaolin Temple.
Ye Fan thinks it is also possible. Just like snakes can hibernate, why can't martial arts masters break through the acquired limitations of the human body and imitate the instinct of snakes to create "snake breath techniques" and so on. However, I have never seen such a thing, so it can only be a speculation.
That’s all.
Although Ye Fan tried his best to activate the detoxification and qi-transforming function of the health regimen, he still gradually felt that it was not working as time went by.
More and more golden stars appeared in his mind. At first he could still see a few, but now the sky was full of stars. He knew that he was about to pass out.
"Alas! Master, my disciple is unfilial. My father, my brother, my sister, Ruomeng, Chunxiang... maybe we will never see each other again after this moment. If there is an afterlife, I will practice harder and break through the shackles of my birth as soon as possible. If there is an afterlife, I will practice harder.
I will cherish life even more in the next life. If there is an afterlife, I will love you Ruomeng even more...I want revenge! Revenge..."
Ye Fan sighed in his heart and finally lost to the latest modern high-tech anesthesia mist and passed out completely.
I don’t know when Ye Fan woke up.
I felt very heavy and uncomfortable, as if I was dragging a big mountain. I opened my dim eyes and glanced around, and found that I was still in the fully enclosed secret room just now.
But now the broken sofa frame has been overturned, and Deputy Director Hu Ping and Section Chief Zhao Jungang are sitting on it.
But he was wearing a shackle bracelet. The steel chain was not very thick. It seemed smaller than an ordinary iron chain, only as thick as a little finger.
The iron chains worn by ordinary death row prisoners are at least as thick as the middle finger, but these two things on his own are thinner. Ye Fan secretly exhaled for a circle, then roared and tried to break free. However, the iron chain bracelet shook.
After ringing for a while, it didn’t change at all.^-^^-^