After sleeping in bed for a beautiful day, more importantly, after waking up, Zhang Wei secretly killed a box of canned beef; licking the oil and water all over his mouth, Zhang Wei felt that he had been resurrected perfectly again.

Because Zhang Wei was named as a student from the Shenwang Academy on his head, even during his trip, he ate a lot of food every meal.

Basically, this guy's appetite is almost the same as that of the old men in the entire tour group.

However, even so, Zhang Wei still felt that he was not full and was not so happy to eat enough! It seemed that only after losing it would he feel that he knew to cherish it.

Zhang Wei, who was hiding in the room and eating canned beef, only then did he feel that the canned beef tasted: it was so delicious.

Now the canned boxes and wooden boxes that have been eaten have been hidden under the bed. After secretly throwing them away a little further in the middle of the night, there is nothing wrong...

On the TV in the room, there were local programs in Annan in China, and Zhang Wei didn't even understand a single word.

But this guy doesn't care, because he is happily planning:

Do you need to go out tonight to get another vote? You don’t need to be a too strong guy. You should be able to get him a total of 5,000 energy points and then exchange it for a genetic potion.

By the way, Zhang Dixian can also carry forward the international spirit and eliminate demons and protect the people of Annan!

When Zhang Wei thought of this, he felt so happy in his heart; in comparison, what could it matter if he couldn't understand such a small thing on TV programs?

He was a little disbelief. With their excellent genes in the Zhang family, how could they just stimulate blood power that can eat and drink more?

What! It must be that the posture of drinking the genetic potion was wrong at that time.

After laughing, Zhang Wei glanced at his phone and found that it was already after ten o'clock in the evening; and now, he has not seen any movements of those old men coming back.

Zhang Wei was not worried about this. Maybe these old men were crazy and couldn't bear to come back now.

Because he had just browsed his Moments more than two hours ago.

He refreshed the story that Hu Ye had just posted in his circle of friends. It was a beautiful view of the charming scenery of a group of old men on the white beach during the day wearing wide floral shirts, revealing their dry arms and thighs.

And on the dinner table, the big table of food.

At that time, Zhang Wei started to complain: "If I hadn't followed me, I would have given you the opportunity to take photos, and only plates would be left on the table in minutes."

After putting down his cell phone, Zhang Wei got up from the bed where he had been suffocating for a day and planned to go to the bathroom to wash.

At this moment, the phone I had just put down had already vibrated violently; after taking a look at Old Man Wang's call, Zhang Wei answered the phone.

Without waiting for Zhang Wei to speak, he teased the crazy old man and heard a few crisp gunshots from the other end of the phone.

Then, Old Man Wang's unprecedented serious voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Goudan, please listen to me. Now we have an accident and are trapped in a place where we don't know what the hell is. But now we can still hold on, and we also call the police and notify the embassy."

"So you don't have to worry about us. The main thing is that you quickly leave where you live and don't have to bring anything except your passport and money. Pay attention and leave quickly. What happened today is very evil."

When the phone reached here, a more rapid gunfire sounded and the phone was disconnected.

Holding the phone that was disconnected, Zhang Wei had a premonition that the old men had encountered, which might be inseparable from the invaders who were killed last night.

Just as Old Man Wang ordered, he quickly collected his passport, money, and the old Nokia antique.

However, he had no intention of leaving this immediately.

Zhang Weibu must not come soon for those who came to capture him, otherwise how could he know where to find the trapped old men...

Perhaps it was Zhang Wei's prayer that worked, and those who came to capture him came very quickly.

A few minutes later, a burst of rapid steps rang out outside the room; Zhang Wei couldn't wait for them to come in, so he suddenly kicked out, kicking the door with the door frame to the corridor outside the door.

It was just a catch of an ordinary boy. The person who came never expected that he would encounter such a thing.

As a result, after Zhang Wei rushed out of the room, Zhang Wei found that several people had been knocked out of the corridor and were overturned to the ground, which even seemed difficult to get up.

Several other men who had just reacted were busy trying to pull out their guns.

Zhang Wei, who had already burst out with all his strength, would not give them a chance to turn the tables?

The ghostly figure rushed into the crowd, fists, knees and other people greeted each other, and in a blink of an eye, the remaining men were also put on the ground.

If he hadn't been determined to ask the old men's whereabouts, he would have beaten them to death in just a few strokes.

"Who can understand Chinese?" Zhang Weixin raised an Annan man in his hand and asked coldly.

Faced with Zhang Wei's inquiry, these people were waiting for Zhang Wei, but no one answered. Zhang Wei didn't care. He knew that he was afraid he had to take ruthless measures.

He grabbed the man's right hand and waved his forcefully, and the unlucky guy broke through the window at the end of the corridor and flew out of the house.

Later, a muffled sound came from outside the broken window.

Without any pause, Zhang Wei mentioned a short and fat man again, and said this: "Tell me, who can understand Chinese."

"I will, don't throw me down." The short and fat man in his hand screamed in Chinese. While screaming, his pants' legs wet at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the Chinese language in his mouth is a bit difficult to speak, there is no problem for Zhang Wei to understand...

After putting it back on the ground, amid the terrified screams of the short and fat man, one person after another was thrown out of the broken window by Zhang Wei.

Among them, two of them were also shouting loudly that they could speak Chinese.

But unfortunately, Zhang Wei no longer needs them.

Then, in the mouth of the fat and sturdy man who had completely collapsed, Zhang Wei knew everything he wanted; even at his request, the other party used his trembling fingers to navigate to the stronghold on his phone.

"Don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame yourself for moving people you shouldn't move." Zhang Wei finally said this when he threw the short and fat man out of the window.

It’s not that he is ruthless, but that these guys touch his reverse scales.

That's right! He often complained about the inappropriate and unreliable of these old men, but at the same time, he also regarded these old men as his few relatives left.

Anyone who tries to kill these old men doesn't mind killing them, even if such a way will make him take on more cause and effect and no matter how much blood is stained with his hands.

In the eyes of the homestay owner who was trembling as quails, Zhang Wei walked out of the door.

Amid the roaring engine, one of the mixed-brand off-road vehicles that Longshahui drove suddenly jumped out and fled into the night!

I don’t know why? The night above Nha Trang fell into Zhang Wei’s eyes, and it was already covered in blood.

A sentence that Zhang Wei couldn't remember completely rose in his heart without knowing the specific source, which was the most true portrayal of his heart at this moment:

When a man does things, he should be violent. If he does things and be kind, he will not stand up. When a man kills someone, he should be merciless...
Chapter completed!