Chapter 89 Cutting another batch of leeks
"Mad, what kind of car is this? How did you make it?"
Wang Meng was dumbfounded when he saw the tall and mighty Liulun off-road vehicle.
The six-wheeled off-road vehicle was very tall, with the wheels alone being half as tall as his body. Moreover, it was bright red in color, with thick bumpers and a shell covered with various spikes, making it look extremely sturdy.
Wang Meng couldn't help drooling as he looked at the tall off-road vehicle.
He looked at the six-wheeled off-road vehicle, then at his own shabby second-hand car, and couldn't help feeling sour.
"Damn it, why do you drive such a nice car while I can only drive a second-hand car? You must have gotten it through the back door. This thing should be given to me ."
Wang Meng pulled the car door hard, but found that it wouldn't open.
"Oh, it's locked pretty tightly. I'll break the lock for you to see if you can still close it."
Wang Meng took out the Beretta 92F, aimed at the door lock, and pulled the trigger.
boom!
Gunshots rang out.
Instead of penetrating the car lock as Wang Meng expected, the bullet broke the door lock.
Instead, it was bounced back by the sturdy car door, and the bullet flew past Wang Meng's ear, almost knocking off half of his ear.
"Damn it, I don't believe I can't deal with you." Wang Meng took two steps back and pulled the trigger repeatedly at the car door.
Bang bang bang.
A series of flashes of fire passed by, and the car door was not pierced, not even a dent was left.
"Fuck, this car door is really solid. Rich people really value their lives! I don't believe your car window is this solid!"
Wang Meng turned the gun, pointed it at the car window, and pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang.
Five or six bullets hit the car window, making it rattle.
However, the car window glass, like the car door, did not show any signs of damage.
This time, Wang Meng was dumbfounded.
The car doors and windows couldn't be opened. The off-road vehicle was like an iron turtle. Wang Meng was so anxious that he was turning around in circles, but there was nothing he could do.
After walking around three times, Wang Meng's expression became fierce.
He rushed back to the car and pulled out a crowbar.
Rushed towards the front hood.
He made up his mind that since he couldn't drive the car, he would make sure that no one else could drive it away.
He was going to destroy the engine.
However, before he could rush to the hood, the driver's window suddenly lowered.
Wang Meng was overjoyed when he saw it.
He rushed forward, ready to take the opportunity to open the door and rob the SUV.
However, he stopped after taking just two steps.
A gun barrel protruded from the car window.
There is a round drum magazine behind the barrel.
Submachine gun!
The PPSh appears frequently in World War II movies. Even though Wang Meng didn't know its name, he knew that this gun was very lethal.
"Boss, let's talk it out. Don't use guns. We are all human beings. We should unite and help each other. Don't point guns at your own people." Wang Meng raised his hand subconsciously.
"One of our own? Then why did you hit my car door with a gun just now? Do you have such one of our own?" Zhang Tuohai sneered.
The reminder system alerted Wang Meng as soon as he arrived.
However, he wanted to see what Wang Meng was going to do, so he stayed in the car without saying anything.
It was not until he saw Wang Meng took out a crowbar and prepared to dismantle the engine that Zhang Tuohai stepped forward to stop him.
There's no way, the desert is just too boring. I finally have some fun, how can I not watch it for a while longer?
Hearing Zhang Tuohai's question, Wang Meng forced a smile on his face.
"Hey, boss, I was just blinded by greed for a moment, please bear with me. How about this, I'll go back and get you something as an apology, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
As Wang Meng spoke, he reached behind his waist.
There was his Beretta 92F.
However, what answered him was the sound of PPSha's gunfire.
Ta-da-da, ta-da-da.
A series of bursts of bullets turned Wang Meng's chest into a sieve.
"You want to plot against me with your little knowledge? Bah!"
Zhang Tuohai got out of the car with a sneer and came to Wang Meng's body.
Die with eyes open.
Zhang Tuohai felt that Wang Meng’s acting skills were so bad that he could tell Wang Meng’s moves even without the prompt system.
I can only say that poor acting can sometimes be really fatal.
After searching Wang Meng's body, the Beretta 92F was found at his lower back.
As expected of an Italian brand, it looks good, but the data is just average.
In terms of power, it is not as powerful as the Desert Eagle shotgun.
In terms of ammunition capacity, it is not as good as the Glock, which is also a self-defense pistol.
The weight is not light either.
It is because of the good public relations work and large-scale purchases that the product has achieved its current popularity.
Zhang Tuohai played with it for a while and then put it away as his own collection.
Wang Meng's body was dragged to the side of the road and thrown onto the roadbed.
There will naturally be jackals, tigers and leopards to deal with the problem of corpses later.
Zhang Tuohai came to Wang Meng's car and searched it.
I have to say that Wang Meng is still worth a bit.
There were a lot of basic supplies, including five or six kilograms of bread, two cans of mineral water, two small hot pots, half a box of instant noodles, three apples, and even an electric fan in the car.
I didn't expect that he was actually my client.
"Isn't it good to just be an leek? Why do you have to come and seek death?"
Zhang Tuohai sighed and moved all the supplies back to his car.
Because the electric fan, headlights and other items had already been installed and could not be removed, Zhang Tuohai could only give up with regret.
However, Zhang Tuohai took away the core of the car.
The modified second-hand car turned into a pile of junk.
"Will my car become a pile of garbage like this one, thrown on the roadside with no one paying attention?"
Looking at the scrapped second-hand car, Zhang Tuohai suddenly felt a sense of grief for the loss of the car.
"No, I will never allow this to happen!" Zhang Tuohai clenched his fists. "I will definitely get out alive and return to my own home. I will also take the car with me, even if I can only take Xiao Ai's chip with me."
After spending some time together, Zhang Tuohai also developed some feelings for Xiao Ai.
I began to see her not just as a tool, but as a living being with emotions.
Perhaps, this is the emotion that every commander, admiral, captain, doctor, master, and squad leader will eventually have.
"Damn it, why am I still sentimental?" Zhang Tuohai pinched his thigh to calm himself down, and returned to the driving seat with the core of the car.
"Xiao Ai, let's go, leave here, and find a suitable camping site ahead."
"Yes, Commander. (^_?)☆"
The six-wheeled off-road vehicle turned on its headlights and drove into the distant darkness.
Zhang Tuohai closed his eyes and thought about what preparations he still needed to make and where he could reap the benefits again.
After all, after tomorrow, many people may be included in the obituary, and the last batch of leeks must be harvested, otherwise there will be no chance.
