Romance of Dragons and Snakes

Although Wang Chao is now a boxing master, he also has a lot of lives in his hands. There was also a battle in which blood ripped off people's arms and arms.

But after the murder, cut off your head, pack your bags, and be happy with your revenge for a thousand miles. Such acts as green forest good men, water thieves, in modern civilized society, are still a little difficult.

But in his heart, there was a feeling of flutter.

Wrapped in sheets, jumped out of the wall, the back [* * *] was full of blood, mixed with rain, intense smells of bloody and human flesh.

Wang Chao did not ride in a car. On such a rainy night, he was dressed in black and covered in blood. With two heads on their backs, riding in the car would definitely cause a sensation, especially the two heads, a general and his son of the Indonesian political axe army of Qishui.

He walked fast and ran in the rain, carrying a bottle of wine and pouring it into his throat with great pleasure.

I am Benchu Maniac, Phoenix laughs at Kong Qiu, with a knife in my hand, my surname is Xi Cut head. This is the true samurai boxer.

Wang Chao suddenly found a feeling that his heart was in the rain, as if he was closely connected to the master statesmen who had killed the country and the aggressors a hundred years ago.

“Weren't you in the same mood and mood that I am in when Li Jinyi, Sang Yunxiang's two apprentices, killed the Allied Eight Kingdoms at Tianjin Old Dragon Head Station with a shape-shaped knife? What a pleasure! ”

As soon as the hero of Jinyuan's shooting sculpture appeared, it was the hillside machine that mentioned the head and heart of this Han Wang Qian Ling running in the snow. This is the heroic spirit of the samurai.

This feeling can never be found in peace-era countries.

One day and two nights later, Wang Chao returned to Jakarta and threw two heads in front of Shelley's five girls.

Indeed, the faces of the five girls changed instantly, not in fear of changing their faces, but in excitement, a great revenge, tearful joy and crying.

Five girls, who had been massacred 10 years earlier after the tragic massacre, brothers and sisters, fathers and mothers, naturally made their hearts as iron and steel, their surnames as demons, especially the enemies who directly incited the massacre, to live and become high-ranking officers of the army. They can only watch, and this emotion is an unimaginable torment.

Suharni usually has military protection for access, and the Indonesian indigenous general is very sensitive, Shelley, who had planned operations and several unsuccessful snipers. It was desperate, but now Wang Chao ran a thousand miles, killed their father and son, cut off their heads, and gave them the souls of their families.

Such behavior, such grandeur and atmosphere, such skill and style.

Wang Chao became almost divine in their eyes.

Wang Chao is now full of blood, brown spots on his black clothes, his body smells like a beggar who hasn't had a bath for three months.

Because it took him two days and one night to rush directly over 2,000 miles, from Shizuku to Jakarta.

Because after he cut his head off, waiting for the next day when the sun was shining, his whole body was dirty and stinky, like a beggar, walking all the way, and the Indonesian people only thought he was a beggar sorcerer or something. Around the Southern Ocean, the style is very different from that of the country, and civilizational ideas lag behind. Often there are a lot of strange people like wizards, and the indigenous people see them, not too surprised, and call the police if they can't move like they did in the country.

Although Wang Super now smells like a beggar, the whole “Ming Lun Tang” underground training field of 268 people, there is no slight disdain in their eyes, some just admiration.

These men, though young, are elite fighters who have seen blood and experienced gunfire, and they believe in strength and cohesion that will lead them to a belief that they will not be slaughtered or humiliated!

Wang Chao's strength this time really shocked them, and also planted a concept in their hearts. Turns out, a million miles away, he took the first assassin warrior, and in modern society, there are also some.

Almost at a moment when Wang Chao left his two heads, this elite team of more than 200 people truly recognized him as a godlike instructor.

Since Tang Zidu asked him to train his troops, Wang Chao would give this team a belief that, with him, no opponent can kill, no enemy can resist!

There is no doubt that Wang Chao's behavior, inspired by overall morale, is astonishing.

Wang Chao dropped his head and quietly did not speak.

Shelly, they pulled out two heads, put them in two big basins, and put them on the table together. Then light incense and candles. Everything worships the dead according to China's oldest tradition.

At the same time, more than two hundred people, all of them silently celebrating their dead loved ones.

The ancient Chinese tradition is slowly fading in the mainland, but in the hearts of many Chinese overseas, it occupies a considerable place.

“Did you kill Suharni of the Army? ”

Wang Chao only came to Indonesia for three days and did such a big thing. This kind of thing naturally can't hide the hearts and minds, so Tang Zidu knew it in the first place.

“Nice, I killed it.” Wang Chao was very frank in front of Tang Zidu.

Well done. You're my good brother. ”Tang Zidu smiled very brilliantly:“ You did a great job this time. The Chinese merchants were given a warning and the Indonesian military a deterrent. But in the future, you'll do very little good. Assassination of military and political dignitaries is dangerous. Guns are blind. What if one of you is accidentally shot and captured? What if I get shot dead? I only have one brother like you, and you're a boxing archdeacon, a rare talent, and you can't use it for assassinations, and you can't risk it. If you get hurt or get shot to death, this loss is unacceptable to your sister. ”

“It's a shame people like me are dead.” Wang suddenly touched his nose and laughed at himself.

With regard to the relationship between the Indonesian China Chamber of Commerce and Tang Zidu, Wang Chao Min has a clear concept.

On the one hand, Indonesia's millionaires fund Tang Zidu, the venue, and let Tang Zidu train them to be mercenary fighters.

But Tang Zidu held these trained soldiers firmly in his hands. When these Chinese merchants and billionaires need to use their troops, they also need to give power to Tang Zidu to obtain her consent in order to mobilize.

Of course these millionaires are unwilling. So they colluded with the Indonesian military and took an opportunity to capture and execute Tang Zidu in secret and then took control of the army.

This time, Tang Zidu came to know the news, came to discuss it and regained command of the army.

Throughout Indonesia, there are Tang Zidu, nearly 2,000 elite fighters, all veterans, agile, well-armed, with powerful firepower in one color, even the King of Weights and Weights, worth nearly $1 million in the arms market, each bullet, $800, and Barrett sniper guns that can punch armored vehicles a kilometre away.

Each of these fighters is equipped with over $100,000 in weapons and equipment. From naval equipment to army equipment, and their specialty in maritime and surface lizard warfare, they are almost the equivalent of units trained by some countries specifically to carry out beheading operations. Together, the regular army does not necessarily have a chance of winning even when fighting with the regular Indonesian army.

Some regular Indonesian troops, mostly indigenous people with a pole ak, then train a little.

So this is a very powerful force. As long as either side holds it, Indonesia, and even the entire South Ocean, is a giant underground force.

“But if I assassinate this commander of the Indonesian army this time, will it cause any bad shock? What are the consequences?” Wang Chao suddenly asked. “Is there any trouble? ”

“Trouble, of course, but don't worry too much. This is not domestic. Various gang forces, ethnic radical groups, members of opposition parties. Halal, ethnic conflicts, drug lords in Vietnam, drug lords in Europe and North America, indigenous gangs in Indonesia, and spies in East Timor. It's incredibly complex. Indonesia's political axe army was weak and would never dare to carry out large-scale military operations. You don't want to take the domestic situation and set the situation on this side of the South Ocean. Honestly, if it wasn't for the deterrence of the United States Pacific carrier fleet, sister, it wouldn't be possible for me to riot, unite Indonesia's underground forces, and Indonesia's political ax army to do hard work. ”

“The political axe, the army, in the interior of China is too powerful, incredibly powerful, no big gang can survive, shout out to destroy you. This cannot be done by any country. The situation abroad, however, is very different from that in the country. Especially some small countries in crime paradise, don't imagine how powerful a political axe is. As long as you have the strength, you can think of a political axe! In the case of Vietnam, Cambodia, Laos, Myanmar, the guerrillas can overthrow the political axe and make it themselves, as long as they are strong. ”

Wang Chao mocked and laughed: “Looks like I'm going to let go of my mind. ”

“Well, the situation here, you will learn later, now that the Indonesian China Chamber of Commerce has a party, it is a banquet hosting an overseas group of China Central Television International Channel production program. Shelley will accompany you and take my place to meet the Chinese millionaires who do business in Indonesia. ”

“These millionaires are secretly fighting their own battles, and if they take control of this army, their own internal battles will be wiped out. ”

(To be continued)