Sister, you miss me

Sun Desheng said in a huff: "Team Yang, assign tasks."

Yang Feng nodded and briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter.

Sun Desheng summed up: "Isn't it just an exchange of hostages? It's a sledgehammer."

Xin Dongfang shook his head: "Old Sun, what you think is too simple. I heard that Weilong is extremely vicious. Even if we return him, he may order his men to kill us."

"What's the matter, are we making tofu?" Lan Xiang said with disdain.

Yang Feng shook his head: "We despise the enemy tactically and value the enemy strategically. They can make our 200 fully armed personnel seem to have evaporated, and their strength should not be underestimated."

"Team Yang, just tell me what to do, we'll all listen to you." Sun Desheng said.

Yang Feng nodded: "In the first step, let's take the hostages out first, and then agree on the transaction location with the other party."

Xin Dongfang thought carefully, and said: "Team Yang, can we negotiate terms with the other party! We returned the hostages, but they just opened the gap in the encirclement circle, which is too passive for us."

Yang Feng sighed softly: "The problem is, we lack the bargaining chip now!"

The cabin suddenly fell into silence. At this moment, we were indeed a little stubborn.

Yang Feng suddenly said: "That's what I think. Our team is divided into two groups. You will be in a group of four, and I will be in a group. By then, you will be in the dark, and we will cooperate with each other."

Xin Dongfang was the first to nod his head: "That's good, if anything goes wrong, you won't be smashed by the enemy."

Sun Desheng did not object.

Xin Dongfang asked another question: "What about the hostage named Weilong?"

"I'll take it." Yang Feng said.No plan to discuss with them.

At four in the morning, the plane landed at the military airport in Kunming.

Five people stepped off the plane, and someone had greeted him.

A middle-aged man in casual clothes was followed by a young policeman.

"You are Mr. Yang Feng, I am Han Xiangzhang." The middle-aged man politely stretched out his hand and greeted him with a smile.

Yang Feng thought for a while, and shook it with him. Seeing that this person was well maintained, even if he was a pampered fellow, his first impression was not good.

Han Xiangzhang didn't care. Who is Yang Feng? I'm afraid that the entire Huaxia will be in the eyes of him, and there are not many people!

So, his mentality is quite good.

"Xiaofeng, since you are the son-in-law of Anti-Tian, ​​we are not outsiders, this is really..."

Yang Feng said lightly: "Let's make a long story short."

Han Xiangzhang was fine, but the policeman next to him couldn't stand it anymore. He didn't know Yang Feng and was very disgusted with his attitude, so he mumbled: "Director Han, what's the matter with this man, it's just a special soldier, is it amazing?"

"Xiaozhou, silence me." Han Xiangzhang glared at the guard before saying, "According to Xiaofeng."

Then, his gaze fell on Sun Desheng several people, "Just you?"

Sun Desheng was unwilling to say: "We all fight one hundred against one hundred, know if not."

Xiaozhou police had only contempt in his eyes.

Han Xiangzhang couldn't say anything, so he said, "Xiao Feng, don't you plan to introduce it to me?"

Yang Feng pointed to the four people, expressionless: "A, B, C, Ding."

Huh!

The four-person boss is not happy, well, even the name is gone, only the code name is left.

Also, A, B, C, D, isn't it a code name for passers-by?

Han Xiangzhang just smiled bitterly, "Well, let's get started and follow me."

A group of people got into Han Xiangzhang's Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle, and there was a cave in it.

There is a young policewoman with a devilish face and a devilish figure, and two sturdy special police officers wearing black t-shirts, camouflage pants and tactical boots. These are not the point. The point is the guy who is heavily fettered and has a shabby face.

The guy has a short stature, a blue dragon on his bald head, and a dark complexion. At first glance, he looks like the complexion baked by the sun in Southeast Asia.

There is no need to introduce it at all, this fellow is the Veyron.

Even in the face of Yang Feng, Sun Desheng and others, Weilong still looked like he didn't raise his eyelids.

At this moment, Yang Feng looked at Weilong coldly, while Sun Desheng and others looked at the beautiful policewoman for a moment.

Yang Feng is because his heart is on Tong Xiaofei, otherwise, he will find that the figure and face of this policewoman is almost similar to Tong Yan.

Han Xiangzhang cleared his throat and said, "Xiao Feng, let me introduce you. This is the little girl Han Xue."

Yang Feng just nodded at Han Xue, and his eyes fell on Weilong's head again.

"Director Han, time is urgent, we are going to take this Changyu away now."

"Oh, huh?" Han Xiangzhang's eyes widened, "What Changyu?"

Yang Feng squeezed the terrible meat of Weilong, "Isn't this what Changyu dry red wine?"

Han Xiangzhang and the others were all taken aback, and Han Xue couldn't help but laugh.

Weilong was angry: "Asshole, my name is Weilong, not Changyu, not dry red wine."

When this guy was angry, his eyes spit fire, and the blue veins on his neck bulged, and he looked like a guy with a fiery personality.

And Yang Feng's misunderstanding of his name seemed to make him more angry than killing him.

"Go!" Yang Feng directly knocked his head, "I can tell if you are from Changyu or Weilong."

"Ah..." Weilong cried out, tears in his eyes, "I say it again, I'm called dry red, I'm not a wine."

Yang Feng sneered: "Look, someone admits that they are dry red, and dry red is not wine?"

If it wasn't for the serious case, if it wasn't for the life or death of a large number of our comrades, Han Xiangzhang would have laughed with their belly.

Even so, everyone endured very hard.

Seeing the joking expressions and mocking eyes, Weilong roared: "Asshole, which part of you are you, it doesn't matter if you stimulate me, but someone will die because of it."

Snapped!

Yang Feng slapped forehand.

Weilong was stunned.

However, Yang Feng did not stop, another backhand.

Snapped!

"You, do you dare to beat me, your people have been imprisoned for so long, each one is delicious and polite, you dare to beat me, do you know what the consequences are?"

"Oh, I'm so scared to death. You are so awesome!" Yang Feng changed his words and said coldly, "Your stupid spirit is really overwhelming."

"I want to complain to you, according to international conventions, I..."

Yang Feng quietly stared at the dim pupils of the servant, and slowly, Weilong's voice lowered, and he took the initiative to stagger his eyes with Weilong.

"Weilong, right? I tell you, if you want to complain, I can, and wait until you can return to the country alive."

Having said this, Yang Feng waved his hand: "A, B, C, D, take that Changyu away for me."

Sun Desheng and others felt aggrieved for a while, saying that the boss, in front of beautiful women, somehow let people leave a name.

And Weilong is about to collapse. He has no idea whether Yang Feng has amnesia. He even wondered if he had a wrong memory. He was originally called Changyu?

"stop."

When several people moved to the door, they were stopped by Han Xue.

Sun Desheng quickly turned around: "Beautiful...beauty, what's your order?"

Huang He and Lan Xiang also looked at them eagerly.

Xin Dongfang was a little normal, but he couldn't help but look twice.

This Han Xue is indeed the best among women, with white skin and big eyes, and an oversized chest, but his waist is like a beam, and his legs are more than one meter long.

Such a woman, even in the city of beauty like clouds, is still a leader, not to mention the big soldiers of these sows Sai Diaochan.

It's just that Han Xue didn't lie to them, and looked at Yang Feng with a pair of wonderful eyes, "The people are ours, you can take them away, but, for the specific action plan, we should at least have the right to know!"

Yang Feng didn't have the time to take care of this arrogant secretary's eldest, waved his hand: "Naive." Then he got out of the car.

Yang Feng tied the Veyron to the iron box and piloted the plane himself.

Weilong said without fear: "Boy, what is your name?"

Yang Feng ignored it, and skillfully controlled the transport plane and ascended into the night sky.

"Your kid is a special soldier, yes, yes, is this going to send me back?"

Yang Feng still ignored him.

"Hehe, the plane will also fly, and I have a bad temper. I don't know Lianxiangxiyu. It's not bad. I like it. Why don't you do it with me?"

Weilong proposed.