Chapter 229 Charge

(Well, there are 10,000 words in chapter 4, which is enough sincerity.)

Tang Fang became more suspicious. The alarm facilities in front of him were nothing more than that. But the scene in the backyard was really incomprehensible. Sentinels, snipers, defense robots? This shouldn't appear in an ordinary rich man's house at all. What important things are hidden in this warehouse covering an area of ​​thousands of square meters? As a result, so many guards need to be deployed?

In order to find Tang Yun, Kingsley had to go to see Tang Yun, but he had to figure out the situation before going. If Tang Yun was kidnapped by these people as previously guessed, what if she gets hurt once a conflict arises?

After thinking about it for a while, Tang Fang decided to investigate first, but the backyard is heavily guarded, how can he go in quietly without being discovered?

Just when he was having a hard time, a black cat walked gracefully by the edge of the flowers. With a move in Tang Fang's heart, he summoned a mechanical sentinel and gave the command to activate the "Phantom" skill.

A few seconds later, another "black cat" came out of the flowers, and the two black cats looked at each other for a while, and then the fake real one suddenly let out a shrill meow, and all of its fur exploded. , and ran frantically toward the front yard.

After bluffing the owner away, the phantom "black cat" shook its fur and slipped into the backyard unhurriedly. Under the eyes of the defense robots and sentries, it ran from a camphor tree to the central air-conditioning unit in the warehouse. Then he jumped onto the microwave antenna platform next to the skylight, bent down, squinted his cat's eyes and dozed off.

Several snipers on the roof of the warehouse smiled at each other, and one of them whistled at the kitten. No one thought that this humble kitten was simply a fake.

"Hehehehe." Just as Tang Fang was about to observe the situation inside the warehouse through the kitten's vision, a side door in the backyard opened, and a van and an SUV drove into the warehouse through the door.

"Cackling..." The metal door closed slowly, and the two rows of searchlights on the ceiling of the warehouse that had been turned off turned on with a "snap", illuminating the whole house as bright as day.

The suv stopped first, and the doors opened. Five strong men holding m-505 sabers jumped down in succession. Frag grenades, communicators, camouflage vests, and a whole lot of military equipment. But what surprised Tang Fang was that judging from the behavior and conversation habits of these people, they were not army soldiers, but rather gang members who got government arms from nowhere.

The front hatch of the cargo compartment opened, and a white man with a black cloth on his head and a cigarette in his mouth jumped down, gestured to the people getting on and off the SUV, and then came to the back of the cargo compartment, leaning his head to scan the irises instrument.

"Crack." There was a soft sound, and the safety lock popped open. The white man grabbed the handle and pulled it out.

The compartment door was wide open.

"The defense is so tight, what is it inside?" Tang Fang was puzzled.

Soon, reality gave the answer. After the white man opened the car door, he took a few steps back. Then he said in a cold voice with a sullen face, "Come down."

One, two, three, four... about a dozen people got off the car one after another. They are all young people, regardless of race, men and women, judging from their appearance. The oldest person is no more than 20 years old, and most of them are teenagers between the ages of 16-19.

All of them lowered their heads, their hair was disheveled, their clothes were wrinkled, and their complexions were not very good. It looked like they had traveled a long distance. The body is a bit overwhelmed. A few of the less courageous girls couldn't help shivering, with tears dripping down their pale faces. A few more courageous boys got out of the car and looked around in a daze, looking at their surroundings with apprehension.

Several men with guns who got on and off the SUV were distributed around, watching every move of a dozen young people with cold expressions.

"One, don't make loud noises. Two, don't use your brains. Three, be obedient." The white man with a black cloth on his head took a few puffs of his cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out, and then pointed Looking at a young man who was hung on an iron frame at the other end of the warehouse and covered in scars, he said, "Otherwise, this is what will happen to you."

The girls trembled even more, almost unable to stand still. One of the girls with a hairpin on her head gritted her teeth and asked in a trembling voice, "What are you going to do? I...I want to go home, please." Please, let us go."

A gloomy look flashed in the Caucasian man's eyes, and he walked up to the girl in a few steps, raised and lowered his hands, shaking his hands like a slap: "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I just said?"

"Slap." A very loud slap, the girl was already in a state of fright and was weak, the white man slapped her down and knocked her down to the ground, instantly a red palm print appeared on her face.

"Get up." He slapped the girl to the ground, and the white man snorted coldly: "Get up right now, right now."

"Woooo..." The girl is not very old, she is only about 16 years old. She was very scared in her heart and was on the verge of collapse. She was suddenly slapped. Completely submerged, in such a state, it is very rare not to faint from fright, so stand up immediately? It's not possible at all.

"You don't have ears, do you?" The white man narrowed his eyes, his gaze was as cold as a snake, he pulled out a whip from behind with his backhand, and approached the girl who was sobbing softly on the ground.

"Wait." At this moment, a half-grown man with dark skin walked out of the crowd, walked up to the trembling girl, and stopped the white man with his arms open: "Her body is too weak, it is difficult Stand up by yourself, but please rest assured, I will help her."

"Cut." The white man sneered: "Boy, do you want a hero to save the beauty? I think you've watched too many movies." After speaking, his face sank, and he shook his hand like a whip.

The middle-aged man was of decent physical fitness, and the moment the white man made a move, he sold his back directly to him.

"Crack." There was a loud whip, and a mark was worn on the crumpled shirt. The half-child grunted and staggered for a while. He didn't look back, walked up to the girl, gritted his teeth and helped her up.

"Hmph." The white man's face flashed with anger, and he raised the whip in his hand again. The half-baby's behavior made him very unhappy. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that the two in front of him were dazzling. This is a cruel world, and heroes are always short-lived ghosts.

"Wembley, stop. If you beat them to death, the boss will not be able to explain it. What's more troublesome is to dispose of the corpse." At this time, a thin man in charge of security grabbed the white man's wrist: " Have you forgotten what happened last time?"

"It's cheaper for you." Wembley glanced at the dying young man on the iron frame behind him, then turned to the two guards at the warehouse door and said, "Go get them something to eat." Then he turned to the dozen or so teenagers in front of him. The men and women tilted their heads: "Come with me."

After experiencing the previous scene, the white man named Wembley has already become the devil in everyone's heart. If you resist, you will be beaten, and there are armed guards nearby. Most people have already been petrified, and the only thought in their minds is to obey, so as not to anger him.

Wembley took several people to a separate row of prisons in the north of the warehouse hall and stood there. After pressing the switch on the wall, the high-voltage current subsided, and the iron bars opened with a click: "Go in."

The middle-aged man led the girl into the cell first, and other young men and women filed in. Then, Wembley pressed the switch on the wall again. The iron fence was slowly closed, and the power grid resumed operation.

Tang Fang saw all the scenes that happened in the warehouse. Through the light in the room, he also saw that besides the cell where the dozen or so young men and women were being held, there were several other cells next to it. It can be vaguely seen that some teenagers are also imprisoned inside.

What the hell is this guy doing? Robber? Or an even worse human organ trafficking organization? Judging from the defense force of the villa and the weapons in their hands, it is obvious that this is a group of repeat offenders. From the conversation between Wembley and the thin man, it can be seen that the hands of this group of guys are not clean, I am afraid that they are all thugs with bloody hands.

Kingsley was probably far from being just a street gangster as recorded in the police department's criminal file. Greedy thief. Will there be Tang Yun among the detainees in the cell? From what happened just now, it is not difficult to see that these people are arresting young men and women, and Tang Yun just turned 16 this month, which is very in line with their selection criteria.

"Huh..." He exhaled heavily, and Tang Fang told Aross and the others what he saw through the black cat.

"A bunch of bastards!" Claire bit her lip and cursed, "Damn them all!"

"I didn't intend to let them live through today." Tang Fang said coldly: "The location of the snipers on the warehouse roof has been found out, and those patrol posts are not a concern. However, it will expose their identities, so it is better for everyone to cover their faces .”

"Indeed, the kidnappers can be killed and silenced, but those children can't do the same." Several people nodded, and hugged their heads and faces with their clothes one after another. Only one pair of eyes was exposed.

"Wait, it's not good to attack hard." Aros held down Haosen who was about to move, and frowned: "There are a lot of robbers, there are defense robots, and there are snipers. With their ability, it is absolutely impossible to defend against it, but what if these crazy guys take the young men and women in the cell as hostages?"

"Indeed." Grant nodded: "It would be bad if those children were hurt."

"It's okay, I have my own sense of proportion." He had already considered the two people's concerns. The kidnappers had hostages in their hands. Generally speaking, there was really no good way to do it.

If there is a human unit "ghost agent", everything is easy to talk about, but unfortunately, the ghost academy has not been unlocked and cannot be produced. For this reason, he thought of another way.

After appeasing the two, Tang Fang immediately turned his attention to the system space, clicked on the light and shadow council in the Protoss base, pressed the shortcut key, and began to study the fanatic's "charge" skill.

Once with "Charge", the Zealot will gain the ability to teleport similar to the Stalker. By performing "Charge", the zealot can turn into a stream of pure energy, rush to the enemy at an extremely fast speed, and launch an attack. The enemies are ordinary people, and the battle should end quickly to avoid hostage-taking incidents.

The "Charge" skill, combined with the fanatic's super skill, is just used to deal with the snipers on the roof of the warehouse.

Resource value dropped from 315255, 77855 to 313255, 75855. It costs 2000 crystals and 2000 gas. But to Tang Fang now, this is all trivial. As long as Tang Yun can be rescued safely, even if he spends 20,000 crystals and 20,000 gas, he will never blink.

"Everything is ready." Soon, the research on "Charge" was completed, and Tang Fang nodded to Aros and the others.

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