AWB Chapter 524 Show Them Some Color
Chapter 524 Show Them Some Color
After hearing what Lao Dao said, the two men nodded, although there were still doubts in their eyes.
Qi Tongwei looked at them blankly, forced a smile, and then greeted them with a smile.
However, what greeted him was a group of people staring at him with eager eyes, as if they wanted to see through him.
Several dedicated special forces actors finally realized that something was wrong.
One of the burly special forces soldiers' eyes widened instantly, as if he was extremely frightened. His face flushed red, veins popped on his forehead, and he acted like crazy, shouting loudly: "This is wrong, where the hell is this?"
As he spoke, he waved his arms with great amplitude.
The other special forces soldier wasn't to be outdone. His eyes were filled with fear and anger. He took a step forward, pointed at the man in front of him, and said in a trembling yet loud voice, "What are you going to do to us? Where are you sending us?"
His body was trembling slightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress his inner panic, but at the same time trying to appear extremely irritable.
Another special forces soldier was even more exaggerated. His eyes were almost spitting fire. He rushed towards Qi Tongwei, shoving Qi Tongwei's shoulders with both hands, and cursed viciously: "Qi, you piece of shit! You will die a horrible death. You lied to us!"
His expression was distorted by anger, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. He looked as if he had really been tricked by Qi Tongwei into this dangerous place.
Qi Tongwei shook his head helplessly, his face still calm, but there was a hint of imperceptible cunning in his eyes.
He said: "I am not lying to you, this place is indeed full of gold, but whether you can get the gold is another matter."
Lao Dao had just had his motorcycle destroyed, and he was furious and in a very bad mood.
Seeing these people so arrogant, his anger was immediately ignited, like dry wood meeting fire.
Without saying a word, he immediately picked up a stick and rushed towards them.
The stick was waved in his hand, creating a whistling sound that sounded like his angry roar.
Qi Tongwei narrowed his eyes slightly.
He knew that Lao Dao was angry now, so he couldn't force him at this time and could only act according to the circumstances.
The special forces soldier was not at all panicked when he saw Lao Dao rushing towards him.
He immediately tensed all his muscles, like a cheetah ready for battle.
While in the army, they received various special training, including how to effectively reduce the pain of being hit when facing attacks.
He quickly adjusted his breathing, making it even and deep, which was a key step in preventing injury when being beaten.
His feet were slightly apart, standing firmly on the ground, with his body's center of gravity very low, like a big tree rooted in the ground, not easily knocked down.
When Lao Dao swung his stick towards him, he did not dodge, but cleverly turned sideways and let the stick pass by him.
At the same time, he used his arms to protect his vital parts, and the muscles in his arms were tense and as hard as iron.
Lao Dao became even angrier when he saw that his stick missed the target. He raised the stick again and swept it towards the special forces soldier's legs.
Seeing this, the special forces soldier quickly raised his legs and used his calves to block.
His calf muscles tightened instantly, like a layer of tough armor.
Although it was still painful when the stick hit his leg, he was able to reduce a lot of the impact through the cushioning of his muscles.
The other special forces were not idle either. They surrounded him, keeping a close eye on Lao Dao's every move, ready to help at any time.
Their bodies are also in a tense state, ready to deal with possible emergencies.
Lao Dao attacked several times in succession, but failed to cause much damage to the special forces soldier. His breathing became a little rapid, and the anger in his heart burned even more vigorously.
He didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary person would have such strong coping ability.
Although the special forces soldier successfully resisted Lao Dao's attack, a look of pain appeared on his face.
After all, Lao Dao's attack was very powerful, and even though he used the skills he learned in the army, he still suffered some injuries.
Several people were hit hard several times. The sticks made a dull sound when they hit their bodies, and each hit made their bodies tremble slightly.
After a while, many red marks were left on their bodies, and those red marks were like little winding snakes lying on the skin.
Qi Tongwei watched from the side, observing the condition of several people calmly. Seeing that they were only superficial scars, he also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, this degree of injury would not damage the internal organs and would not affect their subsequent actions.
Qi Tongwei knew that he had to do something to appease Lao Dao's emotions at this time, while also continuing to maintain his disguise.
So he pretended to be angry and walked over, with just the right amount of anger in his eyes.
He walked up to the special forces soldiers, paused for a moment, as if he was gathering his anger, and then lightly kicked one of them twice.
Those two kicks seemed to be exerting force, but in fact, there was not much strength, they were just for show.
He kicked and scolded loudly: "Be quiet for a moment, do you know whose territory you are on now? Do you need me to teach you how to do things?"
There was an unquestionable majesty in his voice, like a real bad guy teaching his disobedient subordinates a lesson.
The four special forces soldiers pretended to be frightened, their bodies curled up as if they were extremely frightened.
They lowered their heads, not daring to look up at Qi Tongwei, their eyes filled with fear and anxiety.
One of the special forces soldiers was still trembling slightly, as if Qi Tongwei's scolding had frightened him to the extreme.
Another special forces soldier whispered, "Brother, we know we were wrong, and we won't do it again."
There was a hint of crying in his voice, like a child who had made a mistake begging for forgiveness from an adult.
Qi Tongwei snorted after hearing this and said, "I hope you really know you're wrong. If you cause me trouble again, it won't be this simple."
His eyes swept over several people, as if warning them.
Lao Dao watched this scene from the side, and his mood eased a little.
He felt that Qi Tongwei was relatively reliable, at least he knew how to discipline his subordinates.
He threw the stick aside and said, "Aqi, you'd better take care of your people. You won't be so lucky next time."
Qi Tongwei nodded and bowed quickly, saying, "Brother Dao, don't worry, I will definitely discipline them. I'm really sorry for causing you trouble today."
Lao Dao asked someone to arrange a rest area for Qi Tongwei and four other special forces soldiers.
After hearing the order, the subordinates took Qi Tongwei and others towards the rest area.
As Qi Tongwei walked, he quietly observed the surrounding environment, secretly memorizing the layout and personnel distribution here in his mind.
Lao Dao hadn't completely let go of his doubts about Qi Tongwei. He frowned and asked, "Have you done all the tests?"
There was a scrutinizing tone in his voice, and his eyes were fixed on Qi Tongwei, as if trying to find the answer from his expression.
Qi Tongwei's heart tightened, but his face remained calm.
He took out a stack of crumpled medical examination reports from his bag. The reports looked like they had been crumpled and unfolded, and there were stains on some parts.
He handed it over and said, "Brother Long asked me to get this. He said you guys need this."
Lao Dao took the report and looked through it carefully for a while.
His eyes swept over every line and every piece of data in the report, as if he was looking for some important information.
After a while, he looked up at Qi Tongwei, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "You didn't do it?"
There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, as if he was a little surprised that Qi Tongwei did not undergo a check-up.
Qi Tongwei said with a forced smile, "There's no need for me to do this kind of inspection. I'm just a staff member, so I won't get involved in this."
He tried to resolve the issue in a relaxed tone, but in his mind he was thinking about Lao Dao's possible next reaction.
Lao Dao shook his head. He put the report aside, crossed his arms over his chest, and said, "This basic check can be done. In case of any accidents, we have your information in our database and can alert you immediately. Don't you agree?"
His words sounded like he was thinking of Qi Tongwei, but Qi Tongwei knew that this so-called "care" was not that simple. In this organ trafficking ring, the examinations were probably done to screen suitable organ donors.
Qi Tongwei showed a hint of hesitation on his face. He scratched his head and said, "Brother Dao, is this really necessary? I'm in good health, and I don't plan to stay here for too long."
He tried to find excuses to avoid putting himself in this dangerous inspection.
Lao Dao smiled, and there was an unquestionable determination in that smile.
He said, "Ah Qi, you have to know that here, everyone has to follow the rules. This checkup isn't difficult; it's just a blood draw and a simple body scan. It's quick. And this is for your own good. If anything happens to you here, we'll be prepared."
Suddenly, Qi Tongwei heard a shrill scream that broke the silent air. The sound was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into the eardrum.
Lao Dao's expression changed instantly, and his already serious face was filled with gloom. He frowned and said, "Why are you making so much noise? Didn't you handle it properly?"
There was clear annoyance in his voice, like a grouch who had been disturbed.
One of his men immediately stepped forward in fear, his body trembling slightly, not daring to look directly at Lao Dao. He said cautiously, "No, it's the woman who woke up. The anesthetic has worn off."
His voice was very low, as if he was afraid that any louder voice would cause more trouble.
After hearing this, Lao Dao waved his hand impatiently, his action as casual and indifferent as if he was shooing away a fly.
He said, "Keep what's usable, and dispose of what's unusable. Do I need to repeat this to you? Don't you know what to do?"
There was no trace of compassion in his words, as if he were discussing an insignificant item.
The man nodded immediately, his head nodding as fast as a chicken pecking at rice, and said, "Okay, we'll take care of it right away."
A trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He was obviously accustomed to such cruel things, but he was still instinctively afraid of Lao Dao's anger.
When Qi Tongwei heard their conversation, a strong anger surged in his heart, but he knew that he could not expose it, so he could only endure it.
He feigned curiosity and asked, "Dealt with it? Killed directly?"
There was a hint of surprise in his voice, and his eyes were fixed on Lao Dao, wanting to see his reaction.
Lao Dao looked at Qi Tongwei coldly, as if he was looking at an ignorant child.
He said nonchalantly, "It's just a container for storing organs. Once the organs are taken out, the container is naturally useless."
His words were like a cold stone, hitting Qi Tongwei's heart heavily, making him realize more deeply the cruelty and ruthlessness of this organ trafficking gang.
Qi Tongwei's room is on the second floor. He was introduced by Long Can and can move freely in most areas of the base.
He walked out of the room and began to move freely in the base. On the surface, he seemed relaxed, but in fact, every cell in his body was on alert.
His eyes were like those of a sharp eagle, observing everything around him calmly.
He walked through a long corridor. The lights on the walls were dim, flickering from time to time, as if telling of the eerie nature of the place.
He heard some faint noises coming from the next room, like someone groaning in pain, or the sound of instruments colliding.
He wanted to get closer to check it out, but was afraid of arousing suspicion, so he could only silently memorize the location of the room in his mind.
He felt that several pairs of eyes were staring at him, and those gazes were like sharp arrows hidden in the darkness, which could shoot at him at any time.
He knew he had to be careful not to let the enemy discover his true purpose.
He pretended nothing had happened and continued to stroll around the base, occasionally stopping to chat with some people who looked like ordinary staff members, trying to get some useful information from them.
He saw some people in white coats walking hurriedly by, pushing some small carts filled with medical equipment. The carts were covered with some cloth, and he didn't know what was hidden underneath.
Qi Tongwei guessed that it might be something related to organ harvesting or storage.
He wanted to follow them to see what was happening, but was afraid of exposing himself, so he could only watch them disappear at the end of the corridor.
At a corner, he found a surveillance camera.
He took a look calmly and continued walking forward, but in his mind he was thinking about the surveillance layout of this base.
He knew that in order to successfully scout the enemy situation, he must first understand the distribution of these surveillance systems so that he could find the blind spots of surveillance and conduct a more in-depth investigation.