Chapter 1109: A Suicide Attack

Chapter 1109: A Suicide Attack

Fatty Li's mouth squirmed a bit. He had a lot of questions to ask Yang Ming, but he still didn't ask. He didn't know why Yang Ming was so sure that there was only one person nearby, but Yang Ming could kill the outside target with a single shot, which was enough to prove that Yang Ming was not simple.

However, when Yang Ming had already sat up, Fatty Li was not really afraid anymore. He sat up and looked at the dead body of the man who was killed by Yang Ming. He was shocked. There was an angry expression on his face, "Motherf*cker, it really is Hei Lao San!"

"Do you know him?" Yang Ming glanced at the body on the ground.

"He is a valiant underling under Hei Lao San called the Poisonous Scorpion. He has not been pleasing to the eye for a long time. I did not expect him to be killed by you, bro!" Fatty Li was excited as he spoke until this point.

"It is nothing," said Yang Ming faintly. "He just didn't have a chance to make a move. He died in a grievance."

Yang Ming did not deliberately deify and advertise himself. In fact, even if he made the move, the person would die too.

When Fatty Li noticed that Yang Ming didn't care much about the compliment, he no longer mentioned Yang Ming making the shot. He quickly started the car and apologized, "I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing. This Hei Lao San, I will never let him go."

"He chose this time to do it. He must have confidence this time." Yang Ming was very open to these things. Since he encountered it, there was no need to blame anyone. Fatty Li helped his illegal immigration, and he was in trouble. It was not Fatty Li's wish for the problem to arise, so Yang Ming could only help him solve these problems as much as possible.

"That is true. It seems we have to be more careful." Fatty Li nodded and said, "I don't know if I can persist until the city. If we can persist until the city, there is no problem."

The car sped along on the muddy road. The performance of the off-road vehicle could only be utilized fully on this kind of road. In the city, the performance difference between the off-road vehicle and the sedan was not great.

Yang Ming was not as leisurely as he was at the beginning. He was full of vigilance against his environment. Apparently, Wang Xiaoyan had also entered a state preparing for a fight. She held her lipstick pistol in her hands.

"Is there supposed to be a roadblock checking cars in front?" Yang Ming asked suddenly.

"What? Roadblock? Checking cars?" Fatty Li asked in surprise, "Where?"

"It's not far up ahead." As Yang Ming finished his sentence, he added, "My eyesight is better than others. You can't see it now."

"Roadblock?" Li Fat suddenly frowned. For Yang Ming, Fatty Li had no doubts. After all, Yang Ming wouldn't make such a joke for fun.

In theory, Vietnam is very loose about the foreigners who came here through illegal immigration. In any case, foreigners mostly come here to spend. Vietnam would rather welcome them and rarely checked for illegal immigration.

After all, it was not a country with a strong economy like in Europe and America. No one will come to settle down in a developing country.

"There is a problem." Fatty Li shook his head. With his intuition, he had already noticed something unusual. Fatty Li had a very good relationship with the local authorities; otherwise, he couldn't get a license plate for military vehicles. If the other party had a large-scale inspection, Fatty Li was unlikely not to have any news at all!

If they were not checking for illegal immigration, there was no need to set a roadblock here. Since it was not an important traffic route at all, there would be no one here except for the cars that picked up the customers on the illegal immigration ship.

Yang Ming shrugged. He was unfamiliar with the environment here, but Fatty Li said there was a problem, so it must be a problem.

"I will find some ways to rush over, but if I can't rush over, we will probably fight." Fatty Li clenched his teeth and said, "You are my guests. There is no need to take risks with me. This is my private grievance with Hei Lao San, so you should get off here. I will call Old Keng to fetch you then?"

"Let's go together." Yang Ming waved his hand and smiled. "If something happens to you, who do we look for as we are heading toward Africa?"

"Oh..." Although Yang Ming's reason was somewhat reasonable, Fatty Li also knew that going to Africa did not necessarily require him. With Fang Tian's network, it was possible to find another channel.

However, Yang Ming's current thought was really to protect Fatty Li! Yang Ming also knew that Fatty Li was not the only channel. Fang Tian could still find others, but time did not wait. Since he had followed Fatty Li to Vietnam, it was better to be safer. Otherwise, it would take some time to reconnect with a channel to connect to Africa.

Knowing that Yang Ming wouldn't get off, Fatty Li didn't persuade anymore. He put a siren on the car and switched on the alarm signal. If it were a general car check, then Fatty Li's military vehicle with the siren should be released directly. However, if someone deliberately set the roadblock, then it would be hard to say.

Fatty Li also understood that the three people couldn't stay in the jungle. Hei Lao San's man, Poisonous Scorpion, was killed by Yang Ming. If Hei Lao San had not received news from Poisonous Scorpion for a long time, and Fatty Li did not appear at the roadblock, then it was very likely that someone would advance to the jungle. The final result would be that all three people were discovered.

Therefore, Fatty Li suggested Yang Ming and Wang Xiaoyan stay behind, and he would just barge out. However, Yang Ming was with him now, so Fatty Li was more steadfast deep down in his heart. The valiant strength displayed by Yang Ming had completely conquered Fatty Li's heart at the moment. He was also a person who lived on the tip of the knife. Yang Ming's display of calmness, accurate shooting, and sharpness of judgment made it difficult for Fatty Li to associate Yang Ming with his age.

Fatty Li was already more than forty years old. In front of Yang Ming, he could actually be regarded as the senior generation, but Fatty Li did not consider Yang Ming as a junior.

Fang Tian's friend is really extraordinary! This was also Fatty Li's heartfelt feelings.

They drove for a distance, and Fatty Li also saw the siren in front. It should be the roadblock that Yang Ming said. Although he was surprised how Yang Ming discovered it, he did not ask much. People like Fang Tian always had some extraordinary strength.

"Didi..." Fatty Li continually pressed the horn while speeding up, trying to cross the roadblock in front.

At this time, it was already faintly visible that four or five people were standing in the roadblock. Behind these people, there was a military truck with canvas parked. It was hard to determine how many people were inside.

However, Yang Ming got it clearly. There were two guys in the truck, each holding a rocket launcher!

What is this place? Yang Ming felt a chill creep on him upon seeing this scene.* I'm not Elder You. If I am bombarded, it is immediately a game over.*

"F*ck!" Fatty Li apparently saw the military truck. At the moment, the truck was in the middle of the road. His car could not possibly charge over it. The forest was next to him. It was impossible to drive there. Fatty Li's forehead was filled with sweat suddenly.

"Stop the car!" Yang Ming said decisively.

"Zi-" The screech due to the friction of the brake pads was exceptionally distinct in the night sky, but there was still a distance from the roadblock ahead, which should be inaudible over that side.

"What should I do?" Fatty Li clenched his teeth. At this time, he could only listen to Yang Ming's command. He had no idea of his own other than a hard fight.

"Let me think about it." Yang Ming didn't seem to be anxious. After all, there weren't many people in front, but it was only seven. Yang Ming was not afraid. What really made Yang Ming afraid was indeed the rocket launchers in the hands of the two people in the military truck!

"If the car is gone, would you feel bad?" Yang Ming glanced at the Toyota 4500 they were riding in and asked Fatty Li.

"It's good enough to keep our lives. Why would I feel bad for a car?" Fatty Li shook his head with a smile. "The key question is whether or not we are keeping the car, we can't run away..."

"Remove all the useful things in the car and leave the rest to me." Yang Ming nodded and informed Fatty Li. It seemed Fatty Li was not a stingy person. He didn't care much about these worldly possessions.

"You... Alright!" Fatty Li wanted to say something but found that he really couldn't help out on anything. Now, there was nowhere to go. If he could survive this tight situation, it would be better.

Fatty Li was not a pretentious person. As he did this line of work until he gained his current fame in the northern region, he already anticipated that his enemy would confront him at the door.

So at this moment, Fatty Li could also be calm. If worst comes to worst, it would be death. Only now, with the emergence of Yang Ming, everything became possible. In this case, who would be willing to die? Every bit of hope counts.

When Fatty Li was busy moving things, Wang Xiaoyan walked over to Yang Ming. "What do you want to do?"

"I am going to drive over. Before they take action against me, I will shoot and detonate the truck's fuel tank." Yang Ming did not hide and spoke of his plan.

"It's too dangerous! It's a suicide attack!" Yang Ming's voice just fell, and Wang Xiaoyan screamed, "What if they have the same purpose?"

"Or what else can we do?" Yang Ming smiled bitterly, "We can't just wait to die."

"But... or, I will accompany you!" Wang Xiaoyan hesitated and said.

"No need." Yang Ming shook his head. "It doesn't make sense. With that, I still have to take care of you. Well, the fatty has finished moving. I am leaving. If I stay too long, the people over there will suspect."

"I am going!" Wang Xiaoyan gritted her lip and said firmly.

"No!" Yang Ming said coldly, "If you don't want me to die, just wait here for me to come back."

"I..." Wang Xiaoyan still wanted to say something, but Yang Ming had turned around and prepared to get in the car.

"Stop hesitating. If you are not at ease, we will f*ck once in the car. When I am dead, you can have my baby." Yang Ming smiled and said ridiculously.

"You... even joke at this time!" Wang Xiaoyan's face blushed. The atmosphere eased a lot. As she was waiting for something to say, Fatty Li had finished everything over there.

"Brother, they are well prepared!" Fatty Li also understood that Yang Ming must be doing something very dangerous. His face was dignified and said, "I'm not going to say anything extra. If you can escape this time, I will owe you a life!"

Yang Ming smiled and got in the car, fearing that Wang Xiaoyan would go back on her words. Hence, he quickly started the car and drove forward.

To be honest, Yang Ming's calm was actually just to comfort Wang Xiaoyan. At this moment, his heart was still very nervous. After all, he was performing such a difficult move for the first time.

The range of the rocket launcher was obviously much larger than that of the pistol. In other words, within a certain distance, Yang Ming couldn't kill his opponent, but the other party could easily deal with him.

Yang Ming held the steering wheel in one hand and held a pistol in the other. His palm was drenched with sweat. Yang Ming only kept wiping it on his clothes to avoid slipping when holding the pistol.

The effective range of the pistol is generally fifty meters. The maximum range is only about one hundred meters. However, after more than fifty meters, it is difficult to ensure the accuracy of the bullet's trajectory.

Yang Ming could not shoot at a distance of fifty meters. The effective range of the small rocket launcher, on the other hand, was at least two hundred meters. Therefore, the opponent would probably shoot first before Yang Ming could make it to fifty meters from the target.

Yang Ming took the effort when he was driving to initiate the first shot outside the car. He wouldn't care regardless of whether the other party could hear the sound. Right now, the exchange of gunfire between the two sides was basically obvious. The other party must understand Fatty Li's disparity.

This long period where Poisonous Scorpion did not contact Hei Lao San had already explained the problem.

Yang Ming had been watching the direction and approximate distance of the bullet with his side gaze. Yang Ming needed to remember the bullet's trajectory and the maximum range after the gun was shot at fifty meters as soon as possible.

Generally speaking, the bullet trajectories shot by the same pistol were similar. Yang Ming only needed to find out the pattern of one of the shots. The following step would be easier. He just needed to aim at the target in the direction of the bullet trajectory.

Three hundred meters - Yang Ming's breathing became rushed. This was actually toying with life. Yang Ming had to be nervous. Because his initial assassination was a one-sided slaughter, it did not have such a critical moment.

Two hundred meters - Yang Ming did not mind the reaction of the other people at the roadblock, but always paid attention to the movement of the two people in the truck who had the rocket launchers.

Fortunately, it seemed that they had no intention of firing. This relieved Yang Ming anxiety, but he did not dare to be negligent. Who knows what kind of changes may occur?

One hundred and fifty meters - Yang Ming saw a person at the roadblock picking up a phone call, then his face suddenly became gloomy. Later, he shouted a few Vietnamese words that Yang Ming could not comprehend to the people inside the military truck. In a swift moment, the two people in the truck raised the rocket launchers at the same time, standing at the window of the truck awning, ready to aim.

Yang Ming's heart was suddenly shocked. His heart was in his throat! Although he didn't know what was said on the person's phone, it was certain that it should be related to the death of Poisonous Scorpion!

The death of Poisonous Scorpion angered the people here, prompting them to resolve the battle with the rocket launchers before the car came over.

One hundred and fifty meters - It was not yet in the pistol's effective range! Although Yang Ming could jump off now, all his efforts would be wasted. In this unknown country and unknown jungle, Yang Ming was not the opponent of the other person.

Yang Ming could not fight the hot weapon in their hands with his mortal body.

One hundred and forty meters... one hundred and thirty meters... One of the men holding the rocket launchers moved and seemed to be ready to fire. Yang Ming's heart was shocked, but he did not become uncoordinated...

Only ten meters away, there were ten meters left! Yang Ming just needed to endure a little longer. He was soon in the pistol's range! It would take about a second to reach!

However, time did not wait. When Yang Ming noticed the man's finger begin to move and pull the trigger, it was only a short half-second!

Yang Ming slammed the door open. At the same time as he jumped out, he aimed at the fuel tank of the military truck and shot! The shooting action and the jump were completed at the same time without any crutches.

Of course, this was only for Yang Ming. If it were someone else, it would not achieve this effect. Since Yang Ming did not need to use his line of sight to aim when shooting, as long as he closed his eyes, he could clearly see the direction of the target.

After Yang Ming jumped out of the car, he quickly rolled to the bushes on the roadside...

With a loud "bang," the Toyota 4500 that Yang Ming drove had turned into a fireball instantly. The hot air current rushed toward Yang Ming's back. The pebbles and dead branches on fire struck Yang Ming's body due to the car explosion. There was searing pain, but Yang Ming could not bother with that at the moment.

As he looked at the military truck in the distance, there was also a sea of fire! Yang Ming's mouth showed a faint smile. He succeeded. Just now, Yang Ming did not have one hundred percent confidence to hit the opponent's fuel tank during his jump. After all, the distance had reached the maximum range of the pistol. The strength and accuracy of the bullet itself were not optimum. It was fortunate that he could hit it.

Yang Ming looked at the sea of fire and saw a few people deformed from the explosion! Yang Ming sneered.* It should be safe for now!* Yang Ming couldn't help but have a sigh of relief. However, when he walked back from here, it was more than a kilometer. Yang Ming shook his head. He stood up and walked in the direction of his back.

After Yang Ming left, Wang Xiaoyan kept nervously staring in the direction that Yang Ming went. The path in the jungle was straight, without any obstacles. At this time, the dawn had not arrived. Wang Xiaoyan could clearly see the taillights of Yang Ming's car.

Wang Xiaoyan's mood had never been as anxious as it was today. Even when she left home, she never felt this way. This was the feeling of worrying about one person. Wang Xiaoyan felt this for the first time. Until now, Wang Xiaoyan realized that this might be the feeling of loving someone.

Wang Xiaoyan couldn't imagine what she would do if something happened to Yang Ming.