Enlisting for the second time, starting from the strongest

Chapter 562 Being followed

"After listening to your description, I now understand what the situation is."

"Do you have any weapons? I think you have quite a few. Give me two weapons that are handy, and give me a position as the third in command, and I'll kill him."

Wang Chen extended his hand toward Gao Yang.

Gao Yang scratched his messy hair and took Wang Chen to his basement.

In the basement, I walked into a secret door.

The next thing you see is a wall filled with weapons of all sizes, ranging from pistols to submachine guns to shotguns and rifles. Basically all the most common styles are available.

Except for the big ones like the heavy machine gun, Gao Yang got all the others.

"Don't mention it, you really have quite a complete range of things here."

"Although the Philippines does not ban guns, your operation is pretty cool. You even have the export version of the Type 95. Okay, I will complete this task for you within two days."

Wang Chen stretched, walked to the wall, took down an export version of the Type 95 pistol from the wall, held it in his hand and felt the feel. It felt pretty good, just like this.

Then he picked up a pistol and inserted it into his lower back.

"Of course I will do the job, don't worry!"

“These are all my personal hobbies.”

"But compared to these, Brother Wang Chen, I'm more curious about your strength. How could you bend my gun directly from the muzzle? "

Gao Yang looked at the rifle in his hand whose barrel had been completely bent and asked Wang Chen a question.

"Oh, it's just a small problem. Your gun has been in disrepair for a long time, so it's normal for me to bend it."

Wang Chen smiled, reached out and took the rifle from Gao Yang's hand, held the bent barrel with his left hand, and then put the entire rifle on the ground.

Then slowly apply force with your left hand.

He pressed the originally bent barrel to the ground and straightened it again. At the same time, he did not forget to take into account the left and right sides. After making sure that the muzzle was restored to its original shape, he returned the rifle to Gao Yang.

"How's it going? I know a lot about guns. Now he's back to square one."

Wang Chen handed the repaired gun to Gao Yang. Gao Yang's mouth couldn't help but twitch twice, and he obediently put the gun away.

"Thank you, Wang Chen. You are really a good person."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

"Is there a place to sleep in your house? It's getting late now, I need to take a nap first."

Wang Chen was very outgoing and quickly opened a guest room. After making sure there was no strange smell inside, he lay down comfortably.

“This great god is really…”

Thinking of Wang Chen’s actions just now, Gao Yang shook his head and went back to his room to sleep.

Silent all night.

The next morning, at about six o'clock, Gao Yang was called by Wang Chen:

"Wake up, wake up. Do you have the currency here? I'm going out to buy some food. Do you want me to bring you some?"

Wang Chen woke up Gao Yang, who had dark circles under his eyes.

Gao Yang was so sleepy that he pointed at his wallet and lay down on the bed and asked:
"No, my dear brother, you arrived at around three o'clock yesterday, and now it's only six o'clock and you woke me up. Are you still a normal person?"

"I've only slept for three hours. If you want breakfast, go out and buy it yourself. And then bring me one back."

After Gao Yang finished speaking, he fell on the bed and fell asleep again. "Huh? Okay."

Wang Chen shook his head. After his body had been strengthened, he seemed to be energetic all day long, but Gao Yang was obviously different.

Thinking of this, he no longer forced Gao Yang, an ordinary person, to have the same schedule as himself.

So he picked up Gao Yang's wallet, took out a few larger-denomination bills from it, turned around and left the room.

When he walked into the yard, he seemed afraid of being exposed, so he simply climbed over the two-meter-high wall.

Gao Yang lives in a suburban area of ​​a tourist city in the Philippines.

Many foreigners choose to stay in the Philippines when they travel there, so Wang Chen's skin color is not very obvious. Coupled with his fashionable dress, many locals thought he was from South Korea and did not think of him as a Chinese.

"How much is this corned beef? Give me two to try."

The owner of the stall opposite looked up at Wang Chen and finally gestured a number, 320 pesos.

"Forty dollars for two? That's a bit expensive. I looked in the travel guide and the prices here are quite low."

Wang Chen shook his head, but still ordered two servings.

I tried a simple portion and it tasted okay, but a little fishy. I don't know how they made the beef, which has no fishy smell, have such a strange fishy smell.

Out of a full score of 10, Wang Chen could only give 2 points.

In the following time, Wang Chen visited the local morning market from time to time. Only the crispy pork tasted okay, the rest were just average.

After eating all of this, I packed up two portions and took them back.

But on the way back, Wang Chen found that he was being followed.

The other party seemed to be a local, short in stature, and his tracking movements were not standard.

Wang Chen could directly rule out the possibility that he was being targeted by the other party's officials. He guessed that this person just wanted to see where he lived.

In this case.

Wang Chen changed the street, slightly quickened his pace, then turned and disappeared around the corner.

The Filipino who was responsible for following Wang Chen was obviously a little anxious.

He quickened his pace in the same anxiety, and when he reached the corner where Wang Chen disappeared, he found that Wang Chen was right in front of him.

"Why are you following me?"

Wang Chen punched him in the face without any hesitation. He deliberately used less force in this punch, otherwise he was a little afraid that his punch would hit the opponent's head off.

The man who was knocked to the ground by a punch was about to resist, but what he faced was a gun pressed against his forehead.

"You'd better tell the truth, or I'll send you to see your great grandmother."

As Wang Chen was saying that the safety of the pistol was already on, the other party was obviously scared and kept shaking his head and saying something in the local Filipino language.

He could only hear words like gangs and Chinese people.

"Can you speak English?"

"Isn't English your second language? Speak English!"

Wang Chen slapped the man in the face again. The man finally calmed down and nodded, stammering:
"I followed you to see if you are Chinese."

"What? What did the Chinese do to you?"

(End of this chapter)