Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 472 Too Inhumane
At this time, the old driver had come to his senses, he couldn't care about anything else, and hurriedly got the car back on track, otherwise it would be troublesome if the car overturned.

The shooter, on the other hand, seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and reached out to touch the pistol on his waist like lightning. Fortunately, Pavtrov yelled at this time: "Witter, stop!"

The gunman was stunned for a moment, but he followed the boss's order and didn't draw his gun again. Moreover, he still didn't know what the black shadow that attacked him just now was, let alone what happened in the back row.

He poked his head and looked back, only to find that his AK was in the hands of the mysterious man who called himself Mr. Yuri. He was stunned for a moment, unable to understand how the other party did it.

Pavtlov saw it a bit more clearly. Just now, the little black dog next to Mr. Uri flashed for a moment, almost in the blink of an eye, Witte's gun disappeared, and then appeared in the In the mouth of the little black dog, it held the barrel of the AK, and then handed it to Mr. Yuri.

This is simply unbelievable. Pavtlov has never seen such a strange and terrifying dog, and when he thinks of the thunderous sound it made just now, he is even more confused.

Yang Hao took a look at the AK in his hand at this time, the gun was well maintained, but for him now, it was not very useful.

So he threw the gun back to the bewildered Werther, turned his head and smiled at Pavtlov: "Boss, your subordinates are not bad, but you'd better let him pay attention, and don't mess around in the future." Point the gun at me, or you will bear the consequences, and I have to remind you that feeding bears may not be more terrible than feeding dogs."

Pavtlov couldn't help swallowing, his face turned pale, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Mr. Yuri, don't worry, it was all a misunderstanding just now, we were all scared by the sound made by your pet, that's why we panicked." At a loss, it won’t happen in the future, absolutely not.”

Yang Hao rubbed his nose and wrote lightly: "Oh, sorry, it ate two bears in the woods before, it might be a little bit stuffed, so I hiccupped just now, don't mind it."

puff!
Pavtlov almost stared out his eyes, and Werther and the old driver in the front row were also dumbfounded. The old driver shook his little hand, and the car almost lost control again.

At this time, the voice of the tank sounded on the intercom: "Boss, are you all right, the car broke down?" It seems that the continuous movement of the car has attracted the attention of others.

Pavtlov picked up the walkie-talkie with a strange expression, coughed twice and said, "Ahem, cough, it's all right, there's nothing wrong with the car, and Urisky can take care of it."

After finishing speaking, he told the old driver: "Uriski, what happened to you today, drive steadily next time, do you hear me?"

Urisky smiled wryly and nodded: "Okay, boss." He added silently in his heart: as long as Mr. Yuri's little pet doesn't hiccup.

For the rest of the journey, Pavtlov couldn't help but sneak peeks at Wangcai frequently. He really couldn't believe that this little thing could eat two bears, but if the thunder just now was really the little black dog's hiccup If it is, then... then it seems that it is not impossible to eat two bears.

At this time, in Yang Hao's mind, Wangcai was communicating with him with his consciousness: "Brother Hao, why is this ugly bastard always looking at me secretly? Can I eat him? Don't worry about watching me."

Yang Hao laughed and teased Wangcai: "People think you like you, even if you don't like him, you can't just eat him because he likes you and you don't like him, that's too inhuman. Are you right?"

vomit!
Wangcai almost didn't spit it out, and rolled his eyes wildly: "Stop talking about tongue twisters, just say it if you don't want me to eat him up, and I'm not human in the first place, it's normal to be inhuman."

Yang Hao also rolled his eyes: "Well, since you are willing to degenerate to such a degree, then I have nothing to say, but you have to remember, without my permission, you must not act on your own, or you will bear the consequences. And I won't warn you a second time, understand?"

Wangcai curled his lips: "Understood, Brother Hao, besides... can I call you 'tyrant'?"

Snapped!
Yang Hao slapped it on the forehead: "Of course, Comrade Wangcai."

Wangcai's eyeballs were red, but he could only whimper reluctantly, and then simply lay down on the seat to sleep.

On the contrary, Pavtlov was taken aback. He didn't know about the communication between Yang Hao and Wangcai. He only saw that Mr. Yuri slapped the little black dog suddenly, and it was very hard—at least Pretty heavy by human standards.

He swallowed, and said with a dry smile, "Mr. Yuri, is there... any questions?"

Yang Hao shrugged: "No, I just got itchy all of a sudden, just move around."

Pavtlov was silent for a moment, he had already identified Yang Hao as a super pervert who was moody and cruel to animals in his heart, and he made up his mind to send this old man away as soon as possible, otherwise God knows when he will feed him the dog.

……

The border is not too far from the city of Glorod, but due to the influence of wind, snow and road conditions, the convoy did not move fast, and it was not until midnight that everyone returned to the urban area.

Bavtlov is nominally the owner of a foreign trade company called 'Roderick Foreign Trade Group'. There is a [-]-story building in the river bay area to the west of the city. He and his staff live and eat in the here.

The building is divided into two parts. The lower eight floors are used as commercial leases and warehouses, and the upper four floors are the activity area for Pavtlov and his men. Outsiders are not allowed to enter.

At this time, the urban area is quiet, there are hardly any pedestrians and vehicles on the road, and there are not many lights, let alone colorful neon lights. In short, it looks particularly depressed.

Yang Hao was a little curious, and asked Pavtlov casually, "Don't you have nightlife here?"

Bavtlov smiled bitterly: "Mr. Yuri, you must often be active in those bustling big cities, so you don't know much about the situation in our remote areas."

He simply explained: "Especially in small cities like Golorod, there are almost no pillar industries. Apart from logging, they can only make money from illegal activities such as smuggling and smuggling."

"But in winter, due to the temperature environment and geographical location, even these illegal activities have basically stopped, let alone logging, and everyone can only live a difficult life. In this case, where is there What about nightlife?"

He looked helplessly at the almost pitch-black urban area outside the car window, and sighed, "Therefore, this kind of 'hibernation' happens here for almost half a year, and there's nothing we can do about it."

　Thank you ㄛㄜㄝ※№℡ for the reward, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)