"It's been half an hour!" Ma Zhenyong seemed to be a little anxious, so he finally reminded Qin Lang.
"Let's wait." Qin Lang had long been impatient, but the idea of waiting was suggested by him. He had to show a little more patience than Ma Zhenyong.
Another fifteen minutes passed.
"F * ck! I can't wait any longer. Let's go! " Qin Lang finally lost his patience and was about to go out. At this time, he vaguely heard footsteps and the sound of people talking in a low voice. However, Qin Lang couldn't understand the voice. Anyway, it was definitely not any dialect of Hua Xia.
After a while, Qin Lang realized that the two people were speaking in Indian bird language.
After waiting here for more than forty minutes, Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong were anxious, but they didn't immediately make a move. Instead, they waited for the two black shadows to enter a passage without any forks. Then, Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong blocked the two people from the front and back.
At this time, Qin Lang saw the appearance of the two people. Both of them were wearing black camouflage clothes. They looked like soldiers. Although they were wearing hats, Qin Lang could see that both of them were bald. In addition, there was no doubt that the two people were Indian.
But the strange thing was that the two Indian people looked the same. They seemed to be twins.
"Don't move!" Ma Zhenyong shook the assault rifle in his hand. To be safe, Ma Zhenyong repeated it in English. At this time, Ma Zhenyong was a hundred percent sure that the two people were spies. But since they were spies, the value of capturing them alive was obviously greater.
The two Indian people raised their hands at the same time, but when they raised their hands, they blinked at each other.
When Qin Lang saw the two people blinking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Just as expected, in the blink of an eye, Qin Lang felt a powerful spiritual force rushing towards him, almost causing his brain to explode — —
A psychic attack!
Qin Lang instantly understood what was going on. Moreover, the mental strength of these two people was abnormally strong. If not for Qin Lang's experience in dealing with mental strength invasion, he was afraid that he would have died here today.
However, Qin Lang's situation was still not optimistic. Although Wei Han had already entered the sewer, Wei Han's actions were completely under Qin Lang's orders. Therefore, at the moment when Qin Lang's mind was roaring, he had no time to give orders to Wei Han. At this time, the two Indians had already crouched down, and Ma Zhenyong's gun was already aimed at Qin Lang.
Without a doubt, Ma Zhenyong was under the control of the two Hindustanis' psyche!
Ma Zhenyong's finger was already on the trigger. He was wearing a gas mask, so Qin Lang could not see Ma Zhenyong's expression at this time. However, Qin Lang believed that Ma Zhenyong's face must be full of horror and horror at this time, because he was about to kill his friend with his own hands, even if his consciousness did not want to do so!
But at the moment when Ma Zhenyong was about to pull the trigger, a steel needle was nailed into his finger. In an instant, the nerves in his palm were paralyzed, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground powerlessly.
That was a close call!
Qin Lang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, in the past two days, Qin Lang had learned some exquisite hidden weapon techniques from Wei Han, and improved the speed of releasing hidden weapons. Otherwise, it would really be a little dangerous at this moment. Of course, compared to Wei Han, Qin Lang's hidden weapon techniques were still too far behind. Wei Han's title of Eight-Armed Impermanence was not just for show.
The two Hindustanis realized that the situation was not right, and immediately reacted. They pulled out their guns and aimed at Qin Lang.
However, how could Qin Lang give them another chance? After receiving Qin Lang's order, Wei Han immediately took action.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The hidden weapons in Wei Han's hands shot toward the two Hindustanis like raindrops. There was a "chi chi" sound in Qin Lang's ears, and he knew that it was the sound of hidden weapons piercing into flesh.
Although the two Hindustanis had some skills, they were still far from a master like Wei Han. The iron nails that Wei Han shot out did not hit the vital parts of the two Hindustanis, but they hit the acupoints of the two Hindustanis, completely immobilizing them.
Qin Lang knew that only spies who were alive were valuable, so he did not let Wei Han kill the two Hindustanis, even though Qin Lang really wanted to kill them.
At this time, Ma Zhenyong regained consciousness. Looking at his palm that had been pierced by the steel needle, he asked Qin Lang blankly, "What happened?"
"You almost killed me with a gun!" Qin Lang snorted. "But this is all caused by the Hindustanis. They must have used their mental power to control you."
"F * ck those Hindustanis!" Ma Zhenyong cursed. "No wonder I had hallucinations just now. I felt like I was hunting with a gun and killing wild deer. I didn't expect it to be an illusion … By the way, my hand is still numb. What should I do?"
"It will be fine in a few minutes," Qin Lang said to Ma Zhenyong. "Let's deal with these two Hindustanis first."
"Not bad!" Ma Zhenyong said. "Catching two spies is a great achievement. But these two guys will affect our operation. We still have to catch Ye Bingcheng later. "
"Then let's interrogate them first. At least find out their identities." Qin Lang said as he came in front of the two Hindustanis. "You two, what are you doing here? Can you understand Mandarin? "
"Don't even think about getting anything out of us!" One of the Hindustanis said in fluent Mandarin.
"Oh, really? You are very strong-willed, but I prefer challenging difficult things. "Qin Lang calmly said.
"Kid! In your dreams! " The other Hindustani sneered. "Both of us have already taken poison. What else can you get out of a dead man's mouth?"
"They really are spies!" Ma Zhenyong cursed. He stepped forward and pinched open the mouth of one of the Hindustanis. "This guy is like other spies, hiding poison in his teeth. F * ck! I can only get two corpses and go back. But it's still considered a merit, but it's not much. I guess it's only a second-class merit. "
"Don't worry, you won't get away with a first-class merit." Qin Lang said to the two Hindustanis. "You took cyanide poison, right? You thought you were going to die soon, just like what was written in the instructions for the poison. But the person who gave you the poison definitely didn't tell you that although this poison can kill a cow, it's not without an antidote. Since you've fallen into my hands, it's hard to die even if you want to! "
Qin Lang suddenly made a move and stabbed a few poisonous needles into the heads and hearts of the two Hindustanis. He did not intend to detoxify the two Hindustanis. He only used the Five Poison Needles to fight poison with poison, so that the poison would not attack their hearts. Qin Lang was not so kind as to detoxify them.
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