Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

Zhao Cheng packed up his gear: a pistol with two magazines, a submachine gun with three magazines, an 80-meter-long rope ladder, a bundle of rope, a small mining hammer, and a pickaxe!

Zhao Cheng first climbed up the mountain using the cracks in the mountain. When he reached a height of more than ten meters, there was a small tree. Although the cliff looked quite high, there was still some chance of climbing because there were many large cracks and protrusions on the cliff.

It took Zhao Cheng more than twenty minutes to climb to the top of the cliff. There was a big tree that two people could hug about ten meters away from the edge of the cliff.

Zhao Cheng quietly moved closer to the tree and found that the beggars had not arranged a sentry there. Zhao Cheng was not polite and tied a rope ladder directly, threw it down and began to grope towards the inside.

This place used to be a bandit's den, so there were a few houses. Zhao Cheng looked from a distance and found that except for one house with a fire, the rest were pitch black.

Zhao Cheng observed for a while and returned to the edge of the cliff. Just at this time, two colleagues had already come up.

"You two stay here to meet them. I'll go in and take a look at the situation first! When they come up, tell them to be careful. There seem to be a lot of people in here." Zhao Cheng quietly instructed the two police officers, and then moved towards the stronghold again.

I couldn't see it clearly from a distance just now, but when I got closer, I saw that this village was quite large. There were four stone houses, three hay sheds, and two wooden houses.

Zhao Cheng first felt his way to the wooden house nearby and listened carefully. He heard breathing and sobbing sounds inside.

I went to the wooden house next door and listened. There, too, were the same breathing and sobbing sounds as before. But this time, the breathing was stronger and more even. It wasn't intermittent and interspersed with sobs like the other breathing sounds.

"Damn it! These guys even mixed a guard in with the hostages!" Zhao Cheng cursed inwardly.

However, Zhao Cheng knew that this guard had to be eliminated first, otherwise he would easily take advantage of the opportunity when the police stormed in.

Zhao Cheng had no choice but to take out a bayonet from his backpack and gently pick open the bolt. Fortunately, this wooden house only had a simple bolt. If it was locked from the inside, Zhao Cheng would be in trouble.

After entering the house, Zhao Cheng was able to see the situation inside clearly. Although he could not see everyone's expressions, he could at least tell the difference between men and women.

A man was lying near the door, sound asleep. Zhao Cheng smelled the alcohol on this guy and sighed, "What kind of alcohol is this? He drinks so much!" This was a single bed, but it was just a wooden board with straw on top of the stone.

Zhao Cheng touched the top of the guy's head, covered his mouth and nose with his left hand, and plunged the bayonet directly into his temple! Slitting the throat would make too much noise, so stabbing it into the temple was more efficient. However, only Zhao Cheng could do this job. After all, Zhao Cheng's body modification gave him great strength, and ordinary people couldn't penetrate without exerting force.

After Zhao Cheng was sure that the guy was dead, he gently pulled out the bayonet, held it in his backhand and carefully observed the room. He found that there were children and women everywhere, all of them were blindfolded, and the room was dim.

Zhao Cheng ignored them, stepped back, closed the door, and moved towards the stone houses.

It was already noon, and these guys were probably taking a nap after lunch. They were all snoring loudly, even the women were the type who snored loudly.

Zhao Cheng looked up and saw that they were all beggars who were not tied up, so he didn't hesitate. He pushed open a door and walked in.

This was a huge bunk bed. Apart from this bunk bed, there was only a small room on the west side of the house. Zhao Cheng walked over quietly and found that it was just a kitchen.

Zhao Cheng looked at these guys who were sleeping soundly and really wanted to shoot them with a submachine gun.

Zhao Cheng had just looked at the abducted children. The oldest was seven or eight years old, and the youngest was only about two years old. The women were mostly young and beautiful, and each of them was well dressed. They were probably from wealthy families.

Although Zhao Cheng didn't look inside the other wooden house, he could tell from the sounds: the sounds of a child's breathing and heartbeat. So Zhao Cheng didn't open the door. He wanted to wait until the mission was over before opening it, lest the blood splatter everywhere scare the child.

Zhao Cheng stood at the door and watched these guys sleeping soundly. He wasn't afraid that they would suddenly wake up. If they did, it would be even better. Zhao Cheng would have the opportunity to deal with them.

Five minutes later, a policeman carefully entered the stone house, saw Zhao Cheng sitting at the door, and looked at the group of beggars sleeping soundly on the kang, and saw helplessness in their eyes.

I was expecting a fierce battle. But this is what happened?

"Check the surroundings carefully to see if there are any tunnels or caves. We can't be careless and let any fish slip through the net!" Zhao Cheng whispered to several colleagues who came into the room.

A few people nodded and turned to leave. A moment later, Director Luo came in and looked at Zhao Cheng and the cripple lying on the kang. He was a little speechless. Who could have imagined that these guys would be so drunk in the middle of the day?

"What does this mean? Are we waiting here for them to wake up?" Director Luo asked.

"So what? I'll go up and give them each a big slap to wake them up?" Zhao Cheng said unhappily.

"That's fine! You go and try it!" Director Luo smiled and pointed at the people who were sleeping soundly on the kang.

Zhao Cheng looked at Director Luo, who was just smiling and not saying anything. He could only walk forward helplessly and slap the nearest beggar in the face with a big slap.

With a "bang", the crutch lying on the kang took off directly from the first position, flew over the second person, and fell to the middle position between the second and third people.

The loud noise also woke up all the beggars lying on the kang, and they saw Zhao Cheng and Director Luo standing at the door in a daze.

Some people were confused, but some people suddenly woke up after seeing the police uniform.

"Police! Run!" With a loud shout, a big man jumped up from the kang and rushed towards the window.

But just as the man opened the window and stepped out with a faint smile on his face, a gunshot rang out! "Bang!" The man fell headfirst against the window with one foot outside and the other inside.

The sound of the gunshot instantly silenced the room. Zhao Cheng then slowly put the pistol back into its holster.

"Is there anyone who is still awake?" Although Zhao Cheng's voice was not loud, everyone in the room could hear it clearly.

The lame people on the kang immediately fell silent and shook their heads.

Only the guy who was slapped on the nose by Zhao Cheng didn't react at all. The people next to him reached out and pushed him, but there was still no reaction.

The third person used his hand to feel the breath and found that there was no breath.

"Sir, this man is dead!" The third person's words were met with a gasp.