“The secret of boxing score, we must break it!”
Looking at the backs of Brother Gou and their backs, disappearing outside the gate of Fang’s house, Fang Qiu clenched his fists.
Zhongnan Mountain is a very mysterious mountain range.
Judging from the information given by the eight great families, this mountain range stretches for dozens of miles, and the deepest part has been that no one has entered for many years.
“There is no such piece in the intelligence of the killer organization. All that can be contained are public things, which are not secrets.”
Li Feidao looked relaxed, but in his heart, he dared not be careless.
This is a place that modern high-tech can’t detect, it’s a mysterious place that ordinary people can’t go deep into, and they don’t think it can be careless.
Any fear comes from the unknown.
For ordinary people, what they don’t know is the most terrifying.
And Li Feidao, Brother Gou and others crawled out of the dead in the battlefield of life and death. They had seen too many things.
Even life and death can be kept outside. In their hearts, there is only faith, Jiang Ning!
“This trail is no longer a road.”
The fourth child looked at the distance, and in the information given by Huangfu’s house, there was such a path that someone had walked through at the beginning, but turned back halfway through.
Because I was still afraid in the end, I didn’t dare to go further.
“Someone walked by.”
Brother Gou glanced, everyone became vigilant.
I wonder if this is a member of the Zorro family, or the guardian of the tomb, or Fang Yin?
neither knows.
“go!”
Brother Gou didn’t hesitate, and took the lead, and quickly passed along this thorny road.
The others followed closely, watching the surrounding movement.
There are super killers like Li Feidao, and their keen sense of surroundings can ensure that they find something at any time.
Huh!
Huh!
Huh!
…
The silhouettes of several people quickly disappeared in the mountains and forests.
at the same time.
A few miles away from Brother Gou and the others, it was closer to the mountains.
Reagan was panting heavily, his whole body was wet with sweat, and his face was scratched by many thorns.
“Why so far?”
He bared his teeth and looked at the back of the front, “Is the mountain you mentioned in the deepest place?”
“Ok.”
The back was as wide as a mountain, thick and heavy, with a low voice.
“How far to go.”
“almost.”
The back said, as if to answer Reagan, and as if to answer himself, “It’s really fast…”
He wears a mask on his face, strange and hideous!
Even Reagan had never seen him again except when he was seriously injured.
“Mr. Black, as long as you find that mountain, will you find the guardian and get the boxing score?”
Regan got up from the ground. This time, besides this mysterious master named Hei, he took only five or six people. When he walked here, two died.
Going further down, he didn’t know if he could hold on.
Seeking wealth and risk, Reagan has heard this sentence. If he is familiar with the field, investment is risky. This investment is his own decision. Now halfway through, he must not give up easily.
“You can get far more than you think.”
Mr. Hei didn’t look back, nor did he intend to continue to rest, and walked straight forward.
He seems to know the way, but in this thorny place, he can clearly see where he can go to where he wants to go.
Reagan opened his mouth and wanted to take a break. His legs seemed to be filled with lead. It was obvious that Mr. Hei’s figure was about to disappear. He didn’t dare to talk nonsense any more and hurried to catch up.
He can’t leave Mr. Black, if it weren’t for Mr. Black, he would have died…
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