Just as Anna and the SWAT looked at each other a little helplessly, 50 kilometers away on the Randiatuba River, a frowning Rottu stood on the deck of a cargo ship bound for South Cruzeiro, full of fear.

The panther had travelled less than 20 kilometers south on the boat before dropping its bag at the westbound tributary. The escort left the panther in place and went down the river with the pigs that had been prepared in advance.

In fact, according to Luke and Rotu's previous deductions, this step can be completely omitted. After all, the Bita tribe is located in the depths of the rainforest, isolated by people, and lacks communication, so if you want to find out the action here, in addition to someone fleeing to call the police, there is only one way to detect it at low altitude. Either way, by the time the police arrived, they would have already evacuated.

However, Roto is used to adding a double insurance for everything, and he is not afraid of 10,000 in case, which is why Luke chose to let him take it. And it makes sense that he was able to live by Luke's side for so long without being discarded as a pawn.

When Rotto drove the panther west along the tributary and through the rainforest for another 5 kilometers to the banks of the Randiatuba River, two Brazilian SWAT helicopters pursued them far south.

Almost, he was cold with those "pig-driving" men. Once he is caught, Luke will definitely do everything he can to kill this subordinate who knows too many secrets.

Someone standing on the bank of the river was shocked into a cold sweat on the spot, and secretly said that it was colorful, but fortunately it was not too troublesome to save this answering step.

"What the hell is going on, how did the police come so quickly?"

Luo Tu's brows were tightly knit, and when his gaze swept over several of his subordinates, there was a hint of scrutiny and murderous intent.

When the sky began to darken, everyone in the tribe stopped what they were busy with and gathered in the square, looking solemnly at the wooden platform in the center.

Ten topless native warriors were painted in black and their faces were painted with strange patterns painted in white, and they stood on both sides with torches in hand.

Gu Lang held Wang An's hand and stood in the middle with her, otherwise she wouldn't be able to hold on as early as halfway through. is surrounded by strangers, and she is forced to preside over such a strange thing, and ordinary people can't accept it at all.

Ye Yu left with the lightly injured when the helicopter returned for the second time, and only Zhou Tong and the other two uninjured coaches remained in the tribe. The little girl was still holding an abandoned red puppy in her arms, and she comforted her softly.

Wang Ping climbed onto the grass roof of an upwind outlet and lay down with his little hairy legs crossed. After a while, he saw what the elder and Wang An were whispering, and the latter nodded blankly, and the old man turned around and sang a strange song in a loud voice.

All the natives spoke at the same time, and for a moment the ancient and unknown song hovered over the tribe, and when a certain syllable was spoken, the ten warriors with torches raised their hands at the same time and threw the torches into the high platform.

The flames "boomed" into the sky, and Wang An and Gu Lang couldn't help but take a step back. Xiao Huang, who was beside her, was even more frightened, and roared unhappily.

Hearing the roar of the jaguar, the natives' expressions became excited, the singing suddenly became excited, and the tune began to get higher and higher.

Black smoke rose into the air and drifted west with the wind. A figure in the rainforest stopped, turned around and stared silently for a long time.

The raging fire burned for nearly two hours, and the singing lasted for two hours, so that Wang Ping had to admire the voices and anti-starvation ability of these natives. He had only been watching for half an hour before his stomach was whining with hunger.

In order to come here quickly, several people left all their luggage to Han Daxia and only rowed the kayak. And here the old black and their luggage was dumped as garbage as garbage when Perredo arrived yesterday, and it was all burned to slag by this time.

There is food in the tribe, and even if he goes to steal a sheep, no one will take care of him. However, I just watched a special cremation scene, and I can't eat the barbecue anyway.

After opening a can of Ye Yu that Ye Yu had left for Gu Lang and a few people, he hid in the corner and ate it clean, and Wang Ping began to miss his snack backpack.

"Tsk, this dead old Han, it hasn't been here for so long, shouldn't it be a halfway flight?"

Wang Ping subconsciously stayed away from the square and walked to the river in the south. When passing by an empty thatched hut, he saw something hanging on the wooden wall, his eyes lit up, and he ran to fish it out in three or two steps.

At the same time, in the upper reaches of the river, called "boys" by the natives of the tribe, two bloated figures were struggling to move on the bank.

"Uh... Ahem..."

Han Daxia's face was hideous, the green tendons on his forehead were rising, sweat kept falling on the ground under his feet, and every step he took made a breath like a struggle.

On his back was also carrying Yang Xu, who was humming and chirping, and at the same time, a backpack with luggage was hung on his chest. His feet trembled, and the wound on his thigh that had been bitten by the piranha cracked again, and blood soaked through his pants.

Yi Jiuyang followed behind Lao Han, and his posture was not much better than him. Not to mention the backpack hanging in front of and behind him, he also dragged one in his hand, relying only on crutches with one hand. often walked, and even people turned over into the grass nest with their bags.

"How far is it......"

The injury on Yi Jiuyang's leg was already more serious than that of Old Han, and at this time, his face turned white in pain, and he kept muttering in his mouth.

No one answered. Of course, he was complaining, and no one needed to answer him. Han Daxia actually wanted to complain, but unfortunately he didn't have the strength to speak for a long time.

Originally, Han Daxia still wanted to contact the helicopter to go over, at least he could send Yang Xu away first. However, the headquarters is tracking Luke right now, so they don't have time to pay attention to him. The rescue team was willing to pick him up, and Chen Bai also called and said that he could contact the nearest rescue helicopter. However, there is a common problem between the two sides, that is, Lao Han must find an open space to raise the fireworks signal to facilitate the positioning and landing of the helicopter.

The only gap that can be found around here is the surface of the river, so it is better to rush to the Bita tribe if it really takes this effort.

It's a pity that Han Daxia forgot something, Gu Lang and they left by water when they went down the river, and at the same time, Wang An and Yuan Xiaoxiao paddled to accelerate, so they quickly rushed to the vicinity of the tribe. And Yang Xu's escape from the tribe to their side took a whole night plus a morning, even if the detours they took were removed, the remaining distance was enough for them to reach despair.

"Brother Han... Let's take a break, right now...... I can't walk!"

Yi Jiuyang grinned on his legs, and before he could finish speaking, he fell to the ground again, and this time he didn't get up for anything.

"Whew..."

Lao Han turned his head in front and looked at it, then trembling and moved to a tree to put down Yang Xu, and sat on the ground with his waist up.

"......Okay! Whew, let's take a break!"

Unloaded the backpack and laboriously moved it to his back, and the old Han Tou lay straight on the ground panting. Blood on the side of his thigh dripped on the fallen leaves on the ground, and was blown by the wind and drifted down to the river in front of him.

In the dim sky, neither of them noticed, but an object that looked like the bark of a soaked tree slowly surfaced on the water not far from them. An amber eye, staring at them.