Early the next morning.

At the foot of Lingyun Mountain, a dark green off-road vehicle drove in.

In the wide compartment, in addition to the man with a Chinese face who was driving, there were two other people sitting.

One of them was about thirty or forty years old, wearing a white robe and holding a folding fan in his hand.

The man sitting next to him was at least two meters tall, and his strong explosive muscles were comparable to those of a giant bear.

Rao is space in the car is not small, but he still has to shrink his body slightly, otherwise he is afraid that if he looks up, he will hit the roof of the car.

"Captain, how much longer? I'm almost suffocating!" the strong man, codenamed Djinn, complained to the man driving.

The captain smiled and said casually: "I've been your driver, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with?"

The djinn stretched his stiff body slightly, and his head slammed into the roof of the car.

It was very scary that there was nothing in his head, but the roof of the car was knocked out of a dencave.

"Well, I knew that my chariot would have been flown over, otherwise how would I have been reduced to squeezing canned sardines?" the Djinn missed his custom-made car, which had been mistaken for an armored car.

"We're here on a secret mission, and if we bring your car here, we're afraid it will be in the news, right?" said the fan-waving scholar angrily.

The giant spirit glanced at the personable scholar and said with a snort: "Captain, what kind of mission is this time? It wasn't enough for the department to send the two of us, but it actually let this sour scholar come with him?"

"I don't know the specifics, but the above attaches great importance to this mission, and has repeatedly emphasized that it is necessary to bring the items that need to be handed over back to the headquarters!" the captain said in a deep voice.

To be honest, when he received this task, he was somewhat surprised.

Just handing over the items and bringing them back to the headquarters, he actually had to use him, the djinn and the scholar, if it weren't for the brain pumping above, it could only mean that the above attached great importance to that item!

"Captain, could it be that some of the bulls stole the secrets of other countries and sent us to connect?" said the djinn.

The scholar folded the fan in his hand, patted his palm lightly, and said: "You stupid bear, do you have some brains? You can steal secrets from abroad and return to China safely, and that kind of capable person still needs us to take over? Besides, who has nothing to do to go to this mountain to connect, and make it look like some shady deal!"

After a pause, the scholar opened the folding fan with a smile, and said with Cheng Zhu in his chest: "In my opinion, there must be some treasure in this mountain, and this is why we will assist in the handover." ”

"The destination of the mission is a Taoist temple, and according to the intelligence, it should be about ten minutes to drive along this road. The person in charge of handing over the items is the master of the Taoist temple. Listening to the argument between the two, the captain couldn't help but shake his head and explained.

For some reason, he had a vague hunch that this mission might be completely different from what they imagined!

"Daoguan, tsk, are you from the Daomen?" said the giant spirit, clenching his fists with some displeasure.

"Are you still thinking about the last time you were hoisted up as a live target?" said the scholar with a chuckle as he covered his mouth with a fan.

"If it weren't for some strange abilities, I would have been able to make Dan Feng unconscious with one punch!" the giant spirit urn said.

The captain in the car also remembered the gambling fight in the department last time, and the giant spirit didn't even touch the corner of Danfeng's clothes from beginning to end.

"Ahem, Djinn, remember to have some eyes before the next gambling fight! Those people in the Daomen are usually inconspicuous, but if you really do it, it is a little scary!" the man in military uniform admonished with a solemn expression.

"Speaking of which, in the blink of an eye, it will soon be the five-year dragon platform fighting method, I hope to add some fresh blood!" said the scholar with emotion.

The other two people in the car also fell silent, and the atmosphere became a little sad and heavy.

After a while, the car drove to the end of the road.

Along a bluestone step, the view of heaven and earth in the open space on the mountainside appeared in view.

"Get out of the car, and watch your words and deeds later!" the captain began, his eyes fixed on the djinn in the rearview mirror.

"Alright, Captain, I'll do what you tell me to do!" replied the djinn, opening the car door and squeezing out.

After the scholar got out of the car, he looked at the one hundred and eight steps of Qingyun in front of him, and couldn't help but admire: "Not to mention anything else, just this step is like the road to heaven, you can see that this Taoist view is extraordinary!"

"This step looks like bluestone, but it has a hidden jade luster, and the moire carved on it is even more revealing a bit of scattered and impermanent charm, not simple!" the captain nodded and agreed.

Only the djinn stared at the steps for a long time, but still didn't think anything special.

"Captain, let's hurry up! no matter how you look at this step, can it still be transformed into flowers?" the djinn urged.

The captain and the scholar glanced at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

With the djinn, whose muscles grow to the brain, next to him, life is basically insulated from the words art and mood!

"Let's go, go up the hill!" sighed the captain, leading the way up the steps.

Smack!

The moment he stepped on the steps, a picture from a long time ago appeared in front of him.

It was supposed to be twenty-three years old, and he was promoted to a new department from the elite of the special forces ace.

Such as the special department that is often circulated on the Internet, similar to the Huaxia Dragon Group!

In fact, this special department has no name at all, and when they are usually called, they are often referred to simply as "special department".

There are a large number of strange people in the special department, and it is from that moment that he comes into contact with another side of the world that he has not been exposed to before.

The individual soldier ability that he was once proud of was as pale as a blank sheet of paper in the special department, especially in the face of those various special abilities, he had almost no room to parry.

Fortunately, he was not discouraged, and with his tenacious willpower and the resources provided by the special department, he spent several years of hard work to successfully cut down the hair and wash the marrow, and was reborn.

Thoroughly integrated the national art with the fighting fighting he had learned in the past, he became the famous code name of the special department - "Dark Thorn"!

Receiving tasks again and again, wandering on the edge of death again and again, and returning with glory again and again......

There are fewer and fewer old faces fighting side by side, and even new faces have changed several batches, but for every deceased comrade-in-arms, he has deeply memorized the appearance and name, even if the contact time is only a short day or two!

Is it painful? The result is certain!

But for the sake of the country, for the sake of the people, everything is worth it!

As a member of the special department, everyone has already had this awareness before joining this department!

(PS: Extraordinary feeling, you deserve it!)