The rocket fired by Cha Tusheng did not hit the helicopter, and the pilot dodged the rocket by tilting sharply the moment the rocket flew up, but a policeman who was sitting in the hatch and operating the heavy machine gun fell from the sky.

Cha Tusheng shouted excitedly, picked up his submachine gun and shot wildly at the falling policeman, in fact, he didn't hit at all, but the falling policeman would definitely die, but this kind of action made him as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and those around him, whether they were drug dealers or mercenaries, were a little deterred by his crazy actions for a while.

Cha Tusheng did not speak Portuguese and spoke English very well, but he shouted in skimming English: "Follow me to make money, oppose me, all of them will die!"

I have to say that he roared very imposingly, and those mercenaries all yelled after him, raising their guns and shooting at the helicopters in the sky, so that the police helicopters had to pull up the altitude to avoid this group of madmen, and inform the comrades advancing on the ground to be careful.

This slowed down the police encirclement, tightening the encirclement step by step in several directions, compressing drug dealers and mercenaries deeper into the ruins. After an exchange of fire, the drug traffickers and mercenaries discovered that it was not the local Brazilian police who came to round them up, but a combination of Interpol and the Brazilian Defense Forces, which were better equipped, firepower, and combat-oriented. In a brief exchange of fire, the bandits on the periphery were cleared without posing any threat to the police.

At this time, Ling Qingyan was sitting on one of the helicopters, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of anger in her heart when she saw Zha Tusheng frantically attacking the police helicopter with rockets, causing a police officer to crash and die. Originally, her identity was more of an observer conducting intelligence analysis, but at this time, she couldn't help but take the sniper rifle of a Brazilian special forces soldier on the same plane, and fired several shots at Cha Tusheng on the ground.

However, it is undoubtedly very difficult to shoot at high-speed moving targets sitting in the cargo compartment of a pickup truck on a moving aircraft. Ling Qingyan didn't hit Cha Tusheng, and the closest shot to him only shattered the reversing mirror of the car. Cha Tusheng saw the helicopter shooting at him in the car, the bandit was not afraid at all, and at this time he was much calmer, no longer wasting bullets in the sky, but took off his pants at the helicopter, revealing his ugly objects to show contempt for the police.

Ling Qingxian's face turned red with anger, and as the helicopter readjusted its angle and flew over, she returned the sniper rifle in her hand to the Brazilian special forces, replaced it with an assault rifle, and followed the pickup truck with a burst of strafing.

Because both sides were moving at high speed, the pickup truck on the ground was very bumpy, and the pilot no longer worried about the other party using a bazooka to deal with him, so this time the plane flew very low, and Ling Qingyan's strafing also had an effect, she didn't hit Cha Tusheng directly, but the bullets that poured out swept into the cab from the roof of the car, hitting the top of the driver's head, and saw that the car lost control and staggered into a ruin boulder in front of it, and the whole car turned over.

However, Cha Tusheng did not die.

The car overturned, and he got up from the dust and mud, and seemed to have nothing to do but scratch a little skin on his head, and was less wounded than the one he had just been shot by Isabella. His two subordinates were in another car, I thought the boss was playing this time, but I didn't expect the boss to have nothing to do, seeing him so like a god, the eyes of those mercenaries were burning with a kind of worship and worship, and even those drug dealers who were scurrying around like headless flies cheered loudly at him and began to gather towards him.

The helicopter that Ling Qingyan was riding flew out for a long distance and came back, but this time the pilot did not dare to lower the altitude, for fear that the drug dealers who gathered together would hit them with rockets again, so they could only play the role of an air commander and information dispatcher, providing the ground troops with the whereabouts of the drug dealers.

At this time, Isabella was left with only the car she was in by her side. When they arrived, there were 5 vehicles, 1 was born in Chatu, 1 was blown up by drug dealers with rockets, 1 fell into a large pit while fleeing to the ruins, and 1 seemed to have escaped on its own.

Even Isabella's car, driven in the ruins of high-speed gravel, burst a tire on the left front wheel, and almost overturned in the rubble pile, and had to stop.

Isabella was left with only Quedoga Chen, a mixed-race Indian, the Chinese young man who acted as an interpreter, and Wang Decai, a driver who could only speak Cantonese. These subordinates, Quedoga is good at tracking, but he is thin and weak, his combat effectiveness is not good, and the combat effectiveness of the translator is even more scummy, and only Wang Decai, who still retains his full name in Chinese, can still fight with two assault rifles on his back.

Cha Tusheng was busy dealing with the police's pursuit, but he didn't catch up immediately, but some drug dealers who had been dispersed followed them from a distance. But for the time being, they are safe and quiet. There was no road ahead of them, only a dense grove of trees and huge stones scattered in the woods, which were the remnants of the ruins, buried in the grass, and occasionally revealing a section carved with strange symbols and figures.

"Throw his mother," Wang Decai, the driver and thug, spat out thick phlegm in the direction behind him, and said in a dialect-strong Cantonese dialect: "That coyote is really a madman." Everyone is here to ask for money, and if he does this, those drug dealers will even hate us. ”

The translator sighed and said, "Miss has been very opposed to cooperating with that surnamed Cha from the beginning, but the elders have to say that they are all Chinese and want to help each other overseas, if they know what happened here, it will be too late to regret it." ”

Isabella waved her hand, she still spoke Portuguese, and said: "It's useless to talk about this now, the surname Cha is not a thing, Mendes is dead, his men are a rabble, and now the surname Cha is in control." We'd rather fall into the hands of the police than let him catch up, Quedoga, can you find your way through this jungle?"

Quedoga looked at his surroundings, his face was ugly, his eyes were full of fear, and he said, "We have reached a place where we should not be, and if we go any further, we will definitely die." ”

Wang Decai doesn't speak Portuguese, but he has been in Brazil for many years and can understand, he is very upset with Quidoga's look of deep fear, and said: "We will only die if we go back, and the person surnamed Cha will not even blink our eyelids when he kills us, and it is better to die if the young lady falls into his hands." Don't grind, what should be there or not, as long as you can avoid that madman, I don't care where he is. ”

The interpreter looked at Quedoga's face and asked very weakly, "Where should I not be?"

Quedoga took a few steps, crouched down and ripped a piece of weed away from the rubble, revealing the stone inside, pointing to the strange characters and unrecognizable figures on the stones, and said: "I know these symbols, although I can't read them, but my great-great-grandfather was a wizard, and I have seen something similar in the scriptures he left behind, this is a forbidden place, and anyone who enters without permission will be cursed." ”

Wang Decai asked: "I just asked if I can go out from here, and where can I go out?"

"No one can get out of this forbidden place," Quaidoga muttered, "and when we came, I found that the ruins here were divided into three parts, and this is a distressed array, and there must be some unknown evil spirit locked inside, even if we get close to this evil spirit, we will all die." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the interpreter screamed, but instead of some evil spirit, several drug dealers chased after them in the distance, and when they saw them, they shot at them, and the thin young man with glasses was unfortunately hit in the shoulder by a stray bullet and fell to a pool of blood screaming.

Isabella and Wang Decai quickly found a place to hide, and shot back at the drug dealers, and the two sides fought peacefully for a while, and the drug dealers left two bodies and retreated. But they didn't go far before they were overturned by a row of more dense bullets. Isabella: They were in a relatively high position, and they could see from a distance that Cha Tusheng and the mercenaries had already chased after them.

In fact, it is not right to say that Cha Tusheng has to chase and kill them, he is surrounded by police on three sides, and he doesn't want to fight the police hard, so he retreats in the direction of no police. At the foot of the ruins, their car was already nowhere to go, and those multi-ton boulders that were upside down everywhere were blocking there in all directions, even the best off-road performance of the car was not in the way. However, whether they abandon the car and flee here now or turn around and choose a direction to kill, Cha Tusheng is still a little entangled.

Abandon the car and leave, it is impossible to take away those goods, he came all the way to Brazil for this batch of goods, he was unwilling to give up like this, but he turned back to resist the police, and he also had a bad premonition.

Although he escaped from the police again and again, in the past, in the city, the police did not use any heavy weapons, and they would not have large-scale shootouts with him in the city. But this time it's different, this is in the jungle in the wild of Brazil, the Interpol helicopter armored car that is eyeing him is used, and the Brazilian special forces are also mobilized, if it can't be defeated for a while, maybe the air force will be recruited.

He is crazy and doesn't take his own life or other people's lives seriously, but that doesn't mean he lacks a string in his head.

Cha Tusheng was still hesitating, Isabella didn't dare to hesitate, if they could, it would be safest for them to go and surrender to the police now, but the road to the police was cut off by Cha Tusheng, and if they didn't want to die, they could only drag the injured interpreter to the so-called forbidden place of Quedoga.

Being cursed by an evil spirit may die, but maybe not immediately, but when you turn around and bump into Cha Tusheng, that is certain death.

Isabella walked into the so-called forbidden place full of rocks first, Wang Decai picked up the bloody translator and followed, Quidoga trembled, but gritted his teeth, and followed in.

But not long after they went in, the interpreter was not working. He is a thin young man with no combat power, although there is no way to only mingle in the Chinese gangs in Rio, but he is to do some oral translation and communication work, and he has always been able to hide when he really wants to see blood. This time he couldn't dodge, after being shot in the shoulder, he was bleeding a lot, and their first-aid equipment was also left in the car, seeing that the thin translator was already dying.

The thin translator asked Wang Decai to put him down and let him sit on the ground, he couldn't say anything, his body was covered with blood, his face was full of dust and sweat, and he didn't know when his glasses fell off. He looked at Isabella with godless eyes, and his lips moved a few times.

Isabella leaned down, knelt beside him, and asked in a low voice, "What is the desire?" I will do it for you. She still spoke Portuguese, but in a slightly different tone, perhaps because her voice was soaked with tears.

She didn't shed tears, but she was full of sorrow.

The thin translator looked at Isabella, a smile appeared on her pale face, and he asked Isabella to put her ear to his lips and said angrily, "I know...... Your Secret...... You're beautiful......" As he spoke, he suddenly seemed to have strength, raised his voice and said, "Can I ask you for a kiss?"

Isabella smiled dimly, put her arms around his neck, and asked him lightly on the forehead. A satisfied smile appeared on the thin translator's face, but the anger quickly dissipated.

Isabella stood up and suddenly said in very standard Chinese: "Let's go, no matter what lies ahead, we have to live." ”