The beard kept blinking his eyes and showed that he was preoccupied, and after half a minute of talking, the beard suddenly realized.

He pointed to the cross-eyed and asked, "Do you know any friends in Dawang, this friend is quite well-connected, and he came forward to fish out our people?" ”

Cross-eyed shook his head almost after hearing this, and replied.

He said that he rarely came to Dawang, and his ancestors had been from the village for generations, so how could he have friends here?

I actually don't understand, I don't know why Beard suddenly said this.

Beard mentioned another thing to us, after he squatted down the tuba before, he found that we were all gone, and he also wanted to come with him, so he asked someone to inquire where the law enforcement bureau was, but because of the language communication barrier, he finally asked around, and there was no news.

He finally had to go to the inn alone, and at the door of the inn he met a rather strange middle-aged man, who looked up in the direction of our room.

Beard glanced at him a few more times. Who knew that this person actually took the initiative to speak, and finally communicated with Hu Zi in jerky Chinese, he asked Hu Zi, "Do you know the person in this room?" ”

Beard nodded, and after the two of them chatted a few words, Beard also told the man about the arrest of the three villagers.

The man didn't stay long, especially after listening, he took out a hurry and left.

When we heard Beard say this, we all began to ponder. Cross-eyed is still the one who is the most entangled.

He racked his brains to think about it, and from time to time he muttered it, sometimes in Chinese and sometimes in local dialect.

Cross-eyed wondered if this middle-aged man was a member of the village, and this person was later arrested by the evil three as laborers, so he came to Dawang, and even by chance, he mixed up something famous.

I watched the cross-eyed analysis so well, and I didn't have a positive attitude, it was all all kinds of speculation, and I asked the beard to describe the appearance of this middle-aged man.

The beard said again, and we savored it again. I have to complain, according to the description of the beard, this person is no longer ordinary, it is estimated that he is placed in the pile, and he can't be recognized by the cold.

I thought to myself, how can we find this mysterious man?

Beard had a stupid trick, saying that he still had an impression of the middle-aged man, and if he let him go out for a walk, maybe after meeting the middle-aged man, he would be able to recognize the other party.

The beard discussed with Cross-Eyed again, which meant that they would try their luck.

Those of us who are a bit lonely now, if we can get in touch with one more networked friend, it would definitely be a good thing.

I'm in favor of beard doing that. The beard left with cross-eyed.

As a result, there were only five of us left in the room. I have a problem communicating with them.

I'm in the mood to talk less. I first checked the bodies of the three villagers, especially when they were naked.

I found that all three of them had a little bit of a small injury on their bodies, which should have been caused by the evil three, but these were all skin injuries and were not in the way.

I gestured and let them all lie down on the bed and rest, as for Dagen, he was angry when he watched his companion being bullied.

He was not in the mood to lie down, but instead sat in a chair and fiddled with a folding knife.

I know that Dagen is a person with scale, but I'm not worried about what violent actions he will suddenly do.

I also gave Dagen a moment to take a break, and even let him be quiet.

I moved a chair and sat down against the window.

I looked out the window while thinking about what had happened in the past few days, especially Fang Haoyu.

I originally thought that it would be feasible for us to just set up a stall and wait for the rabbit, but now that I look at it, if we don't have a good relationship with the chengguan, we are too passive.

Of course, I also thought of the fat man with the round face, that is, the dog skin dealer. I know that when I find an opportunity in the future, I have to teach him a good lesson.

I sat like this for another half an hour, and all of a sudden, there was a ringtone, which seemed to be a cell phone ringtone.

My first instinct was to touch my pocket, but the phone I was carrying didn't ring, and when I listened closely, the ringtone was coming from the room.

I turned my head to see that the four of them had also reacted at this time, and they were all staring at the bearded bed.

I guess Beard didn't have a cell phone, and we exchanged phones before, which means someone was looking for me.

I hurried over to it, and when I pulled out my phone from under the pillow and picked it up, I chuckled.

I've almost burned this number to myself, it's a yaksha. And last night, I sent a text message to Yaksha's phone, and I didn't expect to receive a reply from him today.

I hurriedly picked it up.

Yaksha asked tentatively, "Boss?" ”

I listened to his voice and could feel his spirits, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and replied, "Great, you're okay!" ”

When Yaksha heard that it was me, his vigilance relaxed a lot, and then he smiled bitterly and said that he was lucky, otherwise he would not have come back.

I sensed something in the words, and I asked Yaksha to elaborate on what was going on.

Nakshatra told me that the five of them had hired a group of dogs and sleds to wander around the bitterest cold places in Siberia. It's also to blame them for underestimating the environment there, and one day they encountered a snowstorm.

Under the attack of the blizzard, the group of dogs all froze to death, and they also lost their way.

The five of them had no choice but to walk, walking in the vast "sea of snow" of the Siperian Yuan, and finally they fell down under hunger and cold, and before the Yaksha fell unconscious, a man appeared, this man was dressed in a bear skin, and at first glance he looked like a wild man, but it was this man who saved them.

After that, this man led the five of them out of the dangerous realm, and coincidentally, this man was a master of Sambo, named Boris.

After the five Yaksha recovered, they also kept communicating with Boris, and even begged him, hoping that he would come forward and go to China to train the members of the 10Klux.

Boris did not agree at the time and was not interested in these. But Yaksha didn't give up and tried to persuade him for several more days, and finally Boris nodded.

I think of looking at the thatched cottage three times, and don't look at the understatement of what Yaksha said, but I guess he must have taken a lot of effort to get Boris.

From the bottom of my heart, I said to the Yakshas, "Brother, hard work! ”

But Yaksha didn't finish his sentence, on the one hand he said that it was nothing, which meant that he didn't take credit; On the other hand, he said to me, "Boris agrees, but he doesn't want to go to China, because he is not interested in modern cities, but in forests and snowfields." So if we want him to train people, we have to send them to the forest or the snowfield. ”

I was stunned for a moment, and Yaksha saw that I was not in a hurry to answer, and he smiled bitterly, saying that if this is the case, the training plan is likely to end up with bamboo baskets, after all, it will take too much trouble to implement.

I didn't think so, but asked Yasha, "Southern Tibet, which is both plateau and forest, and even encounters harassment by the three evil gods, does this environment meet Boris's appetite?" ”

(End of chapter)