Shen Hongying had actually discovered the situation of the three wolf masters a long time ago, but she couldn't see the details clearly and couldn't hear the communication between the three of them from a distance, but she could also guess a rough idea. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Even if the wolf master and Frodo left, Shen Hongying didn't show up right away, because she didn't know if it was a trap or not.

Along the way, the wolf master designed several traps for her, but she shrewdly avoided them, so although this was a good opportunity to weaken the wolf master, Shen Hongying still waited cautiously and patiently, and continued to observe the development of the situation.

As for the specific performance after being bitten by the five-step inverted, the expert report of the Mi Jun pointed out that the toxin of the sharp-nosed pit is a hemolytic toxin composed of proteins, and this toxin is even more intensely bleeding. Immediate wound pain and bleeding, followed by swelling, blistering, tissue gangrene and ulcers, followed by dizziness and rapid heartbeat......

And then, and then there will be no then.

Shen Hongying has been patiently waiting for Sam's condition until Sam is dizzy, this is already approaching the final stage, if he waits any longer, Sam will definitely die. Therefore, Shen Hongying judged that this time it should really be an accident, not a trap.

When he saw Shen Hongying appear, Sam was surprised and burned with hope, and stretched out his hand to Shen Hongying and pleaded: "Please, save me...... Help me......"

Shen Hongying walked in front of Sam with a murderous aura, she chased after the wolf master all the way, their purpose was to avenge Xiao Yang and Da Lu with her own hands.

She could have watched Sam die under snake venom, but her obsession still made her appear, and she wanted to solve Sam's life with her own hands.

Silent, Shen Hongying stretched out a plain hand and grabbed Sam's neck, but at this moment, a treacherous light flashed in Sam's eyes.

He was still dying just now, and he suddenly burst out with miraculous power, grabbed Shen Hongying's wrist with both hands, and at the same time locked Shen Hongying's hand with his counter-joint, so that Shen Hongying's hand could not exert force.

Shen Hongying was taken aback, and her other hand immediately grabbed Sam's wrist and twisted it, only to hear a "quack", one of Sam's arms was torn off by her, but at this time, a strong wind suddenly hit the back of her head.

didn't care about killing Sam again, Shen Hongying hurriedly lowered her body to avoid it, but with a "snort" gunshot, an anesthetic needle hit her honey leg.

"Huh...... Stupidity! The wolf master threw the tranquilizer gun to Frodo, and sneered and looked down at Shen Hongying, who was falling into the grass with a sloppy gaze: "Do you still think that in Huaxia, you can't even use a gun?" Out of the border of China, it is the paradise of our wild wolves! ”

"Give me the antidote! Oh no! I'm really dizzy, I can't do it......" Sam seemed to lose all his strength, and fell back into the grass with a cold face and a pale face.

"Don't be nervous, old man, we won't abandon you!" Frodo immediately took out the antidote he was carrying with him and injected Sam: "Sam, you're good!" This time I was able to capture this chick alive, you have made a great contribution, and the wolf master will definitely reward you when you turn around, hehe, I really envy you......"

"Oh shit...... I almost died! It's just a little bit close! Sam let out a sigh of relief, but his demeanor was relaxed, for the Wolf Mercenary Regiment, being ruthless to the enemy was even more ruthless to himself, this was just a basic requirement to join.

"Hehe, aren't you fine!" The antidote that Frodo injected Sam with is currently the most advanced antidote in the world, and it can be said that the effect is immediate, seeing that Sam is fine, Frodo took out a large canvas bag and went to Shen Hongying, who was lying on the ground twitching slightly......

On the other hand, Belon has also chased out of the border and came to the territory of Annam.

Smeigall was at home in the middle of this jungle, he was like a big black flea, jumping around in the jungle with great speed.

But Bellen could feel that Smeagall no longer seemed to be scurrying around like a headless fly, but was clearly running away with purpose, as if there was an invisible signpost guiding him.

Beron believes that Smeagall must have found an organization, in fact, each mercenary group has their own unique contact methods, not to mention the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group, which can rank sixth among the top ten mercenary groups in the world?

Although they have cut off all modern means of communication, there are still ancient traditional means of communication, but Belon does not know it.

So Beron narrowed the distance between him and Smeagall to about ten meters, and if the distance was too far, it was easy to lose his goal in such a wooded and overgrown environment.

Smeig soon came to a col, which was a "concave" angle naturally formed by the mountain, and there was a herringbone camping tent here, which was obviously the temporary camp of the wolf mercenary group.

He rushed into the camping tent at no reduced speed, while Beron stopped, carefully observing the surroundings of the camping tent.

The camping tent looked neatly set up, and there was a clearing around it, with a burned-out bonfire on the ground, and the ground was charred and heaped with thick ashes, where it was evident that the wolves had barbecued here.

Outside the tent was a wire connected between two large trees, on which was a piece of air-dried clothing, which was constantly flying.

There are no sentry officers, but that's understandable, after all, it's inaccessible, and since there's only one herringbone camping tent, it should sleep two people at most, if three or more...... That would be evil!

Like a butterfly, Bei Long flew lightly to the back of the camping tent, but he didn't make any further moves, as if he was still thinking about something.

About thirty meters away, a bald white man lying in ambush behind the thorns stretched out a big hand to the tunnel entrance beside him: "Give me your hand!" ”

A small black hand poked out of the mouth of the tunnel, black and white were held together, and the bald white man pulled out a thin, short, and small black man with a little force.

It was Smegogall, who had just slipped into the tent!

The two gestured, and Smeigall smiled evilly, poking his head out with the bald white man, and quietly looking at the Belon hidden behind the camping tent thirty meters away.

"This time the phoenix is dead!" Smeagall took a slight charge from the bald white man's hand, and with a shot in his hand, he instantly became like a rainbow, as if he was not the one who had been panicking like a lost dog along the way.

"Yes, but he's really careful." The bald white man also had a slight punch in his hand, gently pressed down the hidden thorns in front of him, and peeked out of Beilong: "As long as he gets into the tent, he will be crushed, but he just won't take a step forward......"

"Bables, isn't this distance okay?" Smygall recalls the horrors of his time at Beron's house, and he can't help but ask, "Must you wait for him to get into the tent?" ”

"No, he's in range now, but if he's in a tent, the effect is the best." The bald white man Barbers thought about it, he had a detonator in his hand, he actually understood what Smeig meant, but his temperament was not so decisive.

"In that case, what are we waiting for?" Smeagall glared: "Don't wait any longer! Babs, listen to me, we have to detonate the bomb now, or God knows what will happen, maybe the next second he'll walk away......"

"Okay, okay!" Barbers opened his hand to stop Smegagonagall's chatter, he hated black people the most, it made him feel like a fly in his head, and most of all he felt that Smeigall had a point.

"Drop!"

Babers took a deep breath and pressed the detonator's button. About a second later, an earth-shattering bang erupted from the col.

"Boom ......"

The mountain shook as if half of the mountain was about to collapse, and the col was filled with thick smoke and dust, and rubble flew everywhere like bullets.

"Shoot!" Smeagall let out a low roar, and immediately swept the micro rush in his hand towards the camping tent that had been located in his mind.

After a long period of cooperation, Babs also tacitly picked up a slight charge, and gathered fire with Smeigall in the direction of the camping tent.

They used the Germanic MP5K9 micro-impulse, which was short but lean, with a theoretical rate of fire of 900 rounds per minute, and in a matter of seconds, the magazine of 30 rounds was vented by Smeagall and Babers.

The sound of "da-da-da" gunshots echoed in the col for a long time.

"Fak, Fack, Fack!" After Smyegall finished ejaculating, he looked at the billowing white smoke and couldn't suppress his excitement and screamed, "Yo-roar! ”

"Bingo!" Babers also laughed and turned around with his big hand, and the two clapped their hands in tacit understanding, celebrating the success of the ambush.

"Well done man, worthy of being the explosion expert of our wolf mercenary group!" Smeigall gave Babers a thumbs up, then winked and said, "Hey man! I've been exhausted these days, have you ever buttered bread or rum with a lot of energy? ”

Barbers' eyes glazed: "Yes, but it's all in the tent......"

"Oh shit!" Smeagall covered her face, but immediately let go of her hand and laughed, "But it's okay! As long as we kill the phoenix, we can have a pleasant vacation and start a new chapter from now on!

"Let's go, let's take a look, I heard that the phoenix is called an immortal bird, and it can be reborn from the fire, haha, maybe the phoenix can be put back together after it is blown up, just like Tom Cat, SpongeBob SquarePants or something, put it together and be a good man!"

"Haha! Maybe! Of course, Barbers knew that Smeagall was joking, knowing that the bomb he made with his own hands could blow up even a tank, and the phoenix, no matter how powerful it was, was still just one person after all. (To be continued.) )