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The tree house was very quiet.

Tom didn't immediately burst out and take down Zhao Chunliang, who dared to pretend to be that gentleman in his opinion, he looked at Zhao Chunliang intently, as if he wanted to see some flaws in Zhao Chunliang's face.

It's a pity that he didn't see anything from Zhao Chunliang's face except for being calm.

"Do you know what kind of sin in this rainforest can never be forgiven?" Tom asked.

"What kind of sin?" Zhao Chunliang asked with a smile.

"In this rainforest, if you kill people, fire and robbery, and even kill us instructors, no one will bother with you, but if you are disrespectful to Mr. Toga, or that gentleman, then no one will be on your side in this rainforest, and you will be torn to pieces by all the angry people..."

"Why?" Zhao Chunliang asked again.

"Because, all the people in this rainforest live for Mr. Toga and that gentleman, and it is Mr. Toga and that gentleman who give a second life to all the people in this rainforest, there are murderers, there are beggars on the roadside, there are people who have completely lost faith in life, some of them may be sent to be bulleted, some of them will freeze to death the next winter, and some of them will commit suicide by lighting charcoal at home, but because of Mr. Toga and that gentleman, everyone survives, although it is very difficult hereBut all of us can feel the changes in our bodies, we have changed from ordinary people to people who can now be a dozen ten, or even a pair of hundreds, all thanks to Mr. Toga and that gentleman, our respect for the two gentlemen, from the heart, we can even die for the two gentlemen, and now, you dare to call yourself that you are the gentleman in front of me, which really makes me not know what to say, although the gentleman has never appeared in front of us, but Mr. Toga once said, that gentleman, It is a noble nobleman of Samba Country, since he is a nobleman of Samba Country, then, that person must be a Samba Countryman, may I ask you, where do you look like a Samba Countryman? Tom asked, looking Zhao Chunliang up and down.

"Toga, do you really say that the gentleman is a nobleman of the Samba country?" Zhao Chunliang's face was a little weird.

"Yes, do you need me to ask Mr. Toga for verification?" Tom clasped his hands on his chest and sneered.

"When did he tell you that?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"When? Your questions are a bit too much. Tom naturally lowered his hand, slowly clenched it into a fist, and said, "When I take you down, maybe I'll sue you." ”

"Okay." Zhao Chunliang shrugged his shoulders helplessly, looked at Tom, who had already rushed towards him, sighed, and said, "You are all my private property, and it hurts in my heart to hit you." ”

A few seconds later.

Tom, the instructor of Camp No. 8, was tied to a tree trunk in the middle of the treehouse by Zhao Chunliang.

His face was swollen and his mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to speak, but he couldn't.

Despite the miserable appearance, Tom's face was indescribably fanatical.

The fanaticism is like the worship of the gods they believe in.

"Hmm... Not... Hmm"

Tom made some whimpering sounds in his throat, and there was a distinctly hollow spot in his neck, and it was because of that depression that Tom couldn't say a word.

Looking at Tom's appearance, Zhao Chunliang was a little sore.

He was so naïve that after handing over the entire base to Toga, he never took care of the base again, so that until now, it is difficult for him to prove that he is him.

"It seems that this is the only way to do..."Zhao Chunliang pondered for a moment, then made a decision, and then said to Tom, "You should have a device here that can directly contact Tuhe, right?" ”

Tom was stunned for a moment, then sneered, and did not speak.

Zhao Chunliang raised his hand and pressed it on Tom's neck.

"If Mr. Toga really comes, then your time of death will come."

"It's fine." Zhao Chunliang smiled and said, "I'll know when he comes." ”

Tom didn't hide anything about the communication equipment, he pointed to something in the corner that resembled a radio transmitter, and told Zhao Chunliang that it could contact Tuga.

So, Zhao Chunliang walked up to the transmitter and, as Tom said, pressed some irregular characters.

A few seconds later, the transmitter suddenly went off.

"Camp Eight, what's the matter?"

"Help me transfer Mr. Toga." Zhao Chunliang said.

"Okay."

There was silence on the other end of the transmitter for about thirty seconds, and then Toga's voice was heard.

"Tom, you're looking for me?"

"Toga, come to Camp 8." Zhao Chunliang said.

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the transmitter, and then the entire transmitter creaked as if it had been disturbed by something.

"Toga, are you really trying to make me sad?" Zhao Chunliang looked at the transmitter and sighed, "Although I already have a rough idea of what you did behind my back, I always thought that if you can take the initiative to confess to me, then I can't give you a chance, and now that you are like this, it will be difficult for me to do it." ”

The transmitter was still squeaking, no human voices.

"I'll go back to you." Zhao Chunliang said and turned off the transmitter.

Tom looked at Zhao Chunliang with a sneer and said, "If you were that gentleman, Mr. Toga, would you not recognize you?" ”

"I'm still the same gentleman, Toga, and I'm not the Toga of the past." Zhao Chunliang sighed faintly, ignored Tom, and walked straight out of the treehouse.

The night was very beautiful, but Zhao Chunliang's mood was not very good.

He returned to the treehouse, saw Aragorn still fiddling with his knife, and said, "Why do you want to kill the Golden Hound?" ”

"He killed my parents." Aragorn said expressionlessly.

"Oh..."Zhao Chunliang nodded.

"If I could, I would like to kill the owner of this base." Aragorn said suddenly.

"Why?" Zhao Chunliang asked in surprise.

"Because he's taking in a lot of demons." Aragorn said calmly, "Some people deserve to die, but they don't, because of such a base. ”

"And some people don't deserve to die?" Zhao Chunliang said.

"To die or not to die, it's not up to people to decide." "I've heard that there is a saying in Shenzhou that everyone has a life, and when everyone should die is predestined. People who don't deserve to die, even if they don't come here, won't die. ”

"Your theory, it's really..."Zhao Chunliang smiled dumbly, and then said, "However, it is undeniable that some of your words are right, and some damn people really didn't die because of such a base." ”

Aragorn nodded, and continued to sharpen his sword, but did not speak.

"I guess it's going to be a little troublesome later." Zhao Chunliang said calmly, "I'll build yì you go to another room to stay." ”

Aragorn raised his head and looked at Zhao Chunliang, frowning slightly.

"There might be some really good people coming." Zhao Chunliang said, "There may be accidental injuries. ”

Aragorn got up and walked out of the cabin.

"It's really ruthless." Zhao Chunliang smiled self-deprecatingly.

Not long after, Aragorn pushed open the door of the hut and walked back.

"Yo? Why did you come back again? Zhao Chunliang asked in surprise.

"A lot of people came, and they went the same everywhere." Aragorn said, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

At this moment, the screams suddenly remembered outside the house.

Zhao Chunliang was a little surprised, walked to the door of the wooden house, and opened the door.

In the night, a group of people in camouflage uniforms had already rushed into the camp.

None of them had hot weapons, all of them had cold weapons.

They rushed into the huts, and screams rang out from each of them.

"This is..."Zhao Chunliang looked at those people in surprise, he thought that Tuga would send some people to kill him, but he didn't expect that Tuga actually planned to let the entire people from Camp No. 8 bury him...

Zhao Chunliang suddenly thought that he had used the thing in Tom's room to send a message to Tu He before, so in Tu He's opinion, it was very likely that Tom had been subdued by himself.

"I'm so embarrassed." Zhao Chunliang touched his head apologetically, turned to Aragorn and said, "Since you can't escape, do you want to come out and have fun together?" ”

"Playing?" Aragorn squinted, looked at Zhao Chunliang, and after a moment of silence, stood up with his knife.

"I'll go first, feel free to do so." Zhao Chunliang smiled, turned over and jumped off the tree.

As soon as he landed, two sharp machetes, one left and one right, slashed at Zhao Chunliang.

These two machetes were very fast, like two lightning bolts.

The knife surface reflected the moonlight, illuminating Zhao Chunliang's face so clearly.

Zhao Chunliang smiled slightly and strode forward.

The two machetes missed, and then, Zhao Chunliang's hands opened violently towards the two.

With two bangs, the two people who attacked Zhao Chunliang covered their faces and fell to the ground in pain.

Zhao Chunliang didn't stop for a moment, and rushed out ahead.

In the camp, the screams were endless.

However, the screams were originally from the people of Camp Eight, but then they slowly changed to those attackers.

One after another, the attackers were thrown into the open space in the center of the camp.

Without exception, these people had their hands and feet broken.

Zhao Chunliang did not kill him, because these people were likely from other camps, and in this rainforest, all the people, all the bases, were his private property.

The screaming gradually stopped.

There were more than thirty people in all, all lying in the middle of the camp.

Zhao Chunliang clapped his hands, took out a headset from his pocket, buckled it in his ear, and then said, "Tuhe, where are you now?" ”

(Sunday is coming, and the storm is coming, and all the storm will be updated according to the time said yesterday~ Don't be impatient, everyone.) ）

This book was first published from 17K Novel Network, the first time to see the genuine content! R405