I don't know how long it took, Zhang Liang woke up slowly. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he shook his head, which was still a little heavy, and struggled to get up, only to find that his hands were tied behind his back by the thumb-thick climbing rope and couldn't move.

"Brother Liangzi! You're awake! There was a whisper of joy beside him.

Zhang Liang turned his head to follow the prestige, and saw that eight or nine people were also tied up here. Surrounded by a circle of strangers dressed in camouflage uniforms and wearing night vision devices, with indifferent expressions, holding automatic rifles that Zhang Liang had only seen on TV, shaking and pointing at the captives on the ground.

Several acres of wild forest were artificially bulldozed, bonfires were lit in twos and threes, and more armed men like bodyguards or mercenaries formed a circle in five steps, guarding a large open space in the middle. Zhang Liang couldn't see what they were surrounding clearly, but could only see that there was a tent inside.

"Who are they?" Zhang Liang gently asked the dog leftovers beside him.

"I didn't know that I suddenly fainted in the tree, and when I woke up, I was tied up here." The dog leftover said dryly, with a hint of fear in his words, after all, he was just a young man in his twenties, "Brother Liangzi, will we all die here." ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Liang comforted, but he was also uneasy in his heart, "Hey! Who are you, why did you arrest us! ”

The armed mercenaries in front of them turned a deaf ear, their expressions still as cold as stones.

Zhang Liang was about to open his mouth to ask again, but the back of his head was suddenly slapped by gravity, and he suddenly fell to the ground in a trance. Gou Yuzi and the others shouted in a low voice, shocked and angry, and saw a man in black and sunglasses slowly coming out from behind Zhang Liang's fallen body, and his right hand was putting the pistol that had hit Zhang Liang into the inside of the suit.

"Sacrifice to death, what a noise." The man in black kicked Zhang Liang's head and said to the others with ashen faces, "Honestly shut up, don't rush to find death." ”

The leftovers of the leash dog are usually bold and not afraid of things in the village, and they were also frightened when they met Xiong Zhen on the mountain before, but they were not too afraid. But in the final analysis, it is still a simple little villager in the village, where has he ever seen such a big formation. Whether it was the barrels of those black holes or the indifference of the man in black like a dead dog, they had lost the courage to resist, and they shrank in the corner and trembled softly.

Zhang's conscience was also full of fear, but his mind was unusually clear at this time. It seems that his group is yelling and killing bears too loudly, and they were discovered and forcibly caught here by this group of uninvited guests who don't know what purpose. After the man in black walked away, Zhang Liang looked around, and he found that it was not just his own gang that was arrested, but also a few people squatting in several places dozens of meters apart, which seemed to be from other villages.

Suddenly, Zhang Liang's expression changed abruptly, and in the pile of people on the left, he found a half-grown child huddled with others.

Xiao Yong!

Zhang Liang now knew why Xiao Yong disappeared in the mountains, but at this time, his heart was full of bitterness. The younger brother found it, but he didn't know if he could get out of here alive, and the word sacrifice of the man in black just now made his heart cold.

The man in black had now walked to the tent in the middle of the clearing, and bowed down as if to say something inside. Soon the door of the tent opened, and the first person who came out was a slender and pale young man in white, who stood on the side of the door and stretched out his hand respectfully, and an old man in a navy blue tunic walked out tremblingly under his support.

The two of them walked slowly towards the nearest campfire, where the mercenaries were busy bringing folding chairs. The old man sat down tremblingly with the armrests on both sides, took a long breath, and then raised his face full of ravines and age spots to look at the young man with a face full of awe, and stretched out his right hand like a goosebump and gently rubbed the young man's arm: "Grandson, you have been busy with me for a while, and you have worked hard for you." ”

When the young man in white heard this, he hurriedly bent down and replied with great respect: "The old ancestor is going to shame his grandson with these words, and his grandson should do things for our Song family, where can I talk about hard work!" You are the pillar of our Song family, don't use your title to scare your grandchildren. ”

The old man grinned when he heard this, and his dry voice sounded to the mad man: "What's wrong with the old immortal?" I've lived long enough, and it's long overdue to go to the underworld to catch up with my old friends. ”

When the young man in white heard this, he could only accompany the old man to laugh awkwardly, and did not dare to answer.

"But even if I die, I will have to see this thing obtained by our Song family." The old man turned his head to look at a pair of rusty iron rods inserted in the ground in the middle, and his dead gray eyes suddenly flashed with a feverish light, "I want to see with my own eyes that it belongs to our Song family!" ”

Most of the rusty iron rods that the old man was staring at were stuck in the earth, only slightly revealing a foot long. The soil around the iron rod is as smooth as a tabletop, and the small trenches dug out from the rod are densely dug outward, and the overlook is connected into a jerky and incomprehensible pattern.

The young man in white also looked excited, staring at the inconspicuous iron rod and said: "Our Song family has investigated for ten years, planned for three years, searched for three years, and waited for three months in this deep mountain and old forest, just for this moment. Sun Er promises that it is our Song family! ”

The old man closed his eyes and often breathed a sigh of relief, as if to calm the excitement in his heart.

"Let's get started."

The young man in white nodded slightly, and accompanied by the man in black, he walked towards the several groups of villagers who were captured by them, picking something in the crowd, and arrived at Zhang Liang's pile in a few minutes.

"Look up." The man in black drank.

Zhang Liang and the others subconsciously looked at the two. The man in black stood respectfully beside the young man in white, and the young man's gaze was as cold as a snake, and his eyes jumped between several people as if he was choosing his favorite animal.

"You, come out." The young man in white stared at Zhang Liang and said lightly.

Before Zhang Liang could answer, the mercenary behind him grabbed Zhang Liang's hair and pulled him up from the ground, and quickly put him in the selected team.

Zhang Liang felt a burning pain on his scalp. He knew that no matter what these people were trying to do, what they wanted to do to their group, and now they had already begun to act. Zhang Liang's heart was a little frightened, but more than that, he was humiliated and unwilling. He knew that he and his companions were doomed, and that he could do nothing but be fiddled like animals.

Just when he was thinking a lot in his heart, the young man in white picked two more from the next pile of people and lined up behind Zhang Liang.

"Brother ?!!!"

An exclamation pulled Zhang Liang's attention over, and when he turned his head, he saw the shocked young man behind him, and a trace of sadness and guilt rose in his heart.

"Xiao Yong." Zhang Liang responded, his throat moved but he didn't know what to say.

The mercenary next to him knocked the butt of a gun on Zhang Liang's head: "Shut up!" ”

The young man in white picked two more people, a total of nine people, and took the lead in escorting the team back to the old man: "Old ancestor, is it enough?" ”

The old man raised his drooping eyelids and glanced at a few people, and nodded gently.

"The soul sacrifice will be placed here for the ancestor to be used for, and the grandson will go to prepare the blood sacrifice." The young man in white respectfully retreated, turned and walked into the flat ground around the iron rod.

The night is dark, there is no moon, and the stars are extinct. The young man in white looked up at the sky where he couldn't see anything, as if waiting for something. After a while, a cool breeze shook the mountains and forests, and the direction of the wind was blowing towards the white-clothed young man in all directions, gathering on the rusty iron rod, making a buzzing sound.

"Blood Sacrifice!" The young man in white shouted loudly, reaching out and grabbing a long knife handed by the mercenary beside him.

By this time, the remaining captives had been gathered together and driven out of the flat land. The man in black-clothed sunglasses suddenly grabbed the nearest captive, and the man who weighed more than 100 pounds was thrown to the white-clothed young man like a pillow in his hand, and the man who was thrown out unconsciously let out a frightened scream.

The young man in white suddenly moved, and in Zhang Liang's eyes, he approached the screaming man in the air like a ghost. The figures were staggered, the white light flashed, and the man's voice stopped abruptly. Still with a frightened face, the head was thrown out like a ball, smashed to the ground and rolled for a long distance. And the headless body sprayed scarlet blood from the severed neck, instantly staining a large area of land on the ground, and also splashing on the young man's white suit.

"Next."

He had a serious look on his face just now, and he had an evil smile like a mad demon on his face.

The old man was buried in a folding chair, his eyelids drooping, motionless.