Basan ran as fast as his legs went, ignoring the astonishing screams coming from behind him.

In the past, he led a group of hooligans, and one of his favorite things to do was to admire the frightened looks of the victims, listen to their desperate screams, and even enjoy their bitter pleading.

Basang often boasted to his subordinates that the screams of the weak are the clarion call of the strong, especially the crying and wailing of women, and they are the best aphrodisiacs in the world.

If you do something very happy in the midst of a woman's crying, it will be heaven.

Today, however, the situation is different.

Although the screams in the back were ten times more miserable than usual, a hundred times more desperate, and even let out a wail before death, he didn't stop, let alone the ** he wanted to hear!

Because, every voice behind him, he is so familiar, yes, it is all from his subordinates, the group of people who have no brains to eat and wait for death.

Even from the frequency and level of wailing and screaming, Basang could judge the location and Cheng dù of the injuries of these unlucky eggs.

There was a mess of screaming and swearing, but there was no voice of the man.

It's not a good money! It's so hot.

Bassan ran faster.

A sneer sounded behind him, yes, it was the laughter of the little black-faced guy, and although it was gentle, Basang could hear it clearly.

The sound of laughter, accompanied by the dull sound of his body hitting the ground and the crisp sound of a knife falling to the ground, was like a talisman, making Basang's steps almost fly.

These damn guys, who had expected to be able to resist for a few minutes and free up time for him to escape, didn't expect to be put down so quickly!

Basan hated to death in his heart, damn it, why did he choose this dead end in the first place! If it weren't for the dead end, Basang would have run away a long time ago, so why worry about that strange guy with a black face!

Damn, I blame myself for being greedy for money, and in order to divide the money with a few fewer people, I called the four most loyal subordinates, and there are still too few people in Tamu!

The wind blew in his ears, and Basan's lungs were about to jump out.

When you get closer, there is a stone bulge in front of you, step on it, and grasp the cracks around the walls, and you can climb the high walls of the Rinpa Monastery, climb into the walls, and cross the back kitchen of the temple, which is full of dry wood and briquettes, and enter the inner courtyard safely.

This is a back road that Basang has left for himself in countless street fights, a secret escape route that has been prepared for a long time and no one has told him.

The wailing behind him gradually died down, Basan's scalp was numb, his whole body trembled, and he threw himself with all his might, and finally caught the stone, and his heart was overjoyed.

It's a pity that he couldn't climb up anymore, his legs suddenly went numb, and when he looked down closely, two strands of bloody arrows shot out of his thighs!

At the same time, his body was like a stiff rotten stake, falling straight backwards, his head hitting a Nima stone, and he fainted.

Long Jiang downplayed the group of vicious Kangba men, and took his life by the way for the two guys with evil energy as high as seventy or eighty thousand.

During a mission, it is important to accumulate energy.

Luckily, this mission still gives experience, albeit only one-third of the usual one.

Originally, he wanted to kill the eight-character beard in front of him quickly, but somehow, maybe it was the peaceful sound of reading the scriptures coming from the Rinba Temple, which made him hesitate a little and give up the idea of killing.

When Basang opened his eyes again, a smiling black face appeared in front of him, and his white teeth smiled very brightly.

He immediately squinted at the mouth of the alley, and his heart was as discouraged as death, and his four right-hand men were already lying in a cloud of filthy blood, motionless, obviously too dead to die anymore.

"Not running?" Long Jiang squatted down with great interest, slapped his oily face with a sharp knife, and touched his whole body, except for a Tibetan knife, thousands of yuan, a broken mobile phone, and a thangka, there was nothing good.

Basang was so frightened that his whole body was motionless: "Woo Ha Duri! Woo Ha Dori! ”

Basang was slapped hard by Long Jiang in the face, and he was hot and uncomfortable: "Talking about people." ”

"A good man spares his life, spares his life!" Basang turned over and knelt down, his black and red face turned pale with fright, and he kowtowed like pounding garlic.

"Want to spare your life?" Long Jiang smiled and grinned, revealing a mouthful of small white teeth, touched his nose, rolled his eyes and said:

"Okay, do as I say, maybe, you can really pick up a life."

……

On the mountainside of Meici, the jungle is densely shrubbed, and on a deserted path, Long Jiang and Xiao Lori walk side by side.

"Husband, look, there is a small red flower on the edge of that red pine, I like it!"

"Creek, like me to let people pick it down! Basang, go! ”

"Husband, that squirrel is so cute!"

"Cute? Then take a group photo! Basang, take pictures! ”

Basang carried two big bags that were as heavy as small yaks, sweating like rain, hunched over, accompanied by smiling faces, and regretted it to death.

The goddess of the high snow-capped mountains is above, and Basang might as well die in that terrible alley at the beginning.

This black-faced kid, I don't know where the killing god came from, he can put down people with his hands and feet, and his martial arts are not good, he is more than ten times more powerful than the most powerful red-clothed lama in Rinba Temple.

And, most strangely, he knows everything.

After Long Jiang successively told the bank account numbers and passwords of the two Basang who hid the money, he completely gave in.

Isn't it just to lead the way? No problem! In the past, there were 43 bees in Gongga Mountain, and more than half of Basang had been there.

In order to survive, you have to try everything.

Basang endured the pain after the wound on his leg was bandaged, with a bitter face, step by step, with his fingers, quietly counting the roles he had played along the way:

Guides, porters, gardeners, photographers, cooks, trailblazers, lumberjacks......

Nima, Goddess, let Basang die.

But Long Jiang still refused to let him go: "Basang, Xiaoxi wants to eat honey, go and collect honey!" ”

Another identity, little bee!

Basan frowned, as the woods became denser and the road became more and more difficult to walk, it seemed that the role he played would have to increase. When did Bassan, who kills people without blinking, become a docile lamb?

The beautiful profession of a bad guy, when he reaches the level of Basan, makes him ashamed to death!

If the brothers on the mountainside of Meici were to see it, where should this old face go?

However, he didn't dare to resist.

Nima, when he thought of the black-faced kid behind him, he trembled with fright, it was too scary, it was too evil, it was too much.

"Husband, this bad guy is so obedient." Little Lori had already dismantled the big sniper, put it in the backpack, hugged Long Jiang's arm tightly, grinded her ears and temples, and whispered.

Looking at Long Xiaoxi's snow-white little hand holding a spoonful of sweet honey and smelling the body fragrance of the little Lori, Long Jiang smiled and said:

"He is transparent in front of my eyes, who his son, grandson, and wife are, and where he lives, I know it, any sentence can scare him half to death, and he can kill him with a touch of his fingers, including what he thinks now, I know."

"What was he thinking?" Long Xiaoxi was surprised, licked the sweet honey, and turned a circle of pink tongue.

Long Jiang secretly swallowed: "He was thinking, before the eagles in ambush by that group of guys are worried, it's best to find a chance to slip away, so that we and those murderers, dog eat dog is the best!" ”

Basang trembled with fright, tripped over a small branch, and fell to the ground kowtowing vigorously, crying bitterly.

Long Jiang was right, he was completely stunned. Nima, mind reading, is this still human?

Long Jiang kicked him hard: "Don't play dead, get up and go!" ”

He calculated the time and rushed to the Eagle Sorrow Valley where the group of guys were ambushed, and there was still time to relax.

Ever since that kind of thing happened to Xiao Qiao Feiya and Long Xiaoxi, Long Jiang always felt that she was indebted.

When she came back from Aguo, Long Jiang spent very little time with her, so she should give benefits to Xiao Lori.

Long Xiaoxi saw Basang get up with a roll, sneered, and said strangely: "Husband, I found that you have changed a lot recently, just flick your fingers, this villain will fall on his heels, is this martial arts?" ”

"Brook, do you know the Merger?" Long Jiang hesitated, lowered his voice and said, this time poor Basang can't hear it.

"What?"

Little Lori exclaimed, covering her small mouth, half-feeding and unable to close her mouth.

"My master is the saintess of the Huaxia Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and when she was alive, she said that the Merge is the most mysterious being in the world, and she is a superman! Husband, you're so amazing! ”

A little Lori with bright eyes, sweating slightly, snuggling up to you tightly with her plump body, shaking your arms, looking up at her pretty face, opening her petal-like mouth, and saying to you, you are so amazing!

I believe that no man can resist this temptation!

A hot breath rose in Long Jiang's abdomen, hugged Xiaoxi's fleshy body, looked at the pink mouth with burning eyes, and slowly stuck to it.

Long Xiaoxi's eyes closed slightly, his heels were slightly cocked, and his lips curled into a naughty arc.

Suddenly, a loud voice holding an electronic horn suddenly came out of the forest on the left: "Friends, work hard, there is Eagle Sorrow Valley a mile ahead, and then camp!" Sleep in Gongga Mountain tonight! ”

Heavy wheezing of broken branches and whirring could be heard from the dense forest on the left.

Long Jiang and Xiaoxi kissed lightly and quickly separated, and Xiao Lori's little hand reached out to her bulging waist and was gently held down by Long Jiang.

The woods in front of them are thinning, and a group of men and women dressed in colorful clothes, wearing a uniform style of mountaineering clothes, each holding a handstand, carrying a bag, waving a flag, and noisily appear on the left slope.

There were seven people in total, five men and two women, Long Jiang quickly made a judgment, looking at the good and evil stripes on the heads of these people, he didn't care, good has no great good, evil has no great evil, there is nothing to see.

"Basan, lead the way, avoid these guys."

Longjiang is going to kill people, the bald man and his gang are currently ambushing in the Eagle Sorrow Valley, if they are not eliminated, Longjiang is uneasy in his heart, and naturally the fewer people he sees, the better.

Basang agreed, and was about to turn, but was spotted by those men.

"Hey! There's someone over there, look, there's someone! Hey, stop! The loud voice spotted them, led a group of men and women, and came over excitedly.

From the woods to Longjiang is a small slope, these people ran very fast, and they arrived in front of Longjiang in half a minute.

An impudent voice suddenly sounded:

"I'm cǎo, such a beautiful foreign girl, come and see, it's so beautiful!"