The two of them strode forward, climbed mountains and crossed streams, and zigzags back and forth in the deep mountains and old forests.

The middle-aged man had been reminded in advance before setting off that the government base was heavily guarded, and from the first step, it was like being on the battlefield, and every step of the crisis was necessary, and it was necessary to be very cautious. Therefore, the two of them went all out, guarded all around, and did not indulge in the slightest. Fang Lan is even more true to the extreme, his ears and eyes are running, Fang Yuan is surrounded by Vientiane, insects and birds are singing, leaves and flowers are blooming, and they are all in the eyes.

His spine stretched, his nerves flowed, like a seasoned cheetah, waiting for an opportunity to move, his feet were swift, and whenever he encountered the turbulence of the cliffs, he waited to cross at leisure. The toes are spread out, fluttering like soft cotton, stepping on the ground, almost silent. A pair of hares foraging in the mountains, he passed by, and the little guy was confused and confused, and he didn't notice it.

So fast shuttle, in the blink of an eye to a big river, the river rolled, rolled up white flowers and water waves, roaring and deafening. Fang Lan casually lifted a boulder of more than ten catties and threw it into the water, the boulder was swept away by the current, and it was too late to sink.

Fang Lan was speechless, "Brother Zhuo, the river is too wide, the water is too fast, this is a few miles long, I'm afraid it's not easy to pass." ”

The middle-aged man didn't answer, and asked, "Fang Lan, did you bring a blade?" ”

Fang Lan spread his hands, "The young master has always been empty-handed, and he has never been in the habit of carrying weapons. ”

The middle-aged man smiled: "This is not a good habit. You come with me. "Lead the way, go up the river, about 100 meters away, and stop moving.

Fang Lan stared at it, the water surface here was slightly narrow, the water flow was gentle, far less turbulent than before, and said with a smile: "This place is good, the water is not very deep, so let's cross the river from here." ”

Seeing the middle-aged man with a wicked smile on his face, he frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?" There is no need for middle-aged people to answer, the next moment is already clear, it turns out that in this moment, the river has a large pile of bubbles, and more than a dozen crocodiles poked out of the water, grinning their teeth, staring at the two of them with bad intentions, and staring at each other.

Fang Lan stomped his feet and scolded: "Grass, I've been robbed halfway." Only then did I understand why the middle-aged man asked him if he had a blade, and it turned out that this guy had already made up his mind to cross the river from here and fight his way out of the crocodiles.

Thinking of this, he smiled helplessly, "Brother Zhuo, where is your dagger, borrow me to make it?" ”

The middle-aged man vetoed it and waved his hand, "Come less, I want to borrow Qinggang, there is no door." He stepped into the water and said with a smile: "Brother, I'll take the first step and wait for you on the other side." With a smile, the crocodiles gestured with disdain and provocation, and the dagger flashed coldly, dazzling the group of ancient creatures in front of them.

An adult crocodile with strong limbs was the first to lose his breath, and swam in a hurry, approaching the middle-aged prey, whose eyes were cold, quietly looking at the water potential, and the essence of light flashed in his eyes, and the murderous aura was brewing. Wait for the crocodile to be three feet in front of him, step into the best attack distance, lightning moves, dagger swing cut, right in the crocodile neck, such a light stroke on the neck, the dagger is sharp, even in the face of hard objects such as crocodile skin, it is everything broken, and the tofu is generally calm.

But seeing a blood flower floating in the water, the crocodile was still confused in his mind, and he didn't know why he died, and he was already dying, and the corpse was on the spot. Before dying, the minions were hideous, and they still maintained the offensive momentum.

Middle-aged people solved the immediate troubles, did not look at it, walked in the water, stepped on the water, the body was like a sharp arrow, and swam straight towards the opposite shore, where there was a crocodile on the way to die, he stabbed it casually, it was a move to kill the enemy, not a second hand, simply and neatly remove the obstacles. Killing five crocodiles like this is already down-to-earth and out of danger.

He landed on the shore and beckoned to Fang Lan, his deep voice was across the kilometer-wide river, and in the wind blowing and drumming, it clearly came into Fang Lan's ears, "What are you kid rubbing?" Hurry up and don't get down to business. We only have four hours, and every minute and second is precious. ”

Fang Lan scolded in a low voice, "Grass! You kid carries a knife with you, Lao Tzu is bare-handed, fuck, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk. ”

In the sound of scolding, treading water and crossing the river.

When the crocodiles saw their prey coming to the door, they swarmed to it. Fang Lan waved his fists and feet, the chalcedony skill was raised to the peak, and a punch was split, and the front crocodile brain was in the middle.

The strength of his fist is huge, although he attacks through the flow of water, the fist is blocked, and most of the power is removed, and there are still seven or eight hundred catties of momentum. The crocodile was in a daze, and he didn't snort, he fainted on the spot, and his body of nearly half a ton bounced in the air, and was thrown by Fang Lan's punch, slashing several meters in the air, slamming the ground, and falling heavily into the water.

Fang Lan's shot was merciless, bang The remaining eight crocodiles were frightened when they saw him so fierce, and they all fled.

Fang Lan withdrew his fist, without saying a word, quickly waded across the river and landed ashore steadily. Stepping on the ground, without saying a word, he raised his hand with a palm, slashed at the middle-aged man's chest, and scolded: "The surname Zhuo, there are crocodiles in the river, you already know it?" Why don't you notify me in advance? In the midst of the scolding, the fist was tigery, the giant force was pressing, and the lightning attacked.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, facing Fang Lan's palm, his face did not change, and he also struck out a palm, and sent it forward lightly and chicly, without any trace of fireworks.

In mid-air, his palms intersected, his middle-aged shoulders trembled slightly, and to put it mildly, Fang Lan's fist was sent into the boulder under his feet, the boulder was naturally generated, no less than a hundred catties, standing on the riverbank for many years, eroded by wind and rain, and the edges and corners were smooth.

With a click, the boulder was hit by Fang Lan, and it immediately shattered, clattering into a pile.

The middle-aged turned to the offensive, grinned, and pulled the young man's palm, "Little ancestor, don't be angry." Let's go, it's not too early. ”

I can't help but say, just take a step.