"This tiger seems to have the function of 'anti-hidden'."

Fixed his eyes on the tiger roaring in a deep voice, and then looked at the man next to him, the corners of Yang Jie's mouth curled, somewhat superior. With a ruthless memory, he is stronger than most people in terms of breath sensing, almost on a par with some animals with a sense of crisis.

For example, the young man next to him, at the moment he was well disguised and did not show any flaws, just like an ordinary tourist. This point, except for Yang Jie's accident, everyone else thinks so.

And the appearance of this tiger broke most of the disguise of the youth. At the moment, if he wants to do anything more in this temple, I am afraid that he will be closely monitored by the monks.

"I just don't know, what is this brother for?"

Glancing at the other party, Yang Jie pulled Su Wei to sit cross-legged on the round tuanpu under the greeting of the monks of the temple. In front of them, there were two large clay pots and some dishes, and the dishes were both meat and vegetarian, and they were indeed very rich.

It's just that what makes Yang Jie cry and laugh is that the crockpot is not hot, it is rice, and there are no chopsticks or spoons next to it, so if you want to eat, you can only grasp it with your hands.

This lunch is the first time that Yang Jie has eaten it with his hands since he was two years old, although the food tastes good, but this process, well, he doesn't want to remember, and he will never tell others.

After lunch, Yang Jie didn't stay in the temple for long, left with Su Weiwei, and found a nearby hotel to live in. Payment and payment, Yang Jie had to sigh the charm of the soft sister coin, in Asia, especially in Southeast Asia, the soft sister coin is still very popular, if it is not for the special saving of money, there is no need to exchange for the kyat.

Standing on the windowsill of the hotel, Yang Jie could see the only road in the town that led to the Muyu Temple.

After crossing the border, Yang Jie's mobile phone has no signal, neither roaming, nor buying a local mobile phone card, so he doesn't have to count on contacting his uncle and asking him to tell him when he will appear, and everything else will be watched by himself.

It wasn't until the evening, after waiting for half a day, that Yang Jie heard the sound of a car approaching, and through the moonlight and the front and rear lights of the car, Yang Jie could see clearly that it was a truck.

In the middle of the night, a truck suddenly appeared on this road, even if he couldn't see the license plate clearly, Yang Jie knew in his heart that it was Lu Jifeng who had arrived.

"Su Wei, come over here."

Watching the truck pass by, Yang Jie beckoned to the female reporter who was sitting in the living room, but when Su Wei got up and walked, he suddenly stretched out his hand and slashed at him.

This trick is not a new thing, Yang Jie has no other thoughts, and carries the unconscious female reporter back to the bedside, Yang Jie sighed silently: "Sleep, when you wake up, you can go home." ”

With that, he closed the door and walked out of the hotel.

When he came to the street, Yang Jie could see the truck and several cars behind the truck driving towards Muyu Temple one after another. The speed of the car was very slow, and Yang Jie didn't even need to sprint with all his strength to fall behind and follow steadily.

Yang Jie seemed to be very comfortable following behind, but in the truck in front of him, Lu Jifeng was not relaxed at all.

By this time, in fact, the uncle had already known his situation, and it was very likely that he would die here like the previous ones. Even if he didn't see what was in the truck's bed, that didn't stop him from knowing that it would be bills.

The truck, guided by a car next to it, bypassed the front gate of the temple and came to the backyard. At the same time, an iron door slowly pushed open from the inside, and several Burmese monks appeared in his sight.

The truck did not turn off completely, and the exhaust pipe was still humming, but Lu Jifeng's palm holding the steering wheel couldn't help but sweat stains.

Things have come to this point, there is no turning back, the only thing he can do is to find a way to live.

Seeing the monk in front of him walk away and motioning for him to drive the truck in, Lu Jifeng released the clutch pedal under his feet and let the truck move forward slowly.

However, when the truck fully entered the backyard, the right foot suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the truck, which was about to stop moving forward, suddenly let out a dull roar, and then rushed to the side courtyard of the nearby temple.

"Boom~~"

There was a loud bang, it was the sound of a truck knocking down the Buddha platform, but at this moment, Lu Jifeng had no time to care, he just wanted to rush in, and then find an opportunity to fight with these terrorists.

In the past, he also had the blood of a soldier, and with this, he would not let himself admit defeat easily.

There was a loud sound, of course Yang Jie heard it, but he didn't choose to follow the back door, but rushed in directly from the front of Muyu Temple, at this time, there was no need to hide and disguise, the cards were pinched in his hands, ready to attack at any time.

“%￥#@*……%￥…”

As soon as Yang Jie broke in from the front door, several monks appeared in front of him, and after the leader said a lot, he seemed to realize the language barrier, and with a wave of his right hand, he surrounded Yang Jie with the monks beside him.

"Rushing up without a guy? This is the rhythm of looking for death! ”

Sneering at the four monks who rushed towards him, Yang Jie flipped the cards in his hand, and after he came out of his hand, he went straight to the neck of a monk.

The monk who didn't know that Yang Jie had this skill was tricked on the spot, and Yang Jie also saw for the first time that under the high-speed spinning flight, the power of the playing cards can tear a Chengren's neck apart.

Its sharpness is no worse than that of metal knives.

The blood, sprayed out at this moment, dyed the pure and thin temple with a bit of anger.

The cards flew out, taking away a life, and at this time Yang Jie was already close to the other three monks, but his face did not show any panic, and his left hand holding two long nails suddenly waved, bringing up a piece of blood.

"Bang~~"

Just when Yang Jie was about to finish off a few monks, a gunshot suddenly came from behind him. After the gunshot, the monk, who was still struggling on the ground, suddenly lost his breath.

When he heard the gunshot, the hairs on Yang Jie's back suddenly exploded, and at the same time, cold sweat flowed. If this shot was not aimed at the temple monks, he would definitely not have escaped.

"In this situation, don't leave a trace of life." After the gunshot, accompanied by footsteps, a man walked up to Yang Jie from behind, his lips slightly open, and he spat out a sentence.

At the same time, Yang Jie looked sideways and realized that the person who shot was the one standing beside him at noon. Seeing the indifference on his face and his words of not taking human life into account, Yang Jie couldn't help frowning slightly.

It's just that this is not the time to argue with each other, since the two have the same purpose, let's deal with the current situation together.

"Bang~~Bang~~Bang~"

With a little vigilance, Yang Jie and the man next to him walked into the front hall one after another, and just after crossing the threshold of the front hall, they heard a series of gunshots from the back of the temple, and Lu Jifeng's truck also rushed in from the rear, crashed into the stone pillars of the temple on the side and stopped.

The right card flew out, knocking out the creature in the hands of a monk who was trying to get close to the truck, and while the other man was in pain, he stepped forward and a long nail pierced his neck.

"Uncle Lu, come out quickly!"

Solving one person again, Yang Jie quickly approached the truck, at this time Lu Jifeng had already opened the door, seeing this, Yang Jie immediately stepped forward and pulled Lu Jifeng out of the car, and said at the same time: "What should I do now?" Rush out? ”

"Can't go yet!"

The uncle didn't say much, bent down and picked up the rifle of the dead monk on the ground, and at the same time raised his arm to spit a tongue of fire at the left entrance of the back of the hall.

"Hold on for an hour, and someone will come to support."

Struggle behind enemy lines, united front, and rejuvenation of China......