Chapter 217: The Star Alliance

Song Jian followed the young man into the mountain forest building, and to Song Jian's surprise, there were only two ordinary women in the building

Looking left and right, Song Jian was slightly puzzled, a few hours ago, he clearly saw the strong man enter this building.

The young man behind him walked in and said, "Senior, your star kill order shows that you are the deputy leader of the third group, may I ask, do you need to go over now." ”

Song Jian couldn't figure it out, so he just nodded, anyway, Pulsatilla's xìng grid was already cold and irritable, and Song Jian just couldn't speak.

"Okay, senior, this operation is important, so, the star lord instructs, you need to leave your communication tool with senior." The young man was very polite to Song Jian, but he didn't feel strange about Song Jian's owl mask.

Song Jian didn't have a mobile phone with him, he stretched out his hands and signaled that he didn't carry any communication tools.

The young man took out an instrument from the table, shook it on Song Jian's body, and nodded.

Song Jian looked at his wrist, and he still had the multi-functional watch that Li Mengya gave him on his wrist, but this instrument was not detected, so it should be better to keep it secret from the Weapons Manufacturing Bureau of the National Security Bureau.

The young man walked to the side of the bed, lifted the bed board, took out a walk-around with a headset from it, handed it to Song Jian, and said, "Senior, this is a communication contact, during the operation, all instructions are conveyed through this communication contact, your password is three, you can keep in touch with the members of the three groups of Star Alliances." ”

Song Jian took the intercom and just nodded.

The young man said to one of the women, "Take the seniors to the third gathering place." ”

The woman was just an ordinary woman, maybe hired temporarily, or she might be a confidant cultivated by the Star Alliance, and the woman took Song Jian and walked out of the back door of the building.

Only then did Song Jian know why the strong man disappeared, it turned out that this place was not the final meeting place, this was just a reception station, and the next place was the meeting place.

"Covenant? What is it? Why have you never heard Li Changjiang and the old monk Yunkong mention it? Song Jian was puzzled, he followed behind the woman, and looked at the woman, the woman looked very ordinary, with a walk-around device pinned to the clothes on her body, and a pinhole camera, that is to say, now Song Jian and the woman's whereabouts are all being monitored and tracked.

The back door is a mountain road, the woman didn't go far with Song Jian, and then she encountered a fork in the road, which was a three-way road, and the woman took Song Jian to the middle of the road.

Song Jian asked angrily: "Isn't it the third group, how to take the middle road?" ”

The woman didn't expect Song Jian to suddenly speak, she was startled, and then replied respectfully: "Back to the master, groups one to three are all taking the middle road, four to six groups are taking the left road, and seven to nine groups are the right road." ”

Song Jian let out a "hmm", shocked in his heart, it turned out that there were nine groups.

After walking a short distance along the path, the woman went diagonally up and walked up a mountain path, and after walking along the mountain path for a while, it was a cave.

Song Jian's footsteps paused slightly, he felt a hint of crisis, on both sides of the cave, there were people in ambush.

At this time, the woman raised her hands, and a watch on her wrist sparkled.

With a "whoosh", a man in black jumped down from the top of the cave, he was wearing a black sè night suit, and his face was wearing a black sè hood commonly used by terrorists, and the man first nodded to the woman.

The woman turned to leave, and the man glanced at Song Jian, then leaned back, bowed slightly, and let Song Jian enter the cave.

Song Jian finally understood why the young man in the mountain forest building was not surprised that he was wearing an owl mask, it seemed that most of the people in this organization were wearing hoods.

"Friend, please come in," the man began.

Song Jian strode towards the cave, his eyes quietly glanced at the grass on both sides of the cave, and in the grass, there were two snipers in ambush.

For the martial artists at the peak of dark power, maybe ordinary guns are not a threat at all, but in the face of some high-intensity sniper rifles, it is still very troublesome, making jīng dense sniper rifles, the speed of the bullet can exceed the speed of sound to fly, so that unless the murderous aura is sensed in advance, or the peripheral vision of the eyes sees the bullet, the warrior can dodge, relying solely on the ability to listen to the wind and distinguish the position, it is impossible to avoid the attack of the sniper gun.

Song Jian was secretly on guard and walked into the cave.

The man in black with a hood followed Song Jian all the time.

The cave is not dark, the length is more than 50 meters, and after leaving the cave, it is a stone pond. The so-called stone pond is a pit blown out by the quarryman with explosives when mining the mountain stones, sometimes it rains heavily, it will be full of water, many stone ponds are very deep, the children in the mountains go to bathe, one accidentally drowns in it, and the corpses are not easy to salvage.

This is a stone pond, about 100 meters deep, looking up you can see a lot of trees growing on the mountain wall, on the edge of this stone pond, there is a temporary two-story wooden building.

"Friend, this is the meeting place of the third team of the Star Alliance, during this time, please do not leave this stone pond, otherwise, you will be charged with leaking the secrets of the Star Alliance." After the man in black finished speaking, he retreated back into the cave.

Song Jian walked towards the two-story wooden building, the whole thing was weird, and now, Song Jian had no way out.

"Pulsatilla is already the peak martial artist of the dark energy level, almost the first person at the dark energy level, such a terrifying strength, in this Star Alliance, he is only the captain of a squad, and he is also the vice captain, so to speak, is the captain of each group a martial artist of the inner qi realm? Nine groups, at least nine martial artists of the Inner Qi Realm? Then above the group, there must be other levels, so this Star Alliance ......" Song Jian thought of this, his face changed slightly, but Song Jian was not too worried, after all, there were three true qi in his dantian, it was really not good, forcibly invoking the dantian true qi, if he wanted to escape, he could still do it.

Outside the wooden building was a courtyard with a wide open door.

Song Jian walked in, there were two people in the courtyard who were whispering, and when they saw Song Jian, the two of them were stunned for a moment at the same time, and then turned around and continued to talk about their own affairs.

These two people were wearing loose sportswear, the expressions on their faces were stiff, and their skin was pale, Song Jian frowned slightly, and then he understood that these two people were wearing rubber masks on their faces, just like a woman's mask, only revealing their eyes, nose and mouth.

With this mask, you can hide your true face without obstructing your view.

Song Jian suddenly sighed that his owl mask for two yuan was a bit too cheap.

Seeing that the two people ignored him, Song Jian also pretended not to know him, and he strode towards the wooden building.

The smell of wine came.

Song Jian sniffed, he ate a vegetable pancake at noon, and now he was indeed very hungry, he walked in, and there were several tables in it. There were only three people on the entire first floor, and the three of them gathered around a table, drinking wine from a sea bowl and eating fragrant barbecued meat.

"Is this a big bowl of drinking wine and eating meat? It seems that it is indeed the style of Qilu Daxia," Song Jian smiled secretly in his heart.

Song Jian walked in, the three of them paused, and one of the fat-headed bald heads pointed at Song Jian, laughing, "Hey, brother, your mask is so cute, you have to pay a few dollars." ”

The fat bald head was straight, and his voice shook Mulou.

A little old man next to him covered his fat bald mouth and whispered, "You don't want to die!" That person, maybe Pulsatilla! ”

Although the little old man's voice was small, it was still captured by Song Jian.

Song Jian just snorted coldly, looked at the second floor, and strode upstairs.

Upstairs was a resting place, and Song Jian sensed it, several rooms were empty, and there was no one. But five of the rooms were locked, presumably occupied by the five people I had just met.

Song Jian chose the innermost room, pushed open the door and walked in, the room was very simple, only a wooden bed, a round table, a simple bathroom, and a bathroom that could only be solved slightly.

Song Jian looked at it, put his backpack still on the bed, and sat on the bed, Song Jian slapped his forehead, thinking carefully about what was going on.

When Rì killed Pulsatilla and got this agarwood card from his pocket, Song Jian didn't expect it to lead to so many things. Obviously, the five people who came here didn't know each other, and the reason why the little old man below recognized himself as a pulsatilla must be because his hair was all white.

Moreover, the people here are also wary of each other, as can be seen by the hoods and rubber masks they wear.

So, who has the means to bring together so many people who don't know each other here? What is the purpose of being here? Could it be related to Yīn's Yang Gate?

Song Jian thought about it, and concluded in his heart that it must be related to the Yīn Yang Gate, but, could it be that this Star Alliance wants to attack the Yīn Yang Gate?

Song Jian was startled by this thought, and then he shook his head, feeling a little impossible, although Song Jian had never seen the true strength of the Yang Gate, but since the Yang Gate could be combined with the Buddha Gate, the Dao Gate, etc., it must not be simple, and from the words of the Yunkong monk, Song Jian could also hear that this chūn Qiu Six Sects, each sect is not simple, compared with those so-called big families and super forces, it is not a level at all, chūn Qiu Six Gates, It should be a force that can compete with the state apparatus.

Even if there are nine squads, even if there are other masters, it should be impossible to eliminate the YĪN Yangmen in one fell swoop.

Shaking his head, Song Jian decided not to think about it anymore, anyway, he would mix for a while and feel the situation.

His stomach began to rumble again, Song Jian put down his backpack, walked to the door, picked up the copper lock on the door, locked his room, touched Long Wei on his waist, and Song Jian walked towards the first floor.

The three people who were drinking saw Song Jian, and their voices lowered at the same time.

Song Jian sat down on a table by the window, looked at the table, there was a button on it, Song Jian pressed it, and soon a man's voice came from the button, "Ten minutes later, the wine and food will be delivered, please wait." ”

Song Jian looked out the window boredly. (To be continued.)