Muma Mountain, ten kilometers north of Shuangliu, Chengdu.

This rare slope and hill in the entire Chengdu Plain, although it is called a mountain, is not tall, it was originally just a large hillside full of bushes, but now it has been developed into a treasure land with every inch of land.

The whole Muma Mountain is divided into two, on one side is all high-end villa residential area, on the other side is a special tourist area developed as a tourist area and a huge 18-hole golf course, surrounded by several rivers, a variety of evergreen shrubs and trees, the environment is beautiful.

Especially on the sunny side of Muma Mountain, under the cover of a neat American pine forest, the huge Muma Villa is like a paradise away from the hustle and bustle, with herds of cattle and sheep, galloping herdsmen, and tents and yurts dotted with stars, all of which make people think that they are in the vast prairie.

However, this is not a tourist area, the whole Chengdu people know that this land belongs to the hunchback Basang, and the vast pine forest area around the villa is private territory, and no one dares to enter the interior of the villa without permission.

But Bai Ze didn't have any scruples, and drove the car all the way to the foot of Muma Mountain, before turning off the car and stopping.

On the side of the road, he stood in a fist frame at random, breathing slowly, slowly pressing down the boiling qi and blood in his body, Bai Ze stared coldly at the Muma Villa at the end of the road in the dark night. Along the sloping slope, the entire wooden horse was covered with dense vegetation, and a cool breeze blew, and a dark cloud drifted overhead, obscuring the moonlight, and the sky and the earth became much darker.

The road at the foot is wide and smooth, and there is a place about a kilometer from where Bai Ze stands, which is the gate of the villa, and under the stone archway of the Tibetan structure, there are horizontal lines horizontally, indicating that this is a private territory and a forbidden area. On both sides of the view is two small gatehouses, decorated very distinctively, a few uniforms, wearing hats "security guards", in the bright light, walking around on both sides of the gate, eyes from time to time swept around, looking very vigilant.

Behind these security guards is a white fence six or seven meters high, with barbed wire more than one meter high on it, and a warning slogan of "do not touch electricity if there is electricity".

This is the goal of Bai Ze's trip, if there is no mistake, at this time, the hunchback Basang should be in it to entertain guests.

As early as outside the city police station, Bai Ze had already taken out some more useful things from the mouths of those gangsters, knowing that although this Muma Villa was only one of the many industries of the hunchback Basang in Chengdu, there were definitely a lot of people inside. In normal times, a large number of Tibetan herdsmen take care of the pastures for him, grazing cattle and sheep, and he also has a group of thugs who specialize in Tibetan wrestling, and they usually train here. There were 100 people, all of whom were fierce wrestlers with fierce surnames, brave and aggressive, and ordinary people couldn't get into it at all.

As soon as midnight passed, there was a cool breeze blowing, the sky was covered by dark clouds and the moon, it was actually not a while and it began to rain, although it was not big, but the vegetation on the mountain was luxuriant, the water vapor was originally big, this rain, between heaven and earth, immediately a cool, hazy water vapor everywhere, so that people's minds were clear.

As soon as the weather changed, the guards at the gate of the villa hid in the gatehouse.

Only Bai Ze was still standing quietly in the dark night, letting the rain drench him from head to toe.

After another ten minutes, the rain gradually became heavier, the mist was filled, and it was connected together, even Bai Ze looked up at this time, it was difficult to see the scene more than ten or twenty steps away, and the lights on the hillside in the distance were even more dim and blurred.

"Sure enough, even God can't stand it!" Bai Ze stretched out his tongue, licked his lips, and suddenly sneered a few times: "The wind is high and the sky is on fire, the moon is dark and the night kills, and the ancient rangers kill people in the middle of the night, isn't that what it looks like?" Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

He started by practicing iron arms and poking his feet, and the kung fu of a foreign family is the most refreshing to kill people.

What's more, at this time, there was also an "evil" thought in his heart, even if the heavy rain outside his body could not extinguish the anger in his heart, a wave of anger rushed into his brain, and the gods and Buddhas could not stop it.

He knew what kind of character the hunchbacked Basang was, not only was there a lot of people inside, but there must have been guns.

So I didn't plan to fight hard, but like a big cat, silently through the night and infiltrated. At this time, as soon as midnight passed, the moon was dark and high, and it suddenly rained, and this group of people was unlucky, and it was destined for this fate.

Who would have thought that in such weather, there would be a bad star like Bai Ze to kill him.

The body was close to the surface of the wall, Bai Ze stepped on it violently, and the next moment the person had risen three meters high, and then the person was in mid-air, one foot kicked hard towards the wall, and suddenly jumped up more than one meter high, at this time his head had exceeded the wall, and his eyes swept away, and he saw a bush under the wall.

Immediately stretched out his hand, pressed lightly on the wall, exerted his arm, and then his body surged out of thin air, with a snort, bent his knees and shook his arms, it was really like a big bird, and instantly crossed the wall power grid, and then fell lightly to the ground, and his body moved, and immediately disappeared into the bushes.

But in an instant, suddenly he snorted behind his head, and a gust of fishy wind blew, Bai Ze's ears moved at the same time, listening to the wind to identify the position, and his backhand was grabbing behind him, and in an instant, in the darkness, he only felt that the eagle claw in his right hand fluttered, as if he had scratched something hard, and then there was a low wail in his ears, and a strong force shook with his arm, plopped, and fell in front of him, splashing in all directions.

A black shadow struggled twice, and then disappeared.

"Good fellow, such a coincidence, he actually jumped into the Tibetan mastiff's den!"

Bai Ze looked closely, and saw a Tibetan mastiff the size of a calf lying in the middle of the muddy water in front of him, with long hair, like a lion tiger, but unfortunately he was caught by Bai Ze, and his head was broken, and all five fingers fell into the middle of the skull, and the brain was mixed with blood, and it flowed to the ground. At this time, those who are already dead cannot die anymore.

It is said that in the Qinghai region of Tibetan Province, herdsmen graze cattle and sheep, migrate pastures, and raise several Tibetan mastiffs to drive away the hungry wolves that are ubiquitous on the grassland. And this kind of big dog, born fierce, is the most loyal to the owner, is the only dog in the world that is not afraid of any beast, a purebred adult Tibetan mastiff can defeat three wolves, can make the leopard willing to bow down, can take care of hundreds of cattle and sheep.

This hunchbacked Basang is a Tibetan, and of course the dog is also used in the Tibetan mastiff. It's just that I don't know how many mastiffs he has released to patrol at night in this villa, and if there are too many, it will be a trouble for Bai Ze.

Fortunately, a heavy rain came in time tonight, although the nose of the Tibetan mastiff is smart, but there is rain blocking, not close to a certain extent, and nothing can be found. Otherwise, just now, there was only a wall between the two sides, and before Bai Ze jumped over, he would definitely find out, and when the time came, the sound would spread for ten miles, and the entire mountain villa would definitely be under martial law.

It's not like now, because he was a step slower to find Bai Ze, and the sneak attack didn't make him die.

Really good hunting dogs, trained, know when to bark, when to rush, just like hunting on the grassland, mastiffs will bark a few times when they find prey in the distance to transmit information to the owner first, only close enough, will silently rush up to bite and bite.

To put it bluntly, it is actually "the dog that bites does not bark".

After tidying up a little and dragging the body of the Tibetan mastiff into the bushes to cover it, Bai Ze was like a big cat in the shape of a human, running quickly through the pasture. The place was so big, a bit like a farm in the northeast, with pastures on the periphery, and only near the end of the hillside was the place where people were most concentrated.

There are not only dozens of tents dotted around, but also a very huge Tibetan-style watchtower is built at the highest point, and from a distance, it looks like a tiger squatting on the top of the mountain, very vicious.

The sudden heavy rain covered too many traces for Bai Ze, forming a wonderful cover for his actions.

During the journey, although the rain had already soaked his whole body, the skin under his clothes was not cool at all. On the contrary, if there is no breathing, the beating of the heart is also minimized.

It turned out that his kung fu at this time had already passed through the inner family Xiao Zhoutian, and after completing the steps of forging muscles and bones, he could already use his own qi and blood to be transported like an arm.

He is now running in the rain, like a ghost, scurrying and scurrying, in a blink of an eye, dozens of meters away, but it is the same body that has already closed the pores of his body, locking the emission of heat in the body, coupled with the surging qi and blood in the body, all over the body, it is simply cold and heat, naturally not afraid of rain, cold and cold.

Approaching the top of the hillside like black smoke, and killing a few mastiffs that noticed abnormalities along the way, Bai Ze first touched the outermost tent, and looked around quickly for a moment, only to find that these tents were not made casually.

Instead, it is lined up on both sides in the shape of a half-moon, sometimes staggered, divided into five layers, like the stars arching the moon in front of the watchtowers behind it, and the distribution is almost blocked by all the necessary roads that can be close to the watchtowers on this side of the hillside.

"No wonder this hunchbacked Basang sat down for so many evil things, with Sun Mingguang's ability, he couldn't help him, so he had to play tricks and tell me to make a move. Looking at the precautions here, it is indeed very tight. If it hadn't been for the timely arrival of this heavy rain, I wouldn't have been able to touch it so lightly. ”

The tents of the Tibetan people are all big tents of cow hair, rainproof and dustproof, cold and warm, no worse than the house or anything, and each of the tent areas in front of you is equipped with night lighting, cross irradiation, and there are few dead corners.

Bai Ze chose a light-revealing tent on the very edge and listened attentively.

I heard the sound of the TV being turned on inside, and there were two other people, who seemed to be doing something, and their low gasps like beasts reached their ears in bursts, and there was a faint woman's wail in the middle.

Bai Ze's face changed, and he immediately stretched out his hand and pulled the curtain of the door and rushed in, and sure enough, he saw two big men who were naked, like bears who had lost their hair, were surrounding a petite body one after the other, constantly stirring...... (Five hundred words omitted here, Harmony!!) The curtain of the tent is woven with cow hair, and it becomes very hard when it is wet, and the gap in the middle becomes smaller, so it can shelter from the wind and rain, at this time, as soon as it is opened, the two people inside are sweating profusely, and suddenly shivered, and the person who is facing the door raises his head suddenly, the silver smile on his face has not yet receded, Bai Ze is already an arrow step, from the door to his side, five fingers together like a knife, and cut it on his throat horizontally.

With a click, the man's neck fell back at a ninety-degree angle, and he fell softly, and half of the bones in his neck were shattered into slag.

Immediately after a hand, the palm knife turned into an eagle's claw, and the brush swept over the throat of the person behind him, and suddenly a blood line sprayed from the man's neck to the roof of the tent, covering his throat with one hand, pointing at Bai Ze with the other, and as soon as his eyes rolled, his body fell down like a dead fish.

These two people are tall and strong, with big shoulders and round waists, each of them has a thick crust on their palms, and the muscles on their arms are bulging, as if they are practicing bodybuilding, obviously those hunchbacked Basang who specialize in wrestling, but it is a pity that in this case, against Bai Ze, from the moment he entered the door, with one palm and one claw, it did not take more than two seconds to die.

On the low bed below, there was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, who was already bruised at this time, foaming at the mouth, and completely fainted, with blood flowing down between her legs, and her whole face was swollen, and she couldn't see a ...... clearly.

Stretched out his hand and dragged a thin quilt from the side to give the girl what she should be on her body, Bai Ze's face has now become iron-blue, the ten fingers of his hands, the sound of continuous staggered movements, the green tendons on his temples are rising, and the back molars are crumbling.

Combined with some confessions obtained from the mouths of the two thugs, Bai Zechai could also guess the origin of this girl. Ten of them are going to be trafficked abroad.

"It's still a child, if you don't do it, you just kill all these beasts!"

With that, he directly grabbed a Tibetan knife more than one meter long from the table in the tent, threw the copper sheath casually, and walked out.

(To be continued)