Ning Kun's Mercedes-Benz can't sit down, although there is not much damage, but at least for the time being, it can't start. Yan Murong took the little man who was still unconscious from the trunk and threw it into the back compartment of Little Snake, and the three of them got into the off-road vehicle driven by Little Snake.

"Where are you going?" The little snake started the car, looked at Yan Murong and asked.

"Go to Hebei." Yan Murong said.

"Got it." The little snake nodded, she knew that Yan Murong was going to Longteng's base.

Ning Kun didn't say anything, of course, no one asked for his opinion, he sat in the back seat, and began to feel a little scared in his heart.

Every man shouted a slogan, but when he really faced death, he was also afraid.

Ning Kun's identity is prominent, but this does not mean that he is not afraid of death, he didn't think so much when he crashed, and he didn't think so much when he shot, but when he sat in the car and remembered the tragic incident of the little man who was twisted and broke his legs and passed out, his back couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat - what kind of scene would it be if no one helped? Could it be himself who broke his legs?

After thinking about it carefully, Ning Kun felt that he must have been favored by the goddess of luck, you see, otherwise, there were so many terrible people around Yan Murong, and it would not be easy for him to live well.

The car quickly drove onto the road, and it was already two o'clock in the morning when I received a text message on my phone with a mobile reminder Welcome to Hebei.

Yan Murong knew that after such a long time, the guy in the trunk must have woken up early, but he was a smart man, knowing that his legs were broken and his hands were tied again, so he didn't make a sound or struggle.

When the car arrived at the gate of the military region, it was stopped by the soldiers standing guard, and the identity of the little snake was inconvenient to enter here, so he got out of the car early.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" The soldier saluted, knocked on the window and asked.

"There's something to deal with." Yan Murong said.

"Please show your ID."

This is the military region, and it is now the middle of the night, that is, the military region that will not allow others to enter and exit freely during the day, how can it be possible to let Yan Murong in at this time.

"Papers?" Yan Murong thought about it, it seemed that he really didn't have any documents, so after groping around on his body for a while, he took out the brand of Long Teng, handed it to the soldier, and asked. "Is this okay?"

Originally, the soldier raised his vigilance when he saw Yan Murong handing over a sign, but when he saw the inconspicuous sign clearly, his body suddenly tensed, his body was straight, he saluted Yan Murong, and said loudly. "I'm sorry chief."

"I'm not a chief, can you let me in now?" Yan Murong said with a smile. I thought, this brand of Emotional Dragon is so easy to use, take it out and show it to people, so that people can stand up and salute.

"I'll go open the door right away." The soldier put down his hand, turned around and ran quickly towards the guardhouse, and after a while, the electronic door slowly opened to the side, Yan Murong smiled and thanked him, and drove the car in, and the soldier also raised his hand in the direction of the car and saluted, looking at the tail lights that gradually disappeared from sight, his face was full of admiration.

"Dragon?" Ning Kun asked. He didn't talk much along the way, he didn't speak, and Yan Murong didn't find anything to say to him, so at this time, he took the initiative to ask.

"Yes." Yan Murong nodded.

Yan Murong came once, and it happened that he was not a road idiot, and soon, the car came to the inconspicuous two-story building in the small courtyard. At this time, it was already late at night, and the small building on the second floor was dark and rumbling, but Yan Murong could feel that there were no less than ten pairs of eyes staring at their car around.

As soon as the car stopped, a person walked out of the door of the small building. By the light of the headlights, Yan Murong saw that this was a man who was about 1.8 meters tall and looked very ordinary, but the black windbreaker with the logo told him the answer, this man was also a person from Longteng.

"Yan Murong?" Seeing Yan Murong coming down, the man asked.

"It's me." Yan Murong said with a smile.

"I'm an old demon." The man introduced himself, his eyes looked at Ning Kun, looked at Ning Kun, and didn't say anything, but his nose sniffed. "The smell of human blood."

The nose is smart enough, Yan Murong thought to herself, no wonder this guy is called the old demon, the old demon should be his nickname, right?

"I need help." Yan Murong said bluntly, he knew that although they were wearing black trench coats, similar to the Matrix, they were all soldiers, they liked to be direct, and they didn't like to go around the bend.

"Let's go." The old demon nodded, and after Yan Murong brought up the little man from the back compartment, he turned around and led the way in front.

Passing through the stairs on the first floor, the old demon stopped in front of a room next to the stairs, and when he opened the door, Yan Murong found that there was something else in the inconspicuous two-story building of Feelings, and behind this door was not a room, but a staircase leading to the underground.

"He can't go in." After opening the door, the old demon blocked the door, pointing at Ning Kun, who was following behind, and said expressionlessly.

"And where is he going?" Yan Murong asked.

"Turn left, the penultimate room on the left inside, where you can rest." After speaking, he watched Ning Kun turn around and leave, and then continued to walk down with Yan Murong.

After walking through a dark staircase, it dawned in front of me.

Yan Murong looked at the basement and found that it was no different from the above, except that one was on the ground and the other was underground. And, on the other side, there is a staircase that leads to the bottom, and it seems that there is more than one basement floor.

"Your name is the old demon?" Yan Murong picked up the small man and asked without words.

"Yes." The old demon didn't seem to want to talk much, and replied simply and clearly.

"Is this your nickname?"

"Yes."

“――”

Yan Murong felt that this man was really boring - Yang Duo was good, pure and beautiful, and had affinity, and he was not as old-fashioned as this guy, as if he could take as much oxygen as he could say a few more words.

"That-" Yan Murong was still unwilling and asked. "Why didn't I see you the last time I was here?"

"Perform the task." The old demon's answer is still to save if you can.

"What task?" Yan Murong asked curiously.

So, the old demon stopped talking.

"I'm sorry, I forgot I couldn't say it." Yan Murong smiled awkwardly. "Why is it so quiet here? What did everyone else do? ”

The old demon suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Yan Murong with strange eyes.

"What's wrong? Am I saying something wrong again? Are they all out on a mission? Yan Murong also stopped and asked strangely.

"It's 2:48 a.m." The old demon looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist and whispered.

"So what?" Yan Murong blinked his eyes and asked with a strange expression.

"So- they're sleeping!"