In a valley a hundred miles away from the Eagle camp, overgrown with weeds and rocks, a swift figure was stealing through various covers.

If you look closely, this person is the man named Park Wenbo, that is, the chief instructor sent by the military region. At this time, he reconnoitred left and right as he walked, carrying an iron box in his hand, which was the box containing the fragments of the ancient red dragon's genes.

In this way, he continued to walk quietly for more than half an hour, and came to the mouth of a hidden cave. After looking around to make sure no one was following, he dodged into the cave.

As soon as you enter the cave, you can find that although the entrance of this cave is narrow and covered by trees and grasses, the space in the cave is quite wide, with a height of several zhang and dozens of zhang square. Obviously, the man named Park Wenbo has already stepped on this point.

After entering the cave, he came to a relatively flat and smooth rock block and sat down, rested against the rock wall for a while, and then he took the iron box and gently placed it in front of him, and opened it with great care.

The lid of the iron box was slowly lifted, revealing a small vacuum glass tube inside, in which only a very thin sheet of glass was attached to the two ends of the tube, and a fingernail-sized gene chip was embedded in the glass sheet.

At the moment when the lid was opened, the gene chip embedded in the glass sheet emitted a reddish-golden light, although this light was not in a flash, but it was extremely penetrating, and instantly reflected the entire dark cave red, so frightened that Park Wenbo quickly leaned forward and covered the lid of the box to cover the glass tube.

After the light passed, the cave returned to darkness, and Park Wenbo looked around extremely nervously, as if he was afraid that the light just now would attract uninvited guests.

After a long time, after making sure that there was nothing abnormal, Park Wenbo finally sighed and leaned against the rock wall again, but when he looked at the iron box again, his eyes showed a look of satisfied greed.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being a twelfth-level genetic fragment, and it can sense the power of heaven and earth to shine when it is sealed in a vacuum." Park Wenbo muttered to himself while looking at the box, the greed on his face became thicker and thicker.

For him, it was an absolute surprise that he had obtained the genetic fragment of the primeval red dragon this time.

As an undercover agent, he was stationed in the Mountain Eagle Special Forces as the chief instructor and instructor, and he didn't know about the genes of the primeval red dragon, until the secret son of his sect who was lurking in the bullying sect secretly contacted him, and told the mountain eagle that he had the fragment of the primeval red dragon gene, and the bullying sect was ready to take action to snatch it, and he had the idea of praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches.

However, he has selfish intentions for this matter, and in his opinion, since his sect does not know about this matter, then he has the opportunity to find a way to take it for private ownership. After consulting and instigating with the fellow disciple who was lurking in the Bullying Sect, the two finally decided to steal the benefits privately.

But since the two of them decided to snatch the fragment of the Ancient Red Dragon gene in private, they couldn't borrow the power of the sect, and with the strength of the two of them alone, they felt that it was a little thin, so the two decided not to make a move for the time being, and waited for the opportunity.

Until Chixingye used the shadow son of the Bullying Sect to kill Zhang Zhicheng, Park Wenbo felt that the opportunity had finally come, so he also decisively used his shadow to kill Chixingye in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, Akashino was extremely cautious, not only was he dodged, but he also killed his shadow son in turn, but fortunately, the fragment of the ancient Red Dragon gene finally fell into his hands, and he lived up to his careful planning.

As for the unfortunate fellow who was killed, he had no mercy, not only did he not have to share his interests, but he also had one less person to tell his secrets.

Now for him, whether he hides himself and waits for the opportunity to integrate in the future, or uses this thing to find a big backer to rise to the top, it is a rare opportunity.

Thinking of this, Park Wenbo couldn't help but feel a little proud when he looked at the iron box, so he picked up the iron box again and looked at it, he felt that the more he looked at the box, the more pleasing it became, the more he liked it.

Just as he looked at the iron box in his hand with satisfaction, fantasizing about the future glory, a trace of green ghostly fire slowly emerged from his hand holding the box.

At first, Park Wenbo didn't pay attention, still immersed in the dream, but the ghost fire gradually spread, and after a while, the five fingers holding the box appeared to burn.

Seeing the flames on his fingers, Park Wenbo woke up in shock, and hurriedly slapped with his other hand, wanting to extinguish the flames. But the strange thing is that this dark green flame not only could not be extinguished no matter how much it was beaten, but it ignited on his other hand.

Park Wenbo's face showed a look of horror, and what scared him even more was that although this ghost fire did not feel burning, he could feel that his body was gradually eroding, and his energy was slowly being withdrawn.

He quickly threw away the box, stood up, and desperately slapped the ghost fire with both hands, and even found a branch on the ground to pat it, but instead of extinguishing it, the green ghost fire burned more and more, burning all over the body in the blink of an eye.

Park Wenbo's entire body began to burn and scorch rapidly, but he didn't seem to feel the burning pain, and still slapped his whole body desperately, trying to extinguish the ghost fire on his body.

The slapping became weaker and weaker, and Park Wenbo's muscles seemed to be gradually burning out as the ghost fire burned more and more, and his charred body slowly sat down and shrunk into a ball and slowly stopped moving.

With a "boom", the green ghost fire suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the wreckage of Park Wenbo in the fire quickly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Bang", the ghost fire suddenly extinguished without warning, and as the light of the fire dissipated, a person who was alive just now disappeared into thin air.

The cave was silent, except for the iron box resting quietly on the rock, and there was no sign of burning on the ground, not even the branches that had been beaten just now showed no sign of burning.

At this moment, a figure in a wide black robe quietly appeared, this person covered his head with the brim of the robe, and he couldn't see clearly, but the cold and deep exudation of his body made people shudder.

The visitor floated silently in front of the iron box, quietly staring at the box on the ground, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. After looking at it for a moment, he stretched out a wide sleeve robe and pressed it on the box on the ground, and the box magically flew into his wide sleeve robe.

After getting the box, the man in the robe turned around and wanted to leave, but when he turned around, he glanced at the place where Park Wenbo had just burned and disappeared.

"Huh?" The robed man was slightly surprised, as if he had seen something strange.

Following the direction of his gaze, it turned out that there was a black six-pointed star mark on the ground where Park Wenbo disappeared, but the cave was too dark to be found without looking carefully.

"Six-Mangyu Heavenly Sect?" The robed man said slowly, but his voice was extremely gloomy.

After a moment of silence, the robed man muttered to himself again: "This sect is not something that this sect master can compete with now, it seems that everything must be careful in the future." ”

With that, he lifted his robe and wiped it on the ground, then turned to leave, and the six-pointed star mark on the ground was gone.

At this time, Wang Lang and the others had also returned to the camp, and they had been somewhat mentally prepared for the situation of the camp before returning to the camp, but when they saw the camp, they were still shocked by the tragic situation around them.

The entire camp was strewn with corpses, and more than 400 special forces soldiers were killed in battle, including Xiong Fangqi, the deputy captain of the group. The enemy also quickly left after dropping twenty-two corpses, seventeen B-class and five A-class.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground that were being cleaned up, Wang Lang's heart was heavy, while Xu Yuya, Ling Fei'er, and Shan Fei were sad.

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