24. I am the jungle

The tall Lambertian pines and sandalwood shaded the sky and the sun, and the shade was dark and damp, and the rotting branches and leaves were piled up with the carcasses of some animals, and they were soft and squeaky when stepped on. The miasma in the dense forest is like smoke, swirling between the branches and leaves. A few squirrels jumped up and down on the trunk of the tree, staring at the strange snoring creature in front of them with some surprise, and in the distance, a jaguar's roar made the whole noisy forest fall silent for an instant, as if it was the king of the forest who ordered them to shut up.

In the depths of the dense forest, there is a boulder several feet high, its roots are buried deep in the ground, extending in all directions, the body is covered with green grass, the grass is full of yellow, purple, and red flowers, several brightly colored butterflies are flying between the flowers and plants, the moisture on the grass is steamed by the sun, and it rises like a cloud, and a little rabbit jumps and turns from the side of the boulder, and then disappears in terror by the roar of the tiger.

Evergreen trees always seemed to like to grow together, distinguishing themselves from the straight spruce forests, distinguishing their territory with different shades of green on the hillsides, and a few gray wolves stood still for a moment at the roar of the tiger, and then disappeared into the damp thorns.

After half a minute, the little squirrel on the acacia tree became active again, and suddenly left the branches and burrowed into the dense foliage, and the birds resting in the tree were so frightened that they shook their wings and shook their balance, and then flew away quickly.

Mo Lei woke up from a light sleep, the sunlight shone on his face through the leaves that were shaken by the wind, he squinted, looked at the swaying fat leaves and the glittering golden light between the leaves, blocked his eyes with the back of his hand, and yawned.

I slept a little tired.

In the dream, wars are raging and wars are raging; Thousands of miles of red land, starvation all over the wilderness!

Stretched out his right hand, touched the injured left arm, the wound had been covered with herbs, and then ripped off his clothes and bandaged it, the phalanges of his left hand were cracked, and he also did a simple treatment and wrapped the medicine. That's the good thing about the mountains. The mountains are generous, benevolent, and indiscriminate, and in the mountains, as long as you are willing to go deeper, everything can be inexhaustible.

He tugged at the rope woven from the bark of a tree, which he had wrapped around his ankle to his chest, and fastened a snap to his chest, which would hold his body to the branches and rest in peace.

Smith's pistol turned off the safety and inserted it on the rope at his waist, the blade of the dagger was inserted into the trees, the handle of the knife was only a few dozen centimeters away from Mo Lei's hand, and an ant the size of a fingernail was lying on the back of the knife, looking at this cold and cold thing vigilantly.

The original clothes had now been turned into strips of cloth to bandage the wounds on his body, and the remaining part of Mo Lei was wrapped around his legs, and the wet shoes were now dry and comfortable, and the laces connected the two shoes and hung dangling from the branches.

There is also a set of simple and crude bows and arrows hanging next to the shoes, which is made from a taller 'Gabu tree' not far from the acacia wood, also known as the arrow poison wood, but it also has a name 'shirt tree', which shows that the effect of this tree is extraordinary, in the tropical rainforest, it is very rare to grow to more than 20 meters of 'Gabu tree', but this one is 25 meters high, which makes Mo Lei pick up a treasure.

The sunlight gradually turned golden, and Mo Lei woke up from his light sleep again. The wind swaying, the leaves rubbing, the rustling of branches and buds, and the smell of rotting leaves and sludge entangled, this environment seems to have made him lose his original alertness, but a little lazy.

It seemed that after a long time of stunned, Mo Lei realized that he was still tied with a rope, and then he groped for a while before finding the slipknot on his chest, untying it, and climbing up from the thick trunk, the squirrel that went and came back poked its head out of the branch above Mo Lei, and looked at the creature whose face and body were covered with mud without fear, as if he knew that he would not hurt himself, and squeaked twice.

Mo Lei smiled and stared at the squirrel for a long time, "Are you blaming me for invading your territory?" Don't be afraid, I'll be gone in a moment, don't be afraid ....... "The squirrel hid into the leaves, and after a while, it jumped out of it again, standing on the same branch as Mo Lei and grinning with his teeth.

"It's time for me to go......".

Mo Lei whispered to the squirrel, he wanted to reach out and touch it, but he was worried that it would be frightened, so he tiptoed out his hand to take the shoes hanging on the tree and put them on, then pulled out the dagger inserted into the tree, and took the bow and arrow off the branch and carried it on his body, his body was draped in homemade clothes, although it was a little rough, but it was very comfortable.

The squirrel squeaked and jumped on the branches, Mo Lei waved at it, put the rope on the tree branches, pulled the rope and slid down.

Time to go.

The things that should be dealt with are dealt with, the children in the family have received the money from Mr. Wu, and Bernikin here has revenge against Meng Chenglong's family, although Nelson said that there is a big boss behind the scenes, but, what does it matter to me?

I'm just doing what I need to do, and I can't take these regrets to the grave and make my brothers laugh.

What did the instructor who even beat people smile about?

"Our mission is to be forgotten, we will not even be engraved on the stone tablet, we will fall down alone for the sake of thousands of people to stand up."

"We are trained to be their last bassal."

……

Between dusk and night, the trance was in an instant, the ink-like black quickly swept in, enveloping the heaven and the earth, as if the heaven and the earth were solidified and one, and the wind whistling in the mountains and forests suddenly stopped, and there was no fog, but the moon and stars could not be seen.

Occasionally, there were phosphorus fires floating in the mountains, like souls with nowhere to speak, the owls' cries were intermittent as if they were about to die, several monkeys suddenly screamed and fought in the darkness for some reason, the birds in the forest were so frightened that they flew up, and they cried for a long time and did not know where to fly, the insects were so suppressed that they could not make a sound, and the beasts did not know where to hide.

A dark shadow walked quickly along the ravines and ridges, up and down the hills, through the tall trees or low shrubs as if walking on the ground, as if the ink-stained night had no effect on him, he calmly shuttled through the fallen leaves accumulated in the forest for countless years, like a beast growing in the jungle, merging with the night and the forest.

Thirty minutes later, the shadow appeared on the road near the town of Kalka, and he circled around 500 meters like a ghost before finding a place to stand.

The lights in the town were dim, and most of the houses were pitch black, but the faint light could still see the face of the black shadow, but his face was black, I don't know what paint was applied, only two eyes shining like two phosphorous fires in the night, and he was wearing a strange garment, and some nondescript props were hung, such as a pistol and a dagger in his waist, but he held a shoddy bow and a few long scissors in his hands.

He is Mo Lei.

On both sides of the road, there is garbage thrown everywhere and a water canal, the smell of barbecue food in the town is accompanied by the smell of garbage, most people have to cover their noses when they pass by here, Mo Lei stood on the other side of the canal for a few seconds, put his finger in his mouth, and learned a birdsong.

"You're not dead." A figure crawled out of the dry canal and ran to Mo Lei's side in three or two steps, his voice a little surprised.

"Say it in another place." Mo Lei looked at the ghostly Gail, and still wanted to kick him a few times, only this grandson would choose such a stinky place to meet, this is the time and place they agreed.

Of course, Mo Lei was worried that people like Gale would betray him, he had made a simple arrangement in the neighborhood before, and after seeing Gail, he pointed in a direction and took Gale into the darkness.

"You don't stink today."

A few minutes later, the two of them had already left the place just now and came to the foothold that Mo Lei had checked a few days ago.

"I'm not stupid, the wind stinks for three miles, can I still meet you? The whole world knows I'm here. Gail hung up his beard and took a shower, but he was a little absent-minded when he talked to Mo Lei.

Mo Lei watched the surroundings vigilantly, "I'll confirm with you about the documents." ”

"When do you want to leave, no problem, I'm going to leave this hellish place too."

"Anytime."

"Let's go, the sooner the better, this place is full of pictures of you, a new sheriff has arrived, and he said that you must be arrested, you must be lived."

"Then let him think." Mo Lei listened quietly to the sounds around him.

"That ......, Brother Killer, you're going to help me with that, right?" Gail asked hesitantly, he had an agreement with Mo Lei, of course, Mo Lei thought that if this matter was easy to handle, he might as well help him deal with it, but he didn't know if Gail's story was true or false.

After all, making up stories is a human strength, and most adults lie casually, and sometimes even doubt the truth of their own lies.

"I'll help you after I look into it." Mo Lei's voice became bizarre, with a reassuring charm.

Gail nodded, "Then you can go, you can't go to the Chinese quarter." ”

"Why?"

Mo Lei knew that something was wrong.

"In that building, a few people came today, giving people a ...... feeling, how to put it, it's very scary, well, it's very similar to some of your temperament......."

"Huh? And then what? Mo Lei interrupted Gail's words.

"Before it got dark, they went to the Chinese community, along with a couple of policemen, including the new sheriff."

Old man Wu......!!!

The madness that Mo Lei had suppressed suddenly came out of his heart.