Jack called Agent Peter and asked him about the specific route and location to Ramie Hill Manor, and said that it might be a secret base of anti-Tang terrorist groups lurking in Constantinople, and he would investigate it first.

"If I haven't contacted you in 72 hours from now on, then please send a rescue team to Mount Lamy, it means I'm in trouble." Jack put down the phone.

After Jack had eaten and drunk enough, replenished his ammunition, food, fresh water, and other supplies, refueled his car, and sped away along the route Peter had told him.

The villa was exposed and could not stay any longer, and after driving for a few hours, Jack made sure that there was no vehicle behind him, so he drove the car into a wooded area on the side of the road, and lay down in the car and slept for a few hours.

It was light and he drove on.

I ran from early morning to evening until I reached Mount Lamy.

Once in the mountains, the road winds upwards and narrows, and the higher you go, the more dirt sections there are. The speed of the car slowed down.

Because it was late at night, I rarely ran into a car on the other side. Even in sharp turns, as long as Jack can't see the lights of oncoming cars, he takes advantage of the entire road surface to pass without slowing down.

Twenty minutes later, Jack drove to a short distance from Mount Ramie Manor and hid his car in a wooded area.

The moon peeked out from the clouds, and the streams shone silver.

After eating some dry food and drinking some fresh water, Jack opened the trunk in the back of the car and took out an automatic rifle with the strap hanging around his neck and the body of the gun across his chest. Shoes are wrapped with a rope to prevent slipping, and a zip belt is tied around the waist.

The remaining two zi bullet belts were carried on the left shoulder and the right flank. The rest of the rope is wrapped around and hung around the waist.

Closing his suitcase and putting on deerskin gloves to prevent thorns from stabbing his hands, Jack climbed the cliff. Pause for a moment and listen.

All you can hear is the murmuring of a mountain stream, the cooling of the engine in Jack's car, and the sound of the wind through the trees.

The cold air in the forest was overwhelming, and Jack couldn't help but shiver. He began to move in the woods. Shoes with ropes wrapped around them are difficult to walk on the road, but they work well on slippery hillsides.

As he walked, Jack nearly crashed into a thin wire painted black across his chest.

Jack suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Take a closer look at the two ends of the wire, and in the bushes, there is a bow hidden on the left and right sides. The wire was attached to the crossbow's machine, and the bowstring hung on the barb, on which was an arrow used to hunt the great beast. The arrowheads of steel are sharpened.

Jack stepped back five meters, picked up a rock, and threw it at the wire in front of him.

The stone hit the wire impartially.

The wire was bent by the stone, which pulled the trigger of the bow tube, and the bowstring was detached from the barb, and the bow bend snapped.

The arrows released from the two crossbows on the left and right whizzed past where Jack had been standing.

The arrow from the crossbow on the left pierced the trunk of a nearby beech tree to a depth of twenty centimeters. The arrows fired from the crossbow on the right swept lightning through the trees and disappeared into the night.

Jack walked cautiously for more than ten minutes, and a wall appeared in front of him, which was more than 2,000 meters long and nearly three meters high.

Jack, reckoning that Ramie Hill Manor had arrived, climbed the fence and jumped on a nearby fir branch, which was deeply bent. Jack wasted no time in clinging to the trunk of the tree and sat down at the fork in the tree.

It was six meters above the ground. The estate has a large two-story concrete structure, as well as a remame, a garage and a guard box.

However, Jack no longer had time to take his surroundings in stride. For at this moment some fishy beasts sprang out of the woods and swooped down on Jack in the trees, eight of them.

Those animals are kind of like Doberman police dogs. But it is much larger than the Doberman Police Dog, about the size of the Scottish Shepherd, with a pointed mouth and long teeth.

Neither barking nor growling, he stared at Jack with fierce eyes that burned like green flames, and pounced on him with incredible leaping force.

The first one jumped up, and Jack underestimated the beast's leaping power. I didn't expect the beast to jump so high that it almost bit his foot.

I couldn't help but be taken aback, hurriedly withdrew my feet, and lay on the branches.

Not far from his right foot, the beast's upper and lower jaws snapped together in the void. Make a terrible sound.

Before the first one hit the ground, the second pounced. Jack whispered, standing awkwardly on the branch. The second animal tried to grasp the branch with its front paws, but did not grasp it, leaving deep paw prints on the branch. Falling to the ground, he rolled over and got up nimbly.

Jack hurriedly grabbed the tree pole and climbed up. The third jumper bit down on the pole at Jack's feet, grabbed the trunk with its front paws and tried to climb up like a bobcat, but was unsuccessful.

Climbing a higher branch, Jack sat down, and now, at last, calmly looking down on the beasts that were attacking him.

They are not Dobermans, but rather a hybrid of Dobermans and Aragas, and they have incredible jumping power not only because their muscles are far stronger than dogs, but also because they have the same bones as wild wolves. The hollow part is large, with a large body and a small weight, inheriting a strong wolf bloodline. Silent during the attack, this is also a characteristic of wolves.

Seeing that the attack was fruitless, the beasts sat down in a circle under the fir tree where Jack was hiding, glaring at Jack viciously and posing in a position of protracted battle. His chin was wet with saliva.

The special revolvers are so loud that Jack decides to use a poison needle against them. From his coat pocket, he pulled out the cigarette holder that fired the fast-acting poison needle and the cigarette case containing twenty prepared poison needles.

Pinch the suction end of the cigarette holder and twist it vigorously, loosen it for half a circle, then hold it on your mouth and aim the blowgun at the lower one in the front.

As soon as he blew hard, the valve of the compressed air bottle inside was suddenly opened by the thrust of the blowing, and with a snort, a three-centimeter-long poisonous needle was launched from the front end of the cigarette holder.

The voice was so faint that it was almost inaudible. The poisonous needle pierced deep into the breast of the targeted animal.

The beast didn't seem to feel pain, but shook the hair on the chest impatiently, but in the blink of an eye, the fellow's body began to spasm, and he fell to the ground with a thud, stretched out his swollen tongue that turned purple, and his limbs quickly stiffened, and the remaining seven witnesses the death of their accomplices, so they became excited again and began to attack again.

Jack took the prep poison needle from the compartment of the cigarette case, put it in the cigarette holder, and disposed of the rest of the animals one by one.

After killing the last one, he climbed up to a higher branch and observed the configuration of the buildings in the courtyard.

There was not a single figure visible on the grass. There was no movement at the sentry box, probably because the manor was stocked with wolf-like fierce dogs, and the guards relaxed their vigilance.

Jack silently slid down the fir tree, pulled out the poisonous needles from the carcasses of eight fierce dogs and buried them in the dirt. He didn't want his enemies to know that he still had a secret weapon.

He took out the dagger. Chief, while being careful not to be splashed with blood, slit the throats of the corpses of the eight fierce dogs.

Creates the illusion of being killed by a knife. A dagger tainted with blood. The first one smells foul. Jack took a few steps and thrust the knife into the dirt a few times before removing the dagger. First clean up.

With a refilled cigarette holder in his left hand, he walked through the woods to the edge of the meadow. The compressed air bottle in the cigarette holder is enough to fire twelve poison needles.

Once in the meadow, Jack crawled down, and the difficulty was that there was nothing to cover between the meadow and the side house, if only there were trees and rockeries like a normal courtyard.

There was no choice but to wait for the moon to hide in the clouds. After twelve or three minutes, a cloud finally obscured the moon. Jack took the opportunity to crawl towards the side room.

Twenty minutes later, Jack climbed up to the side house, which was a bungalow. Measuring about 140 square meters, the blinds and curtains are lowered in the double windows. Jack unlocks the back door with a wire hidden in the hem of his trousers. After a moment's pause, he gently pushed the door open.

Jack went to the room by the front door and found a young man lying on his back on the couch with a magazine with a picture of a beautiful woman in his hand and indulging in a lonely amusement through the keyhole.

There was a coffee table next to the couch with a pistol on it, and Jack was presumably the guard.

Jack gently picked up the cigarette holder and pressed it against the keyhole, instinctively aimed at the people in the room, and fired the poison needle with a strong blow on the mouthpiece.

As soon as he finished firing, he quickly brought his right eye close to the keyhole, and Jack's poison needle pierced the man's right arm. The man jumped to his feet, and was about to reach for the pistol on the coffee table when his right arm was already twitching. He collapsed on the couch at once. I opened my mouth and wanted to shout for help, but I couldn't make a sound. The tongue sticks out, quickly swells and turns porkliver-colored. His whole body trembled from the spasms of death. In just a few seconds, he stiffened.

Jack breathed a sigh of relief. Gently opened the door, walked into the grass-filled room, pulled the poison needle from the corpse's right arm and inserted it into the flower pot in the corner.