At four o'clock in the afternoon, everything was ready, and the stragglers left Hanoi in two cars, carrying the necessary supplies, and headed straight for Mong Hung!

The quickest way to get to Menghun is actually by water.

Start from Hanoi to Lang Long, then follow the Ma River all the way up to Mong Hung.

The journey from Hanoi to Lang Long was quite smooth.

Because it's all inland, and besides, it's not very far away.

However, the rest of the journey from Langlong will not be so easy.

The night in Langlong is quiet, there are almost no foreign tourists here, the locals will rest early in the morning, and there is no entertainment in the evening.

Li Yan and the others found the only small hotel in Langlong and settled down.

After dinner, Tsing Yi and Lao Pao left the hotel together.

When they came back again, Tsing Yi already had a faint smile on his face.

"The boat has been found, and the boat boss will take us to the Majiang River early tomorrow morning."

As soon as Tsing Yi entered the door, he bluntly explained the reason why he went out.

The means of transportation and weapons and equipment have always been the responsibility of Tsing Yi and Lao Pao, so after the mission began, they have been doing what they should do very consciously.

"Good work."

Li Yan nodded at Tsing Yi and Lao Pao, such players and partners are undoubtedly gratifying.

"Phoenix, Old Cannon, and Plague God, the three of you go to rest, and I will keep vigil with Tsing Yi."

Li Yan looked at the time, and then ordered.

The stragglers have entered the hinterland of the Yue Kingdom, and although they are in the small town of Langlong, the sense of crisis has long been deeply implanted in Li Yan's mind.

He has never forgotten that this is already the sphere of influence of the Poison Emperor Rahu.

Although the town may seem peaceful and serene, any mistake will have immeasurable consequences.

A squad, no matter where you go, always leave a pair of eyes to watch your surroundings and take care of the backs of your teammates.

This is something that is in the soul and blood of any special forces tactical group.

There is a saying in the special forces.

When you're on a mission in the wild or in an unfamiliar environment, if you have nothing to do, sentry ahead!

To the stragglers, Lang Long is an unfamiliar area in the truest sense of the word.

The fact that a small hotel can provide a place to sleep and rest does not mean that it is safe.

Li Yan's words landed, and Phoenix and the others immediately nodded and got up to rest.

They all knew very well that from the moment they left Hanoi, Operation Nighthawk was the official start of the rescue mission.

Tsing Yi held his guitar in his hand, and looked at Li Yan with a smile on his face after Phoenix, Lao Pao and the Plague God returned to the room to rest.

"Something you want to talk to me about?"

Tsing Yi has too much experience, and he also tried to investigate Li Yan's identity in the past.

It's just that someone told him that without wasting time and effort, the blood-colored fangs are 100% trustworthy.

After receiving such promises and reminders, Tsing Yi began to take a little interest in Scarlet Fangs.

Of course, this interest was not the earth-shattering things he did during his time in Northern Europe.

What he is emotional about is Yan Lao's trust in Li Yan.

Yan Lao would never make any bad moves in such an important matter.

He left the position of captain of this team to Li Yan, and Tsing Yi couldn't think of any other possibilities except trust.

"It doesn't matter."

Li Yan shook his head when he heard this, and then changed his words: "I haven't heard a requiem for a long time, can you still play it?" ”

Li Yan's voice was not high, and when he said the three words of Requiem, the expression on his face was as calm and indifferent as ever.

For Li Yan, the meaning of these three words may be just a tune.

But for Tsing Yi, the three words Requiem represent his past.

The killing intent on Tsing Yi's body flashed away.

In less than a second, he managed to control his breathing.

Breathing is often the starting point for a person's emotional out-of-control.

Shortness of breath and disordered breathing can lead to a loss of emotional control.

If you control your breathing, your emotions will no longer be wild.

"It's been a long time since I've heard the word Requiem."

Tsing Yi smiled, looking at Li Yan's eyes, the curiosity had become more and more obvious.

Requiem is a legendary existence from the same period as the God's Domain training camp.

A song of requiem, bliss in the afterlife.

These short eight words describe the endless coquettishness of Tsing Yi.

"Since you know the Requiem, you should understand that only the dead are qualified to listen to that music."

The expression on Tsing Yi's face was very calm, but in the light of Li Yan's eyes, he was curious and undisguised.

"Can only the dead listen?"

Li Yan looked up at Tsing Yi, with a faint playfulness in his eyes.

"I've heard that there is a man who listened to your requiem and is still alive."

As soon as Li Yan said this, the calm on Tsing Yi's face was instantly broken.

He picked up the guitar in his hand and gently swept out a simple but pleasant melody with the pick.

In this short melody fragment, Li Yan heard the storm contained in the melody, and there was boundless killing intent.

"I've been told you can be trusted."

After Tsing Yi finished this short melody fragment, the chill in his eyes dissipated a little: "But I am skeptical, blood-colored fangs, you... Is it really trustworthy? ”

Tsing Yi's voice was very low, sounding like talking to himself, and like a whispered inquiry.

"Someone has a lot of vision."

Li Yan smiled faintly, he knew very well how Tsing Yi would react when he told Tsing Yi about this today.

Even so, there are some words, some temptations he still has to say, still have to do.

Li Yan needs to know whether the Tsing Yi in front of him is not the Tsing Yi in his memory.

This is crucial to Operation Nighthawk this time.

"Let's go, let's go out and talk."

Li Yan saw that Tsing Yi's hand had gently pressed a certain string on his guitar, so he immediately smiled, got up and walked out the door.

Tsing Yi looked at Li Yan's back, pressed his fingers on the strings for a while, and couldn't help but tremble lightly a few times.

He could feel that Li Yan was not at all wary of him when he left.

Of course, this feeling is certainly not reliable.

No one is unguarded by giving their back to someone they can't fully trust.

He Tsing Yi definitely can't do it.

"Look what you're up to."

After thinking for a moment, Tsing Yi muttered in his heart, then grabbed his guitar, followed Li Yan's figure, and left the room of the small hotel.

The night was bright tonight, and the bright moonlight shone on the sparsely lit town.

Shining too, the figure that walked straight towards the grove!

Thank you to the beautiful girl for one precious monthly pass, thank you for the two precious monthly tickets cast by the elegy of souls!

(End of chapter)