It took about four or five minutes for the convoy of armored vehicles, which had rolled up billowing smoke and dust, to reach the vehicle parking area on the outskirts of the base, and stopped the fire.

At this time, Lord Man and a group of freedom fighters under his command also came to the vicinity of the convoy.

As soon as the Manchurian approached, there was a sound of the armored car opening the door, and then two soldiers wrapped in black turbans and wearing camouflage uniforms jumped down, and these two were Faisal and Rahman, who had been sent out to meet them at noon.

As soon as the two of them got out of the car, they quickly ran to the man, slammed their chests twice with their right fists, and made a standard salute to him in the ten-ring gang, and one of them immediately shouted:

"My lord, the mission is complete, and the Englishman has been brought intact."

As he spoke, he saw dozens of people walking down one after another from six armored vehicles behind him, among which two Arab men with guns were clasping a man with a black hood and walking towards the Manchurian man.

There is no doubt that this person is the ultimate target of this group of Ten Ring Gang fighters and Manchu adults.

"Good." Lord Man glanced at the black-hooded men, then turned to the warrior who had just spoken and nodded in satisfaction.

Looking at the black-hooded man who was brought to him by the two warriors, Lord Man pondered for a moment, and then said aloud: "Faisal, you have done a good job in this mission, once the relevant experiments progress, you, Rahman, and Abdul will definitely be the first candidates under my command to receive reinforcement." ”

Hearing this, the warrior named Faisal suddenly became inexplicably excited, clenched his fist on his chest twice, and shouted: "All for the Ten Rings!" My lord! ”

"Hmm!"

Lord Man nodded lightly, opened his mouth and said, "This mission is very difficult, presumably you are also tired now, you and Rahman should go back and rest first!" I'll let you know if there's anything. ”

"Yes, sir." Faisal stretched out his hand to beat his chest, bowed and saluted, and then immediately left with the warrior named Rahman beside him.

"Take this man to my tent."

Watching them walk away, Lord Man turned his head to the other side, said to the two warriors escorting the man with the black hood, and then walked towards his tent.

When the two warriors heard the command, they also clasped the hands of the man wearing the black hood and followed closely in the footsteps of the man.

Two minutes later, in the largest tent in the middle of the base, it was only when the two Ten Rings Gang soldiers walked away that Lord Man turned his attention to the man who was sitting on the ground.

After staring at this man for a long time, Lord Man walked up to this man with a smile on his face, reached out and pulled off the black cloth on the man's head, and then ripped off the tape that sealed the man's mouth.

The Englishman had distinctly Celtic features, with pale burgundy hair, a slender neck, fair skin, dark blue eyes, and a burly appearance.

"Hiss......" But when the tape on his mouth was uncovered by Lord Man, the man couldn't help but bared his teeth and hissed softly, obviously, the quality of the tape that sealed his mouth was not bad.

But after a soft hiss, the man quickly closed his mouth and looked around with a wary expression, and finally his eyes focused on the man who was standing not far in front of him.

"Who are you? Why did you kidnap me? What is this place? Looking at the short-bearded Arab man with squinting eyes and a faint smile, the Englishman couldn't help but ask.

But as he spoke, the Celtic man couldn't help frowning slightly, for he sensed a strong sense of danger from the Arab standing in front of him, although the Manchu man with a faint smile looked quite normal.

The corners of the mouth of Lord Man, who was staring at the man in front of him, rose slightly, and he slowly responded: "My name is Lord Man, this is one of my bases, and why did I kidnap you......"

When he said this, Lord Man suddenly paused for a while, and after more than a minute, he squinted his eyes, stretched out his finger and pointed at the Celtic man, and said with a smile: "I think you should already have the answer in your heart." ”

"What the answer, I don't know." But as soon as the Manchu man's words fell, the Celtic man quickly shook his head and hurriedly spoke.

It's just that looking at his constantly rolling eyes, as well as the thick panic in the depths of his eyes, it seems that Lord Man's words just now did guess what he was thinking.

"You don't have to pretend to be stupid for me, besides, it's useless for you to pretend to be stupid......"

As he was speaking, Lord Man suddenly took a step closer towards the Celtic man, leaned his head closer to the man, and slowly opened his mouth and said, "Do you think I won't do any investigation before I arrest you?" I'm not going to do anything that doesn't do anything good. ”

After saying this, Lord Man immediately turned around and sat on the Taishi chair in the middle of the tent.

And the Celtic man couldn't help but panic instantly after listening to Lord Man's words, his face turned pale, and his forehead couldn't help but reveal dense beads of sweat.

"Uhh......h

In a state of panic, the man screamed loudly and struggled to break free from the steel ropes that bound his hands and feet.

After a while, the steel cables on the man's hands and feet were covered with a layer of frost, and as the frost appeared, the temperature inside the tent seemed to drop by a few degrees.

"Hehe......"

But the man on the Taishi's chair suddenly sneered after seeing the man's movements, and after laughing for a while, he slowly said out loud:

"Don't do useless struggles, these steel cables are made of special materials, I'm afraid you can't break free with your ability, I think it's better for you to be honest now......"

The words fell slowly, and Master Man immediately stood up from the Taishi chair, and a special deep voice sounded again, but this time he didn't say it to the Celtic man on the ground.

With his eyes fixed on the exit of the tent, Lord Man shouted loudly, "Agudu, Foto, you two come in and lock up the tent No. 1 that this Celtic has sent to the base." ”

"Yes, sir."

Two quick echoes rang out from outside the tent, and then two men with submachine rifles walked in briskly, and after taping the mouth of the Celtic man on the ground again and covering his head with a black hood, one of them carried him out with one of his arms.

After watching them leave, Lord Man slowly sat back on the chair.

But at this time, the face of the man was full of gloom, and his gloomy face looked like he was about to be swept by a violent storm.

"A test subject that I lost dozens of my fighters in exchange for, Otura, I hope you don't let me down, or ......"

Here's a note: [For the book friends who chase the book (although I can't get a penny for you to read the book, but since you read my book, I think it's my honor, so it's still necessary to say it) - there is a plot at the beginning of this book that does borrow from the warlock, but this shouldn't be plagiarism! And as far as I know, I've seen this kind of plot in several other Marvel fanfics, some even earlier than Warlocks, so many people write it, if there is a problem then I really *****. Well, so be it! 】