As the minutes ticked by, the pirates were not in a hurry, but they were also very excited, and they also infiltrated the Exocet, and also got a lot of diving equipment.

With these devices, they not only found out the location of the treasure, but also didn't have to go head-to-head with Mike and the others.

The pirates methodically moved the treasure to the rear.

Xu Bingyang was still not trapped between the two groups of people and couldn't move, and he was not in a hurry in this situation, as long as he waited until it was dark, he could leave at any time.

A delicate balance has been created between the three groups.

On the hillside, Mike and Portman cried dry bread and lay down in the grass, and more than two hours passed, and both of them were a little impatient.

Seeing that these people were all shrunken turtles, Portman simply took out the rum, and the two of them ate and drank at the same time, chatting about the past with great interest.

"What are you going to do in the future? Is it just a walk? Don't want to get some treasure? Portman asked tentatively.

"No, I'm not interested in money?"

Not interested?

A gleam flashed in Portman's eyes.

A few of the mercenaries don't love money, especially Thorin, who is a standard miser, everyone knows that he has a treasure, and Mike and Thorin have always had a good relationship.

It is highly likely that Mike knows the whereabouts of this treasure.

This is the real reason why Portman saved Mike.

The general is finished, the mercenary team is almost dead and wounded, and there is no second way but to disband.

So Portman had to think about himself.

As long as you can get that batch of treasures, you won't need to lick the blood from the knife.

"I'm not interested, do you want to mess around like this for the rest of your life? Have you ever thought about what it would be like if you had no money when you would be old, that you would not be able to run, that you would never be able to hold a weapon again? Don't you feel sad that you don't even have someone to deliver water when you fall on the bed? ”

Portman's dagger was dangling as he said this, seemingly cutting bread, but he kept staring at Mike.

"Perhaps, but money doesn't matter."

"No, no, no, money is important, I heard that Thorin secretly hid a treasure, you should know the location, right?"

"What do you mean by that?" Mike turned to look at Portman.

"I mean there's no need to spend it here now, there's no point in it, how much hatred does Casimo have for us? Did he kill your parents or rob you of your things? ”

"None of them."

"That's very simple, we have no reason to fight with him at all, it's almost enough, what do we get by killing him? But if we can't kill him, and we put our lives into it, isn't it worth it? ”

"So?"

"So we can leave now, find Mike's treasure and find a way to get out of Elysium, even if we can't go and find a place to hide, wouldn't it be better?"

Mike's smile vanished.

"Are you holding back or are you scared?"

"It's not about retreating or being afraid, you know me, I've never done meaningless things, I saved you, and I spent half a day here, which can be regarded as repaying you for taking care of me before, and our friendship is limited to this, if you want me to stay anymore, it's very simple, tell me the location of Thorin's treasure, and I'll cooperate with you, if you can't, then I'm sorry, I'm going to leave now."

Portman is not a madman like Mike who only knows how to kill, and like Thorin, he is all about profit.

"I really don't know, if you want to go, you can go."

Mike wasn't lying, he really didn't know where Thorin's treasure was.

Even if he knew this, he wouldn't tell Portman, because if he did, Portman would either run away to find the treasure or attack him. Girls are small

The Tao is different, and it is not conspiratory.

"Then you play slowly, I hope we can meet alive next time."

Portman got up and walked out, looking at Mike with his peripheral vision as he went.

Mike was still eating, and he didn't mean to start.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he knew that Portman had walked out of the ridge and down the hillside.

After the storm, the dense woods had become much more sparse, and Portman had just walked out a short time before he felt that something was wrong, as if a pair of eyes were secretly staring at him.

He couldn't help but stop and take a closer look around.

"Whoosh!"

A bolt suddenly flew out of the woods, piercing Portman's left arm in an instant, and he quickly dodged.

"Whoosh."

A few bolts followed, and Portman fell to the ground in fright, rolling into the trees.

The crossbow bolt completely pierced Portman's arm, but he couldn't help frowning when he saw this arrow, the carbon fiber shaft, the stainless steel arrow, this is a modern crossbow arrow, the hand crossbow that fires this arrow is quite amazing.

There was another noise in the woods, and Portman quickly raised his gun.

With a bang, a black shadow ran out of the woods, and before Portman could shoot, the black shadow disappeared and hid in the bushes more than ten meters away from Portman.

Portman took aim at the place, and his hand was shot through and bleeding, and he trembled in pain.

There was another sound, and a dark shadow flew out from behind the bushes.

"Bang bang."

Portman didn't hesitate to shoot, and he regretted it the moment he fired it, because it wasn't a person at all, but a stake, and he had been fooled.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow flew through the woods and hit Portman in the chest.

This time it was not a crossbow arrow, but a feathered arrow tied with a feather.

"Mike, help, Mike, come and save me." Portman shouted loudly.

This time, the opponent is decisive and calm, and the combat quality is extremely high, this is an extremely tricky master, he was hit by two arrows in a row and then did not call for his life to be explained here.

Mike was stunned, he thought he had misheard.

When I heard it again, it was indeed Portman's voice, and something had happened to this guy.

Mike immediately grabbed his gun and ran wildly.

Portman pulled out a smoke bomb and threw it at his side, and the smoke billowed and surrounded Portman.

In order to reduce the risk of detection, Portman lowered his breathing rate as much as possible, lying in the bushes and not moving, as long as Mike could get there in time for him to survive.

"Whoosh!"

Another feathered arrow flew out of the shadows and nailed to the top of Portman's head, and the frightened Portman subconsciously shrank his neck, and his body crushed several broken branches, making a slight noise.

"Whoosh!"

The faint sound was locked onto by the other party, and Portman was hit by an arrow in the leg.

However, this time Portman also heard the opponent's position, which was not far from him, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he immediately fired sideways, trying to suppress the opponent's attack with firepower.

After firing a magazine, Portman quickly changed another one, and at the same time rolled to the side again for some distance, shifting his hiding place.