After a day and a night, cars, boats and other means of transportation were transferred to a deep mountain and old forest in Laos.

Ten o'clock the next morning

After the effects of the drug, he gradually regained his senses

I looked around, what kind of place is this, the surrounding winding paths are quiet, the air is fresh, the trees are dense, the green trees and red tiles are intertwined, and I see the sentries standing outside the window, and there are some children in muddy clothes pointing at each other with guns not far away, this situation is the same as the way the mentor gave us the news of the drug lord case that year, I won't be in the terrorist's den, my God

The first thing you do when you wake up is your mind......

"There Are Three Sounds of Falling Leaves" Chapter 187 The man behind the scenes is hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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