After leisurely drinking tea, An Dong got up lazily and walked out of the tent.

"Mr. An, what are you going to do?"

As soon as An Dong showed his head, Yokolu Jinji hurriedly ran over.

Now, this confidant of Koizumi has become An Dong's personal guard, responsible for everything in An Dong.

Even when An Dong went to the toilet, Henglu Jinji would follow him inch by his side.

The name is beautiful: I am afraid that the ill-intentioned people will be bad for An Dong.

In fact, it is monitoring Andong around the clock.

In this regard, An Dong did not complain, and even less cared about it.

Someone serves him every day, and he can't ask for it!

"Prepare me pen and paper, I want to draw it!"

An Dong stretched and yawned before he said to Yokolu Jinji.

"Yes, the little ones are going to prepare!"

As soon as he heard that An Dong was going to draw a map, Yokochi Jin didn't say a word, and went to prepare things.

Back in the tent, before Andong's butt could sit hot, Yokoriku Jinji ran back, holding a drawing tool and a stack of straw paper in his arms.

At this moment, Yokolu Jinji couldn't wait for An Dong to quickly draw the map. As long as the map is in hand, he can no longer serve the other party and suffer this sin.

When the time came, he turned over as a serf and sang.

I have already thought of more than a hundred ways to torture An Dong by changing the law.

Whoever let him show off his might and do his power these days will make himself tired and paralyzed!

Spreading those things on the table in a hurry, Yokolu Jinji wiped the sweat from his forehead, came to An Dong's side and asked him:

"Mr. An, do you think this is enough? If it's not enough, I'll pick it up! ”

An Dong got up slowly, came to the table, picked up a piece of straw paper and a drawing pencil, and said to Yokolu Jinji with a smile:

"Enough, enough! Where did I use so many things? A pen and a piece of paper are enough! ”

In front of Henglu Jinji, An Dong moved his hands and feet, and then, in one go, he drew a sketch in three or two clicks.

The reason why it is said to be a sketch is because this map is really too grassy, and the grass makes the corners of Yokoriku Jinji's mouth twitch.

Now, Yokoku Jinji has the heart to die.

It's just such a sketch, don't say it's yourself, even Koizumi can't understand it!

In this way, his hard life has to continue, and he has to please An Dong like an uncle all day long.

If it weren't for An Dong's guidance, they would have relied on this sketch to find the treasure smoothly, which would have been as difficult as climbing to the sky!

"Finish the recruitment!"

An Dong threw away the pen, then picked up the sketch on the table, and carefully studied it for a long time, and the sound of slugging was endless.

The expression was as if you were admiring a work of art. He was very satisfied with the sketch.

"Okay, send this map to my big brother Koizumi! Remember, be careful, don't let others peep and reveal our route. ”

An Dong handed the sketch in his hand to the other party, and then continued: "This day is really tiring, I want to rest. If there is something I don't understand, then I'll explain it to him when I get up tomorrow morning! ”

After speaking, An Dong didn't wait for the other party to leave, so he lay on the bed and began to talk to Zhou Gong about life.

Yokochi took the sketch and went to find Koizumi.

After taking the sketch sent by Yokochi Jinji, Koizumi could no longer hold back his anger, and tore the sketch to shreds in a fit of anger, and then, he roared angrily and shouted:

"What the hell is this? I'm so! ”

"Alliance leader, I think this An Dong is deliberately playing tricks on us!"

Yokolu Jinji hurriedly added oil and vinegar to Koizumi on the side.

"I'm so! I'm going to ask him, what does that mean exactly? With that, Koizumi was going to find An Dong.

"Yes, the alliance leader, you must go and ask, isn't this why we are monkeys?"

As soon as he heard that Koizumi was going to find Andong, Yokolu Jinji was going to die of joy.

Now, the two of them are still fighting?

It's best to catch that Andong, so that my hard life is really over!

Closely following behind Koizumi, the wishful thinking in his heart crackled.

However, the angry Koizumi rushed out of his tent a few steps before he suddenly stopped.

Standing in place and thinking for a moment, Koizumi turned around and returned to his own account, and did not go to Andong to settle accounts.

It seems too early to tear your face now!

Even if you can't bear it anymore, you can't do it until you really see the treasure. Otherwise, An Dong will be upset, but it will be bad for himself!

Yokolu Jinji's plan to sow discord did not succeed, and he could go back alone with a sad face.

The mood is extremely heavy, and the face is endlessly grieved, like mourning.

Holding heavy steps, Henglu Jinji is like rushing to the execution ground? Clearly, he struggled to move his steps.

As he walked, he suddenly heard someone stop him: "Isn't this the Yokoriku Steward?" How can you be so idle? ”

Yokoriku Jinji stopped and looked up, and it turned out that it was Batiak, the technical advisor in the Blood Alliance, who was talking to him.

He didn't know this Batiak very well.

Batiak is an old man in the Blood Alliance, earlier than Koizumi joined the Iron Blood Brothers!

"Oh, it's Advisor Bhatiack, but what's wrong with you stopping me?"

"Hehe, I have something to do with you, I just want you to go to my place for a drink."

Batiak smiled, pulled Yokoru Jinji and walked towards his tent.

It's really hard to be warm but embarrassed to refuse, and the mood is a little boring, so after Yokolu Jinji struggled twice, he gave up struggling.

Soon, Yokoriku Jinji was pulled into his tent by the other party.

As soon as he entered the tent, Batiak pressed the other man to a chair.

Then he said, "Steward Yokoriku, you have already come to a great disaster, don't you know it?" ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"I didn't mean anything, I just wanted to remind you."

"Advisor Batiak, if you have something to say, please say it directly, although I, Yokolu Jinji, am not a decent man and a gentleman, but I still understand the principle of repaying kindness!"

"Steward Yokoriku, let me ask you: Where did you go the night before we left?"

Batiak saw that the other party had taken the bait, so he sat next to Yokoru Jinji with a deep face, and looked at the other party with slanted eyes, which meant to say: You don't want to lie to me, I already know it.

When Bhatiak asked him this, the sweat on Yokoriku Jinji's forehead flowed down at once, and his face was unusually ugly.

Could it be that he knew about the events of that night?

How is this possible?

What if, if he really finds out, then what should I do?

Kill him?

No, no, absolutely not! It's not a wise move to kill someone, and if you show your feet, you won't be able to gain more than you lose!

Then the only way to stabilize the other party is to see how much he knows, and then think about it in the long run!

Thinking of this, Yokolu Jinji quickly stood up, and then, he leaned sideways and gently opened a gap in the tent curtain with his fingers, observing the situation outside.

"Don't worry, there is no one within a radius of fifty meters."

Batiak tapped his hand on the tabletop, and a surveillance map was displayed on it, with tents scattered and people in twos and threes.

However, it is true that none of these people are near the tent, as Batiak says.

"Hehe, it's still Batiak's advisor who is a step ahead!"

Yokochi smiled and returned to his chair.

"Steward Yokoriku, can you talk about it now?"

"Huh? What do you mean? ”

"Tell me where you went that night, of course?"

"I didn't go anywhere that night, I was always at home!"

"Hehe, you can tell me that. However, if you talk about this with our Koizumi Alliance Leader, isn't it a bit too much to say? ”

As soon as Yokoriku Jinji slapped the table, he stood up, pointed to the other party's nose and asked loudly, "Batiak, what do you mean?" ”

"I'm really not interesting!"

Bhatiak crossed his hands in front of him, his fingers flicking boringly, and his expression was unusually calm.

This made Yokoriku Jinji's heart tighten all of a sudden, and looking at the other party's appearance, he seemed to know the whole thing well!

That's not going to work!

No matter what method you use, you can't let the other party reveal this matter!

Yokolu Jinji thought for a moment, sat down again, and then, he opened his mouth to ask the other party, and said:

"Tell me, what do you want?"

"I don't have anything to ask you for, I just want to ask you to make it easier, let

I'm just going to see Andong. ”

"You want to see him? Why? ”

"I want to ask him a few questions."

"What's the problem?"

"Questions about this armor."

"Then you can go to Koizumi, why do you go to such great lengths to blackmail me? It's not wise to do that! ”

"The design concept of this armor is very avant-garde, and if I can suggest improvements based on it, I will definitely be able to create a god costume that will last for the world. You say, will Koizumi give me such an opportunity? ”

After listening to Batiak's words, Yokoku Kenji fell into deep thought.

With his understanding of Koizumi, if he really knew that Batiak was going to create a god costume that could be passed on to the world, then he would definitely wait for the god costume to be born, and he would be the first to kill Batiak and destroy his mouth, and then take the god costume for himself.

This is Koizumi's nature, and it is due to his character.

But how much of Batiak's words can be trusted?

Yokoriku Jinji chewed repeatedly, but he really couldn't find the loopholes in Bhatiak's words.

Yokolu Jinji stared into the other party's eyes, and suddenly asked:

"How do I know if you're lying to me?"

"Hehe, I knew you were going to ask me that. So, I've got things ready for a long time, so you can enjoy them yourself! ”

As he spoke, Bhatiak pulled a miniature player out of his pocket.

With a smile on his face, he placed the player on the table, and then gently pushed it to Yokolu Kenji with his hand.

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