Cold hands and drug lords are not fools, and the words of the iron donkey did not make them rush to leave.

Leng Hand looked at the iron donkey coldly, and then asked, "Old Xiong, that companion of yours is a madman, our purpose is to escape from here and go to the woods with the black mole, is this reliable?" ”

The iron donkey lied, saying that the black mole was a bit of a problem with his sanity, and he didn't know us very well, but he was still sane, and the wave of his hand just now definitely showed us the way.

Seeing that Leng Hand and the drug lord hadn't moved yet, the iron donkey didn't want to wait, let alone explain anything, and beckoned me to leave together.

Another thing on my mind, the black mole is weird, especially since I have also analyzed it before, what is his relationship with the murderous monster. Will it be a trick for him to "hook up" with us so suddenly?

But the iron donkey made up his mind, and took out a pair of swords and fires in front of him, even if it was a sea of swords, he would break through, I couldn't stop it, and I could only grit my teeth and follow.

The two big guys, Cold Hand and the drug lord, are quite interesting, and they are reconciled again at this moment, muttering a few words to each other, and they are discussing whether to follow me and the iron donkey.

I believe it was definitely because of the poisonous sac in the stomach, and they finally got the same attitude, and swished and ran over.

The four of us went into the woods one after the other. Cold hands also shine a flashlight at a distance.

As far as the eye can see, there are trees all here, and there is no shadow of a black mole. I couldn't help frowning, and I said to myself, how can I find him?

The iron donkey also looked down at the ground, trying to identify the footprints of the black mole through the traces. But unexpectedly, a black mole suddenly appeared.

Twenty or thirty meters away, there was a small tree, and there was a large bush around it. The mole crawled up from the bushes.

This scared us all, I don't understand how this guy could be like this, could it be that he accidentally fell into the ditch after running into the woods just now?

He straightened up and turned his back to us, a gesture that was kind of cool, and then he waved his hand without looking back, and ran out of the woods.

The iron donkey's expression was very tangled, and he even made a small movement in his hand at one point, and moved the submachine gun. But in the end, we followed closely.

I found that the mole was definitely intentional, he pinched the speed, if we ran fast, he would speed up, even if it was woodland, he would speed up if he wanted to, it gave people a very relaxed feeling.

We're really tired of catching up with him. After chasing two or three miles away, the drug lord and I were so tired that we were panting.

The drug lord couldn't help but mutter, saying don't follow, and then run like this, before he could escape to a safe place, he hung up first.

coldly scolded the drug lord again, saying that he would in prison if he was fine, okay? Isn't it weak?

The drug lord glared at him. I also felt that it was not okay to run like this, and even when I looked around, the surroundings were too desolate, and there was a faint sense of danger.

I was just about to say something, when the black mole in the distance suddenly accelerated, rushing towards a large bush.

The moment I watched him pounce on the bushes, I had the feeling of swimming and stabbing his son. We were all curious, and urged our cold hands to shine a flashlight on this bush and not move.

The iron donkey ran over with his gun in hand, and we were half a beat slower before we arrived.

This bush is really large, and it is estimated that it is less than an acre of land. We wandered for a while in the place where the mole had entered, and we didn't see any shadow of the mole at all, and we didn't even find any footprints in the bushes.

We looked around again, but none of the bushes moved.

I was in a hurry, and my heart said where did the mole go? Besides, how can we find him in the middle of the night?

The iron donkey was also a little anxious, but he said to us with a suppressed temperament, "Spread out in all directions, don't be too far away from each other, just search piece by piece." ”

It's just a stupid idea, and we'll do it. But before we could search much, there was a creaking sound in the distance.

It was so harsh that I frowned disgustingly when I heard it, and I tasted it, as if something was grinding the tree.

We all stopped, and flashed our flashlights coldly. He wasn't quite sure where the sound was coming from, so he could only rely on his own feelings, and lingered the flashlight on a few small trees outside the bushes.

The drug lord also asked, "Brother Black Mole?" Is that you? ”

There was no answer, but the donkey thought about it, and led us out of the bushes to the little trees.

The four of us divided the work, and each of us went around a small tree to find it. The little tree I was looking at was nothing, and the bark was not broken, but after a while, the drug lord shouted, and his tone changed a little, beckoning everyone to come.

We leaned over and shone a flashlight with cold hands, and I could clearly see that more than a meter above the ground, a lot of bark had been stripped of the small tree, and the bark was still scattered on the ground, and there were deep wounds in the broken places.

I didn't have any special inspection tools, so I could only mentally assess that the wound was an inch deep, that is, the trunk of this small tree was thick enough, otherwise it could be pierced.

The drug lord was scared and asked us, "What the hell is this knife so sharp?" Did the black mole brother make it? ”

We couldn't answer the question, and we haven't seen anyone with a mole since we ran here. I thought about that monster. I looked around, wondering if it was hiding right next to us, secretly watching us, ready to rush over and give us such a moment.

It has such a sharp weapon on its body, if it really wants to be slashed by it, won't there be a hole in my neck the size of a child's fist?

The current environment is also very gloomy, and I was simply frightened by myself, and I couldn't help but touch my neck.

I don't know how it was such a coincidence, at the moment of touching my neck, a firework appeared in the sky in the distance, it was white, the flowers were not big, but they all caught our attention.

The fireworks stay for a short time, after which a puff of white smoke wafts from the sky.

I looked at the white smoke, and my heart was full of question marks, and my heart said Could it be that this white smoke is related to black moles? Cold hands and drug lords are also muttering.

The iron donkey understood, and he didn't hide it, and said to us, "We have a connector, he sent a signal to urge us, and this signal will also be seen by the prison police, let's not delay, hurry over." ”

After the iron donkey said this, his face was entangled, I understood that he was reluctant to go like this, after all, the black mole was not found.

But it was also true that as he said, soon a bright light came from the prison, shot directly on the white smoke, and penetrated through it, extending into the endless night sky.

We really can't afford to put it off any longer. I believe that Leng Hand and the drug lord must be confused at this time, because just now the iron donkey also said that going with the black mole is the way out, why is there another connector now?

I was too lazy to answer anything, and set off first with the iron donkey. Cold Hand and the drug lord then followed us helplessly.

The four of us wanted to go back the same way, and according to what the iron donkey said, the white smoke was in the direction of the mass grave on the hill, so we went out of the woods and went around to the path, and ran directly to the mountain.

But the egg hurt happened, we really didn't remember the wrong way, we ran for a long time, but we couldn't get out at all.

We looked at the still desolate environment around us, and we didn't even mean to show a path, and the drug lord shouted at us to stop.

I suspect we have encountered a ghost hitting the wall, which is quite scary to think about, and this place is quite close to the mass grave, and there is a ghost or a god, which is also a touch.

But I don't think there are really ghosts, it must be that the environment of this forest is special, and once you are in it, it is easy to be confused.

Leng Hand thought of it with me, and he glanced at the sky. His mind is looking for the Big Dipper or something, and we are running in one direction to ensure that the ghost is broken by hitting the wall.

But tonight is cloudy, not to mention the stars, not even a star. He scolded angrily.

The iron donkey had a stupid idea, and the white smoke in the distance had not yet dispersed, so he pointed to the white smoke and said, "Keep an eye on this." ”

We regained our faith and swooped to the ground. This time the effect was obvious, and soon the trail was visible.

We went up the trail together, and the iron donkey took his gun and looked in the direction of the prison down the hill.

Before, the prison gate was still in flames, and gunshots were constantly ringing. Now that the fire was much smaller, the gunfire was gone, and it was estimated that the prisoners who tried to escape had failed, and there were also very dense flashlight lights in the prison, seven or eight of them. I guess it's a squad of prison guards, and they're about to head to the back hill to arrest us.

I told them the analysis, and they all nodded in agreement, and the iron donkey urged everyone to cheer up and speed up the mountain.

But before we could run, there was a strange heart-rending sound in the woods behind us, that is, in the area we had just drilled out, squeak......