Equally baffled was Frankmir himself.

Frankimir himself did not know what had just happened. When he came to his senses, he found that he was no longer in the hatchery.

This made Frank Mire, first surprised, and then overjoyed. Whatever the reason, at least it freed him from the clutches of Black Hawk.

However, after only a minute, the joy on Frankimir's face vanished, because the same person standing in front of him was the last person he wanted to see.

The Kafka with a fat brain, a chest and a belly, five big and three thick, and three scars on his face.

It's just that Kafka's dress is very funny, like an experimental researcher on a paradise island, and like a guard in charge of security guards, in short, he doesn't know where he got this dress, but it gives people a weird feeling of four dislikes, which makes people uncomfortable no matter how they look, which greatly deepens his disgust with Kafka.

Without waiting for Frankimir to speak, Kafka patted his stomach and said, "You don't have to thank me, it's just a trivial matter." I don't have any intention of saving you, it's just that I don't want that guy Black Hawk to get his way, he's so disgusting that he's been lying to me for so many years. I must not allow the remnants of the SS to dominate the land of our great Soviets, I will put an end to their hubrist ambitions with my own hands, and I will bring glory to the machine re-industrialist camp. ”

The more Kafka spoke, the more ambitious he became, and Frankimir pouted helplessly, not wanting to hear his dreams at all.

Frankimir was puzzled that Kafka was just a reckless man, but of course he had something to do in biology. But this did not make Kafka have any special functions.

Frank Mire had experienced what he had just passed, and wanted to get from Black Hawk and his minions. Quietly rescuing yourself is not an easy task. Unless the Black Hawk deliberately released water, or Kafka had something special.

In any case, Frankimir could not figure out what Kafka relied on to save him from the hands of the Black Eagle.

I can't even imagine that Black Hawk would release water in such a situation, deliberately allowing Kafka to rescue himself.

It's a conundrum that makes you rack your brains and guess the answer. Looking at Kafka in front of him, Frankie Mill really didn't know what to say.

"Hey, are you stupid? Or is there too much blood loss? Haven't been around for a long time? Kafka angrily scolded. From the first time he saw him, he seemed to have been communicating with him in this tone, and it has never changed until now.

Frankimir looked at Kafka indifferently, his pursed lips squirmed slightly, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Are you going to wait here to die? Or do you want to wait for them to get you back? If you really think that I shouldn't have saved you in the first place, it's a waste of my time. Kafka angrily scolded that unless Frankimir was a beauty, Kafka would have no good face for anyone.

Frankimir hesitated for a long time. Eventually, he couldn't help but ask Kafka, "How did you do that?" It's amazing how you managed to get me out from under their noses, are you sure it's true? ”

"Mountain people have their own tricks. Don't forget Feng Laiyi in the Twin Cities, I once said that I am a judge who can be sent by the gods, and such a trivial matter will not be difficult for me at all. I just wanted to see it. What kind of conspiracy does this sanctimonious warden have? Now that I've seen almost that, I can't let it go any longer. Kafka said triumphantly. Putting on a domineering appearance, at least in his opinion, this time it was a big show in front of Frankimir, and it was naturally difficult to suppress the excitement in his heart.

Frankiemir's mouth was wide open, not knowing what to say. He didn't believe in Kafka's at all, he was very sure of Kafka, and he didn't have the ability to restrain his generals, there must be another article in it.

In fact, Frank Mimir had a good hunch, Kafka really didn't have any special skills. Among them, the least capable were Kafka and Leo the Short.

Although Kafka joined the army during World War II, he did not receive special professional training.

Despite his burly stature, Kafka was still far inferior to Leo the Short, who possessed the "Hammer of Thor".

This time, Kafka was able to save Frankimir from under the nose of the Black Hawk without realizing it, thanks to the Madame Peacock in the Twin Cities.

When Madame Peacock amputated the warden's limbs, he once let his maidservants light the musk of the hearth. At that time, it was this wisp of green smoke that made everyone present look in a trance, and when they all came to their senses, the amputation operation performed by Madame Peacock on the warden had already been completely completed, and it can be said that none of them had seen with their own eyes how Mrs. Peacock performed the amputation.

After that, Kafka was particularly curious about the sandalwood that the maidservant had lit, and he found a root that looked like a worm in the incense pile, and took it away without anyone noticing.

What he had just used was the same root he had obtained in Madame Peacock's vault, which resembled a small bug.

He hid outside the hatchery room and secretly lit the roots, so that when the roots were burning, all the smoke emitted by the roots drifted into the hatching room, so everyone in the hatchery appeared in the sky near the peacock, almost exactly the same blurry reaction, so that Kafka had a chance.

But everyone in the hatching room became dazed by the strange smoke, and they were even more familiar with the things around them, so no one noticed Kafka until the smoke that filled the hatchery gradually dissipated, and everyone began to regain their senses, only to find that Frankimir had disappeared.

This is Kafka's simple trick to rescue Frankimir, which is not too mysterious or uncanny, except that it all depends on Madame Peacock's unknown little roots.

Frankie Mill feared that the Black Hawk would catch up immediately, and second, he feared that the signal of the mechanical heart failure would not be transmitted. Therefore, he did not have any more mind to consider and study Kafka's problems. He just wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible, find a place where he could communicate with the outside world, and then launch the flares so that the mountain ghosts and Song's army could arrive sooner.

The more time that is delayed here, the more unforeseen variables there will be, and if the mechanical heart resumes its work, it will be even harder to stop it than to ascend to the sky.

However, it is also not an easy task to accurately identify the direction in which they should go in this invisible darkness, and Frankimir and Kafka do not know the layout of the secret base. (To be continued......)