'Knock knock! Wang Peng and the curator were hiding in the room, eating the food that Wang Peng had found, when suddenly, when they heard a knock on the door, Wang Peng was startled, immediately stood up from the chair, picked up the revolver, made a quiet movement at the curator, and then carefully walked to the door and looked from the outside.

"You're finally here, come in." After seeing clearly who the people outside were, Wang Peng breathed a sigh of relief, moved all the things blocked at the door, opened the door, and let all the people outside the door come in.

"Burns, you're really alive." Standing outside the door were O'Connor, Jonathan and Adebei, O'Connor looked at Wang Peng who opened the door, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he walked into the room quickly.

"Hehe, luckily, I got my life back." Wang Peng replied with a smile, and closed the door with his hand not slow.

The curator woke up and summoned the communication eagle, which seemed to be a carrier pigeon, and the curator wrote down the current situation of him and Wang Peng, and their location, on a piece of paper, stuffed it into the communication eagle's letterbox, and then released the communication eagle.

The curator and Adebei are both pharaoh guards, and this communication eagle is the communication tool of the pharaoh's guards, this communication eagle directly found Adebei, and Adebei was with O'Connor and Jonathan, and the three of them saw the message written by the curator and immediately followed the information above.

Although they saw from the curator's message that Wang Peng was still alive and saved him, they were very surprised to see with their own eyes that Wang Peng, who had been dragged out of the car before, was really alive.

"Adebei! Ahem... Ahem! The curator, who was sitting on the bed, immediately called out when he saw O'Connor and the three enter the house. But. Accidentally pulled the wound. A painful look appeared on his face, and he couldn't help coughing.

"Are you alright!?" Adebei immediately ran to the side of the bed and asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, I can't die yet, and we have to stop Immorton compared to me, he should be back in Hamnata by now." The curator waved his hand, indicating that it was all right. Then he said sternly.

"I know O'Connor said he knew a friend who could take us to Hamnata and should be able to catch Immorton." Hearing this, Adebei nodded, of course he knew that the big thing was important, and when they escaped in the sewers, they were already planning how to stop Immorton, if not. Suddenly received a message from the curator that they had now gone to O'Connor's friend.

"That's good. I'm injured now, I can't help you, you go quickly, you must stop Immorton! The curator said.

"It's... No, I can't leave you alone, and if there's any accident, I can't explain it to you. Hearing the curator's words, Adebei's brows furrowed, and after half a sound, he shook his head and said.

Pharaoh's guards are not only Adebei, there are a total of thirteen guards, Adebei is only the captain of his guard, there are twelve other captains, and the curator is the old man of the Pharaoh's guard, and his seniority is very old, if he leaves the seriously injured curator here, if something happens, he can't explain it to the other captains.

"You, you have to focus on the overall situation! It doesn't matter if I have anything or not, I must kill Immorton, it is our clan's responsibility to stop him, you must..."

"Curator!" Wang Peng, who was on the side, hurriedly caught the curator, touched the curator's pulse, and said, "It's okay, it's just that I fainted, so what should you do now?" ”

Hearing Wang Peng's words, everyone looked shy, especially Adebei, who was the curator on the one hand, and Immorton on the other, he was really in a dilemma and couldn't make up his mind, and O'Connor and Jonathan on the side couldn't help.

"In this way, Adebei, you send the curator to a safe place, let's go and stop Immorton first, you can take the curator well, and then immediately bring someone over, how about it?" Seeing this, Wang Peng opened his mouth and said.

"It's... All right. Hearing this, Adebei thought for a while, this is indeed a more appropriate way at present, so he nodded in response.

"Then it's decided, hurry up, where is O'Connor your friend, let's hurry over, every minute of delay, Evelyn's danger will be one more point." Wang Peng nodded and said to everyone.

"Follow me!" O'Connor thought of Evelyn, and immediately felt that time was urgent, and with a greeting, he hurried out of the house.

Wang Peng and Jonathan ran out of the house, only to see one or two cars parked outside, no need to think about it, they also know how this car came from, it must be Joan Ansen used his natural skills, 'borrowed' the car, O'Connor was sitting in the driver's seat, starting the car.

"Good luck, my friend." Wang Peng and Jonathan jumped into the car, Adebei carried the unconscious curator on his back, and walked out of the house, and said to Wang Peng and the others in the car, after speaking, he ran into the distance, ran to the corner, and disappeared around the corner.

"Let's go, too." Wang Peng patted O'Connor's shoulder and said, O'Connor nodded, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove out, while Wang Peng slowly closed his eyes and rested to recover the injury on his soul.

After driving for several hours, we arrived at the Royal Air Force Base in the port of Giza, although it was said to be the Royal Air Force Base, in fact, it was just a relatively flat desert, the area was the size of a playground, and since the end of the war, it has become a decoration, and after driving in, you can even see people grazing sheep.

There was only a very old-fashioned small plane with a coat hanger, a very fat old man, sitting not far away, wearing a military uniform and drinking black tea, with a gramophone playing music next to him, and a person holding a big umbrella for him, blocking the blazing sun, this fat old man was O'Connor's friend.

"Good morning, Winston, I need your help." O'Connor carried his weapon bag on his back, walked towards the fat old man, waved and said hello, Wang Peng and Jonathan didn't know the fat old man, and followed O'Connor without squeaking.

"Does your business have anything to do with the Royal Air Force?" The fat old man and O'Connor shuddered a few words and asked.

"It doesn't matter." O'Connor replied directly, and Wang Peng's eyelids jumped as he listened.

"Is it dangerous?" Hearing O'Connor's answer, the fat old man raised his eyebrows, put the cup aside, and continued to ask.

"Well, there's a good chance you'll never go back." O'Connor nodded in reply.

"Hah! Are you telling the truth? The fat old man was visibly unconvinced.

"We've all hung up, why do you think you're an exception?" Jonathan on the side seemed to see something, and suddenly spoke to help.

Seeing O'Connor and Jonathan like this, Wang Peng's eyes rolled around, as if he had figured it out, if Wang Peng didn't guess wrong, this fat old man should be a warrior, a real warrior, a warrior who will never live a peaceful life, his belonging, his pursuit is the battlefield, and he will die on the battlefield, because he is a brave warrior.

And O'Connor and Jonathan were obviously provoking him, or should I say tempting him.

Jonathan's reaction was faster than Wang Peng, and he could see it before Wang Peng, the character of this fat old man, from Jonathan's skill of stealing chickens and dogs, you can see that Jonathan's means of observing words and emotions are very good, people like Jonathan are essential skills for observing words and feelings, Wang Peng's point is not as good as Jonathan's.

"What are you talking about!?" The fat old man, apparently hooked, stood up from his chair, his eyes a little shining, and asked O'Connor.

"Well, rescue the beauty, kill Huaida, save the world, that's pretty much it." O'Connor replied with a shrug.

"Hah! Winston, here for dispatch! The fat old man laughed twice, stood up straight and saluted.

Wang Peng and Fat Lao came to which plane, this is a small plane, there are only two seats, one in front and one behind, the front is the driver's seat, the back is used for fireman, and there is a machine gun on it.

"It's... How do we sit? Wang Peng looked at the plane and asked with some confusion.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Peng knew how to make this small plane take four people, no! To be precise, it was two people in a ride, after two people were hitched up, and several people put on windproof goggles and flight caps.

Wang Peng and Jonathan were tied to the plane, yes, the two were tied to the plane, lying on their stomachs and tied to the wings of the plane, one left and one right, while the fat old man and O'Connor sat in the driver's seat and the fire seat.

"Hey! O'Connor, should this play be strong? Don't fly halfway, it's fun to fall. Wang Peng tugged on the strap tied to his body, and he didn't pull it twice, and it felt quite strong, but he still asked with some anxiety.

"Don't worry, the quality of this thing is guaranteed, I've been tied up dozens of times like this, and I have never fallen off." O'Connor patted his strap and said with a smile.

"That's it! Here we go!! Wang Peng and the fat old man boarded the plane, the fat old man shouted, and the plane slowly moved, ran forward for a distance, and flew off the ground from the top of the mound.

I have to say that this fat old man looks very unreliable, but this flying technique is really good, the plane is very stable, and you can't feel the bumps when you encounter turbulence, and the technology is very high.

"Are you alright!?" After flying for a few hours, O'Connor turned his head to look at Jonathan, whistled, and asked Jonathan loudly, the wings spinning loudly, not speaking loudly, not making it clear what was being said.

"I look like this, do I look good!? When Jonathan heard this, he shouted very depressedly, the resentment in his tone was amazing, anyone who was tied to the plane like this would have resentment after flying for half a day, but he opened his mouth and immediately poured a stomach of wind. (To be continued......)