I saw that most of the original blue-gray fur on the donkey's body had been shaved off by the bald guy before, and at first glance it looked as if it had taken off a layer of woolen pants, revealing only two smooth thighs, which looked so funny.

Knowing that this was not the time to laugh, Jiawen secretly raised his head, and after looking around and no one noticed him, he easily took out a sharp small dagger found on the corpse of the dead ghost mercenary from his back waist.

Without delay, he easily cut the rope and put down the thunderbolt who was already stiff and unable to speak from the shelf, you must know that he was really bold when he did this, because there was nothing nearby that could cover their bodies except for the barbecue grill, and the mercenaries around the key were still dangling to this side from time to time, which made Jiawen's rescue operation very difficult this time.

Fortunately, these big-headed mercenaries have already been drunk and confused, and they are almost unable to distinguish between the front and the back, so can they still take care of what Jiawen is doing. And even if they see it, in their eyes, the thunder is just a moving piece of meat, just imagine if the piece of meat can fly away from their mouths?

In this way, under the paralysis and carelessness of this group of members, they just let the two living creatures that were so big in front of them slip away, and the key is that no one except the bald guy has remembered the two of them.

At this time, I shifted my attention to the bald guy, and saw that he was already three cups down, singing and dancing like crazy, and he was already like a drunken maniac, and it seemed that it would be unrealistic to expect him to find out the two thieves, Jiawen and Tating.

At this time, at the edge of the camp, Jiawen was worrying about how to get out, and when he came, he was alone, so he couldn't be afraid of anything, but when it was his turn to go out again, it made it difficult for him, after all, bringing this stupid big man to Ta Ting was still very eye-catching in the crowd.

Ta Ting also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, except that he couldn't speak in his mouth, and his limbs were no longer in trouble. If Jiawen hadn't pulled him to prevent him from acting impulsively just now, I'm afraid he would have already turned the barbecue stall upside down by this time.

Around now, he is also panting, his eyes are red, and he refuses to give up, at the critical moment, Jiawen's brain is clear enough, and a chestnut will beat the thunder from the new in reality, but he is afraid that there will be any more moths, and when the time comes, let alone escape, it is still a question whether his life can be saved.

Pulling the thunderbolt to dodge as far as possible in sparsely populated areas, a pair of eyes scurrying around, trying to find the weak holes in the entire team's defense.

After turning around for most of the circle, Jiawen is itching for this so-called bloodthirsty mercenary group, the layout of the entire camp is like a hedgehog being wrapped in a group, and the whole body is moved, if you walk out of here with a thunderbolt, the chance of being found can be said to be almost 100%, and there is no way to say it.

"Grass, if you don't want to be so tight, the whole layout is like a turtle shell, how afraid of death. Jiawen, who really had no choice, couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

"Wait, turtle shell. For a moment, Jiawen seemed to grasp some clue, squinting and pondering.

The two eyes were rolling around, and the mercenaries standing guard on the defense line kept looking at the drunkards cheering and celebrating back and forth, and their heads were immediately clear, needless to say, fools knew what to do at this time.

Just looked at his body carefully, Jiawen was still a little stunned in his heart, just with how much more waves his little arms and legs could set off.

But seeing that the excitement of the banquet at this time has begun to decline, it will be extremely difficult to go out again if you don't start to implement your plan.

Just do it, knowing that this is not the time to hesitate, Jiawen casually grabbed a handful of black mud from the ground, looked at Ta Ting's bewildered eyes, and directly slapped his donkey face over...

......

In the camp of the Bloodthirsty Mercenary Regiment.

It is now a lively scene, all the big men with big shoulders and round waists are drinking seven meat and eight vegetarian vegetables, so they don't forget to clink glasses and toast, which can really be described as a model among alcoholics.

At this time, in the bustling crowd, there were two mercenaries dressed in the same costume as others appeared in a corner, only to see that the little brother with a beautiful face had a fluttering look in his eyes, as if he was looking for something, but the mercenaries who had lacked the ability to judge and think did not find anything abnormal, and many people just swept their eyes and stopped paying attention.

On the other hand, the "horse" next to the mercenary, hey, take a closer look at how this horse looks so strange, the body is thin, the ears are slender, and it is almost as alive as a donkey, and the dark and shiny fur on his back adds a lot of points to him.

Jiawen was leading Ta Ting at this time, looking for something in this camp, and after his disguise, Ta Ting and the two of them looked similar to the cavalry in the bloodthirsty mercenary group at this time, and they really didn't find anything wrong with their big eyes.

They relied on this disguise to touch back and forth among this group of bloodthirsty mercenaries, and the funny thing was that no one had found anything, and they didn't even cast a few puzzled looks, after all, after Jiawen's investigation, it was found that there were still people in similar costumes to them wandering around, and some even sat on the ground and dozed off on the horses next to them, so the combination of the two of them was not too abrupt here.

After five or six minutes of walking along the vine, following the mercenaries who owned the horses, Jiawen mixed into what was probably the logistics of the team, and now he was standing in a makeshift stable.

The ground in the stable was covered with hay, and a dozen horses that did not know their owners were dozing and napping, and these mounts, after hearing any movement, looked at Jiawen and then stopped paying attention to him, and Jiawen remembered the location of this place, and then touched somewhere else.

Unconsciously, a man and a donkey came to the door of several wide tents, there were no guards next to them, and they did not reject taking a sheep before leaving.

Entering the camp here, the layout here is also very regular, there is nothing wrong, look around, the furnishings here are very ordinary, it seems that the owner of this place does not care about these small things, carefully searched and did not find anything valuable, and then retreated, turned around and walked to another camp.

After rummaging through a few tents in a row and not finding anything valuable, Jiawen couldn't help but scold the poor ghost, it was also a medium and large mercenary group of three or four hundred people, how could he not even have a decent thing.

It wasn't until a slightly larger tent that the place changed slightly, but standing at the door, Jiawen's keen sense of smell seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of medicinal herbs in the air.

Push the door and look, it turned out to be a small casserole in the middle of the tent, something was being stewed on a low fire, and if you looked closely, there were red and red flakes with a little root system, wasn't it the blood ginseng, a great tonic, and there were many unknown lumpy herbs still rolling in the boiling water.

At this moment, Jiawen vaguely seemed to see a long strip of roots at the bottom of the pot, and there happened to be a spoon inserted next to it, and Jiawen held it in his hand and went deep into the boiling water and stirred it, and the long root object floated.

"Damn!" When he was completely out of the water and looked at it, he couldn't help but exclaim.

Then he didn't wait to look twice, Jiawen even threw a spoon into the casserole, this is not the end, it is estimated that he has attracted some dirty things, and his hands are rubbing red on his clothes, as if he wants to take off a layer of skin.

After doing all this, Jiawen looked gloomy, walked out of the tent without looking back, and took a few deep breaths outside, and then relaxed. A few tents here are the most striking in the neighborhood, and it seems that there will be nothing good going anywhere else except here.

If Jiawen continues to look for it at this time, there may be some unexpected discoveries, but time does not allow it, and there is no interest in Taobao.

On the other hand, Jiawen casually took down a piece of wood left over from the shelf, stretched it into the nearby fire platform similar to a large candle for lighting, and didn't look at it after igniting it, and threw it directly on the materials suspected to be accompanied by the mercenary group, and then sneaked into the corner of the dark with the thunderbolt and quietly waited for the development of the situation.

On the other side of the barbecue stall, because Jiawen didn't say goodbye, these were the two mercenaries who were busy making barbecues, and no one helped them, which greatly reduced their work efficiency, and they were cursing the bald guy to die at this moment.

The bald guy was certainly not dead, and as for where he was now, in the middle of the campfire, only his pants were left and he was dancing like crazy, wasn't he the one who was dancing, and while dancing, there were people cheering on, as if they were very much appreciating this "dance" with a visionary style.

Ignoring the bald guy who has awakened his primitive wildness, the banquet is almost over at this time, but the crowd has already staggered and drunk a large area, and many people have even snored like thunder into sweet sleep, and this is also the time when people's will is most relaxed and weak.

......

Outside the camp.

"Mouse, have you noticed anything wrong? The bamboo pole man's expression was impatient, and his feet kept walking back and forth in place.

"No, there's nothing wrong, our regiment's defense is solid, not to mention in this periphery, even if you go deep into the Phantom Jungle, you don't necessarily have the strength to fight, is it the boss You think too much." The dozing mouse was suddenly awakened, and then scratched his head and replied disapprovingly.

"No, there must be something wrong, my instincts have always been very accurate. The bamboo pole man's face was gloomy, as if he was not suspicious of his statement.

"But... ”

"Quiet!"

The rat on the side just said something, but was suddenly interrupted by the bamboo pole man.