"You are the only one who can save my China!"

Zhao Kuo almost shouted out these words, but Lin Xun was a little silent when he heard it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info This sentence is big and exaggerated, no one can save a people alone. The old man can't do it in the North, Hulei can't do it in Tama, Karada can't do it in zombies, and even Caesar can't do it in the United States.

"I can't save China, but I can save Zhao Xuanwu. Come with me, we need to plan carefully. Hulei is still in Yuezhou, and it is impossible to rescue Zhao Xuanwu. Lin Xun patted Zhao Kuo's shoulder, this gentle and peaceful guy was already a little hysterical.

Three days later, this was Lin Xun's first visit to Yuezhou after a year. For this city where he grew up, Lin Xun is still quite emotional.

Dressed in tattered clothes, dressed as an ordinary Chinese, I plan to go to an affiliated village to see the situation first. However, on the chaotic village road, it is as silent as a ghost land. Catching a few peeking glances, and when you look in that direction, you can see the people in the room quickly closing the peeking gaps.

At this time, there was a commotion in the distance, and after Lin Xun hid it casually, he knew the reason why the villagers did not dare to go out. A group of Tamars, some orcs, some half-elves and some human races, these more than a dozen people swaggered down the country road, and looked around to see which family still had people inside.

At such a critical moment, it stands to reason that there will not be any noticeable sounds. However, the sound of a crockpot breaking was heard behind the Tamars. Hearing the sound, the group of Tamars immediately shouted excitedly and walked there.

At this time, a small hand grabbed Lin Xun's wrist, he naturally knew that someone was coming, but it was just an ordinary person, and it was a little girl, so Lin Xun pretended not to find out and let her catch it.

"Follow me. "The little girl's voice was not crisp, a little boyish, about fourteen or fifteen years old, perhaps due to malnutrition, and her body was very thin.

Lin Xun was led around and stopped at the end of an alley, the little girl looked around vigilantly, opened a manhole cover, and then took Lin Xun into it.

Lin Xun didn't speak all the way, just watched quietly, he could roughly understand the situation in Tamane, but the intuitive life of the Chinese in Tamane, he still needed to see it with his own eyes.

"Hey, guys! I found an underground party! Let him take us to save Mr. Zhao!" The little girl took Lin Xun through the passage of more than ten meters, and came to a fairly wide underground space, which was about forty or fifty square meters, and there were more than ten people gathered together, adults and children.

"Fangiri! Why do you bring a stranger in casually, he is not from our village!" An old man who looked at him in his fifties immediately came over and stared at Lin Xun, if it weren't for the fact that his pupils were black, maybe he would have been in trouble.

"Old Fan, of course I know that he is not from our village, and the Chinese who dare to walk around at this time, and who have good skills and courage, are the only ones who are underground parties! They are here to save Mr. Zhao!"

Okay, Lin Xun was also a little speechless, little girl, I didn't say anything, you just finished making up for the whole brain? What's even more strange is that those of her companions were still a little convinced of this reason, and even the vigilant old man just now came over and asked suspiciously: "Are you really an underground party?"

"It's not. ”

"Wow. After Lin Xun answered no, including the little girl with rice balls, Lin Xun was surrounded by all kinds of weapons at once, of course, the best weapon was just a kitchen knife. The little girl even took a slingshot, presumably she used the slingshot to break the crockpot in the first place, right?

"You've responded very well. Lin Xun was pointed at by countless weapons, and he was still praising others. That old fan seemed to be the leader here, and he carefully approached Lin Xun with a sharpened iron rod, and asked sharply, "Who are you!

"Of course not, although I am not an underground party, I am also here to save Mr. Zhao. Lin Xun could feel these people's respect for Zhao Xuanwu and their will to survive.

"Hmph, don't try to get away with it, tell me where you came from, young man. Lao Fan handed in the sharpened iron rod, if it weren't for Lin Xun's skin being tough enough, his throat should have been pierced through the skin, right?

"I am from Hanzhou, a spy sent by the king of Hanzhou, the king plans to save Mr. Zhao, and unite with Mr. Zhao to launch a revolution and completely overthrow the rule of the Tama people!"

It is said that in the discussion between Lin Xun and Zhao Kuo, there is naturally a plan to lead the Chinese in Tamar to launch a revolution with Zhao Xuanwu, but that revolution Hanzhou will only provide resources and information support in the back first, and only after waiting for Tamar to decline, Hanzhou can face Tamar head-on. Otherwise, Tamar still has the strength to break Hanzhou again.

"It turned out to be a brother in Hanzhou, disrespectful and disrespectful. "Lao Fan is not a young man, the suspicion of the old people in the rivers and lakes is not ordinary, and a guy of unknown origin like Lin Xun is difficult to convince Lao Fan no matter what.

Lin Xun also knew that no matter what information he came up with, the other party would find it difficult to believe it. So he took a step forward directly, Lao Fan was suddenly pushed down vigorously, his own hands were rubbed with an iron rod and bloodied, but Lin Xun, who was holding the tip of the stick with his throat, was unharmed.

"Well, this can be proven, right? If I want to kill you, I don't have to conspire at all. After taking a step, Lin Xun stood still again to prevent irritating the other party. Everyone is in the same camp, and it's not good to turn against each other because of a certain detail. Although Lin Xun's strength doesn't care about them at all, other people's minds can't trample on it.

Lao Fan looked at Lin Xun in surprise, how strong the step was just now, only Lao Fan, who felt it directly, knew. You must know that he is a third-level person in the Apocalypse template, and this guy comes down, but he can't stand it at all. It seems that the strength of the other party is indeed unfathomable, and there is no reason to use conspiracy and trickery at all. However...... What if the other party uses this to paralyze themselves, and then steal information about the underground party's rescue operation from themselves?

Looks like you have to be careful!

Lin Xun was also helpless in the face of the still vigilant eyes, such vigilance probably needs to be praised, right? From the perspective of an ally, Lin Xun could only say with a lie that he thought of temporarily: "The Hanzhou side needs to know about tomorrow's execution, if you will go to the execution ground tomorrow, I will be with you." For the rest, I won't ask more. ”

After Lin Xun expressed his attitude, the small team over there began to chatter. In the end, it may be for the sake of his face that he is also Chinese, and agreed to take Lin Xun in. (To be continued.) )