When they saw Luo Yan walk out of the camp, the faces of the two guards at the gate were a little surprised, and one of the younger ones subconsciously wanted to raise his rifle, but pressed down on the beard next to him.

Luo Yanquan didn't see these movements, and quickened his pace to leave.

He returned to the military jeep, opened the door, and roughly pulled Yang Shirley out of the car.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Xueli exclaimed, and skillfully pulled out a short blade from the back of her waist and stabbed it into Luo Yan's lower abdomen.

But as soon as it was stabbed, the short blade stopped, and it turned out to be pinched by Luo Yan with two fingers.

Then, with a pull, the short blade left Yang Xueli's palm, and the grip rubbed against her tender palm, breaking and making her cry out in pain.

Luo Yan picked up the short blade, pointed the tip of the knife at Yang Xueli's bulging chest, and said in a calm tone, "There is no one I want in the obsidian bar."

"The owner of the camp, Jiang Guo, is pretending to be Qu Zheng and is plotting against him."

"What is your role as a locksmith in this?"

"You'll talk about it when you're ready."

"Because, you only have one chance."

After speaking, Luo Yan pressed down the short blade slightly, and the tip of the knife pierced Yang Xueli's coat, dotting a drop of blood on her fair chest.

Yang Xueli was breathless: "Impossible."

"The Boss asked me to bring you here."

"He's not going to sell me?"

The girl seemed to think of something, her face changed, and then she scolded: "*** Tao Ye, in order to trick you into the game, he will not hesitate to sacrifice me!"

She looked at Luo Yan and said, "Our boss is called Tao Ye, and yesterday, I heard him talking to someone."

"I mentioned your name and said I would take you to the Obsidian Bar."

"The most important thing is that he called the man 'Mr. Chiang' at the time."

"In this way, he and Jiang Guo are in collusion."

Luo Yan put away the short blade and returned it to Yang Xueli: "Take me to see Tao Ye."

He peeked into Yang Xueli's heart with his 'golden eyes' and knew that she was not lying.

In addition, it is not surprising that a small character like Yang Xueli does not know Tao Ye's plan.

The next day.

Crested ibis base.

Tao Ye woke up in his sleep, he pushed away the woman who was wrapped around him like an octopus, and got out of bed to dress.

After changing into civilian clothes, he walked out of the bedroom, intending to go to the bathroom to wash up.

As a result, when he went out, he was holding a hard object on the back of his head, and Tao Ye flashed the picture of an automatic pistol in his mind, and then heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Don't make a lot of noise, raise your hands."

"Don't make superfluous moves, or I'll shoot."

Yang Shirley!

Tao Ye's eyes flashed with surprise, and he raised his hands and said, "Shirley, what are you doing here?"

"What for?"

Yang Xueli gritted her teeth: "Boss Tao, what did you ask me to do, which one I didn't do for you?"

"I'm kind of loyal to our organization, but what did you do to me?"

"You asked me to take Xu Chuan to the Obsidian Bar, but there was no Qu Zheng in the bar at all, and it was Jiang Guo who was waiting for Xu Chuan there!"

"You didn't tell me a word about such an important matter, keeping me in the dark, and now you're embarrassed to ask *** what?"

Tao Ye hurriedly said, "Shirley, you listen to my explanation."

Yang Xueli sneered, "You don't have to explain it to me."

"You explain it to him."

"Who?"

"Who else?"

Yang Xueli put a gun on the back of Tao Ye's head: "Let's go, go to the living room."

When he came to the living room, Tao Ye saw a figure with his back to him, looking out the window.

Xu Chuan!

Tao Ye's breath sank, and then he said, "Mr. Xu, I was forced to do this out of necessity."

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We 'lockpickers' are just a small organization, we usually sell some information, become second-hand dealers, and do errand work for people."

"I don't dare to offend Jiang Guo at all."

"You have a lot of them, don't worry about me."

Luo Yan turned around and said in a calm tone, "Where is Qu Zheng?"

"I don't know."

"Really."

Tao Ye hurriedly said, "The news about Qu Zheng was deliberately leaked to you by Jiang Guo."

"But in fact, I don't know where Qu Zheng is, and I can swear to God."

Luo Yan walked over and glanced at Tao Ye, and suddenly a chill erupted between the two.

Before Tao Ye knew what was going on, one of his left arms fell to the ground, and blood spurted out at once, splashing the floor and walls red.

Yang Xueli's pupils in the back contracted, she felt a little heat on her face, and touched it with her hand, her fingertips were sticky.

When I looked at it again, my hands were red.

At this time, Tao Ye screamed, he covered his wounds, but where could he stop the bleeding, his face turned pale.

Luo Yan just looked at him like this, not saying a word.

Tao Ye knew that if he didn't treat the wound again, he would die of excessive blood loss, so he could only shout.

"I said."

"I say!"

"Qu Zheng is indeed not in the Snow Rock Camp."

"A few days ago, he was rounded up by the Blacktower base, but he ran away."

"But yesterday, Jiang Guo said that the Black Tower base has found him, and it is in Bacheng."

"They will blockade Bacheng today, and then reduce the encirclement little by little, and finally capture Qu Zheng."

Luo Yan secretly said in his heart, this is reasonable.

No matter what you say, Qu Zheng is also a member of the Strategic Government.

It would be too bad to be caught by the surface organization so easily.

"Where's Ba Cheng?"

Tao Ye shuddered and said, "From here, about 20 kilometers to the south, there is an abandoned small city, that is Bacheng."

Luo Yan immediately used the 'Dragon Elephant' to pick Tao Ye's hand, and the sword body was suddenly dyed a bright red, and then pressed it on Tao Ye's wound.

There was a noise in the living room, and Tao Ye screamed again, almost fainting.

By the time the Dragon Elephant was removed, his wound had already been burned, and the disinfection and hemostasis had been completed.

Luo Yan withdrew his sword: "Take me to Bacheng."

Now he only hopes that Qu Zheng can hold on and hold on until he arrives.

South of the crested ibis base, in a small town 20 kilometers away.

A massive-looking man in his early thirties was huddled in an Internet café.

The floor of the Internet café was messy, the tables and chairs were overturned, the computer screens were shattered, the keyboards were cracked, and there was a layer of dust everywhere.

The man shrank behind the cash register, he took out a kettle, unscrewed the cap and put it in his mouth, but for a long time, not a drop of water came out of the kettle.

He sighed, put the kettle down, and checked his gear.

There were only eight rounds left in the automatic pistol.

A long knife in his hand had already broken several times.

Plus now there is not a drop of water in the pot.

"I'm running out of ammunition."

The man sighed softly, and then, as if sensing something, he immediately fell to the ground, his ears pressed to the ground.

After listening for a few seconds, he quickly got up, packed his things and left through the back door of the Internet café.

Then he opened a manhole cover in a nearby street and climbed down the ladder.

He didn't forget to reset the manhole cover, and it wasn't long before he had done it when three motorcycles drove through the nearby street.

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