Volume 2 Blood 36 Stubborn

"Duh... Honk.. Toot .."

"Duh... Honk.. Toot .."

Chen Cheng sank into the sofa, playing with the red and brown wooden box with both hands, and placed the words on the coffee table, waiting for the other side to answer.

The box was found from the ruins, and it had the effect of concealing the breath. Wang Yao relied on this wooden box to block the leakage of Yangshengsha's breath of life and trap Jinshi Town for five years.

It's unheard of to buy a wood that is so heavy and so powerful.

"Little Brother Chen?" The words were connected, and a tired rough voice sounded, mixed with the roar of guns and the explosion of explosives.

"Brother Brute Bear, can you help me check the wood ........ with a hidden atmosphere" After a few short greetings, he quickly cut to the chase and listed the characteristics of the wooden box one by one.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the alliance records the data of heaven and earth treasure in the world, and it is undoubtedly the fastest way to get results through internal queries.

"No problem, leave it to my brother." After patting his chest and guaranteeing it, the brute bear hurriedly hung up the words.

The sound of gunfire from time to time from the microphone seemed to be fighting on the other side, and it was only how long it took to pacify the East China Sea, and it was on a mission.

The navy is really working hard, and silently mourns for the brute bear brother for a few seconds in his heart.

Reaching out to erect the wooden box, his eyes looked at the patterns on the box and frowned, there was still one biggest mystery in Jinshi Town that had not been solved.

The motives of the alliance navy are confused, and the allied countries have reached an urgent moment when the island is about to be destroyed, and the navy has never acted.

It's just regular inspections and rescues, and the conditions seem to be generous, but they don't solve the problem at all, but it seems to be renewing the life of Jinshi Town.

If the dignified alliance navy even caused the beast tide, which was the leakage of life breath and the cloud beast madness, he didn't find out that he didn't believe it first.

This matter can only be investigated by a trustworthy person, starting with the wooden box that shields the senses.

Yangsheng sand, not like ordinary wood, who is the person behind it, can have such a big deal.

Leaning back on the sofa with your fingers rubbing your chin to think about what to do.

I ruined the other party's five-year plan, and I'm afraid that the people behind the scenes won't give up.

Even if you can't strike first, you have to find out the details of the other party in advance, otherwise the enemy will be too passive.

After being beaten, I didn't know who the person wielding the stick was, which was too aggrieved.

Now I just wait for the news of the bear, and then make a decision, and put the box on the coffee table casually.

But his eyes stayed on the windowsill with a touch of gold, "What to see, how to get into the mind." ”

"Captain, look downstairs." Xuezen stood on tiptoe in front of the windowsill and leaned out to look out.

The little hands kept waving, as if they saw something funny, and hurriedly beckoned the captain to come and see the excitement.

What could be interesting in the big night, could it be that the group of drunken navy did something out of the ordinary. With doubts, Chen Cheng walked to the windowsill in a few steps and looked down.

I saw a strong man with a tiger beard, kneeling on his knees and bowing in the direction of the tavern, his forehead hitting the ground with a thumping sound, and each blow was very hard.

What is there to look at kowtowing, Chen Yan glanced at it casually, and black lines hung down on his face.

.........

The silver moon shone on the earth, the shade of the trees shaded it, a few faint insect chirps sounded in the forest, and a black shadow knelt on the dirt, and kept kowtowing.

The bright moon shone from the side, and the shadow was pulled by the old man, and there seemed to be a few sharp triangles protruding, which looked a little weird.

Isolated from the outside world by bright lights, the silence of the forest is broken by the noise of the tavern.

The 'bang' barrel slammed into the boxwood bar, and Claude wiped the foam from his mouth.

With his hands propped up on the bar, he staggered to his feet, his cheeks flushed and his eyes confused.

"Today, drink well, burp.... Come back tomorrow, hiccup......"

The fermentation of the wine mixed with the sour smell of gastric juice spat onto the bartender's face, and he reached out and pointed to the grape juice in the glass display case.

"Bookkeeping..... This bottle to take away. ”

With a smile on his face, the bartender carefully took the 20-year-old bottle of dry red from the wine rack and handed it over with both hands after carefully packing it.

"Lieutenant, your wine."

Claude patted the bartender on the shoulder with drunken eyes, picked up the wine, and walked towards the door.

"This is the veteran who survived the bloody battle of Kurt?" The young owner of the tavern appeared silently behind the bartender, his eyes fixed on the figure that might fall at any moment, and questioned softly.

I can't believe that the elite who can survive the battlefield known as the bloody meat grinder will be the drunks who can't even walk steadily.

"Yes, young master." The bartender was keenly aware that the young owner who had not been on the island long ago was interested in Lieutenant Claude, and seized the opportunity to quickly introduce the old man's past.

"In the bloody battle of Tekco, Lieutenant Claude was the most fatal charge mission......... Kill hundreds of enemies. ”

Most of the duties of charging on the battlefield are elite veterans, and only by leading the military formation can they burst out with monstrous ferocity, suppress the opponent from the spiritual level, and break through the defense line.

I don't know how many times I've heard each other brag about these stories, and the bartender can even tell a lot of things before you know it.

The saloon door of the tavern slammed open, and Claude staggered out of the brightly lit tavern.

The night breeze caressed, refreshing and cold, so that a lot of wine on his body dissipated, and his thoughts returned to clarity a little.

"What's that thing up ahead?" I faintly saw a black shadow, up and down, followed by a strange thud.

Squinting his hazy eyes, by the moonlight, he could see clearly the appearance of the black shadow, the leopard's head and eyes, and the swallow jaw and tiger whiskers were one of the two kings of the country of mountains and forests.

Lin Hu! Why is he here?

The pasty brain immediately sobered up, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the vague and strange shadow, it was the real thing! Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, the soles of his feet kicked the ground, and he dodged in embarrassment.

The great gift of the lord of the member country is not so easy to accept, if this is seen by other navies, can it be good?

What's more, this is a country of mountains and forests! Unless they don't want to live, who has the courage to accept the great gifts of the two tribal leaders.

Claude looked in the direction of Lin Hu's bow, and saw two petite figures, floating by the window, looking at this side with a smile.

"Captain, look, that second lieutenant is so funny, he dodged in embarrassment and didn't forget the wine bottle in his hand." Xuezen watched Claude hide and leave, her lips curled and she sneered.

Chen Cheng was full of black lines, snorted lightly, pulled up Xuecen and turned away from the window.

From the first time he saw the black shadow, he recognized it as the leader of the 'mountain bandits', Lin Hu.

"This kind of guy doesn't care about him, and he's a scumbag who wants to 'kidnap' us when he comes up."

After the lesson of Jinshi Town last time, he was extremely disgusted with this way of asking for help now.

This time it was even more excessive, and he didn't even say what he wanted, and when he came up, he kowtowed and bowed, so that he didn't accept it, which was a great crime.

It was in this way that Wang Qing of Jinshi Town concealed key information and made the investigation take a lot of detours.

He won't be fooled this time, since he wants to knock, let him knock enough.

Sit cross-legged on the cushion in front of the coffee table and beckon the crew to play cards to kill time.

"Three-to-three"

"Grandio"

"Hold it down"

"I can't afford ......"

The briquettes stood in front of the window rather bored, watching the black figure rise and fall, without the slightest intention of stopping.

Xu was moved with compassion, and Xu was bored with it.

It hooked the window with its claws, and its wings landed in front of Lin Hu.

"Even if you knock your head to pieces, the captain won't help you for no reason"

"Last time, I already let you go for the sake of your people's face, don't take an inch." The third eye in front of the briquette's forehead was shining and black, and he always felt that there was something secret on Lin Hu's body, but after checking it, he didn't find anything abnormal.

"Hey, you're talking!" The crow took a few steps forward with his head held high, looking as if Lin Hu was bowing to him.

Silent......

The prostration continued, as if the Ancient Tree Hunter would not stop as long as he did not show up.

It was rare to be kind, but there was no response, the briquettes pursed their lips, and suddenly felt bored and flapped their wings back into the house, and the windows closed along with them.

"To two, I have only one left, the report" Chen Cheng pinched the last card in the room, his eyes swept over the three pretty faces full of notes, and the smile on his face couldn't be hidden.

Today's harvest is not small, and their bet is not a krona-like vulgarity.

"Over"

Three helpless voices sounded, he threw the last card, and the game was declared victorious.

This is also one of their means of killing time, and the winner can ask the loser to do something good for himself.

Food, massages, dress-ups, the list goes on. Astringency is prohibited here.

After all, no one can practice all the time, and they also need entertainment to soothe their minds.

Today is really fun, won a good game, Chen Cheng put away the remaining cards, ready to rest, his eyes subconsciously glanced out of the window, the bright moon was hanging high, it was already late at night, a black shadow lay on the ground, constantly undulating.

Good guys, it's still there. A flash of surprise flashed in my heart, I didn't expect this guy to have a lot of perseverance.

However, just trying to make a move on your own side is still thinking too simply.

The crew returned to their rooms one after another, and the lights in the suites were turned off.

Standing in the shadows, he looked at the stubborn figure downstairs, and I have to say that his attitude towards Lin Hu has undergone some changes.

"Leave, we don't know each other, there's no reason to help you." The blanket infused with blood killing sword intent shot out and plunged deep into Lin Hu's body three feet in front of him.

Chen Cheng expressed his attitude in a cold voice.

The window slammed shut, the advice had been given, and it was his own business whether he listened or not.

.......

Claude returned to his lodgings and immediately took a shower before he was completely calmed down.

Lin Hu bowed to the Ancient Tree Hunter Group, and nine times out of ten, it was for the survival of the Lin Hai tribe.

It has been nearly three months since the disaster, and even the grassroots navy has heard a little about the bad news that happened to the Linhai tribe, let alone these senior officers.

It's just that even Boss Liang Jun can't handle the weirdness, how can the new Ancient Tree Hunter solve it, has Lin Hu reached the point where he is in a hurry to go to the doctor?

The matter of herbal quotas is even more impossible, and the hunters are attached to the naval system and also have no authority to interfere in the internal affairs of the country.

Wanting to rely on hunters to solve the survival crisis of the Linhai tribe is tantamount to a fool's dream.