Garon on the side was a little impatient. "Cohenna, what's the secret of the Lucky Stone Clock? And where's Rapo? ”

Cohena shook his head.

"I don't know, Rapo should always follow me, but I'm not sure if he's fled, it's more than he could have imagined. The secret of the Lucky Stone Clock? In fact, there is no such thing as a treasure at all. He smiled wryly. "It's all made up to deceive you, and my so-called treasure is that I am afraid that the lucky stone clock will not be able to attract your attention, so I simply weave a lie and let everyone muddy the waters together. ”

On the other side, Rossdam was held to his chest by the old man with a cane, and the two were whispering something quickly, completely unable to understand what language they were saying, which seemed to be a very old language.

As the two of them dealt with Garon's and the old man's inquiries, Garon listened to Cohenna's explanation and took out the lucky stone clock like a white porcelain vial from his bosom.

The vial is the same as the ordinary oriental white jade porcelain bottle, the thin-necked bottle, only the size of a palm, shakes it gently, and there is a faint jingling sound from it.

"Is this the Lucky Stone Clock?" Garon frowned.

He could feel the surface of the small bottle covered in a thin layer of cool scent, which was the scent of potential points.

He tried to absorb it, but the aura was clinging to the surface of the bottle, not detaching at all.

"Of course, it is said that there is a mysterious story hidden in this. In my opinion, though, it's just an ordinary antique. Cohena was helpless, "Listen to me, your Nighthawk's business is none of our business. It's all Rapoo, that guy is mad and wants everyone to besiege Nighthawk"

"Of course I know. Otherwise you would have died long ago. Garon interrupted. "Next I need you to lure me out of Rapo, that guy killed a lot of my patrolmen along the way," a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

Cohen shuddered. "What do you want me to do?"

"It's simple, go and be bait. Garon grinned, and his right hand popped out, dotting seven or eight positions on him.

Bang Bang Bang!!

A series of crisp sounds erupted, and Cohen screamed like a pig.

At least more than a dozen bones on his body were broken and broken by Gareon in an instant, and the whole person fell to the ground limply. Fine cold sweat oozed from the forehead and neck.

"No, no, I have a better way to get him out," he wailed aloud.

"But I think that's the best way, isn't it?" Garon chuckled softly. But the smile looked terrifying to Cohen's eyes.

He jerked his leg up and kicked it hard.

Boom!!

Cohen's entire waist was kicked up by him. Tumbling and flying out of the jaw, it slammed into the side tunnel wall, where there was a sharp bump that hit him on the thigh.

Oh!!

He still had the strength to scream.

"Oh my God! Oh my God"

Garon walked over to him and lifted him up.

"It's simulating a serious injury. Wait until I throw you into an open place. In a more conspicuous place, in the face of this kind of enemy who only needs a shot from afar, I don't think even Rapoo can't help but make a move. ”

He lifted Cohen's aching head.

"As long as you make a move, he's dead. ”

Nighthawk was the first pilot he had established, and it was the foundation on which he had started, and he needed to establish a certain deterrent to make the outside forces understand that his might was irresistible.

Sizzle

Suddenly, the intercom sounded.

Garon took it down and looked at it, and a woman's voice came from inside.

"Commander. The bald boss has found five lucky stone clocks, and they have already arrived. But I've lost some manpower, so I'm coming to you right away?"

"Oh?" Garon's eyes lit up. "Five other lucky stone clocks?"

"Yes, there should be six of the Lucky Stone Clocks besides the destroyed one," Cohena replied with pain.

"Let him bring it over and locate me himself. ”

"Yes. Suddenly the sound of the car's engine starting was heard on the intercom.

Garon dragged Cohen back to the original cul-de-sac, and they had left the original dead-end passage in a fussy.

At this time, in front of the dead wall of the passage, in front of the big hole dug by Garon with his bare hands, AG was talking calmly with Rossdam, and the strange thing was that Rosedam looked sad, and AG actually had tears slowly left, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he remembered something extremely sad.

"I didn't expect it," AG's expression was painful and conflicted, and he looked at Rosdam with a strange look in his eyes, which was both loving and sad, and painfully tangled.

"Kindness, what kind of development is this?" Garon frowned and muttered, carrying Cohena to the side and waiting.

"I know a little," Cohena whispered slowly.

Garon glanced at him and put his hand around his neck a little, instantly sealing all of Cohen's pain.

"Tell me?"

This guy couldn't feel the pain for a moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he tried to move his hands and feet as if he couldn't believe it, but his body didn't seem to be his, and he couldn't move at all. When he saw this, he cured himself.

"Rossdam is actually a descendant of AG"

Garon didn't react to the rhythm at all. Those few people just now are still chasing me and escaping from the chase, and now they have become a family?

"Rosdam and his other siblings believed that the pages had polluted the AG, so they stole the pages and sealed the knowledge from them, using them as a mere tool. But AG doesn't understand, and he sees the pages as his greatest source of strength. It took nine deaths to get it, and that was his greatest wealth. Cohen said it.

"I don't care what your relatives are, I saw the killing intent in the eyes of the AG. Garon suddenly interjected.

"Wouldn't it?" Cohen's eyes widened.

Garon was silent for a moment, feeling the total potential points of the Lucky Stone Clock in his arms. There are about five points in a bottle, which is more than you think, so you count. There were five more bottles, and if the other bottles were all the same as this one, then they would add up to twenty-five points, which was much more than he expected.

He thought for a moment and said loudly to the AG over there.

"AG, how can I contact you in the future?"

AG turned his head, and he glanced at Cohena in Garon's hand. A strange expression was revealed.

"Of course it's a phone, my phone number is 8224-657930****. He didn't say anything from the last four, but the voice went straight to Garon's ears.

Garon remembered it instantly, and nodded to AG.

Although it feels strange that an old wizard of a primitive tribe would actually use a satellite phone. But for such people, anything is possible.

Garon felt that these witch doctors and wizards he had met this time felt inexplicable, and their relationship was a mess, like a mess of yarn.

Carry Cohena. Garon no longer thinks about anything to the book page. The main thing for him now is to understand the principle of the force measurement system from AG, and it is not suitable to turn his face against him for something that does not necessarily have an effect on him.

In addition, with the Lucky Stone Clock and Cohena as the bait, Garon intends to directly deal with Rapo, who is hiding in the shadows.

This guy didn't meet him at all along the way, they were all patrols of the hunting party from afar.

The elites can't find a figure at all when they go out alone, and his hidden skills are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Holding the walkie-talkie and positioning himself, Garon quickly led Cohena to an underground tunnel that turned left.

It was pitch black. He placed the walkie-talkie on the ground and raised his fist to punch up.

Boom!!

Large chunks of broken earth and stones spewed out. Suddenly, a bright light shone down from above.

A large hole more than one meter wide suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

Several large stones tumbled down and were smashed open by Garon, and the stones suddenly slammed into the walls of the cave around them like cannonballs.

Watching Cohen swallow his saliva, he was afraid that Garon would not pay attention and hit his head with a flying stone. That's the terrifying power of instant death!

Without saying much, Garon lifted Cohen and jumped up, and the whole person flew out of the passage lightly, landing on the ground on the right side of the hole outside.

Surrounded by a vast expanse of grassland, withered yellow turquoise grass rattled in the wind, and a few brown impalas were so frightened that they pouted their butts and ran wildly into the distance.

The sky was blue, and the sun was scorching red and red.

On the distant horizon, the huge sun resembles a giant orange-red balloon.

On the green meadows, Garon carried Cohena in a long way and walked briskly in one direction.

Soon, the sound of car engines was faintly heard ahead, and a large camouflage convoy was approaching.

Garon threw Cohena to the ground and went straight to him.

"Commander!" the bald head jumped out of the front car like a mummy wrapped in bandages, holding a black package in his hand.

"I lived up to your expectations!" the bald head let out a fierce breath and stood in front of Garon, his body straight. The white bandage on his body was faintly oozing blood, but he still didn't care.

Garon took the package in his hand and looked inside, and sure enough, it was exactly the same five white porcelain bottles.

Patting the bald shoulder, he nodded, finally a smile on his face.

"Not bad. ”

"Commander, Jay found Rapo's trail on his side, and he led the team to catch up with him alone. I'm afraid it's fighting right now. The black-haired ponytail woman on the side walked over and whispered.

"Let's go together. Garon's eyes suddenly gloomy at the thought of Rapo, "It looks like I'm finally going to catch this little mouse."

He looked back at Cohenna.

"Take that guy with you, he's the object of Rapoo's hatred the most, maybe it will save me a little bit of effort. ”

"Yes. ”

The two soldiers stepped forward and immediately picked up the limp Cohena.

"Be careful, I've broken some of the bones in this man's body. If you are not careful, you will be seriously injured and die of internal bleeding. Garon commanded with a smile.

After flipping five vials, his mood suddenly improved a lot.

The next thing is to absorb these six lucky stone bells, but I didn't expect my subordinates to be quite powerful. Although he didn't know how Lu Dao's bald head got his hands on these five bottles, it could be seen from his injuries that he had paid a lot of price and effort.

After quickly settling the matter here, he decided to truly enter the realm of the world with that amount of power. (To be continued......)