Mu Tieshi handed the torch in his hand to a sergeant behind him, approached Wang Baitao, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, the little one met Commander Chen on the patrol road, and his old man said that he had an urgent matter to see Manager Shen, but he didn't talk about dating." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Wang Baitao frowned and said, "Go to see Manager Shen? Obviously set a date, where did he go to Manager Shen to do something, did he say what it was?"

Mu Tieshi smiled bitterly and said, "Commander Chen's throat seems to be a little uncomfortable, and he coughs badly, and he doesn't say what is going on. ”

Wang Baitao pondered for a moment and muttered: "This is strange, you can see clearly, is it really Commander Chen?"

Mu Tieshi said with a smile: "Commander Wang is joking, even if the younger one is wrong, can't our dozens of brothers be wrong?"

Wang Baitao's gaze swept towards the middle, dozens of sergeants nodded together, and several of them laughed and said, "Commander Chen is the person we all see every day, can we still be wrong?"

Wang Baitao didn't laugh out loud, but closed his eyes and pondered. Mu Tieshi saw that his face was wrong, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

After a moment of silence, Wang Baitao's face became even more gloomy, and he waved his hand and said, "You guys are busy." ”

Mu Tieshi was stunned for a moment and said, "Commander Wang, you still need us..."

Wang Baitao didn't wait for him to finish, and said, "I want to start with something urgent, so I won't talk to you." ”

With that, he turned around and strode towards Chen Wenli's residence.

......

Facing the neatly arranged military tents, Bai Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I don't know if the drawings provided by Wang Kou are wrong, or if the camp has been adjusted in the past two days, and the roads marked on the original drawings have disappeared and become neat rows of military tents.

Bai Cheng pondered for a moment, glanced at his eyes, and saw a lookout tower standing in the distance, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

After a while, Bai Cheng came to the bottom of the tower, and regardless of it, strode towards the tower.

With Chen Wenli's face on his face and a red gold token in his hand, the sergeants guarding the tower not only did not dare to stop him, but saluted one after another.

Bai Cheng arched his hand slightly at everyone, and then stretched out his finger and pointed to his throat, indicating that there was something wrong with his throat, and then ignored everyone and stood on the tower and looked around.

Although the nearby road is not quite the same as the one marked on the drawing, the road in the distance is exactly the same as the one marked on the drawing, and as long as you spare some roads, you can still get to the cellar, but it is just a waste of time.

Standing on top of the tower, he condescended, silently calculated the direction of the cellar, calculated the road along the way, and then waved his hand at the sergeant on the tower and swaggered away from the tower.

Bai Cheng descended from the observation tower, bypassed a large area of the camp, and finally set out on a path marked on the original drawings.

The road is located between the two camps and is about 100 zhang long.

On both sides of the road were two woods, and in the middle of them were trees the thickness of bowls, and between these trees were bound several thick ropes, high and low, crooked, and twisted, which seemed to the layman to be just a joke.

But in Bai Cheng's eyes, this is a powerful mechanism formation. If ordinary people don't know the trick and fall into the woods, they are afraid that it will be difficult to escape. A similar mechanism formation is also set up in the Flying Star Gate station, but it is far less subtle than here.

While hurrying, Bai Cheng observed the formations on both sides, and suddenly heard someone behind him laughing, and said, "Brother Wenli, let's go to the appointment together, why don't you wait for my brother and me, and leave alone?"

Bai Cheng was stunned, looked back, and saw a person behind him hurrying over.

The man was about forty years old, with a sallow complexion, a sparse beard, a blue robe, a horizontal knife at his waist, and a smile on his face.

When Bai Cheng saw this person, he secretly said in his heart, if it is really not a rivalry.

Since he stepped into the White Tiger Hall, he has been living in the White Tiger Inner Camp, and there are only two acquaintances in the entire outer camp, one is Zheng Qi who helped him guide the way, and the other is the one in front of him, who had made it difficult for him in every possible way when he entered the camp that day, and was led by Wang, one of the five commanders of the White Tiger Outer Camp!

After he entered the White Tiger camp, he once asked Liu Suifeng about this person's news, and knew that this person's surname was Wang Baitao, and he was one of Shen Chongtian's cronies.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Baitao had come to Baicheng.

Bai Cheng arched his hand at him, still stretched out his hand and pointed to his throat, indicating that his throat was injured and he couldn't speak.

Wang Baitao was a little surprised, and said, "Brother Wenli, what's wrong with you?

Bai Cheng showed a wry smile and waved his hand.

Wang Baitao stroked his palms and sighed, and said, "Brother was going to get drunk with you today, but it's a pity... It's a pity..."

As he spoke, he shook his head and reached out to pat Bai Cheng on his left shoulder.

......

After Zhao Shirong separated from Li Shenzhou and Liu Suifeng, he walked alone in the direction of Mingtang in the west of the city.

She didn't know why Li Shenzhou asked her to find Zhou Jin, and she didn't have the certainty of seeing Zhou Jin in her heart, but she still did not hesitate to do it. Because of what Li Shenzhou said, she never doubted it.

Zhou Jin, as a teacher in the White Tiger Inner Battalion, never dealt with the students except when he was teaching, and lived in the Ming Hall on weekdays, never stepping out of the Ming Hall for half a step.

Although Mingtang can enter and exit at will during the day, the door will be closed at night, prohibiting anyone from entering, and if she wants to see Zhou Jin, I am afraid it will take a lot of trouble.

Zhao Shirong was thinking about it while hurrying away, and suddenly looked up and saw a black shadow standing at the intersection in front of him, motionless, standing in the middle of the intersection.

The night was dark, and there were no more pedestrians on the road, and this person was standing here, probably deliberately waiting for her here.

If it is placed on weekdays, with Zhao Shirong's temperament, he will inevitably stop and understand the grievances with this person.

But she has something to do today, and she doesn't want to entangle with this person, her arms are stretched, and two water sleeves are wrapped around her body like a water dragon, and her toes are a little pointed, like a spring swallow, and she passes by this person.

The black shadow remained silent, as if it was not ready to stop it, until Zhao Shirong swept past him, and suddenly broke off, and thousands of black lights **** out from his body, attacking Zhao Shirong.

Zhao Shirong snorted lightly, and the speed of the two water sleeves suddenly doubled, stopping hundreds of black lights.

Suddenly, the sound of "clanging" was endless, and it turned out that these hundreds of black lights were actually hundreds of steel needles with the thickness of a hair and more than an inch long.

The black shadow missed the blow, sneered, and seven silver lights flashed, shining brightly in all directions like a thunderbolt, and suddenly attacked Zhao Shirong's face, chest, lower abdomen and other key points.

Zhao Shirong's complexion changed slightly, and the two water sleeves accelerated again, steadily stopping the seven silver lights, but these seven silver lights were made of unknown materials, and after the water sleeves stopped them, they were quickly corroded by them, turned into inch by inch rags, and spilled all over the ground.

Zhao Shirong frowned, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good, it seemed that this person was prepared for her.

Just as her heart was fluttering, a translucent flying knife suddenly flashed, and under the cover of seven silver lights, it slashed silently towards her neck. (To be continued.) )