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Such a clear hint made Carlos's cold face snort. As the leader of a large tomb robber and antiquities smuggling ring in a troubled country, Carlos is not only outnumbered, but also has some rather extraordinary means.

He was noncommittal about what Wen Fei said, and Wen Fei didn't pay much attention to it with a smile. He was naturally interested in the place where Carlos had discovered, but Carlos would not tell the story obediently. Wen Fei was waiting, he was sure that Carlos and the guys were going to be unlucky.

Originally, Master Wen was still in a hurry to return to China, but now he is not in a hurry.

"My lord, we can mobilize our forces and let Carlos obediently confess the ruins!" said Tom when he returned to his tent.

Wen Fei shook his head and said, "Don't worry, soon this guy will beg for me!" he said, pulling out an inconspicuous-looking nail from the inconspicuous place on the sole of his shoe.

With a slight force on the fingers, the nails were crushed, and the small and dense circuit board inside could be seen.

Tom's face flushed with a thud, and soon he found one on the sole of his own shoe, and smashed it hard under his feet.

He said uneasily, "My lord, what you said just now ......"

Wen Fei waved his hand and said, "He can't hear anything!"

With these words, Tom felt a lot more relieved. At the same time, I feel more and more in danger of the situation around me. It seems that Carlos is very wary of them!

Tom felt uneasy, although my lord was a true god, he was still walking on the ground, and he could still be hurt. Like that Jesus Christ, he would still be crucified by the Roman army.

The true God is omnipotent, but His kingdom is in heaven. And on earth, the church needs to replace the power of exercising the true God! This is something that Tom of theology knows very well.

Tom quickly made a few calls, but fortunately he used a satellite phone, but he was not afraid of Carlos eavesdropping.

And in the meantime. Wen Fei didn't mean to bother him. Even now, if he encounters a team of J Rui with live ammunition, he will only run away. Of course, in this rainforest with complex terrain, if it is not easy to encircle, Wen Fei can exert greater strength!

But if you really do this, it is too stupid, the so-called fish and dragon white clothes. This kind of thing Wenfei would not do.

"This time, Carlos guy must have found something terrible!" Wen Fei said lightly: "Have you heard of anything?"

Tom thought about it, but said, "This part of South America is complicated, in fact, you just need to think about it. ”

Wen Fei nodded, this kind of thing is actually very clear. In the backyard of the most powerful country in the world, can it not be chaotic?

New continents. All it takes is a strong state, and there simply won't be any other country that can contend with it. Even Canada, which can only be said to have a fairly developed economy......

"In the Americas, especially in South America, there are too many remnants of civilization, countless cities, buried in the dense rainforest! It gives a lot of cultural relics dealers a chance......"

Tom frowned and said, "I remember that "Incredible" also sent people to cover the excavations of several secret cities, but I was mainly in Asia at the time, and I didn't know much about the situation here!"

Wen Fei smiled faintly: "Every ancient civilization will not be so simple! You go out first......

Tom bowed and said, "Yes, my lord!" and exited the tent, but did not dare to go far. Immediately put the remaining people around. All of them were sent over to guard Wen Fei's surroundings.

At this time, Wen Fei was shaking his head. This Tom usually seems to be quite strong, but what he did today is a little too stupid.

But it didn't matter, he knew that Carlos would soon beg for his head.

One wolf soul after another walked out of Wen Fei's palm and quietly walked through the tent. Sink into the dark rainforest.

One after another, thousands of wolf souls were released. This is the greatest power that Wen Fei has mastered in modern time and space.

In that snow-capped cave sky, these wolf souls have been accumulated for thousands of years. I'm afraid there are thousands. Bathed in the power of the cave all year round, he was assimilated by the cave and became the guardian of the cave. With Dongtian completely under Wen Fei's control, everything was impregnated by Wen Fei's power.

And now, the power of these wolf souls belongs to X, but they have all become Wen Fei's divine power. It has become the most powerful force in the hands of the Wenda Heavenly Master. As for whether there will be wolves in the jungle of the Americas, then it doesn't matter what he is going to do!

How bright the moonlight is at night, in fact, in this jungle, it doesn't matter at all. The dense and tall trees and all kinds of vines and plants that clinged to them had already blocked the moonlight.

Let the moonlight that is like a wash not spill down. And these dense jungles have also become the best protection and camouflage for this port camp.

The camp was surrounded by dense vegetation, but in the middle of the camp, it was pulled up with camouflage nets, and it was difficult to see any flaws, at least from a distance.

Carlos was somewhat absentmindedly roasting the cigar in his hand with a lighter, and the authentic Cuban Havana cigar has taken the world by storm since Churchill's Fat Man advocated it.

It's as if the legendary Biluo H was bitten off with the tip of the girl's fragrant lips. And this handmade Havana cigar is made on a woman's soft thighs.

"Damn," to Carlos, the process of roasting a cigar is as peaceful a process and ritual as R himself is to the tea ceremony.

But today, even as he roasted his cigar, he still had a sense of impetuousness.

His mood was definitely not as good as that Wen Fei had seen during the day. The loss of manpower this time is too heavy. Just the pension that goes down can be a headache.

And that's not even the worst of it, and in this troubled country, there are as many outlaws as there are. As long as he has enough money, he can immediately regain his strength.

But the problem now is that the volume of this shipment is too huge. Antique cultural relics have always been about rare and expensive!

Thinking of seeing that red S nobleman during the day, that damn Oriental. Carlos was irritated for a while, and now those damned Chinese have money, just like R himself in the nineties, all over the world to acquire industries.

It's a pity that when it comes to antiques, these damn rich guys are too narrow-minded. There is a joke in the collecting world that museums in the world collect antique artifacts of various civilizations, but those damned Chinese only collect cultural relics from their own country!

Carlos was annoyed, and although he and Tom boasted that the artworks would be shipped away in the evening, he didn't know where the buyers were.

These things are only a small part of that horrible ruin. Even so, if all these things are sold at once, I am afraid that it will also impact the market. But he needed money, lots and lots of money to recruit troops, to buy arms, to restore his strength. Otherwise, I don't know why if I swallow it!

Blue smoke spewed out of Carlos' nostrils, remembering the words of the damn Chinese. This batch of things is not clean, and he knows it himself, otherwise, he would not have lost so many people.

He had another burst of irritability, if that damn whole person was not a guest of Dangekili, then he would have hit the Chinese with his brain long ago. Maybe it can be kidnapped directly, or blackmailed!

He had just thought of this when he heard a faint wolf howl.

This made Carlos feel strange, and at the same time a vague unease arose. In the whole of the Americas, there are no large animals. This kind of back-and-forth screams were something Carlos had never heard before.

"Oh no, boss!" one of Carlos' men rushed in, shouting, "Something is wrong, something is wrong!"

Carlos frowned, his subordinate Carlos knew it well, and he was definitely not a fuss person. Fought with a couple of damned guerrillas, and even the zh f army, and was not too timid. Now that I say that, something big must have happened!

Carlos just wanted to say, go, go out and have a look. In the tent, a wooden statue lit up.

The statue looks so abstract that you can't even tell what it really is. But Carlos saw that the statue lit up, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly!

His subordinates, their faces changed, and they took out a talisman of unknown bird feathers from their bosom. But now, the amulet smelled of mush! It looked like the feathers that had been preserved by the secret methods of the Indians had been scorched.

The faces of the two men became extremely ugly, and they were about to speak. Then I heard the wolf howls coming closer and closer. Then there was a scream.

Carlos's face couldn't help but change, their camp was quite large, and with a lot of good goods, they directly occupied a corner of the camp and defended it alone. And this scream was obviously made by their own people.

"I didn't feel that evil power!" Carlos said.

"Yes, it doesn't feel like that evil force!" said Carlos's men, who didn't feel the cold.

They all remembered what had happened when they entered the terrifying ruins, and they couldn't help but shudder.

"We may have found the legendary Trabaran," said Carlos' men. (Read.) )r

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