"Are you mercenaries?" The first question I asked was quite direct.
"Yeah." The man said, holding a cigarette in his mouth, lighting it with a flash of fire, and then slowly exhaled a mouthful of blue mist with a bit of a Northeastern brother's awesome look.
"Is your boss the thin old man wearing glasses?" I asked the second question very directly.
"No, he is nothing, just a partner." The golden-haired devil said, glanced at me sideways, and then asked me with great interest: "Why are you asking these questions? Are you trying to get information from me?"
Save it, haven't you heard of the codename Black Hawk? If it falls into the hands of our leader, no one can escape alive. If you ask so many questions, you will die in the end."
"Well, I think so, but I am born with a problem. I am too curious and want to know everything. Since I am going to die, I have to die. I understand, brother, can you tell me who your boss is?
I'm very interested in this kind of person." I said with a faint smile.
When the golden-haired devil heard this, he showed a look that seemed to be mocking but also sympathetic. He turned around, looked up and down, then shook his head and said to me: "There are many people who want to know the true face of our boss."
If you go, those who may know are dead. When you die, go down and ask them."
"So silly?" I said with a smile after hearing this.
"Yeah, it's hanging! But I can tell you that the boss is a woman. I don't know anything else." The other party said, holding the cigarette butt in his hand and looking at it, and then said to me very suddenly:
"Hey, you've finished asking me. I still have something to ask you. What...do you do? Why did you come here? Is it possible that you are also here to see the Nine Heads Tribe?"
The other party said, his little eyes were shining brightly. I looked at him and shook my head: "No, I'm here to find someone. I have a friend who lost his son and asked me to find him. Do you know, that person?
My name is Xia Yu."
"Who!?" As expected, when I said these two words, the golden-haired Japanese guy opposite was suddenly startled. He looked at me blankly, and then said: "You...you said you
Who to look for..."
"Xia, Yu." I said word by word.
"What are you looking for him for?" the other party said, becoming even more suspicious.
"I told you that this kid got lost and couldn't be found. His father asked me to find him. No, I haven't seen him yet, so I accidentally fell into your hands...
..." I said, shrugging my shoulders as if helpless, and the other party heard what I said.
, but stopped talking. He squatted on the ground, took two deep puffs, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and called the other two people not far away to come over. He muttered something that I couldn't understand, and said something urgently.
He hurriedly ran to find the scarred face.
Taking advantage of this moment, I flipped my hand to call out the Ming Ruler. Just as I was about to cut the rope in my hand, I was bumped by Ding Ling: "Don't move, you can't escape even if you cut the rope now."
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"You can just leave first." I said, still not planning to stop, but Ding Ling looked very anxious, stepped on the sole of my foot and said in a deep voice: "There are all masters of precision and rapid fire around here.
If you do this, you will only harm yourself. Listen to me once and wait! This is not the only chance!"
Ding Ling said, frowning and winking at me. I thought about it and put the ruler back in my hand.
No matter what, Ding Ling is a girl who has come through a hail of bullets. When it comes to catching ghosts and subduing demons, this girl can't compare with me. But when it comes to actual combat, she is a professional. Although I have my own skills.
My body, but after all, I am still a human being. One bullet is enough to kill me without too many bullets. Therefore, at this time, it’s better to listen to the experts and don’t act rashly.
Seeing that we were quite honest, those people gradually relaxed their vigilance. Soon, most people's attention was focused on the rubber boats that had just been built. The rubber boats were not big and not motorized. They were different from what they usually see.
It is slightly different, but conservatively estimates that it will not be a problem to seat three or five people on one seat. If you have to be more reluctant, six or seven people can be considered.
Including Mao Xianfang, many people gathered around the lake and pointed at the misty lake. It seemed that these people wanted to go in and have a look. I thought that as prisoners or something, we would be left on the shore.
We were being watched by people, but we didn't expect that after some discussion, those people actually dragged Ding Ling and I up, who were tied up by them.
"What are you going to do?" Ding Ling said, slightly nervous. The man named Black Eagle saw her and pulled her into his kayak and said to her: "Bai Feng, listen to my advice.
Just accept your fate, your abilities are all
I taught you clearly, don't play tricks in front of me, don't worry, I won't treat you badly." The man said, chuckled, and then sniffed deeply at the side of Ding Ling's neck.
After a while, I seemed to enjoy it.
Seeing this guy looking like a gangster, I felt disgusted with him from the bottom of my heart. However, Ding Ling ducked back but didn't have any overreaction. I squinted my eyes and looked at him, and was pushed by those people and pushed him to the ground.
ship,original,mao xianfang
It was possible not to come up, but the old boy insisted on coming up as if he was deliberately seeking death. Later, he had no choice but to do so, and the man named Black Hawk agreed. He also squeezed on top of our rubber boat and followed with excitement on his face.
We slowly drove towards the center of the lake.
Because this kayak is quite simple, it does not have equipment such as an engine when it is carried around. Therefore, if the thing wants to move forward, it must rely on several people to take turns paddling. There are originally few oars. In addition,
Several kayaks were severely overloaded. Under the influence of many factors, the kayak's traveling speed was indeed not very good.
After paddling for more than two hours at a stretch, we haven't reached the center of the lake yet. But that being said, in fact, no one present knows where we are now.
Just like at night, there is a layer of white fog above the lake. It is not too thick when approaching the lake. But on this extremely calm lake, the vast white fog can only be seen for a distance of less than ten meters.
When we were in it, the surrounding scene completely disappeared. The two rubber boats drove past one after another, as if they were parked on a huge mirror wrapped in steam. Except for the long ripples drawn out from behind the kayaks, it proved that we were moving.
Other than that, everything seems to be frozen.
Somehow, as the distance we traveled became longer and longer, I suddenly felt flustered. Looking at the faces of the people on the boat, each one looked uglier than the last.