Long Zhan said it very thoroughly, and it directly reached the hearts of the two of them.
Meng Jack thought Long Zhan’s words were very reasonable. This time he was knocked out in a confused manner and woke up to this ghost place.
After he escaped from here this time and returned home, he could not guarantee that he would not be tied up next time.
If he was tied to this place for the second time, he would probably not be able to escape the green grass and would be beaten to death. He would never be as lucky as this time.
Luck never always exists!
The former bald man who was resistant just now was also upset when he heard Long Zhan say this, and he didn't dare to use the possibility of the future to bet on luck.
But after following Long Zhan to fight back, the former bald man felt even more upset.
Their strength will definitely not be simple if they can tie up more than a dozen of them at the same time and set up a mastermind behind such a big situation here.
There are only 4 people here who can beat them. How could they beat them?
The former bald man didn't think that the big guy Long Zhan could be so powerful in fighting with guns. The fitness coach was a scumbag when he arrived on the battlefield.
Under such an awkward and contradictory mood, the two of them didn't know what to do for a moment.
"You go down first, and leave the rest to me."
Long Zhan couldn't stand it anymore and didn't have so much time to accompany them. He decided to be tough, like Red Spider winked.
Red Spider had absolute confidence in Dragon War and jumped out of the car without saying a word.
After landing, it rolled forward on the ground, and the force was completely removed without any damage.
Long Zhan looked at the roadside outside the carriage and came to the weeds route. He held the bald man in front of him and threw him out directly from the train.
“Holy shit.”
Monjake was so scared that his face turned pale. He wanted to run away but found that it was too late.
Long Zhan took a long hand and foot, and took a step forward, and grabbed his shoulder. The force like iron pliers pinched his shoulders so that he could not break free.
Then he also entered the footsteps of the former bald man!
“NO—”
Under the extremely terrified elongation, Monjake also flew off the train.
Although the two were forced to get off the train, the process was a bit embarrassing, but fortunately they were not injured. The half-height weed served as a good buffer.
Finally, it was Long Zhan's turn to get off the carriage, which was much calmer than Red Spider.
Long Zhan held the lock rod outside the car with both hands, used the way upside down, and his feet fell down in the air to make a running posture half-hanging in contact with the ground.
It was not until the pace of running caught up with the speed of the train that Long Zhan let go of his hands that were hanging the lock lever.
Running forward a few steps under inertia, then stopped steadily.
"Bastard, are you going to kill me?"
The former bald man crawled out of the haystack and shouted angrily at Long Zhan.
"Then do you want to die?"
After Long Zhan's smiling words, the bald man in front seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water on his head, from the cover of the sky to the heart of his feet.
How dare I get angry? I pretended to pat the grass dust on my body to cover the embarrassment.
Monjake didn't even have weapons in his hand, and he was weak and had no say at all. He crawled out of the grass and stood next to him without saying anything.
No matter how annoyed he was, he would not dare to make a fuck.
Red Spider didn't care about their emotions, and didn't care that these two cannon fodders would turn against each other and took the lead in strode towards the coming.
"Let's go, why are you watching?"
Long Zhan didn't want to leave his butt for them, so he picked his chin and signaled the two to go in the middle.
Things have come to this point.
Nothing to say is useless.
The former bald man and Meng Jack could only follow him and walked obediently behind Red Spider.
...
Time is 8 o'clock.
As night falls, darkness is in the deep mountains.
Two orange lights were illuminated at the top of the green lawn.
From the light, you can clearly see that at the beginning the direction of the sniper rifle, you use turf as a cover during the day, and there are two shooting holes that are less than 20 cm protruding under the camouflage that are invisible.
Don’t look at the exposed part so small, there is a unique world below.
The underground space with a diameter of about 8 meters is divided into two layers, which are filled with various food and drinks, as well as various tactical combat supplies.
It's a completely underground fortress.
It was late at night and many hunters came back, all of whom were sitting in the brightly lit fortress to rest, and everyone was holding a full set of guns in their hands.
"Where is Oliver? It's been hours since he's been looking for them."
The person who spoke was an old man who was wearing a sniper rifle in the shooting hole, his hair was completely white and he looked quite old.
"He's definitely fine, Ted."
The woman sitting on the chair on the left was much calmer than the old man, and she was not worried at all, holding a piece of cloth and wiping the bow in her hand.
The most likely person who shot a baseball man to death during the day was this woman with short hair, leather jacket and leather pants.
"Oh my God, it's so unexpected. Director Ava Dewey just gave me a thumbs up." The bearded man sitting under the middle stairs suddenly said with his cell phone.
The man in a casual suit next to him turned around and asked, "Are you Awa's friend too?"
"Maybe it's worth it."
The bearded man shrugged his shoulders and said in a pretentious tone: "We have seen it at the dinner of the most influential 100 people in the world. What he just liked was this photo he took in Haiti at that time."
The bearded man said as he handed over his phone and asked the man in the suit to appreciate the liked photos together.
"Wait, wait a moment, have you been to Haiti?"
The man in the suit did not look at the photos, but instead smiled in a sarcastic tone: "Why are you going to that poor place? Is it a treatment for AIDS in the shantytown?"
"Don't joke about AIDS." The man in glasses sitting under the wall on the right said seriously.
"No, no, no, I'm not kidding. AIDS is indeed a very important thing. Fortunately, Martin took on such a big responsibility independently."
The man in the suit looked at the bearded man when he was talking. Obviously, the name of Hunan in the horoscope was Martin.
"Haiti has no shanty towns, only Brazil has..."
"Bang!"
There was a sudden loud noise from the bunker.
Halfway through Martin stood up, panicked and went to find the rifle he placed under the stairs, but found that the gun was no longer there.
Fortunately, no one came to attack.
It was just a strong man wearing camouflage pants underneath and an army's physical vest. He was over 1.85 meters tall and had a strong muscular body, hitting the table with a punch, making a loud noise.
Seeing everyone's eyes looking at him, the camouflage strong man said with a cold face: "Be quieter, OK?"
"Sergeant Dell, can you do a favor? Be careful, OK?" The man in the suit also had a cold face and retorted in a similar tone.
"You hired me, then you have to follow my advice."
Chapter completed!