Carlos was not moved. He had already thought about it in the short time just now and made a decision. He even smiled and handed Wen Fei a cigar, and smiled and said, "Mr. Wen, can you get one?"

Wen Fei smiled and said, "Thank you!" He took the cigar indifferently and handed it to Tom.

Tom immediately roasted a cigar for Wenfei and handed it over again. The whole movement was quite natural and unpretentious. Carlos looked at Wenfei even more high! He attached more importance to the Mr. Wen in front of him.

"Mr. Wen, have you heard of Trabalan? Shangri-La of America." Carlos said proactively, spewing out a mouthful of blue smoke.

Wen Fei has no interest in cigars, and even cigarettes. But I have to say that smoking a cigar as thick as a thumb is really stylish.

Tom said: "Trabaram is the home of the legendary serpent god Quizelquato. The legendary holy land.

In mythological stories, the feathered snake god Quezlkoyater ruled the secular gods during the period when people needed a wealth of various resources.

Quezelkoyatel made peace in the world and life rich and peaceful. But this period of happiness did not last long. The feathered snake god was overthrown by his three brothers, the war god Huizilo Pochetli, the god of darkness Tezkapolipoka and the demon god Trakhupan.

So the feathered snake god burned everything and returned to Trabalan, and vowed to call him back one day!"

Wen Fei was unanimous. In the eyes of people like him, there must be background behind any myth. Just like the Chinese ones.

What we can see from this myth is that Trabalan is probably at least an existence in the spiritual realm of the Cave Heaven.

This kind of thing is very attractive to Wen Fei. What's more important is that the big reason for Wen Fei's trip this time was that he could use the stones of the mountain to polish jade.

He wants to refer to the existence of other civilizations in the world to determine his own path! Master Wen Da’s plan is quite big!

"Did you find Trabalan?" Wen Fei asked.

Carlos's hand shook and said just now: "I don't know, maybe it's! I suspect that this place might be!"

"So what happened to you in that place?" Wen Fei asked without much politely.

Carlos's hand was out of control again, and after a long time, he took a breath and said, "Maybe it's hell! How about it, Mr. Wen, do you still want to go?"

"Of course!" Wen Fei said with a smile.

The next afternoon, a helicopter came over to transport dozens of militants under Dangeqili. They were armed to their teeth in jungle camouflage and looked murderous. As soon as they arrived at the camp, they protected Wen Fei's residence.

Carlos' cheeks twitched. The two armed helicopters not only had thick 20-centimeter machine guns, but also were equipped with ground-to-ground missiles. Such equipment seemed to directly crush Carlos's subordinates and had more than enough. He once again guessed Wen Fei's identity, not knowing what the relationship between Dangeqili, a big arms dealer, had to do with Wen Fei. Fortunately, he did not do anything randomly.

If you travel in the jungle for a long time, it will naturally be a nightmare trip. But with a helicopter, it will be different.

Carlos himself also had a helicopter, and three helicopters were flying on the tall treetops of the rainforest in camouflage.

The vast rainforest is like the sea. It is boundless. Apart from the green, there are only rivers that you occasionally see and mountains that appear in the distance. There is the Andes.

Late at night, the fleet stopped to find a place to stop. Then, the last journey began.

"Carlos is very careful and doesn't seem to expose his position directly to us!" The captain of the militants sent by Dangeqili, a strong man who looks like a bear, seemed to have muscles on his neck. His name is Quinn.

"Can you know where this is? GPS should have a display?" Tom asked.

Quinn's face was not very good-looking, and he shook his head and said, "Starting this afternoon, all kinds of instruments have begun to malfunction, and various satellite signals are not accessible at all. I don't know how they determined the location, but I guess it's probably here to Central America..."

While he was talking, Carlos came over and said with a smile: "Why aren't you resting yet? You're going to rush to the road tomorrow. Yes. What is Mr. Wen doing?"

Wen Fei sat aside with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep. Since this afternoon, Wen Fei has been in this state, which makes people confused. Only Tom vaguely knew it. This may be related to the power of the satellite signals.

It seemed that Carlos' words woke Wen Fei up. Wen Fei's eyes opened, and there seemed to be a deep light surging like the ocean in his eyes.

Carlos looked at it and felt extremely palpitations, as if he was about to be swallowed by this glorious power.

A black gas emerged from Carlos's body, screaming with his teeth and claws, and it turned into nothing in the light.

"What happened?" Carlos was stunned for a moment and woke up.

Wen Fei smiled slightly: "There is nothing to do, go to bed early, and you will have to hurry up tomorrow!"

Waiting for Carlos to leave, Quinn asked in awe: "What happened to Mr. Wen?"

Although he was also a believer of Wen Fei, he did not know the true identity of Master Wen. He only thought that Master Wen was like Tom, an apostle of the True God. Moreover, judging from Tom's appearance, Wen Fei's status in front of the True God was far from being a part of Tom.

Wen Fei smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing, but when I saw him, I found that he was entangled with a dark force. Even not only him, but his subordinates were the same. I'm afraid that these people will die in no time!"

"Does this god have not fallen yet?" Tom almost jumped up in shock. If the place they were looking for was Trabalan, then this god who had not fallen was the Feather Snake God.

Thinking of this, Tom couldn't help but feel palpitations. You know, no matter what, the Feather Snake God was once a supreme god of the divine system. Although he was overthrown by someone.

Wen Fei said: "Thank you, Wuyi, act according to the opportunity! These tomb robbers are unreliable."

"Yes. Mr. Wen!" Quinn showed a murderous smile: "I will find time to send them into hell!"

Wen Fei waved his hand to drive away the two people, and saw that it was already past three o'clock in the evening. It would be dawn in a few hours.

When Wen Fei reached the point of view, he almost stopped sleeping. In fact, eating and sleeping now is just a habit, not a need for Master Wen.

When stepping into the threshold of the earthly immortal, it is an evolution in the essence of life. Although he did not follow this path, he had similarities when he reached the same level.

The silver light appeared in Wen Fei's hand, wrapped in a ball of black gas. The black gas kept changing shapes and colliding with its claws.

Vagally, Wen Fei could hear countless screams ringing in his ears. It seemed that they were all coming out of this black gas, as if countless resentful souls who died tragically were singing.

"It looks like a god who has not fallen, it's really too interesting now!" Wen Fei was talking to himself, and the black gas was completely destroyed by the silver light.

"The Shinto in Middle Earth is very different from the Shinto in other divine systems. The stones in other mountains can attack jade. Borrowing the power of other gods can improve one's own path." After all, Master Wen, he took his own path.

As soon as the next day was dawn, a team of dozens of people began to set off. Before departure, Carlos warned: "There are several guerrillas active nearby here, so everyone should be careful. Especially a person called Guangming Road, who is an old enemy with me!"

What he said was not beyond Quinn's expectations. In such a vast area with an abnormal magnetic field that could interfere with satellite signals, it would be really strange if the so-called guerrillas did not operate here.

On this rainforest-filled land, there are countless so-called guerrillas, large and small. In fact, most of them are the private army of drug lords, and some other armed forces. For example, the dozens of people in Carlos can actually be called a guerrilla.

Just like in the Republic of China era, those bandits and bandits were not much different in the name of the commander of a certain army.

The team traveled through the jungle for several days, and even encountered a group of guerrillas halfway through. Both sides met and each had their own concerns, and then did not fire.

What makes these people who have long been accustomed to this rain forest even more strange is why they have not encountered mosquitoes or poisonous snakes along the way.

You should know that the most terrifying and troublesome rainforest is the attacks of various mosquitoes and wild animals. In the tropical rainforest, people are their best prey. Especially their own poisonous snakes, it makes people feel scared. There are far more people who die in the mouth of poisonous snakes in the rainforest than those who die under the gun.

But the strange thing is that the journey was so smooth that it was outrageous. Not only did they not encounter poisonous snakes, but they did not even appear in mosquitoes that they hated when they were camping.

Although both of them are veterans in the jungle, they do not think that the various medicines they carry can have such good results.

Carlos even more pointed out that from Tom, the people on the other side seemed to be devout believers. They had to worship the East every morning, and sometimes Tom would preach to them at night, and even occasionally Wenfei would preach himself.

Even Carlos's men have several people converted to this very strange belief. A sect of gods that I have never heard of. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. Read.)
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