The warbler poked its head out of a large pile of tarpaulin, and when she saw Nighthawk's surprised eyes, she stuck out her tongue and grimaced at him.

"Didn't you come here? Why are you coming with you again? Go back, it's nonsense! "This trip to country R was very dangerous, and Nighthawk refused the stalker of the warbler and forced her not to follow. Unexpectedly, at the airport, I saw this naughty girl secretly following, and I couldn't help but scold her angrily.

Unexpectedly, the fire warbler's eyes were red, and tears swirled in his eyes, which made the nighthawk immediately cry out that he couldn't stand it. He is not immune to women's tears. I had no choice but to raise my hand in surrender, and admonished the Fire Oriole: "You can go!" I've convinced you! But you have to be obedient, but you are not allowed to be rash! If you can't do it, go back now before it's too late, don't get in the way when you get there! ”

Listening to Nighthawk's helpless teachings, the firebird burst into tears and laughed, nodded vigorously, and said happily in his mouth: "Don't worry, Brother Nighthawk, I'll go wherever you go!" I listen to you the most! ”

The tenderness is infinite, and the nighthawk bones are almost crispy. If it weren't for Zhou Zhou's beautiful face suddenly appearing, Nighthawk would be a little uncontrollable. I can't help but secretly say in my heart that this little girl is so undead to herself. Sighing, he took her on the plane with him.

The big bull and the military thorn sitting opposite each other looked at the nighthawk with strange expressions. Nighthawk could even guess the dirty thoughts in the minds of these two guys at the moment. When he turned his head, he saw the delicate face of the fire warbler all the time facing him. I thought that this time I jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it. It's destined to end up with a good reputation for the same mission with the United States!

Several people still followed the established way, after the plane and then the helicopter. Now that country R is actually controlled by Assenwang, it is basically a hostile country. It is not possible to pass through the normal route of guò. There is no way, the four Nighthawks can only use the old way. "Walk!" to solve a long-haul practical problem.

Hong Blood only gave a contact information at the beginning. The exact location is not called the Nightjar. Probably also on the lookout for the Nighthawk in my heart! After all, this is related to the net worth and life of his most respected master! Kill him, and don't dare to reveal his whereabouts at will.

Taking out the military map, Nighthawk scrutinized it. A minute later, the finger was fixed on a point on the map.

"This is the place, Hung Blood said that if we want to find him, the only tavern on the street is where we will go." Putting away the map, Nighthawk looked into the distance. Endless forests obscured his view. The blur made him unable to see the future.

"How far does that have to be?" The military thorn muttered, for the military thorn who had not experienced such a long-distance attack in a long time. Walking is a great torture.

"Not far away!" The voice of the warbler sounded like a silver bell, and she had been hiding behind the nighthawk just now and looking at the map, and she already knew the approximate direction. At this time, I couldn't help but lean over and say, "Let's go from here, and we'll be in that town in a day." ”

"What a day! Then you have to run your legs thin! The thorn lowered his head in dissatisfaction and muttered quietly.

"Alright, don't say it! Time is pressing, everyone hurry up. The team of four made its way through the dense forest to the wine-smelling town in the mouth of the warbler.

As the firewarbler said, a day later they arrived at the town they had agreed with Hongxue as scheduled. This made the military assassins, who had not rushed over the original road for a long time, very happy. If he couldn't go again, he would have let the big bull around him who looked like a wild cow carry him away, but I don't know if this wild cow is interested in him as a man.

If it's a small town, it's really not as good as a village. There was no need to look for it, Nighthawk saw at a glance the tavern that Flood Blood was talking about.

There is only one road here, a tavern, an inn, and a restaurant. In short, as long as there is only one company related to service, it seems that the people here have already discussed it, and they will not steal business with others.

The town doesn't need to ask, Nighthawk already knows what it's for. It stands against the mountain, and almost out of the road that can be called a street at its feet, it reaches the foot of the endless mountain. All kinds of people who depend on the mountains come in and out, supply in the town, and trade in the town. So it's small, but it's pretty lively. Crowded with people coming and going, it's no wonder that Hung Blood would choose such a small place to meet that could barely be found on the map.

Entered the tavern. An unpleasant fishy smell mingled with moldy rot gas greeted me. I couldn't help but let the nighthawk jokingly call Brother Childe's military thorn and quickly covered his nose.

"There are a lot of hunters here! We also came here a long time ago to hunt boar or something! That was a long time ago, when Brother was still around! The warbler's eyes were slightly red, and the reminiscent of the past couldn't help but make her look at the tavern twice.

There were quite a few people in the tavern in broad daylight, and the owner sat lazily behind the bar, ignoring the newcomers, let alone saying hello. In the lobby of the tavern, there are untidy tables. Many people who were about to enter the mountains or return with a full load were shouting and drinking with each other.

I don't know what it was made from, and the smell of spirits filled the room, making the already unclean air even worse.

Nighthawk saw that no one was paying attention to them, which was just in the right place for him to leave a code. Turning around, he found the third groove in the wall next to the gate of Hong Xueshuo, and drew a circle in it crookedly, and forcefully made a cross on the circle!

For this kind of childish code that is not much more interesting than children's graffiti, Nighthawk can only smile helplessly. I kept sighing in my heart. It's terrible to be uneducated.,You're going to get a token of a snake's head or something.,How magnificent it looks like that.。

Clapping his hands, Nighthawk looked back at the smoky tavern. I couldn't help frowning. He didn't want to drink something that smelled even stranger in such an environment with such a group of men who smelled strange.

Turn around and get ready to go out. Suddenly, the sixth sense sued him, and someone was approaching. I don't know why, since he practiced the sword and fist techniques of the Sun Shooting Clan, his sense wants to be sensitive. And can take things in the air like a hero in a martial arts novel, and hurt people with anger. And the deeper you practice, the greater the changes in your body. This made him very happy, is he about to become a real version of the hero that only exists in legends?

Turning his head, he just met a yellow face full of potholes. The visitor obviously didn't expect the Nighthawk to suddenly turn his head in the middle of walking, and he froze on the spot. The other three also turned around and looked fixedly at the man who had suddenly followed them. Jun Thorn fixed his eyes: "Isn't this the lazy boss just now?" When did you turn out of the back of the bar? ”

Nighthawk was also very puzzled, didn't he drink, and the boss was angry and wanted to come to buy and sell, so he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's the matter with me?" ”

The boss came back from his stunned and suddenly smiled mysteriously. Reaching out and grabbing Nighthawk's sleeve, he dragged him out of the house. Nighthawk hurried to keep up! That weird smile made him probably understand something.

Out of the tavern, the boss pulled Nighthawk and walked straight to the bottom of the mountain. Turning into a dense forest, the boss stopped and said straight to the point, "Mr. Nighthawk, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The pockmarks on his face rose and fell in the potholes, making the inconspicuous man look even more inconspicuous.

"Did Flood Blood ask you to wait for me here?" Nighthawk asked Mazi Face and nodded: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and the eldest brother said that you will come sooner or later!" Now that we're here, let's go! From time to time, Assenwang's eyeliner passes by in this town. It is not good for you to stay long. ”

Nighthawk nodded, seeing the Poison King as soon as possible was the purpose of his trip. Trying to make an alliance that may not be very strong, but is definitely very strong, will help to eliminate Assenwang, the dogleg of the Báb, as quickly as possible.

Just go. Mazi took out a backpack from the bushes next to the dense forest and carried it on his back, smiling and saying that it was full of water and food. The mountain road is relatively far, and they are afraid that they will not have to walk for a day this time.

Without much nonsense, Nighthawk and his three men followed in the footsteps of Mako-face. Don't look at the pockmarked face, it doesn't look amazing, and it's even a little obscene. But in this mountainous area, if not like flying, at least it was one step ahead of the Nighthawks. It's faster than people think, and even the fire warbler who grew up in the mountains and is used to walking mountain roads secretly admires the pockmarked face.

But such a fast and uninterrupted journey made the military thorn vomit bitterness, and his legs, which were already numb, were even more numb. In addition, I don't know if this pockmarked face is difficult for them, so I specially chose some rugged places to go through mountains and rivers, so that the military thorns were simply miserable. I secretly said to myself: "When I go back, I must eat two old hens to make up for it!" ”

In the end, he couldn't resist the last temptation in his heart, and told all his hopes and sustenance to Da Niu in one sentence. But it was even simpler than he imagined, and Da Niu completely cut off his thoughts with only two words: "Get out!" ”

The pockmarked face is obviously not as reliable as the fire warbler. I don't know if he's taking a long detour or preventing anyone from following him. It took two days to reach the place where the Poison King was hidden. The cave hidden deep in the mountains.

Nighthawk wiped the sweat from his head and couldn't help but sigh. This poison king is too deeply hidden. Hiding in this place where birds don't, Asenwang won't even want to find him in another twenty years.

The guards who would appear a few steps away from the entrance of the cave watched them vigilantly, and watched them enter the cave, still pricking up their ears in disapprehension. Discern any message in the air at any time.

Hong Blood was already waiting at the door, and when he saw the arrival of Nighthawk, a close friend who shared life and death in Port X, he couldn't help laughing and grabbed Nighthawk in his arms. Excited, like an old friend I haven't seen in years. Blood's enthusiasm made Nighthawk a little at a loss. Originally, making friends with a drug dealer was not a glorious thing.

"My master is already waiting for you!" Hung Blood let go of Nighthawk and said with some excitement. If Nighthawk can come, their business is basically half done! He didn't want to be rich and prosperous. But it was his greatest joy to be able to kill the traitor Assenwang for his master.

Torrent pulled Nighthawk and walked towards the cave. The cave was so wide that it was almost impossible to tell from the narrow opening.

Bypassing the many sentry posts hidden in the darkness of the cave, Nighthawk and Flood Blood came to a large naturally formed cavern. The dry environment gives people good living conditions and makes it look like it is full of life.

At this moment, in the middle of the cave, a man who looked like a mountain king was sitting on a large cross, stood up, and looked at Nighthawk with a smile in his eyes.

Nighthawk clearly recognized him as the man who had escaped from the ship during the stormy day, "Poison King!" ”