Elaine's sky is clean and blue, like brand new glass that has just been shipped out of the factory.

A light business private plane flew from a distance, swept past the 3,000-meter sky, and threw down an extremely strong man.

Then a mushroom cloud bloomed in the sky, dragging the strong man to slowly fly in the sky.

Looking down from a height of more than 2,000 meters, Long Zhan basically couldn't see any figures or buildings, only the endless dense jungle.

Fortunately, there is a cement road running through the jungle, which guides Long Zhan to the end.

Although he didn't know the specific location of the Red Spider being tied, the mechanic Arthur only knew that it was in Elaine. Because he did not take on the task, he did not get the specific location.

But Long Zhan made a judgment based on his own experience and guessed that the other party must have wanted to play "cat catch mice".

Otherwise, it wouldn't be so troublesome, just kill it on the spot.

Since the other party imagines that the Red Spider is like a cat and kills him like a mouse, it is definitely impossible to be in a deserted place.

Instead, I will choose a place where there are not many people and can contact the outside world.

This will give the mouse enough hope so that he can continue to struggle for survival without giving up because of losing hope.

Only in this way can the cat get enough pleasure!

That's right.

Long Zhan guessed that the disappearance of Red Spider must be similar to the previous hunting game, so he spent so much effort to catch Red Spider alive.

As for why Red Spider was chosen as its prey, what are the methods and rules of hunting?

Long Zhan doesn't know now.

There is no way to guess!

He could only rush over as fast as possible, find Red Spider before being hunted as a plaything, and then rescue her from the bureau.

certainly.

If they can pull the mastermind behind the scenes, and eliminate them to prevent future troubles, so that they can know who can't mess with them.

That would be the best!!

...

In the gas station and supermarket.

The old couple had cleared the traces of the scene and turned on the exhaust fan to drain the anesthetic gas from the house. Then they sprayed it with air freshener everywhere to clean up the bloody smell.

After all this, the phone rang and a woman's voice came from inside.

"How is your situation?"

"We got three, Jasmine, Moses and Mr. Winper." The old woman answered truthfully.

"Is that so? It's a good job. Liberty caught the boxer, shot him through the arrows, and finally blew him into pieces with a grenade. It's cruel, but it's very interesting and in line with his style."

The woman who calls Latu is like a demon, and killing people is less serious than drinking water in her mouth.

"We will be more cruel than he did." The old woman said unyieldingly.

"Then your chance is here."

He chuckled twice on the other end of the phone and said, "Irene is coming to you now. Are you ready? Or do we need to delay the time?"

"No, we are ready, you can wait and see the show." The old woman answered confidently.

"Very good, little tip, she didn't bring a gun, I wish you all a good time."

"Bye-Bye!"

The old woman put down her cell phone, hid under the cabinet, and said like an old man: "Dear, we are in business again. Are you ready?"

"Of course, keep killing people, haha."

The old man walked over excitedly, hugged the old woman and gave her a kiss.

Then the two made their final preparations separately.

The old woman was paying attention to the situation outside by the window, and the old man hid the troll in a convenient position under the table, ready to take it out and squirt at any time.

About two minutes passed!

"She's here, she's here."

The old woman's eyes were flashing with perverted excitement, and then she quickly adjusted her mood and returned to the back of the cashier, tidied up her clothes and hair to prepare for picking up customers.

The old man also squeezed out his thoughts of being kind and stood behind the counter and waited quietly.

"Dingling~"

The doorbell is crisp and pleasant.

Red Spider pushed open the glass door and walked in, his eyes swept to the counter on the left as soon as possible.

The rifle she had had was gone before. In order to suppress the people who were chasing him, she had already fired all the bullets.

A gun without bullets is worse than a fire stick. It is useless to keep it and she will lose it.

Now she holds a Nepali saber in each hand.

Seeing the old woman at the counter, she felt something was wrong with the first one, and she immediately gave up her original idea.

Adjust your emotions as well as possible and slowly walk to the counter.

"Hello, ma'am, do you need any help?"

It is normal for an old man to put his words anywhere, but it seems a bit alien when put in this place.

Red Spider is a veteran who has played hunting games. She is not an ordinary person like the middle-level man or a jersey man. Any slight details will be captured by her.

"Can you give me a pack of cigarettes?" Red Spider asked calmly.

"Of course, which one do you want?" the old woman asked.

"It's okay." said Red Spider.

"All right."

The old woman was stunned for a moment, then turned around and took a pack of cigarettes from the shelf, placed them on the counter, and pointed to the cigarette and signaled to give the money.

Red Spider touched his pocket and found money inside, but she deliberately refused to take it and said, "I'm in a sportswear and I put the money in my socks."

After saying that, he squatted down and pretended to take it from his socks.

In fact, I took the money from my pocket and took the opportunity to check it everywhere on the ground. Sure enough, I found red marks in the gap in front of the cabinet.

As an existence who has committed suicide in person, Red Spider knows more than anyone else what this is.

Seeing this touch of redness.

She basically knew it.

But she still didn't do it directly because she was just a knife in her hand now, and the other party had a high probability of having a gun in her hand, and the probability of winning after fighting was not high.

And only after the final confirmation is left, she can really take action.

Red Spider doesn't want to hurt innocent civilians!

He stood up and handed the money to the old woman. Red Spider took the opportunity to say to the old man: "Which state is this?"

"What?"

The old man actually understands it very much, but pretends not to understand it.

"Don't you understand what I said?"

"Of course I can understand, but most people know where they are, so..." The old man continued to act.

"I'm not the majority."

Red Spider answered that the old man was alert, and his left hand had touched the troll under the cabinet.

Red Spider noticed the old man's movements, and the knife he held in his right hand tightened slightly. Before the time came, he still didn't take action.

“This is of course Greater Arizona.”

The old woman put the change she found on the table and explained to Red Spider.

Red Spider looked at the money on the table, and his last doubts were dispelled. He raised his lips and smiled, saying to the old woman: "Bichi, you're showing off."

The words fell.
Chapter completed!