Lifting his leg to shatter the frozen rotten black python, Qin Feng smiled and patted the bald gold necklace in front of him, then walked towards a pile of gold and silver treasures not far away.

The burial objects of the tomb owner were quite rich, most of which were gold and silver, followed by bamboo slips and military writings. According to the idea of ​​burial, these were used to buy money for traveling.

Throwing all the items in front of him into a ring, making sure there were no buttons, Qin Feng took out a table of exquisite meals and placed them at the golden coffin.

"Haw!"

"Master, I have smelled Mr. Monkey's breath. He is outside."

"Well, let's go out right now." He reached out and patted the slightly bulging white cheeks of the fat transformed mouse. Qin Feng slowly walked outside with a smile.

"Follow me, if you don't want to die here."

"Oh well."

Gold Necklace, who was dumbfounded and whose legs were trembling, heard this and immediately followed.

His wide eyes were full of disbelief, as if he were seeing a living Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Damn it!

Such a huge pile of gold and silver treasures is gone. Could it be that the other party has a storage bag from a fantasy novel? As I walked and thought about it, the gold necklace regained its composure.

Passing by an intersection, he would bend down from time to time to pick up the belongings of his dead companions on the ground and stuff them into his pockets.

The life and death of this profession has long been downplayed, and it can even be said that one has his head in his waistband.

Leave some things as memories.

When I return home, I will give a heavy pension to these brothers and their families.

…

Climbing out of the black hole below the barracks, the warm sunlight in mid-air shone on his cheeks. The big gold chain couldn't help but smile, but soon the smile gradually disappeared.

The helicopter propeller vibrated like a giant vibrator, making a constant buzzing sound. The red light of the sniper scope shining in my eyes was very uncomfortable.

Around the cave.

Hundreds of mercenaries wearing camouflage uniforms and steel helmets were standing bent over holding semi-automatic rifles. The black muzzles of the many aimed guns were comparable to the caves they had just crawled out of.

There are even several rocket launchers among them.

Feeling the five or six red lights of the sniper scope focused on his head, Qin Feng's eyes narrowed involuntarily.

Glancing around at the cold weapons.

A middle-aged man with a beer belly wearing a fur coat and a cigar in his mouth came into view. He was also surrounded by several mercenaries holding submachine guns.

One of them, wearing a white coat, was particularly conspicuous. It was the middle-aged biologist in a white coat who had slipped away.

You can use your toes to figure out what's going on in this situation. After the other party saw him fighting with Song Snake in mid-air, he informed the warlords near northern Myanmar about the incident.

The air in the Shattered Military Camp became silent, like the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter.

Even though the sun is shining brightly in the sky, the bald man with the gold necklace cannot feel the warmth at all, and his skin is as cold as if he has fallen into an ice cellar.

He secretly glanced at Qin Feng, who was unresponsive, and subconsciously leaned the gold necklace to his side, as if it would provide him with a little warmth and support.

After watching for a moment, the cold silence in the military camp was completely broken by a clap.

The leader, the beer-bellied cigar man, smiled and patted the palms covered with gold rings, and said with a touch of teasing in his voice, "Thank you for your hard work, you three. I didn't expect that there is a tomb beneath the mercenary barracks under my command."

"What I didn't expect is..."

"Tsk, tsk."

"It's really strange that there are strange people here who can fly into the sky."

"You three, what's down there?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen mercenaries carrying rocket launchers on their shoulders pointed their firearms at Qin Feng and the gold necklace with cold eyes.

The gold necklace was immediately frightening to the point of bursting with fear, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes were full of fear of death.

He suddenly remembered whose territory this place belonged to.

Northern Myanmar is a chaotic place, and the government departments are completely unable to manage it.

This place is densely populated by warlords, large and small, and there are countless telecom fraud gangs and branches.

The beer-bellied cigar man in front of him was Sun Jiansun, one of the top local warlords in northern Myanmar. He had nearly a thousand well-equipped mercenaries under his command.

He is decisive and ruthless in his actions.

The other party once raped his brother's sister-in-law in front of her, regardless of her pleas, on their wedding day. Afterwards, he even skinned and dug up the flesh of his brother and personally fed it to his mentally disturbed sister-in-law.

A candle is lit, surrounded by darkness, pure evil and depravity.

I don’t know how many families have been torn apart because of this smiling man in front of me.

It is said that the other party also maintains drug and human trafficking relations with the Golden Triangle and other places.

It is not an exaggeration to call him one of the many overlords in northern Myanmar.

The air in the barracks became quiet. Seeing Qin Feng and the other three people ignoring him, Sun Jian frowned, and the expression on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a deep coldness.

"Kill the man, but don't hurt the white-haired girl."

When the surrounding mercenaries heard this, the many firearms in their hands suddenly went off, and the bright fire and the sound of empty magazines were like the excited buzzing of bees returning from foraging for food.

Take off your fur coat.

Sun Jian stubbed out the cigar in his hand and threw it on the ground, crushing it with the toes of his leather shoes.

So what if you know Qinggong? It's not like you haven't seen it before. Times have changed, and now is the era of hot weapons.

The sound of the gunfire weakened, and the thick smoke and dust gradually dissipated. When they saw Qin Feng slowly walking out of it intact, everyone took a breath.

It was an indescribably weird, dead silence.

Sun Jian, who was crushing the cigar with his feet, raised his head subconsciously. Soon he was like a goose whose throat was strangled and unable to make a sound. He was unable to speak for a long time.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Several snipers on the helicopter in mid-air came to their senses and started taking aim without saying a word.

Reaching out and touching the light mark on his forehead, Qin Feng's eyes narrowed into slits.

“What the hell!!!”

"Quick! Bazooka!!!"

Even though the mercenary captains were of excellent quality, their legs and feet were now trembling with fear.

Holding a sniper rifle on your head like a normal person is something that humans can do?

After hearing the sound, several mercenaries carrying rocket launchers on their shoulders came to their senses with pale faces. They gritted their teeth and were about to pull the trigger for bombing. The next second, they felt pain in their chests and lost consciousness.

Densely packed red sharp roots poked out from the ground, and instantly transformed into dozens of meters of red waves that surged up into the crowd of hundreds of mercenaries around them.

What would happen if a hungry lion entered a herd of white-washed sheep?

Screaming, wailing, slaughtering, devouring...

Just like the survival of the weak and the strong in nature.

In just ten seconds, hundreds of mercenaries turned into withered bones everywhere.

The wind carrying gunpowder smoke blew through the camp.

The tattered camouflage uniform worn by Dead Tree seemed to be a silent declaration of failure.

Qin Feng, who was watching with a smile, seemed to have noticed something. A silver horned snake-headed rocket launcher appeared out of thin air, and then hit the helicopter trying to escape with a bang in the air.

Used ordinary ammunition.

Even so, a helicopter cannot withstand the impact of a seventh-order horned rocket launcher...

No more attention to the sky.

Qin Feng smiled and walked towards the pale-faced white coat and Sun Jian who was too frightened to move.

Staring at the thick red rhizome that slowly reached back to the ground, the horror in Sun Jian's eyes almost solidified. He had never seen such a weird thing in his life.

What the hell are those rhizomes poking out of the ground?

There was a soft sound of footsteps and Qin Feng was seen walking towards him.

His legs suddenly went weak and he knelt on the ground, his nose and tears streaming down his face. The strange retching feeling in his throat became more and more intense, and he vomited out his breakfast with a loud bang.

Stopping in his tracks, he flicked out an ice arrow and blasted the kneeling Sun Jian's head. Qin Feng turned to look at the man in the white coat, whose face was red and staring at him.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Afraid."

"But in you, I see an existence that transcends human beings!!"

“That’s the divinity I’ve been pursuing all my life!!!”

The biologist in the white coat was shouting hoarsely, as if he was crazy, and his bloodshot pupils were full of fear and admiration.

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Feng did not make a move, but instead waved his hand and released the little fat mouse in the vortex space and the gold necklace with a collapsed and sluggish outlook on life.

After being released from the down-to-earth gold necklace, I felt that my world view was completely shattered.

What's inside?

A large white dog several meters high, a giant pack of green and black wolves, a beautiful mermaid in the pond, a beautiful long straight black girl with four arms like a sleeping beauty, waiting quietly for the prince to kiss her and wake up...

It felt like all kinds of ferocious beasts were staring at me, almost suffocating me completely.

He slapped his cheek hard.

Gold Necklace glanced at the miserable situation around him, and then came to Qin Feng's side in horror.

"Sir, since you slaughtered the northern Burmese warlord Sun Ye, or Sun Jian and his gang, it would be better to uproot him by the roots. There is no chance that he will have the paper you need at home."

"As far as I know, Sun Jian likes to collect antiques and cultural relics."
Chapter completed!