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At this time, Leng Shaobai had already left Japan from the port and rushed to a secret island in the Pacific Ocean. There was a base established by Mei Yan. From there, Leng Shaobai could take a seaplane directly to Afghanistan.

"Japan, I will come back!" Leng Shaobai gritted his teeth. This time, Japan was in an extremely embarrassing situation. Even when he was chased by Li Si, he was not in such an embarrassing situation. However, he did not expect that this time he would be hunted down by Li Si.

A joint pursuit by Japan and al-Qaeda in the Middle East actually left him in such a difficult situation. Leng Shaobai gritted his teeth, looked back at everyone, and said, "Let's go, get on the boat!"

"Master!" Si Lian suddenly said to Leng Shaobai, "Let me stay!"

"Why?" Leng Shaobai was stunned.

"Old A and the others are not sure whether they are alive or dead. I...I'm a little worried!" Si Lian was wearing a white gown, exactly like a doctor, and she had deceived countless arrests with such an outfit. Leng Shao

Bai nodded and said, "Okay!"

Afterwards, Leng Shaobai took some people on board, and a cargo ship blew its whistle and sailed far away from the port, heading towards the high seas. After Si Lian watched the cargo ship leave, she picked up her box, turned around and disappeared.

pier.

Old A was seriously injured and was rescued by Daotou and others. This group of killers lost contact with them after opening the level for Leng Shaobai. They lurked in a former gathering place. Originally, they thought they could

When I found Leng Shaobai, I didn't expect that the place had already been raided by people from the Armed Forces. The place was in a mess, and the ground was littered with bullets and shell casings.

"We can't find anyone, we can't find a doctor, what should we do now?" A killer sat on the ground and glanced at the knife head.

"There's a fire, I'll get the bullets for Old A!" the knife head replied, and then put Old A on the chair. The two screws of the burnt chair were already loose, and the knife head directly pulled out the screws.

Twist, the chair finally won't collapse. Old A is lying on it, with blood still flowing from his chest. After a night of running around, Old A's wound seems to have festered. This damn weather, the day is hot, the air is moist, the wound

It deteriorates very quickly, and if left untreated, it may spread.

The remaining people of the group dispersed immediately. Four or five people stood guard at the door. Two people started a fire and tried to find a way to boil water. The rest tried to find a way to contact the people in the branch. Dao Tou put his big knife directly into the fire.

Get on the shelf and watch the flames burn the bright sword red.


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