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515. Chapter 515 Duan Shaosan running happily on the loyal dog road

The shocked Rong Zhao seized the opportunity and asked again, "Now that she is dead, you can stand up and explain! Why don't you say it?"

"Is she dead?" Duan Zhaoan turned around gracefully and looked at his friend with a cold sneer in his eyes. After a while, he said calmly: "She is missing. ... Until the body is found, it will be called missing."

There was too much unspeakable information in his expression, which made Rong Zhao's gentle and handsome face flash with a hint of deep meaning. He was silent for a while and then said: "No wonder you never go to Babao Mountain to pay tribute to Mian Lan, she is not dead in your heart."

, there is no need for a person who is not dead to pay homage."

"Maybe." Duan Zhaoan didn't say any more, turned around slowly, and walked out of Rong Zhao's sight with long-legged steps and a dignified look.

Looking at his background, Rong Zhao's eyes became thoughtful. It seemed that he was hiding something from everyone. It was a secret matter that was not even reported to the military department.

He took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and lit it. Rong Zhao walked to the balcony on the second floor and looked at the hill behind the villa. The girl who admired the plum blossoms there must have returned.

Will she ask about Lin Lanyin? With her pride, she will definitely not bother to ask, let alone mention it to Duan Zhaoan.

Duan Zhaoan didn't seem to have the intention to explain it clearly to Gu Chen, so Lin Lan's marriage became a taboo that neither of them wanted to mention.

...Rong Zhao took a puff of cigarette, and his dark handsome face turned to smile, gentle and peaceful, perfect and formulaic.

The snow was falling quite heavily. Gu Chen retraced his steps along the way back. When he turned downhill and turned, he felt a very strong smell of blood coming from the cold snowy wind. It was so fishy that it was not the smell of human blood.

When he heard the faint and ferocious roaring, Gu Chen did not move forward any further. He frowned slightly, glanced at the fence, walked over, pulled out a stronger wooden stick, and walked slowly and slowly.

Go down.

Xie Jingyao said that there was only one way into the back mountain, and even if she wanted to go around it, there was nothing she could do.

When he was about to walk downhill, in the vast white snow, Gu Chen saw a black living creature whining and roaring in the wind and snow. As its body swayed, the smell of blood became stronger.

Without giving Gu Chen a chance to think, the Tibetan Mastiff, who was eating raw beef fiercely, felt that his territory was being invaded. He bared his canine teeth and roared ferociously at Gu Chen. His upright mane was like steel needles as it flapped.

Generally speaking, the whole body exudes an aura that is more ferocious than that of a tiger.

Gu Chen's pupils tightened slightly, and an unprecedented sense of danger suddenly emerged.

He tightened the wooden stick in his hand and swung it fiercely. The sound of breaking through the air was like a sharp sword being unsheathed. He moved his toes slightly to the outside, and his clear black eyes darkened. The figure did not dodge, but directly faced the front of the Tibetan Mastiff.

Over attack.

The ferocity on Gu Chen's body made the Tibetan Mastiff with extremely low intelligence feel threatened, and it seriously stimulated its ferocity. The sharp canine teeth roared, and the fierce look was revealed, and it pounced on Gu Chen's body like lightning.

"Bang!" Taking advantage of the impact of the downhill slope, Gu Chen's whole body rose into the air, and the wooden stick in his hand hit the Tibetan Mastiff's back hard and accurately.

The Tibetan Mastiff, known as the "Oriental Divine Dog", is not an ordinary dog. Although Gu Chen's blow knocked it down, it quickly stood up again. The dog's mouth roared with disgusting saliva, and with a

More crazy attacks.

Tibetan Mastiffs are ferocious and good at fighting. Once the target is confirmed, they will bite the prey to death before giving up.


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