The style of work in the north comes like the wind and goes like the wind.
In a moment, the soldiers with guns and ammunition all over the mountain retreated, and the barren mountain returned to its desolate appearance.
Qin Tian sat for a while and quietly drank the tea in the pot before getting up and leaving.
He was not thirsty and wanted to drink tea, but he wanted to take this opportunity to think about something clearly.
And, the next move.
The moment he put down his teacup and stood up, he already made a decision in his heart.
"Let's go, go back to Qincheng first."
He said something to Zhui Feng and others who were waiting outside, and walked down the mountain without looking back.
Zhuifeng Laoma and others looked at each other in confusion. Although they were full of talk, they were also very sensible and did not ask.
They knew that if it was something they should know, Qin Tian would definitely tell it.
If you don’t say it, it means the time has not come yet.
At the foot of the mountain, those formidable military vehicles had disappeared. Only the two off-road vehicles that Qin Tian and the others drove when they came were left, parked on the grassy roadside covered with dust.
Qin Tian was thinking about something and walked straight towards the car. When he got close, he was suddenly startled and stopped.
His eyes stared at the car door in shock.
"What's going on?" At this time, Zhui Feng and others behind also realized something was wrong.
On the back door of the first off-road vehicle, the door handle was stained with blood, and the door was slightly open and not closed tightly.
Obviously, this car door had just been opened by a bloody hand.
Moreover, that person is probably still hiding in the car at this moment.
Looking at the ground again, there were obvious signs of being crushed on the grass, and there were blood beads on several grass blades.
It extends all the way to the back of the mound next to it.
Before Qin Tian could signal, Abin had already rushed behind the mound and reported in a low voice: "There is a pool of blood here."
Everyone stared at the car door with solemn expressions.
These two cars were watched by Xiao Pohu's people and could not be approached by outsiders. In other words, there was a person who had been hiding behind the mound and waited until Xiao Pohu's team left. He then pried open the door and got into the car.
inside.
Judging from the marks on the ground, that person is still hiding in the car.
Was he really seriously injured? Or was it a trap?
"Who is it? Get out!"
"Otherwise, don't blame the brothers for being rude!"
After Lao Ma's test, Tongchuan Tieju and Abin spread out. The four of them had swords in their hands, each guarding a car door.
Inside the car, there was a rustling sound. It seemed that the people inside were disturbed.
However, he did not dare to speak out.
Qin Tian thought for a while, then waved his hand, signaling Lao Ma and others to retreat.
He walked over and whispered: "Friend, are you in trouble?"
"Don't be afraid, maybe I can help you. I'm going to open the door -"
He held the bloody door handle, applied gentle force, and finally opened the door.
Inside the car, it was originally a dark environment. As the door opened, light shone in, and there was a pool of blood on the car seat.
There was no one in the front seat or the back seat.
From the trunk, there was a frightened hesitation.
Qin Tian closed the car door, walked to the back of the car, sighed, and pressed the trunk button again.
The door of the car trunk slowly rose.
"Uh uh... uh... don't... uh..."
As a strange sound came out, a person, more specifically, something like a monster, slowly appeared in front of Qin Tian and others.
He huddled together, his clothes were in tatters, he was covered in mud, his hair was unkempt, and his face was covered in scars, and his true appearance was almost invisible.
How should I put it, huddled in the trunk at this moment, like a wild beast that was lucky enough to survive after being abused by various natural enemies.
Those eyes were filled with turmoil and infinite fear from the depths of the soul.