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Chapter two thousand and one

The Dragon Tiger Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, but its foundation is all on the Dragon Tiger Mountain. The hiding place is not just in this valley. There are hundreds of times better hiding places hidden in Zhang Zhen's disgust. If you want him to leave here, let the fish leave.

After the water and flying birds left the forest, he was determined not to leave here. What he said about leaving Longhu Mountain just now was all perfunctory to the Hu family and his son. He needed more time to find the missing zombies, and he would borrow them when he met a strong opponent.

This sharp knife of the Hu clan.

At this time, two brothers, Xu Qing and Tang Guobin, had sneaked to the slope above the valley and were using telescopes to observe the movements in the valley. The Hu family's sect station was completely silent, except for Hei Wuchang, who was sitting with his hands on the cage where the wild monkeys were kept.

In front of the wooden house, I bowed my head and fell asleep. There were many Taoist priests walking around in the Longhu Sect. They were moving boxes and cupboards as if they were cleaning their belongings. It looked like they were preparing to move, but the strange thing was that they saw the lively Hu Sect last night.

There was no movement at the door today?

After Xu Qing buried the locator about Long Fengyang's defection last night, Hu Jie and several semi-saints killed all the ancient warriors who surrendered to Heaven Prison in a rage. Now only the former members of the Hu family's sect are left.

The number of members of the team has dropped sharply several times, and most of the houses in the camp are empty, but the two brothers hiding on the slope don't know it.

Xu Qing was now thinking about how to rescue those innocent wild monkeys. Once a carpet bombing was launched in the valley, those poor creatures would probably turn into ashes. He couldn't find a chance after thinking about it, so he could only take out his mobile phone.

Put it in front of you, eagerly watching the time to launch the attack approaching every second.

Tang Guobin poked him in the arm with his elbow, pointed to his cell phone and asked in a low voice: "Didn't the boss say the fight would start at seven o'clock? Why is there no movement now?" The time was already 6:50, so logically

The attack should have almost started.

Xu Qing raised his head and glanced at the sky. The sky was clear and blue. Not to mention the plane, he didn't even see any flying birds. He was wondering when he suddenly heard a few soft sounds coming from the headset. He turned it on and listened to it.

Ren Bing's deep voice came out: "Listen carefully, kid, the fighter jets will launch the first round of bombing on the valley in five minutes. You two will immediately retreat a hundred meters."

Xu Qing turned his head subconsciously and quickly scanned behind him with his clairvoyant eyes. He found a group of people crawling in the bushes next to the mountain a hundred meters away. They were all wearing camouflage and looked similar to the surrounding green and yellow bushes.

The colors are very similar.

"Boss, will those wild monkeys survive if they are bombarded with force?" Xu Qing was worried about the wild monkeys and couldn't help but ask aloud.

Ren Bing said in a deep voice: "Young Moji, come here first. This is an order." After saying that, he immediately cut off the communication. Xu Qing winked at Tang Guobin beside him, reached out and picked up the six-eared macaque cat by its waist and faced the bushes.

Walk in the direction.

As soon as the two brothers stepped into the bushes, they heard a pulling sound in the sky, whoosh-whoosh. Looking up, they saw several fighter jets whistling past the sky, and then there was a sound in the valley.

There was a deafening loud noise, and before the eardrums had time to adapt to the numbness caused by the first loud noise, there was a second sound, and a third sound... Xu Qing could only cover his whole body with protective Gang Qi, and put Se Se

The trembling little macaque was held tightly in his arms.

Rumbling - loud noises came from the valley one after another. When I turned around and looked over, I saw that the entire valley was shrouded in a cloud of mud, dust and fire. Even though it was a mile away, there was no protective aura covering the body.

The special operations team members could also clearly smell the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke.

Xu Qing, who was still worried about the safety of the wild monkeys a moment ago, has now completely lost his mind. It is almost impossible for the wild monkeys that have lost the ability to move to survive under such a rapid fire attack.

"Qingzi, go to the valley as fast as you can and take a look. The fighter plane bombing just now avoided the area where the No. 2 locator was buried, but I can't guarantee whether there was an accidental bombing. The helicopter formation will be here soon. You can use

The headset directly communicates with the helicopter with a rope." Ren Bing's voice suddenly rang in his ears, and like a strong wind, most of Xu Qing's depressed mood was instantly wiped away. He thrust the six-eared macaque in his hand into Tang Guobin's arms.

Here, he jumped twice and reached the slope next to the valley.

My eyes penetrated the billowing mud and dust in the valley, and I quickly saw the wooden building of Hu Shuo and Taoist nuns, and then I saw the wooden bungalow where the macaques were kept. My originally depressed mood was completely relieved. The integrity of the house meant that

The wild monkey survived.

Without saying a word, Xu Qing jumped down the slope with several leaps. It only took two minutes to get down to the valley from here. Under the cover of the mud and smoke rising in the valley, he quickly approached the bungalow. He could already see the wild monkeys.

We are safe and sound, now we just need the last step.

Buzzing - the sound of helicopter wings rang out in the sky. Ten helicopters formed a combat formation. Xu Qing quickly thought of Ren Bing's attack plan. First, he used fighter jets to clear out most of the attack with a round of bombing.

, and then use helicopters to attack scattered targets, and finally the Chinese Martial Spirit is responsible for mopping up.

A skater at Xu Qing's feet had already arrived in front of the wooden house. He quickly checked a lock, turned on the communicator and started calling: "Look at my position, drop the rope, and I will pull the rope after it is buckled..."

Ta da da da - what answered him was the roar of a series of machine guns, and dense rain of bullets rained down on the moving targets in the valley. Several Taoist priests who had survived the previous round of bombing were instantly blasted into pieces.

A pile of meat scraps.

A helicopter hovered over the wooden house and threw down two long ropes. Before the ropes could land, Xu Qing jumped up high and stretched out his hand to grab the ropes. The moment his feet touched the ground,

Taking advantage of the situation, the man squatted down and stretched his palm diagonally under the wooden house. At this time, his palm was like a shovel, lifting up and lifting the entire house.

The wooden house is a whole, but it needs to be tied tightly with ropes when it is hoisted. Xu Qing held up the house with one hand, held the long rope with the other hand and threw it under the house, wrapping it around the house as quickly as possible.

Make two turns, lock it with the hook at the end of the rope, then pull the rope hard, and shout at the collar: "Get up!"

The helicopter hovering in the air immediately rose up, taking the entire wooden house up into the sky. Xu Qing slipped and rushed towards the slope, but at this moment there was a roar of machine guns above his head, followed by a dense wave of

The hail of bullets came towards him like locusts.

The mud and dust in the valley were billowing, and the visibility was extremely low. The armed helicopter decisively regarded Xu Qing as the target to be shot. The channel of his communicator was only useful for the helicopter flying away with the wooden house. The other armed helicopters did not buy it at all. Now

So embarrassing!


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