Chapter 1223 Human beings for wealth and birds for food and death
call……
The soul search is over!
Fu Yang opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
He looked at Kamo Aoun and Kusakabe Haruka, who were lying limply on the ground like two dead dogs. Foam was already flowing from the corners of their mouths, and they looked like they were almost dead.
"In that case, let me grant you death. Don't be a Japanese in your next life. It's better not to be a bad person."
Fu Yang said lightly.
With a flick of a finger.
A black ghost power flew out and hit the two people's bodies. They instantly turned into a pile of powder, and their bodies and souls were destroyed.
Ah Huang patted Fu Yang on the shoulder: "Little Yangzi, have you found any important information?"
He rubbed his temples and replied: "It seems that the Pantheon Cult also tricked these Japanese people. It did not tell them the truth or much useful information."
It turned out that the information Fu Yang forcibly searched from the souls of Kamo Qingyun and Caobi Haruka showed that people from the Japanese branch of the Pantheon Sect had contacted the Kamo family and the Caobi family and asked their family members in China to come to Xishuangbanna.
Find a dragon demon king in the primitive tropical rainforest and kill it to obtain the demon elixir.
As for the reward...
In fact, these two guys are not very clear. It involves the game and cooperation between the forces of the Pantheon and their families.
They just obeyed the family's orders and dispatches, and planned to improve their status within the family after performing this wave of tasks. They would then be able to obtain more cultivation resources and glory and wealth.
Unexpectedly, before this action even started, he died and died!
After listening to Fu Yang's words, Ah Huang frowned, pinched his chin and started thinking seriously.
"These two guys are definitely not acting alone, right? After all, they have to go deep into the primitive tropical rainforest. Even the powerful supernatural beings are not willing to do this alone."
Fu Yang nodded: "That's right! There should be a group of them. But it seems that the souls of these two guys are a bit vague. Maybe they don't know it very well. I guess there should be a contact person to take them with them.
.So I didn’t care. Otherwise, we could follow the clues and make a surprise attack.”
But there’s no way to do that now…
After destroying Kamo Qingun and Kusakabe Haruka, I let out a bad breath and at the same time eliminated the enemy's vitality. There are always benefits.
So, Fu Yang and Ah Huang wandered out of the woods. They got on the road again and walked backwards in the direction of the tourist distribution town.
fine!
The dilapidated motorcycle was still parked in front of the Sichuan restaurant just now, and it was not stolen by thieves.
"Haha! Knowing that it is my motorcycle, no matter how rampant a thief is, he will not dare to take action."
Ah Huang put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly while looking at the motorcycle. He had a sultry look on his face.
Fu Yang didn't bother to pay attention to him. He walked forward and prepared to start the motorcycle.
Suddenly I noticed that there seemed to be a small note posted on it.
"Huh? What is this?"
Fu Yang picked it up curiously and took a look, only to see a line of small characters written on it: Damn! You don't want such a broken motorcycle as a gift to me. Who is willing to steal it?
Well……
Damn it, it turns out that the thief was disgusted?!
Fu Yang was speechless for a while.
Ah Huang took the note and looked at it. He was so angry that he jumped up and down. He immediately shouted in all directions: "Fake! Who? Who is this guy who dislikes my motorcycle? Stand up!"
This guy!
Without any demeanor of a supernatural powerhouse, he stood at the door of the hotel and made a loud noise. Passers-by cast strange glances at him. Not only was this guy not ashamed, but he was content with himself.
Depend on!
Fu Yang covered his face in pain. He really hoped that he didn't know this bastard.
Then, like a pig, he forced Ah Huang onto the motorcycle. Then he stepped on the accelerator and headed towards the country road and the mercenary camp on the edge of the woods...
Fortunately, they managed to get back to the camp before the sun went down.
After returning the dilapidated motorcycle, he quickly went to Lao Tuo to report the situation. Then he returned to his tent to rest.
No matter what, after going out for an afternoon and fighting two Japanese onmyojis who were at the peak of their abilities, I was always a little tired.
Early the next morning.
seven o'clock.
The gauze-like mist in the woods has not yet dissipated, and the entire mercenary camp is already in full swing like a machine running at high speed.
The tent was folded and put away. The bonfire that burned last night was doused with water, and white smoke rose up. Some leftover food was poured into the bushes nearby.
Laughter and curses in various languages and tones sounded from time to time. The mercenaries were making jokes while packing their packages and getting ready to set off!
Originally, mercenaries were a force that took people's money to eliminate disasters. They were wandering in the gray area of international law. They always entered the country from relatively hidden places.
So this time General Nong Si asked them to pass through the virgin tropical rain forest on the border of Xishuangbanna, and Solangon didn't think much about it.
Anyway, this kind of thing doesn't happen once or twice. For these mercenaries who lick their blood, crossing the primitive tropical rainforest is not a big problem...
As for Lao Tuo, Ah Lang, Fu Yang Ah Huang, Wu Binye, and Mo Yuqi, they were standing not far from General Solangon. They calmly watched the mercenaries in the entire camp packing their luggage.
A rough count showed that there were about three to four hundred people.
And in addition to almost everyone carrying an AK47 or micro submachine gun, they also carry some relatively heavy thermal weapons.
In a small country in Southeast Asia, this can really determine the power and management of local regions!
Ah Huang looked at Mo Yuqi with a smile, and lowered his voice: "Miss Mo, your family spent a lot of money this time, right? Let General Nongsi hire this mercenary, at least ten figures.
Bar?"
Mo Yuqi gently stroked her silver hair with her hands, looked at Ah Huang, and smiled slightly: "The Mo family has plenty of money. Don't worry about it, classmate Ah Huang."
Cut~
Ah Huang pursed his lips, thinking that super pretty girls have bad tempers. Queen Wei Ke is like this, and the eldest daughter of the Mo family is also thorny in her words. Our Yi Ran is the best...
Fu Yang said softly: "It seems that these guys don't know their true itinerary yet? Didn't the little warlord controlled by your Mo family in Laos make it clear to them?"
Before Mo Yuqi could answer, the old camel answered with a smile.
He patted Fu Yang on the shoulder: "Brother Fu, you don't know this, right? People die for money and birds die for food. As long as we add more money at the time, there will be nothing we can't do. That's what General Nong Si means.
, you can just watch it when the time comes."
Fu Yang nodded.
He really doesn’t know much about these things. (First update)