The film starts with the Navy SEALs

Chapter 1300 Anti-killing is king
Long Zhan's words were very thorough, directly touching the hearts of the two of them.

Meng Jieke felt that what Long Zhan said was very reasonable, this time he was knocked out in a daze, and woke up to this ghost place.

After he fled here and returned home this time, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't be tied up next time.

If he was really tied to this place for the second time, he might not even be able to escape from the green grass, and he would be beaten to death. It is absolutely impossible to be as lucky as this time.

Luck never lasts forever!

The former bald man who was still resisting just now felt blocked when he heard what Long Zhan said, and he didn't dare to bet his luck on the possibility of the future.

But following Long Zhan to fight back, the former bald man was even more blocked.

The behind-the-scenes hands who were able to bind more than a dozen of them at the same time and set up such a big game here, their strength is definitely not simple.

There are only 4 of them here, how can they beat them.

The former bald man didn't think that the big dragon fighter could be so powerful in the situation of fighting with guns, and the fitness coach was also a scumbag on the battlefield.

Under such embarrassing and contradictory emotions, the two of them didn't know what to do for a while.

"You go down first, and leave the rest to me."

Long Zhan couldn't stand it anymore, and didn't have so much time to spend time with them, so he decided to be tough, like Starscream winking.

Starscream had absolute confidence in Long Zhan, and jumped off the carriage without saying a word.

After landing, there was a forward roll on the ground, and the force was released perfectly without injury.

Long Zhan looked at the roadside outside the carriage, came to the weedy route, threw the former bald man out with one hand, and threw it directly from the train.

"Holy shit."

Meng Jieke was so frightened that his face turned pale, but he wanted to run away but found that it was too late.

Long Zhan stepped over with long hands and feet, and grabbed his shoulders. The force like iron pincers pinched his shoulders so that he couldn't break free at all.

Then also stepped into the footsteps of the former bald man!

"NO—"

Under the extremely frightened prolonged sound, Montjack also flew off the train.

Although the two were forced to get off the train, the process was a bit embarrassing, but fortunately they were not injured, and the half-person tall weeds acted as a good buffer.

Finally it was Long Zhan's turn to get down from the carriage, he was much more calm than Starscream.

Long Zhan clasped the outer locking lever of the carriage with both hands, reversed the way of going up, and then lowered with both feet suspended in the air, in a running posture, half suspended in the air and touching the ground.

It wasn't until the running pace caught up with the speed of the train that Long Zhan let go of his hands hanging on the lock lever.

He ran forward a few steps under inertia, and then stopped steadily.

"Bastard, are you going to throw me to death?"

The former bald man crawled out of the grass and yelled at Long Zhan angrily.

"Then do you really want to die?"

After Long Zhan said a word with a smile on his face, the former bald man felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on his head, and it was cold from the top of the sky to the soles of his feet.

Where dare to have any anger, pretending to slap the grass ash on his body to cover up his embarrassment.

Meng Jieke didn't even have a weapon in his hand, and he was weak and had no right to speak, so he crawled out of the grass and stood beside him without saying a word.

No matter how annoyed he was in his heart, he didn't dare to let out half a fart.

Starscream didn't have the time to care about the emotions of the two, and he didn't care that the two cannon fodder would turn against him, so he took the lead and strode towards the direction he came from.

"Let's go, why are you still watching?"

Long Zhan didn't want to leave his butt to them, so he raised his chin to signal the two to walk in the middle.

at this point.

It's useless to say anything.

The former bald man and Montjack could only follow suit, obediently walking behind Starscream.

……

It's 8 o'clock.

As night fell, there was darkness in the mountains.

At the top of the green lawn, there are two orange lights.

From the lights, it can be clearly seen that the direction from which the sniper rifles came from at the beginning was covered by turf during the day, and under the camouflage that could not be seen at all, there were two shooting holes protruding less than 20 centimeters.

Don't look at the exposed part is so small, but there is a hole in the bottom.

The underground space with a diameter of about 8 meters is divided into upper and lower floors, which are filled with all kinds of food and drink, as well as various tactical combat supplies.

Totally an underground fortress.

At this time, it was late at night and many hunters came back. They all sat and rested in the brightly lit fortress, and everyone held a full set of firearms in their hands.

"Where the hell is Oliver? He's been looking for them for hours."

The person who spoke was an old man with all white hair who was holding a sniper rifle at the firing hole and looked quite young.

"He's sure to be all right, Thad."

The woman sitting on the chair on the left was much calmer than the old man, not worried at all, and was wiping the bow in her hand with a piece of cloth.

There is a high probability that the one who shot the baseball man to death during the day was this woman with short hair and leather jacket.

"Oh my god, what a surprise. Director Ava Dewey just gave me a thumbs up." The man with the mustache sitting at the bottom of the stairs in the middle said suddenly, holding his mobile phone.

The man in a casual suit next to him turned around and asked, "Are you also Ava's friend?"

"Maybe it counts."

The man with the mustache shrugged his shoulders and said in a pretentious tone: "We met at the [-] Most Influential People Dinner in the World. What he liked just now was this photo taken in Haiti at that time."

The man with the mustache said and handed over the phone, and asked the man in the suit to enjoy the liked photos together.

"Wait, wait a minute, you've been to Haiti?"

The man in the suit didn't look at the photo, but instead smiled sarcastically, "Why did you go to that poor place? Could it be treating AIDS in a shanty town?"

"Don't make fun of AIDS." The man with glasses sitting under the wall on the right said seriously.

"No, no, no, I'm not joking. AIDS is indeed a very important matter. Fortunately, Martin has taken on such a big responsibility independently."

The man in the suit looked at the man with the mustache when he spoke. Obviously, the name of the man with the mustache was Martin.

"Haiti doesn't have shantytowns, Brazil has..."

"boom!"

There was a sudden loud bang in the bunker.

Martin, who was half-speaking, stood up in fright, and hurriedly searched for the rifle he had placed under the stairs, only to find that the gun was not there.

Fortunately, no one came to attack.

It was just a muscular muscular man wearing camouflage trousers and a military vest on top, over 1 meters tall, punching the table hard, making a loud noise.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the burly man in camouflage said coldly, "Be quiet, okay?"

"Sergeant Dale, can you do me a favor? Be a little more careful, OK?" The man in the suit also had a cold face, retorting in a similar tone.

"You hired me, then take my advice."

Sergeant Dale looked around the crowd, and continued to say seriously: "And what I'm doing now is to give you advice."

(End of this chapter)