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After the two of them walked over, Lu Han dared to move his body. He looked around, and like a restless leopard, he slowly walked towards the direction the two came from step by step.After walking for about 30 meters, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood, which was like poison and had nowhere to hide. Even if it was just a little bit, he was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, and he could tell it right away. out.

Sure enough, someone died.

Lu Han doesn't care about them killing people now, but who they kill?And who would let Suka and his gang of rebels kill them.

With these questions in mind, Lu Han speeded up, and within a few steps, he saw the corpses of two men lying in the haystack in front of him. The bullets directly hit the head and killed him with one shot. Judging from the facial features of the deceased , It should be Asian. That's right.

I didn't care about their ferocious and unwilling expressions, squatted down habitually, and groped in their pockets. The first person didn't have anything on him, while the second person was wearing a short sleeve plus a A gray vest, Lu Han carefully flipped through it, and unexpectedly found a wallet from him, which made Lu Han heave a sigh of relief.

Quickly opened the wallet, Lu Han just glanced at it, and nameless flames rose all over his body!Because the ID card actually showed three bright Chinese characters, Zhang Haoqun!

These two people are actually Chinese! !

What Suka killed was actually a Chinese! ?

Maybe these two people don't have any special identities, maybe they don't have any intersection with Lu Han at all, but when they are in a foreign country and see their compatriots being brutally murdered, it feels like being insulted by life. Very bad, Lu Han held onto this person's ID card tightly, and with all his strength, Hui Yong wanted to break it off.

Just when Lu Han's anger reached its peak, footsteps suddenly sounded from behind him again. He didn't dare to lose his mind at this moment, so he quickly regained his senses. He suppressed his anger and continued to search for clues on this person. , a badge on his chest caught his attention.

"Hua Ri Morning News?" Lu Han read out in a low voice, and suddenly he understood the identities of the two, and they turned out to be reporters! !

At this time, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and he didn't dare to stay longer. Lu Han felt that he put away the badge and wallet, ran to the side, found a bush and hid it.

He stared closely at the source of the sound of footsteps. After a while, the two people who had just left walked over slowly again. Each of them held a shovel and a shovel in their hands, and they seemed to be talking about something. , but Lu Han couldn't understand the meaning at all.

The two moved in unison. After reaching the corpse, they began to dig a hole with a shovel. Don't think about it, they wanted to bury the two.

Lu Han noticed that there was a small snake tattoo on their wrists, which was crooked and conspicuous. Both of them had it on their wrists. The color was blue, and their appearance was really Middle Eastern. His facial features, high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and unshaven beard, are easy to identify.

Lu Han was thinking that it would be impossible for them to kill these two people for money and death, and it was probably to cover up some truth.

the truth?

When thinking of these two words, Lu Han was stunned. Since this person is a reporter, could it be that they came here from China specifically to report the news of the rebel army in the first place?

If this is the case, all this is easy to understand, they came here to report news about Suka and the rebels, and unfortunately, they happened to meet the rebels and lost their lives here .

I don't know if they were unlucky or lucky. Unfortunately, they lost their lives here, but fortunately, they were met by Lu Han after death. There are not many such opportunities. You know, according to Lu Han's temper, the two People in the Middle East will probably lose their lives because of this. For the dead Zhang Haoqun and the unnamed reporter, this should be a blessing in misfortune.

Lu Han stared at the two Middle Easterners in front of him with anger in his eyes. They were still speaking a language he didn't understand, and they were joking and joking. There was no apology for the murder in their words or eyebrows. As if he had done a natural thing, or buried others as a matter of course, the tranquil and natural feeling made Lu Han extremely upset.

This matter has to be postponed to the past, and it is estimated that no matter how good-tempered Lu Han is, he will rush straight up and wipe their necks with two knives to see blood. After all, in this Longye Mountain, the management of the rebel army should be very strict. If these two people are killed like this now, it may have a very bad impact on the night's actions.

After thinking about it, Lu Han finally decided not to do anything, but to wait and see what happens. He still understands the meaning of the idiom because of the small loss. He doesn't want to affect the overall plan because of the momentary hatred. If he really does that , that means Lu Han is still too naive.

After thinking about this, the two of them talked and laughed and buried the two corpses very quickly and skillfully. It seems that they have done this kind of thing more than once.

Seeing them pick up their tools and turn around to leave, Lu Han almost couldn't control himself and wanted to rush out, but luckily he held back.

Finally, he hesitated for a while, and finally followed behind the two of them, walking forward step by step carefully. The distance he followed was very clever, and he always kept a distance of about 20 meters. The speed was neither fast nor slow, basically Consistent with the person in front, in this case, even if he makes any noise, it is still not easy to be found at the same pace and speed.

The further he walked, the closer the resort was. It wasn't until he was very close that he realized that the resort was not that big.

He squatted behind the bushes and looked towards the resort not far in front. From here, it looked like a small village with its own farm and a few acres of cultivated land beside it. Apart from these, there are a few brown-red villas with rather simple shapes standing in a patchwork order. The combination of such a combination and the construction on this halfway up the mountain is really quite stylish.

I didn't expect this Suka to choose such a good place for the base, which is quite romantic, Lu Han couldn't help thinking sarcastically.

He took a general look at the people in the villa. There was a sentry tower about ten meters away. There was a person standing on it. He seemed to be standing there bored, but Lu Han absolutely believed that if he walked forward a few more times If he didn't move, he would definitely take out a gun from below and aim at himself to shoot.

Excluding the people on the sentry tower, there are a total of more than a dozen people on the playground, most of whom are holding guns, chatting and talking leisurely, and what surprised him the most is that there are actually people plowing and grazing on the farm and pasture , Judging by its dress, it still looks a bit like a real farmer.

It took a lot of effort for this Suka to actually confuse so many local residents.

Lu Han suddenly discovered that it was in the opposite resort, and he actually saw a South American, yes, a true American, whose facial features were very similar to DeVecchio's.

This discovery gave him a headache, which means that this Suka really has some kind of connection with that Devi family.

The most luxurious villa in the resort is the red villa in the north. It is almost ten meters high, and it is much more luxurious and brand new than the surrounding houses. From this point of view, it looks like a royal palace surrounded by the surrounding small houses. Surrounded by houses, it's hard not to be noticed.

Lu Han murmured in his heart, could it be that Suka lived there?

He immediately began to observe the surroundings of the house. Generally speaking, he didn't seem to have any shortcuts to sneak in, only behind, there seemed to be a small house like a warehouse, and behind it was the forest. If he sneaked in from there, maybe It can work.

After observing for about 10 minutes, Lu Han was sure that he had understood something before he got up and prepared to leave.

His movements have always been very light, like a ghost, sneaking away under the watchful eyes of the sentry without anyone noticing.

On the way back, Lu Han felt that it was necessary to come here to do some reconnaissance. At least he learned two things.

The first is of course to understand the general environment of this resort, which is the first prerequisite for a good assassination. If a reckless person breaks in, not to mention the danger, they may even take Kuncha’s life. It was something that Lu Han didn't want to see, and the second one was the two journalists who were killed today. These two people are undoubtedly pitiful, but their death did lead to some things.

Holding the press card in his hand, Lu Han gradually accelerated his pace. From a distance, he looked like a galloping cheetah. The huge tree roots in the ground seemed to be no obstacle at all. Walking on the ground, it is extremely fast.

It didn't take long for Lu Han and Robbie Kuncha to meet up. Seeing that it was Lu Han, the two surrounded him excitedly.

"Brother Han, how are you?" Kuncha ran over first and asked anxiously.

"There are quite a lot of people there. It's like a big farm. There are sentry towers. The patrols haven't seen them. I guess someone will come out to patrol at night." Lu Han simply said what he saw just now, when he suddenly Ask Robbie: "Robby, are you sure you remember the layout in there?"

"Well, I remember." Robbie nodded solemnly.

"That's fine." Lu Han felt relieved, and said, "There is one more thing." After speaking, he took out his press card.

"Just now I followed the gunshots and found that the two had been killed. This is what I found from them."

Kuncha Robbie took it, because he didn't know the man, and after reading it for a long time, he didn't know what kind of certificate it was, so he had to ask Lu Han in the end.

"This is……"

"Journalist ID."