"No way!"

Outside most of China, in the south of Shencheng, there is an office building that looks ordinary. No one knows what these high-level white-collar workers are. Behind them, the smiling old Dong He Jingming is the most active drug dealer in the mainland these years.

He Jingming is almost at the age of knowing his destiny. He has gray hair, but he is in good health. Up to now, he is still firmly in charge of his world. He plays his social elite and corporate director, and he is secretly engaged in the shady drug business.

Black and white, no one can shake his position.

At this time, however, the drug lord, who was not in a hurry at any time and was very deep in the city, actually lost his position in front of his men. The crystal in front of him was almost overthrown by him, and the things scattered all over the ground. There were only one person standing beside him.

He Jingming raised his sinister eyes: "Zhao Jin, didn't you tell me that when he arrived at Mars, he could trace it? Now what about people? "

The obscene man with a good face shook and begged for nothing to squeeze out a smile: "boss he..."

He Jingming leaned out of his body, and his face was almost in front of Zhao Jin. A pair of black eyes were staring at him, but his voice was very soft: "what about others? Huh? Zhao Jin, tell me, where is he

"I, I, I..." Zhao Jin can't help but step back half a step, one foot stepped on a button past the ashtray, two legs and feet have been shaking into a sieve does not match, let him and marble floor to a close contact.

"Don't you mean to inject that thing into his body, and then you can find it all over the world?" He Jingming asked softly and raised his voice abruptly?! Why is there no trace of him on your broken machine? Ah? "

"This... He may suddenly arrive at a place with too much magnetism, and the signal appears interference..."

He Jingming squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "it has been interfering for three days."

"Drink..."

"What to drink? Is that what you call the drink fox? " He Jingming suddenly wanted to be too lazy to see him. He looked cold. He dropped his eyes, waved his hand and said, "go ahead, I don't want to see you again."

I don't know which switch was touched. Zhao Jin howled out and jumped at he Jingming's feet like a dog: "boss, boss he, give me another chance, give me another chance. I promise, I promise he won't lose it this time. When will boss see when he can find it..."

"Get out, drag it out!"

Two muscular black men came to Zhao Jin's reply. One by one, they set up Zhao Jin's claw like hand, holding it in vain in the air, crying, with snot and tears on the top and feces and urine on the bottom. Looking at the man who looked like a big smoker, he didn't expect to have a lot of things.

Don't tell me. People who poked at one side like wooden posts immediately started to clean up and spray fresheners.

He Jingming bit his teeth tightly, got up with a groan, put down the sentence "no one is allowed to follow", and strode out. No one dares to disobey boss he's orders. He gets on the elevator alone, runs to the roof and locks the door. There is a strong wind on the top of the building, and the sky is overcast and rainy. The huge sky curtain is pressed down, as if there is no light. The small traffic on the ground comes back and forth, and the noise is steaming over the whole city.

He sat down slowly against the wall, his shoulders falling down, like an old man, lonely and tired. He buried his face in his hand: "drink fox..."

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"These things are not low IQ, understand collective action and cooperation, and have obvious hierarchical relationship with each other." Half of Anjie's body is full of disgusting purple flesh and blood. As he carefully wipes his hands, he says in a clear and orderly way. No one interrupts him. Everyone is looking at him dully. He is gentle and polite during the day, but now he looks like a man who just came out of the Shura arena. The face change of Sichuan Opera is not so fast.

"You may not notice that the position of the monster who was just killed by the old horse in the monster was immediately replaced by the one who devoured its head... I wonder if they have assimilated part of the human brain since they devoured its head?" Anjie slightly bent the corner of his mouth, but there was a cold light in his eyes, "why, did I scare you?"

The old horse took out a cigarette from his pocket. He clamped it with his dark fingers. He didn't worry and looked at Anjie. The background of the man is a large number of bloody monster corpses. No one will believe the strength of the man's body, the accuracy and ferocity of his shooting, the sharpness of his eyes, and the ever-changing situation when facing the battle.

"Who are you?" The old horse asked plainly, staring at Anjie fiercely, "the sand bandits are not as good as you."

"People who travel." Anjie threw his shotgun on his shoulder, tilted his head slightly, and his eyes were a little tired. Meng Xiaomin couldn't help pointing his muzzle at him. He put his hand in his pocket and said, "it's you --"

Anjie's eyes swept over Shen Jiancheng's face, smiling: "Israel's □, spas-12s shrapnel, U.S. M11 charge... Good guy, it's enough to form a special forces unit, Mr. Shen. This is not the formation of the archaeological team, is it?" As soon as these words were uttered, all people's attention, including Lao Ma, went to Shen Jiancheng. Shen was in charge of the archaeological operation. He was responsible for all the sources of equipment and funds. Before that, no one questioned this issue.

Mo Yannan took an untimely look at Anjie's gun on his shoulder and asked, "this... This, Mr. Shen?"

Shen Jiancheng forced a smile: "why, Mr. an has doubts about me?"

Anjie looked at him gently: "no, I'm just an outsider."

Mo Yannan looked at this and that, and he was at a loss. The old horse lit a cigarette and squinted at Shen Jiancheng: "old Shen, I've long wanted to ask about this gun. What's the matter?"

Shen Jiancheng straightened out: "everyone, I know you have doubts in your heart, but I have my difficulties. To be honest, this archaeological activity is secretly supported by the military, which involves some state secrets, I can't explain. Whether you believe it or not, I swear to God He stretched out a hand and pointed to the sky. The muscles on his face were taut. The old man had an upright face with the character of Guo Zi, and his face was dignified. "Our archaeological activities are absolutely legal and supported by the state! I will also guarantee everyone's interests! If you want to break this oath, I will die a terrible death! "

As soon as the poison oath came out, people's tense expression obviously relaxed. Meng Xiaomin put down his gun, and Li saner tilted his mouth: "don't mention it, don't mention it. What are you doing here, old man? We're all following you here. It's roast fish and killing monsters. Can we go back? I have no face to see Jiangdong and his father in vain. "

Anjie followed Li saner's tone and said, "you guys, I'm here with you. I'm roast fish and I'm a monster killer... I've had some experience before. I've practiced some Kung Fu a little, but it has nothing to do with you. Or, I'll take a poison oath like Shen?"

Mo Yannan's mouth turned, the old horse lit a cigarette, still looking at Anjie, but not so aggressive.

Just as the atmosphere relaxed a little, Meng Xiaomin suddenly gave a "Yi".

"Did you find anything strange?" She didn't know when to go to the monster's body and squat down to look at it carefully. "Doesn't this thing have a tail? Why are you gone when you die? "

"What are you talking about?" Anjie originally looked at these people with a little unidentified smile. Hearing this, she was shocked. The corpses and blood clots of monsters on the ground were everywhere. But the long tail behind each monster did not know when it disappeared like it was in the sand.

Anjie is confident that he can hear small movements more than ten meters away, but this tail is lost under his eyes.

Meng Xiaomin opened the sand with his hands and searched carefully: "it seems that there is no trace." She stares at the place where the monster should have long tail. Anjie says "don't touch" and then she touches it like a ghost: "eh? You see, there is something shining on this monster. I don't know what it is... "

Small sequins in her fingers on a flash disappeared, Meng Xiaomin puzzled with his fingers rubbed rub: "how no?"

All of a sudden, the gun on Anjie's hand was pushed up again. His eyes swept around him. I don't know why, the man's face was a little nervous. Don't worry about his nervousness. Li saner and Mo Yannan all follow him nervously. Even Shen Jiancheng's old horse spontaneously organizes people to stand in a circle and hold the weapon tightly.

All of a sudden, Meng Xiaomin gave a strange smile. Her expression was twisted and her saliva flowed down the corner of her mouth. She successfully became the focus of attention. Li san'er said, "it's over. Sister Meng doesn't let the monster bend over. She's so smart. Why didn't she come out with two black donkey hooves this time..."

Anjie ignored his chatter and bent down slightly: "Miss Meng?"

Meng Xiaomin's throat "gudu" a, she Hei hei a music: "Liangjingjing..." Anjie can't help but back a step, a moment in the sand drilled out numerous small sequins, a rush to Meng Xiaomin body, surrounded her, her strange smile in such a weak light that called a cautious person.

Meng Xiaomin, surrounded by sequins, made a very strange sound in her throat. People watched her neck crack and something bright came out. Then her head fell to the ground and was surrounded by sequins. A little brain came out. The sequins seemed to be stimulated. They rushed to her brain and quickly sucked clean

Mo Yannan's stomach is tumbling, but he can't even vomit.

A flash of fire passed through the air. The old horse didn't know what it was burning and threw it. The sequins were like some flammable things. They quickly gathered together in the flash of fire, and the light on his body dimmed with the gathering - it was the shape of a tail, the tail of a strange thing!

It turns out that the monster's tail is really open!

As the fire spread, more and more sequins gathered together with Meng Xiaomin's body. The shrill screams of women came out of the fire. Meng Xiaomin's head was lifted up by something. From a distance, it looked as if he was in mid air. His eyes and mouth were wide open, as if he was yelling in the torment of the fire

Anjie's pupil shrank: "go! step on it! Get out of here