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Chapter 572: Tracking

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"Man is also a kind of prey." Tolstoy said, a native of the country. With the expansion of border trade over the years, he has witnessed many incredible things with his own eyes.

It is normal to kill people in the forest areas of the Far East. Tolstoy knew that these rich second-generations in China could do anything, so he kept stopping the tanks with his eyes and never kill Heizi.

At this time, Heizi was captured in the air by the tank. He didn't mind killing Heizi, but was killing a few rich second-generations, but without Chen Qiye's order, the tank did not dare to make decisions without authorization.

"Tank, let's go." Chen Qiye suddenly said.

The tank also noticed something was wrong and immediately threw the redzi aside. Then, led by Tolstoy, the group quickly drilled into the forest.

After walking a few miles out of the ground in one breath, Bai Yutang was really out of strength, so the four of them found a few big trees as cover to rest.

"Brother Ye, don't you see anything wrong?" Bai Yutang said panting.

"I just felt a lot of people approaching." Chen Qiye said with a frown.

Bai Yutang was frightened and urinated. If Chen Qiye really said this, it means there are other people?

"Brother Ye, are you talking about these lawless rich second generations coming from a group? How many are there?" Bai Yutang said with a terrifying look on his face. Heizi is their own people, and even their own people want to kill them. Is this kind of person still a human?

The tank glanced at Bai Yutang fiercely. Chen Qiye was not a god. Who was coming and how many people were there? How could he know that he could feel dangerously approaching hundreds of meters away? This was almost the limit of manpower. His perception range was about one hundred meters, while Chen Qiye could reach one hundred meters away. This was already a huge gap.

"Xiaobai, remember our purpose. We are here to find medicine, not to kill people." Tank said angrily.

"Oh, oh." Bai Yutang nodded in a vague way, then hurriedly glanced around and found that no one was following him, so he felt much more at ease.

These rich second generations in the three northeastern provinces are much more fierce than those in the Jiangnan generation. The bandit spirit developed by years of dealing with the Russians is not comparable to those in the south.

This trip to the Far East was completely different from what Bai Yutang imagined, but he felt that this was even more exciting than finding a blonde...

After Chen Qiye left, Zhang Shaojun's face turned extremely unsightly. He stared at Heizi and said, "With your skills, how dare you say that you are the King of Sanda?"

Heizi knew that Mr. Zhang had murderous intentions, otherwise he would not have instigated a bunch of dog-legged men to let the tank kill him.

If Zhang Shaojun is an ordinary person, he can run away even if he can't beat him. However, he has a wife and children, and his parents. If he dares to run away or move Zhang Shaojun, his whole family will not be able to survive.

"Mr. Zhang, listen to me, listen to me, the black man just now must be a master. I can beat ten ordinary people, and that black man must have a great origin." Heizi begs for mercy with a crying voice.

This time, Mr. Zhang didn't say anything, and the rich second generation behind him sneered at him.

"Heizi, if you can't do it yourself, just raise your opponent? Your force is not as good as your verbal skills."

"You embarrass Mr. Zhang, you just told me how you want to die."

"I want me to break my legs and feed the tiger."

"I'd like to see if he's cut off his stomach and serves as bait for us. There are a group of wild wolves nearby, and they happen to use his fat intestines as bait."

Heizi was immediately lost in his soul. He knew that these rich second-generations had a great background in the border areas and were really brave enough to kill people, even if they were cruel.

With a thud, Heizi was so scared that he knelt on the ground, tears and snot flowing, and begged for mercy like pounding garlic: "Young Master Zhang, please spare me, please spare me, as long as you can let me have a way out, I'm willing to be a cow and a horse for you!"

Zhang Shaojun looked at Heizi kowtowing and begging for mercy, and he looked playful. He originally wanted to play for a while, but the rich second-generation around him had already started to make excuses.

"Mr. Zhang, kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

.....

There was a bang and when the cry reached the boiling point, Zhang Shaojun pulled the trigger without hesitation and killed it with one blow.

The vibration alarmed the crowd in the distance, and they ran over.

As Chen Qiye said, Zhang Shaojun came in a group. Not only did he bring a group of rich second-generations with low planes and stinky feet, but he also brought a guard team, with dozens of people, each with a strong face and strong body.

"Young Master Zhang!" Several great men asked Zhang Shaojun in unison. He was obviously very backgrounded on the Far East border.

Zhang Shaojun nodded lightly, even if he had greeted everyone, then looked at the direction where Chen Qiye and others disappeared, and said with hatred: "Fortunately you left early, otherwise I would have to kill you."

"Mr. Zhang, so what if they run away? Can they still run out of the forest area? We can play a game." A rich second-generation triangular eyes interrupted.

The remaining rich second generations applauded and cheered.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, it's boring to kill too many animals. Why not kill people instead?"

"Okay, okay, it's so fun to kill."

"We have a few appointments, so they often play together."

Zhang Shaojun's eyes were bright when he heard this. Although Heizi failed to challenge the tank, which made him look disgraceful, doesn't this mean that the tank is extraordinary?

Taking a famous old hunter Tolstoy with him, Zhang Shaojun suddenly felt that this was a good game.

"Let's play the murder game!" Zhang Shao dialed a number on his satellite phone and said.

In the next few days, with the help of Tolstoy, Chen Qiye and his group successfully entered the depths of the Far East forest. Tolstoy also used his ability as a guide. Not only did they look at the road very accurately, but they also ate wild game every meal, and Bai Yutang was very excited.

Of course, Chen Qiye has encountered many mountain sacreds these days, but they are all very shallow. The oldest one has been identified by Tolstoy for only eighty years, which is too far from the three hundred years required by Chen Qiye.

In the vast forest, looking for a mountain as big as a palm is like looking for a needle in a haystack, but Lin Chuxue and her children need life-saving medicine. Even if the sea is stiff and the moon is caught in the water, Shen Qiye must try it.

Outside, Xu Que and Lin Bo have been looking for Chinese medicinal materials merchants across the country, and Tanks have also been to the three companies to investigate the situation. Chen Qiye believes that the news of life-saving medicine will soon have whereabouts.

"Boss, how long can we stay in the Far East?" During the rest period, the tank leaned against the big tree and asked. If Chen Qiye had to stay for a year, he would be willing to stay, and he was afraid that Chen Qiye would have something to do.

"A month, I promised to go back to the East China Sea after the first snow one month." Chen Qiye thought for a while and said.

Tank laughed and said, "Yes, boss, you have a family now, and it's not like we came out to carry out the mission together."

Just as the two of them reminisced about the past, Tolstoy, who was responsible for the wind, came back with a serious look on his face.
Chapter completed!
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