The special soldier king of the female president

Michael and others waited anxiously, but there was no news.

"Michael, you sit here, I'll go in and have a look. We've been in touch. If I don't, you'll pull me out with a rope." One man put on his gear and tied a rope around his body after speaking. went in.

Michael kept in touch with him on the walkie-talkie.

But as this guy got deeper, Michael picked up the walkie-talkie to talk, but there was no reply from there.

"Damn, pull him back quickly." The other immediately pulled the rope back, hoping to pull this guy back.

But a strange thing happened, relying on the strength of one person could not pull it at all.

"Michael, hurry up and help, he seems to be caught by someone." The man said desperately, supporting himself.

Michael hurried over there, but before he got there, the guy suddenly soared into the air and was dragged into the poisonous fog by a huge force.

"Not good!" Michael hurriedly put on the equipment, but after he put on the equipment, the man had been dragged away.

A heart-piercing scream sounded from the walkie-talkie: "Michael...Mike...help me...my hand is entangled in the rope..."

The screams stopped abruptly, and no matter how Michael picked up the walkie-talkie, there was no reply.

"Damn it!" Sweat dripped from Michael's forehead, he wiped it off and quickly picked up the phone and said, "I'm Michael, you guys send me immediate support."

"What, Mr. Michael, you are already in danger. Don't worry, we will be here soon. You wait for us there." Chen Tangren's voice rang through the intercom, and then there was no sound from the intercom.

Michael frowned and said, "How long will it take for you to come, give me an exact time."

"Mr. Michael, what are you talking about...we can't hear...the signal is not working...we can't hear..."

Following the voice from over there, the intercom blared sharply.

"Bastards, I'm going to kill you." Michael cursed fiercely, and he also knew that Chen Tangren probably wouldn't send someone over.

At this moment, Michael suddenly heard a voice from inside the poisonous fog: "Michael...Michael..."

When Michael heard this voice, he felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, the voice was so eerie.

"Who? Richard?" Michael asked in surprise.

"I'm Richard, come here quickly... help me..." A figure appeared in the poisonous fog, but it was very blurry.

Michael was terrified, but if it was real Richard, it would be fine.He walked over there, but he looked at his instrument, which did not show that he was close to his partner.

What's going on, Michael didn't approach immediately, instead he picked up the gun, and then pointed in that direction: "Richard, where are you and the others?"

"Behind me... Come in and help... They are right behind me..."

The voice became more and more like Richard, and Michael also slowly approached.But as the distance from the poisonous fog got closer, he became more and more nervous, holding the gun firmly and saying: "Richard...you stand there and don't move, I'll save you..."

As he got closer, Michael saw that there were indeed other shadows behind Richard's shadow.He breathed a sigh of relief, but then he found that Richard moved suddenly, and one hand penetrated the poisonous fog and grabbed Michael's gun.

"Bang!" Michael fired a shot in excitement, and Richard's figure flew in backwards.

"Richard..." Michael hurried forward, but many hands stretched out from the poisonous fog, trying to grab him.

"No, you are not my partners." Michael pulled out the cross sword hidden on his body with the other hand. Just after the sword was pulled out, a flash of silver light suddenly flashed.

Those hands fell to the ground, and at the same time, Michael felt his throat grow sweet.

No, Michael knew he was poisoned.

He swung the crossed sword, but kept backing away.Fortunately, he didn't enter the poisonous fog deeply, so he retreated in two steps.But as soon as he exited, he saw many figures rushing towards him.

The faces of those people slowly appeared in the poisonous fog, and they turned out to be a group of men with hideous faces.What surprised Michael the most was that he really saw Richard. Richard and his partners rushed over covered in blood, like zombies.

Excited, Michael drew out his pistol and fired a few shots. After knocking down a few people, more people rushed over in the poisonous fog.

Richard also said with a grim face: "Michael, stay with the brothers."

"Ah!" Michael screamed, and fled outside.

"Come on... help...Richard is dead..."

Michael ran away in terror, with only constant screams behind him.

……

At this time, in a small tavern in the false dragon, Chen Chen, Xuan Feng, and the fisherman were all in this place.None of the three had drunk, while the greasy uncle in front of them drank several glasses in a row.

Beside this greasy uncle, there is also a seemingly honest guy, who is none other than the owner of the homestay.

Uncle Greasy said to Chen Chen: "I said tyrant, I said that you are really getting better and better, and now you even quit drinking."

Chen Chen said angrily, "When did the boss drink alcohol? I never touch those things."

"I know you are crazy. You don't remember what you drank, but I like the way you drink more. You are so handsome." The greasy uncle said with a smile.

Chen Chen said angrily, "Come on, you said that you would tell us what happened to the pseudo-dragon in the past few days, but you have been dragging us for a few days, but you didn't say anything. Ruan Wenlong, when did you become so good at showing off."

This greasy uncle was none other than Chen Chen's friend Ruan Wenlong.

When Xuanfeng and the fisherman heard this name, they couldn't help but twitch their lips.Because Chen Chen had told them before that this Ruan Wenlong claimed to be some kind of good-looking man in the head-down world, and he was known as the little fresh meat of the fake dragon head-down master.

Looking at this bald guy now, I really can't imagine how good-looking this guy was a few years ago.

Ruan Wenlong wiped his mouth and said: "I keep you here for your own good, you must avoid the limelight. I heard that the headquarters of the Security Committee sent people over, and I will send people over to investigate the situation now. If they really Come, I will let you meet and leave as soon as possible."

"Why didn't you tell me what happened to the Black Witch Sect?" Chen Chen asked with a frown.

Ruan Wenlong sighed and said, "Tyrant, please listen to my advice and leave the false dragon as soon as possible. This matter is beyond your control."