In a log cabin in the virgin forest.

Several strong men were still grilling by the campfire, not knowing the imminent danger.

"Hey, fierce horse." One of the white-skinned men with profound features looked at the black-skinned man who shot down the drone just now, and asked, "Did you go to patrol the neighborhood just now? Did you find anything?"

"No." The fierce horse gnawed on the grilled chicken leg and said inarticulately: "There is only the wreckage of a drone, and there is no sign of anyone around."

He tilted his head up and poured a sip of beer, and wiped his oily mouth: "I guess, it must be some rich boy who wants to explore. He didn't dare to come in to get it when the drone shot it down."

"The drone appeared too abruptly." A bald, tall, yellow-skinned man with thick flesh piled up on his face said in a deep voice, "In addition, Mr. Ye asked us to strengthen our vigilance yesterday."

"This time we must not take it lightly. After eating, each of us will go to patrol around the camp to make sure no one is lurking in."

The fierce horse curled its lips unwillingly, and said in a low voice, "Understood, boss."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there were rustling sounds around him.

As soon as the yellow-skinned man raised his head vigilantly, an infrared ray was reflected in his pupils, and this infrared ray was aimed at the fierce horse's forehead.

His pupils shrank, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and gave the fierce horse a hard push: "Get out of the way!!"

But it was too late.

With a "poof", the fierce horse's forehead was instantly pierced by the bullet.

His eyes widened, blood flowed from the hole on his forehead, his body swayed, and he fell down straight, without a sound.

The yellow-skinned man's face changed drastically: "A fierce horse!"

The sudden change made everyone startled, and they took up weapons one after another: "There is an enemy attack! Dodge quickly!"

They hurriedly picked up their weapons and retreated behind the bunker. The yellow-skinned man ignored his sadness and took up the wooden warehouse to hide behind the bunker.

The originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the surroundings were filled with a strong smell of blood and a faint smell of gunpowder smoke.

The yellow-skinned man angrily lowered his voice and reprimanded: "What are you doing to eat? There are so many people on patrol, but you can't even notice that someone is lurking in?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his face changed again and again, and he asked, "Where is the patrol team led by Jill?"

The white-skinned man looked ugly: "I haven't come back yet, they are responsible for patrolling the east today."

He added: "Boss, in the west, south and north, when we patrolled, we searched all the places where people could hide, and we really didn't see anyone."

The yellow-skinned man's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He couldn't be more clear about what not coming back meant.

When the atmosphere became more and more tense, there was another rustling sound in the bushes, and a tall and straight figure slowly walked out.

The yellow-skinned man was sweating coldly on his tense forehead, pointed the wooden warehouse in his hand, and asked sharply, "Who are you? Why did you attack us!"

Fu Yanhe raised his eyes slightly, and in the darkness, he looked at the yellow-skinned man accurately, and his voice was calm and cold: "Where is the leader of the immortal organization?"

The yellow-skinned man's heart suddenly rose high.

Did you come to find the leader?This young man is the leader's enemy?

Who is he?

How did he find here?

Obviously they have wiped off all the traces!

The yellow-skinned man tried to calm down, and said, "Hey, buddy, you may have found the wrong place. We don't know the leader of any immortal organization."

"We are just a group of mercenaries who came to explore."

While speaking, the yellow-skinned man winked at his companion next to him.

The companion nodded in understanding, and prostrated himself on the ground to set up the wooden cang branch.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yanhe's cell phone in his pocket rang.

The crisp bells rang throughout the forest.

Fu Yanhe calmly took out his phone and clicked on it.

When he saw the content on the phone, his eyes that were originally as deep as ink suddenly burst into light.

The yellow-skinned man looked at Fu Yanhe's disregard for them, sneered inwardly, and raised his hand to make a gesture.

The companion who set up the wooden warehouse branch was just about to pull the trigger.

There was a sound of a wooden warehouse in the darkness, and the bullet precisely pierced through the forehead of his companion. He couldn't even hum, and lay limply on the ground without making a sound.

The yellow-skinned man's pupils shrank suddenly, his muscles tensed up, and he stood stiffly, not daring to move at all.

His movements were obviously so secretive, but he was still hit by a bullet.

This also made him realize that they might have been surrounded.

The yellow-skinned man looked at Fu Yanhe, horrified.

How many people did he bring? !

After getting what he wanted, Fu Yanhe didn't delay any longer, and ordered: "Get rid of them, let's go deeper."

The yellow-skinned man's eyes widened, and before he had time to ask for mercy, bullets from all directions pierced through their bodies.

In less than 10 minutes, all the people in the cabin were wiped out.

Fu Yanhe took out the map, calculated the fastest route on the map based on the location sent from the mobile phone, and rushed there immediately with his people.

Even if the shortest path was chosen, it would take a lot of time to rush across from the border of the forest.

Not to mention the various pitfalls to overcome along the way.

After driving for a day and a night, Fu Yanhe finally saw the looming white building in front of him.

Fu Yanhe led his men to dismantle the last trap, and said in a deep voice, "Set camp and rest first."

One party ordered his subordinates to set up camp, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, brought up a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him, and said worriedly: "Chief, do you want to sleep for a while?"

It has been two days since his wife disappeared.

Fu Yanhe also didn't close his eyes for two days.

They have been fighting fiercely for the past two days, and their nerves have been tense.

One side was a little worried that Fu Yanhe would not be able to hold on.

Fu Yanhe stood there silently, looking at the looming white building in front of him, his voice was a little hoarse: "She is still waiting for me."

Before he found Shen Yanhe, his nerves could not relax for a moment.

"But you can't break your body." One party persuaded: "We still have a tough battle to fight, if you don't rest well, if..."

The next words were not spoken by one party.

Fu Yanhe understood what he wanted to say, he raised his hand and squeezed the eyebrows that were tightly locked, and said in a low voice: "After setting up the camp, I will go to sleep, you arrange the night watchman."

One side nodded again and again: "Yes!"

Meanwhile, in the laboratory.

Shen Yanhe, who had recovered somewhat, sneaked out of the room while He Wenna was away.

She avoided the surveillance vigilantly all the way, and went directly to room a1.

She hid from the monitor, crouched in a remote corner, and knocked on the glass wall of room a1.

The young woman who was sleeping on the bed opened her eyes and sat up slowly.

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