“Hey, you’re enough, if you want me to submit, you should beat me, what kind of hand to Baichenxi, I’m afraid of pain.”

Xie Han must not watch Bai Chenxi being beaten by Batu, but he also understands what the consequences will be if he does it at this time.

Seriously, Xie Han asked himself that Batuu’s action was illogical, even a little strange, and it was more like a whim than a so-called plot.

Without knowing anything, trying to submit himself by hitting Bai Chenxi is itself a loophole.

“I can’t bear to hit you.”

Batu stopped his hand and bent over in front of Xie Han with red eyes, staring at him greedily, his face flushed.

It’s as if you’re admiring a peerless work.

At this moment, Xie Han suddenly discovered a secret, Batuu’s left neck should have been the position of the aorta, along the artery appeared a black blood vessel pattern, every time it appeared, Batu’s behavior was completely illogical.

When the blood vessel lines are in full bloom, it is like a blooming dahlia on the neck, which is strangely enchanting.

Xie Han was silent, he quickly looked back at the appearance of this dahlia, and always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

Dahlia… Tribe… Xie Han recalled in his mind that three years ago, while on a mission in Africa, he also discovered a totem of a dahlia, a hallucinogenic medicine produced by an unknown medical company…

Suddenly, Xie Han felt that he was caught in a great conspiracy, and there was no possibility of turning back.

“It’s too late.”

Xie Han thought, took out a pen from his pocket, pulled out the cap of the pen, pointed it at the sky, and fired a signal flare.

Five minutes later, Xie Han could hear the roar of the car from a long distance.

A wide variety of armored vehicles, luxury sports cars, extended Humvees, and even tanks, several completely different models were presented in a harmonious manner to the people of the Antagura tribe.

But all they could see was the exhaust of the convoy, and Batuu looked towards it in a daze.

“Xie Han, did you say this is here to pick you up?”

Bai Chenxi had never seen such a scene, and said stunnedly, the scene was so shocking that he almost forgot the pain in his body.

“Stop them for me, quick, that’s the enemy!”

Batu reacted and yelled at his own people.

Spears, earthen guns, and even climbing plows were used, and the people of this tribe seemed to be at odds with all modernization, and they rushed and laid all kinds of traps.

“Don’t kill.”

Xie Han ordered.

The leading man laughed at the demon, wearing a silver trench coat and holding a sniper rifle, standing on the roof of the armored car.

“Long time no see, Xie Han.”

His voice was magnetic and he winked at Xie Han.

“Lying groove, I’m really here to pick you up.”

Bai Chenxi thought that he couldn’t show weakness, barely supported his body to stand up, and found that there was an extra pair of hands next to him, and Xie Han supported him.

“Don’t pay attention to him, he likes to engage in such a big battle to scare people.”

Xie Han glanced at the man helplessly, after so many years, his habits have not changed at all.

“The injured friend, as a passer-by, I remind you, don’t underestimate Xie Han, I regretted not hugging his thigh properly, which is why I fell here.”

When the man heard this, he said more intensely.

Xie Han helped Bai Chenxi to the extended Humpy, “Less poor mouth, quickly treat him, that dog thing on the ground outside, it is of great use, take it away.” ”

Without the slightest polite order, the man muttered and agreed.


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