Lin Qingwan passes through the jungle like a ghost. In front of him is the jade mine. Although it is late at night, there are still many men in camouflage clothes on patrol. She tried to avoid the light and flashed through the darkness everywhere.
At the moment, the workers in the jade mine are still digging the jade inside. When they come up from the bottom, they are full of hot sweat.
"Come on, don't be lazy!" A man in camouflage clothes whipped the whip on a worker, and a blood mark appeared on the worker's back.
The workers dare to be angry and dare not speak, biting their teeth, they unloaded the stones in the car to the open space, and walked wearily into the jade mine again.
Lin Qingwan had only one purpose. She ran to the tent in front of her. There was a faint light inside. She approached quickly. However, when she was close to the tent door, several camouflage men walked by the door. Some people even keenly noticed a trace of unusual and looked at Lin Qingwan's direction.
Lin Qingwan quickly put her body close to a tree behind her, and the whole person was hidden in the dark. The eyes of inquiry constantly swept around. Lin Qingwan pressed her breath to the lowest level. It was like a hard stone.
Finally, her eyes moved away, and Lin Qingwan was slightly relieved. When the men in camouflage clothes went far away, she came out from under the tree.
Step by step close to the tent, slightly opened a corner, looked inside, did not find any special circumstances, a flash into the tent.
The tent is full of daily necessities. This is the food supply for the people here. There is a bed at the end of the tent, and there is a person lying on his side inside. Because the whole person is covered in the quilt, he can only judge from his body shape. It should be a man, but it is not their general. Marseille is not clear.
Lin Qingwan's eyes narrowed and approached step by step. Her hand crossed her waist and a silver needle appeared in her hand. Foot speed to the extreme, hands like lightning out.
But when her hand touched the quilt, her heart was suddenly alarmed. It was empty under the quilt. There was no one at all. She just put a few bags in it.
I don't know what kind of mechanism these bags are connected to. Suddenly, the bell on the top of the tent rings, as if to tear the night apart.
No, it's a trick!
An idea flashed through her mind and she turned and ran out of the tent.
Marseille seemed to be worried that someone would come to attack in the middle of the night. He had already prepared for it and was waiting to catch a turtle in a jar.
Just ran out a few steps, only to see the tent door opened from the outside, a group of camouflage men rushed in from the outside.
They were slightly surprised at the moment when they saw Lin Qingwan. They didn't expect that there was just a person coming. Because Lin Qingwan had a veil on her face, she couldn't see her face clearly, but from her figure, she could tell that she was a woman.
Lin Qingwan is also looking at the opposite people, did not see the shadow of Marseilles, which let her heart slightly sink a bit.
"Who is coming?" A man in camouflage suit like an adjutant stepped forward, took off his white gloves and looked at Lin Qingwan again. "Take off the veil from my face!"
"Let Marseilles come out to see me?" Lin Qingwan's tone is calm, with a bit of evil spirit.
"Want to see our general? Oh, who do you think you are The adjutant sneered coldly: "our general is so busy, how can we be here? But before he left, he guessed that some people would be upset, and so it was
Lin Qingwan's face became colder and colder. Marseille was much more cautious than before. Without him, her deterrence would be greatly weakened. If she pretended to be herself, no one would be afraid of her.
Because she was too far away from them.
The adjutant scanned the tent again and determined that Lin Qingwan was the only one. His smile grew deeper and deeper. "It seems that he is still here to die. I'd like to see what kind of face is hidden under this veil. How dare he be?"
"Presumptuous!" When the adjutant was about to come over, Lin Qingwan suddenly yelled, "Zhao Quanshui, I think you don't want to live!"
The adjutant was stunned for a moment, "do you know me?"
Lin Qingwan said with a cold smile, "what do you say? Zhao Quanshui, do you remember who cut off your thumb? "
Zhao Quanshui's right hand suddenly contracted, and his heart jumped wildly. There was a thumb missing from his palm. As for what reason it was missing, almost no one knew.
"You are..." Fear flashed in Zhao Quanshui's eyes, and he looked at Lin Qingwan several times. A terrible sense of familiarity haunted him. He swallowed his saliva and cried, "no, you can't be her. She has already died!"
His thumb was cut off by Lin Qingwan of the previous life. He was a servant of Lin Qingwan's side. He bullied others outside. He was discovered by Lin Qingwan, and cut off his thumb directly. He thought that he had worked in the blue family for many years, but he just drove out of the blue family.
When Lin Qingwan saw his palm just now, he remembered the past and studied it carefully. Then he was sure that the adjutant in front of him was Zhao Quanshui.
Unexpectedly, her former servant became an adjutant of Marseilles. Indeed, birds of a feather flock together. Two treacherous people got together."I'm dead?" Lin Qingwan's eyes were like the blade of a knife, and her whole body was full of a terrible breath. She took the initiative to approach Zhao Quanshui and said, "if I die, who am I now?"
Her words every word, full of the spirit of killing, let Zhao Quanshui heart shocked, subconsciously backward.
My heart was full of fear for the previous things, and suddenly someone came out and said it was the man. His heart was even more scared and his face turned white.
"No way. They say she's dead. She can't be alive." Zhao Quanshui mumbled his lips, as if to give himself courage, Lin Qingwan suddenly summoned up the courage to shout: "you are pretending to be her, if you let the blue family know, you will not have a good end."
People around camouflage clothes are a little confused, don't know what their deputy is talking about. The woman in front of her is just a person. Is it necessary to be so afraid?
They all carry long guns in their hands and need to be afraid of her. As long as the gun rings, they can beat her into a sieve.
"Blue house? Am I not the blue family? " After Lin Qingwan finished speaking, he stopped talking and kept staring at Zhao Quanshui.
Zhao's blue trousers were like the feeling that he was more and more likely to treat people in front of him.
He forced himself to calm down. Yes, he had so many brothers, so many guns, and was afraid of her, a woman?
But the more you think about it, the more uneasy I feel. If it's really that woman, she can take the top rank from thousands of miles away, not to mention a dozen or so people here.
"Take off your veil. If you are really her, I will kneel down to make amends for you. If not, you can't come out of this door today."
Although Zhang Quanshui was afraid, he did not lose the last trace of reason. He pulled out the gun from his waist and yelled in a loud voice.
However, as soon as his voice dropped, he saw a silver needle flying, without giving him any time to react. The silver needle was stuck in his hand, which was to be pulled out with the gun.
The feeling of crispy numbness swam up the wrist quickly. Half of the body was shaking like wind. Ten thousand ants were biting in the bone, which made him fall to the ground.
As soon as someone saw that his adjutant was attacked, he raised the muzzle of his gun and was ready to pull the trigger at Lin Qingwan. Several silver needles flew away, and several people fell to the ground at the same time.
This instant change, let a lot of people are surprised on the spot, the ground Zhao Quanshui is more shocked, can't be wrong, she is her!
This flying needle, there is no second person in the world!
He has been around her for many years, and has seen her ability to kill people with flying needles. Just now he was merciful to him, so he did not hurt his life. If he angered her again, the next silver needle might be his throat.
"Stop it, stop it!" He got up and yelled in panic.