C449 (1/2)

At night, it was hard for Deng Qi's eyes to see what was happening in the camp.

As if in a flash, the three sentinels died at the same time.

Lin Nan's shadow came out of the darkness. Before exposing his figure, even Deng Qi, who had been staring at him, didn't know where Lin Nan was hiding!

”It can't be a full-time assassin!”

Deng Qixin Yilin recalled that Lin Nan's extraordinary calmness these days was almost the same as those assassins without flesh and blood.

”One man assassinates a team. Maybe there's real hope.” Deng Qimou in the emergence of joy, Lin Nan's strong gave him great encouragement, if the annihilation of this team, get enough resources to support them for a long time!

If you have a map, it's much easier to escape from the desert or go to the military. You don't have to try your luck in the desert like a headless fly.

Camp on the other side.

Lin Nan looked around. There were three tents in total. The one in the middle was obviously big and luxurious. He went to release his divine sense and had better kill the officer without disturbing many people.

There are only two people in the big account.

They were all asleep, one man and one woman.

The man's appearance is very dignified, with a meticulous care of the square beard, the black handle of the pistol is exposed under the pillow, and the man is holding the samurai sword even when he is asleep.

The woman next to her has long black hair. She usually wears a military cap together. She has no makeup on her face and looks light and elegant. A tear mole on the side of her eye is like a natural ornament, which makes her more charming. In the army, there is no doubt that she belongs to a beautiful woman.

I don't know why, the woman named Fujiwara is a little restless.

Clearly thick tent isolated from the cold and sand, but she still has a kind of creepy feeling.

It's like standing naked on the ice and surrounded by polar bears. Even if you open your eyes and find there's nothing different in the tent, that kind of fear still lingers.

”Father, are you awake, too?”

Fujiwara turns her head and looks to the side in surprise.

Her father, Fujiwara Daiwa, kept his eyes open, keeping his muscles taut and ready to work.

She knew that her father was a master of martial arts at the top of xiaoyuanfeng. She was very sensitive to danger, which made Fujiwara nervous. Maybe what she felt all the time was not an illusion.

”Someone's coming.” Fujiwara stood up and dressed indifferently, holding the samurai sword in his hand.

This made fujihara puzzled: ”father, it's impossible, isn't it? As long as there is any wind and grass, the Sentinels outside can detect it. ”

Fujiwara Daiwa shook his head with a gloomy face: ”they can prevent jackals, but they can't stop lions.”

”Guests outside, come in.”

Beads of sweat appeared on Fujiwara's forehead.

He found that the whole tent had been blocked by a strange force, and no sound from here could be transmitted to the outside, which was why Fujiwara didn't immediately sound the alarm.

What's more, the other side's ostentatious announcement of their existence shows that they have great confidence and regard this small army as a prey in the cage.

Soon, under fujihara's frightened eyes, the tent curtain was lifted.

There are enemies outside. They killed three sentinels quietly!

The heavy fact that someone died outside made Fujiwara feel out of breath. When she flew to the desert of Africa, she had heard her father talk about the cruelty of war, but the three lives disappeared quietly. Fujiwara's heartache was endless.