In front is a towering mountain, with clouds and mist above the mountainside. The scenery is pleasant, like a dream, and it looks very mysterious.

The reason why it seems very mysterious is that the mountains are surrounded by flowers, birds singing and fragrance, which is very different from the snowy scene around them, as if they are in two completely different seasons of spring and winter.

There are mine drilling rigs everywhere around the mountains, and the rumbling sounds are endless, but the sounds of these drilling rigs are all covered by the roar of four armed helicopters one after another.

Hundreds of Russian soldiers patrolled with guns, fixed posts, and mobile posts were everywhere. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was heaven and earth. It is even more difficult to fly in.

What made Song Xiaotian more depressed at this time was that except for the Russian soldiers, the other drilling workers were all Oriental, and based on their lip silence when they spoke, Song Xiaotian could also see that they were all Chinese.

What puzzled Song Xiaotian the most was that the upper half of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, could not even invade his remote view, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking it.

"Hu..." More than ten minutes later, Song Xiaotian sighed and opened his eyes.

"How is it?" Feng Er, who was standing beside him, couldn't wait to ask.

Everyone around them also looked at Song Xiaotian with anticipation, and everyone wanted to know what was going on inside.

"It seems like a mining area inside!" Song Xiaotian shook his head: "It seems that all those mining people are Chinese..."

"Chinese?" Feng Er exclaimed: "Did those Russians arrest our compatriots and come here to mine for them as slaves?"

"Are there still many people holding whips to suck them behind?" Ruyi said excitedly: "Let's go and save them quickly?" She doesn't have such a good Bodhisattva heart. She is not thinking about her compatriots now.

Suffering and suffering can lead to a powerful murder in a hero and a hero who can be a hero.

"You've watched too many movies?" Ye Ziheng looked at Ruyi and looked at Song Xiaotian again: "From you see, what's going on?"

"According to my observation, I think those Russians seem to be here to protect the Chinese who are mining, but this situation does not seem to be as simple as mining. Is there any mine that needs so many troops to protect? Besides, how could Russians be able to do it?

So kind to protect us Chinese people from mining here?" Song Xiaotiandao.

"From my opinion, they must have been forced!" Jixiang said.

"Yes, Master said to us that when you see injustice, you should draw your sword to help. Let's go and save them quickly?" Ruyi shouted with a blushing face: "Kill all the Russians..."

"No!" Song Xiaotian interrupted Ruyi's words: "They are regular Russian soldiers. They are no better than those mercenaries. All of them are illegal. If they kill them, they will be killed. But if we kill these regular soldiers, we will have to.

It’s impossible to trigger a world war!”

"What should I do?" Ruyi pouted.

"Wait here first, and I'll sneak in and take a look when it gets dark!" Song Xiaotian said.

"Hehe... OK, we'll go in when it's dark!" Jixiang said happily.

"You don't even think about going in when it's dark!" Song Xiaotian looked at Jixiangruyi.

"Ah..." the two girls exclaimed with a frown.

...

Everyone waited around and finally waited until dark.

Song Xiaotian and the old man with the blonde rushed towards a dense forest in front of him. The two of them were like ghosts in the darkness, and disappeared in just a few flashes.

The reason why Song Xiaotian brought the blonde old man was because he was not only a strong assistant to him, but the blonde old man was now in a state of fake death, but his fake death was controlled by Song Xiaotian's telepathy.

It was formed below. Once Song Xiaotian was too far away from him and telepathy was lost, he could wake up at any time.

Therefore, Song Xiaotian has to take him with him even when he goes to the toilet. This telepathy is not like remote vision. Telepathy uses willpower, that is, mental power. The closer the distance, the better the effect. If you are far away, not only will your mental power be wasted, but the effect will also be

It's not that good, especially the top master like the blond old man, Song Xiaotian dared not be careless at all.

If the blonde old man hadn't been chasing Song Xiaotian for continuous use of super body techniques, which caused his vitality to be severely damaged and his energy was exhausted, which caused him to fall from the tree and faint, Song Xiaotian would not have dared to perform telepathy on him.

Since controlling the blonde old man, Song Xiaotian can directly control his body through the mental power left in his brain, and can also direct him to use the blonde old man's own skills to attack by controlling his brain. In fact, now

The blonde old man was like a clone of Song Xiaotian, but this clone needed his mental power to control it.

Song Xiaotian's wind shadow steps were very fast, and the blonde old man's body movement was comparable to his. The two of them quickly avoided several guard posts and arrived at the mining area safely.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening. The miners who had worked hard for a long time all went into the tent to rest, but there was still light in one tent.

It was quiet around, only the generator was roaring continuously, and the armed helicopters stopped cruising. Song Xiaotian knew that this was because at night they turned on the high-voltage electricity on the outer iron fence, and ordinary people rushed in rashly.

If you come, you will definitely die.

Song Xiaotian and the blonde old man flew from the big trees around him, one by one, and then they passed the high voltage electricity.

Looking at the tent ahead, Song Xiaotian used a remote look to see what was going on.

There were four burly men in coats at the door of the tent, and there were four burly men and two middle-aged men.

Four big men stood behind one of the middle-aged men. The middle-aged man's face was dirty and he could hardly see his face. The middle-aged man opposite him was wearing a suit and tidy dress.

At that time, the two middle-aged men were talking about something.

There was a camp bed and an office desk in the room. There were no big items except for the two stools and a square table where the two middle-aged men were sitting at this time.

The huge tent seemed a little empty and monotonous. Slowly, Song Xiaotian's gaze gradually changed to the faces of the two middle-aged men, because the middle-aged man with dirty faces looked familiar.

"I think I've seen it somewhere?" Song Xiaotian felt a little confused.

After changing the angle again and looking at it carefully for a while, Song Xiaotian suddenly opened his mouth wide: "Fourth Senior Brother?"

That's right, after a careful look, Song Xiaotian finally found that the middle-aged man turned out to be his fourth senior brother Zhang Tianqiao.

For a moment, he couldn't figure out why Zhang Tianqiao appeared here, and it didn't seem so good.

"Bang..."

Just then, Song Xiaotian saw the middle-aged man opposite Zhang Tianqiao suddenly stood up and slapped the table hard: "Zhang Tianqiao, don't be ungrateful!"

"Hmph..." Zhang Tianqiao looked at the middle-aged man opposite with contempt: "What else can you do to kill me?"
Chapter completed!