Zhao Lingjun's first reaction was to help Meng Xue up immediately, but what made Zhao Lingjun relieved was that Meng Xue was not injured.

"Your girlfriend is quite unique. She jumped down without pushing her." Zhao Lingjun just stood up with Meng Xue, and the fat man and the tall man also jumped off the bridge. After landing, the tall man couldn't help but say this to Zhao Lingjun.

"It's okay, fellow villager." The fat man still smiled at Zhao Lingjun and said, "Let's go with me."

***

It is early summer now, and the weeds on the river bank are growing like crazy, more than half a person tall.

Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue followed the fat man and walked through the weeds that were more than half a person tall. Behind the two were tall men carrying two bags.

The soil on the river bank was very wet. Every time Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue took a few steps, they would accidentally step into a mud pit. So before long, Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue's shoes were already covered in mud. The lower half of the pants of the two people were all wet, tightly pressing on the calves of the two people. Every step he took was like a monster licking the legs of the two people with his cold tongue, which was particularly uncomfortable.

But the most uncomfortable thing is the feeling of cutting weeds on people. Because of the stuffy weather, Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue were wearing short-sleeved clothes. When they walked through the weeds, when the two of them touched the weeds outside, they seemed to be cutting them by some small blades, which was painful and itchy.

Not long after leaving, Zhao Lingjun saw countless blood marks cut from Meng Xue's snow-white arm.

As soon as he saw the bloody marks on Meng Xue's arm and the painful expression on Meng Xue's face, Zhao Lingjun felt a heartache for no reason.

"Even if I fight to die, I will protect Meng Xue." Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but think in his heart.

***

After walking on the weedy bank of the river for nearly an hour, when Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue were almost unable to support their physical strength and willpower, Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue saw several bungalows on the bank of the river.

The fat man smiled and pointed out the bungalows built with stone pieces, just like a temporary bungalow built by a duck and geese by the river and said to Zhao Lingjun, "Membersman, we are here."

"Why did they bring us here?"

When Zhao Lingjun was pushed into the largest bungalow among the bungalows by a tall man, he was full of questions.

But at this time, Zhao Lingjun heard the fat man ask the tall man: "How long will it take for them to get here?"

"It will take about half an hour." The tall man looked at his watch and said to the fat man.

As soon as he heard the conversation between the tall man and the fat man, Zhao Lingjun suddenly realized that this place was either a transaction place that Fat Man and others had agreed to have with others in advance, or a meeting place that Fat Man and the tall man and two other short men who attracted the attention of the police and the thin man.

As soon as he understood this, Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but look carefully at every corner of the bungalow.

There is almost nothing in this bungalow except for a stove for cooking. It seems that this is indeed a temporary building built by some fishermen fishing by the river or ducks and geese. On the ground near the window, a thick layer of dry firewood and hay is laid. It seems that people who lived here used to regard it as a bed.

"Damn it, it's quite comfortable." The tall man threw two bags onto the stove, then sat on the thick hay and took off his muddy boots.

Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue looked at each other, and they also wanted to take off their shoes covered with mud and take a break, but the two of them didn't know what the two of them wanted to bring them to this place.

"Haha." When Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue were standing and didn't know what to do, the fat man smiled and said. "This time, thanks to fellow villagers, you have pointed us in the way, so we did things so smoothly."

"Since you are a fellow villager, then you are still treating me like this?" Zhao Lingjun finally couldn't help it at this time. Zhao Lingjun made up his mind and finally said everything he wanted to say. "Now you are safe, it's time to let us go."

"Don't be anxious." The fat man's face still had a Maitreya Buddha expression, "We agreed to have a good chat. We haven't introduced ourselves yet. You have sent us all the way, so we should get to know each other."

"His name is Gao Jun." The fat man didn't care whether Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue were interested or not, and clicked on the tall man who sat there and took off his boots and hung his feet there. "He used to be a martial arts champion in Guangdong and Guangxi. If he fought alone, even the fighting coach of the special forces was not his opponent. His usual hobby was to find people to fight and seek excitement."

After hearing the fat man's first words, Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue couldn't help but feel cold all over.

At this time, Zhao Lingjun remembered the scene of a tall man dragging the bodies of four women with both hands and kicking the bald man away with one foot. Zhao Lingjun felt that the fat man was not talking big.

"The thin man you have ever seen with a modified sniper rifle is called Heizi." The fat man didn't care about Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue, and continued to say. "He used to retreat from the special forces and later joined mercenaries abroad. His hobby is to kill people, especially to kill some masters who use guns."

"And that short man, his name is Li Hao. He is a blasting expert. He grew up in an arsenal that specializes in making grenades. The grenades and smoke bombs he made are better than the best goods on the black market. His hobbies are more vulgar, and he likes money."

The fat man still smiled and said to Zhao Lingjun, but as Zhao Lingjun listened, his heart slowly sank to the bottom.

Zhao Lingjun's heart sank, not because the people mentioned by Fatty are extraordinary people. Zhao Lingjun had already seen these people's power when they were in Qili Lane. Zhao Lingjun's heart sank, not because Zhao Lingjun felt that Fatty had told him too much.

Zhao Lingjun felt that if he was a bandit and if someone knew a lot about him, he would definitely not let him go.

Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but look at Meng Xue.

Meng Xue's eyes were already full of horror.

At this time, the fat man still smiled and continued.
Chapter completed!