A few kilometers away from Allen's convoy, three flying cars were moving at an even speed. On the first flying car, there were two modified turrets. There was a soldier sitting on the turret on the left. He leaned back in his seat, as if he was asleep. He revealed an unguarded posture and maintained it for almost twenty minutes. The soldier moved, as if he had woken up. He stretched and took off his tactical helmet.
Under the helmet was the face of a middle-aged man.
Toure!
No one would have thought that the patriarch of a clan would actually sit in the turret like a soldier. If it wasn't for those who knew Toure, who would have thought that this man, who wore a rough uniform and ordinary armor, who looked like the lowest soldier, would actually be Toure?
Toure believed that many people wouldn't be able to guess.
He sat in his seat and muttered, "Damn it, I didn't fall for it. Allen's subordinates are really good, but unfortunately, they can't be used by me. "
Killing intent flashed through Toure's eyes.
He put on his helmet again, slowly climbed down the turret, and got into the back of the flying car. There were a few people sitting in the armored carriage. As soon as they saw Toure enter, someone stood up and said, "Big brother, how is it?"
"I've been busy for nothing." Toure threw the helmet at him. "Allen is cautious. The scouting net is so wide. We're at least five or six kilometers away from each other, but we've still been discovered. "
"Then didn't the other party discover us?" The person who caught Toure's helmet was called Wood, Toure's younger brother. His figure was far less sturdy than Toure's, and he even looked a little sick, "Why don't we give up this operation?"
Immediately, a few sneers sounded in the car.
The sneers came from the last three people in the carriage. The two men and one woman were also dressed as soldiers, but the aura on their bodies was clearly not something an ordinary soldier could compare to. Toure glanced at them and then glared at Wood, "How can there be such a child's play? So what if Allen finds out? We're just three unmarked flying cars in his eyes. He won't guess that it's me, and even if he does, it doesn't matter. Unless he immediately gives up the mission and returns to the stronghold, the plan can continue. "
"But in that case, wouldn't he be able to make early preparations?" Wood said with a worried expression.
"Let him get ready." Toure said with a sinister expression, "No matter what, we have to kill him this time. Right now, we only have three flying cars on the surface, but in secret, I have already deployed an army to guard the road he must pass through on his way back. When he completes his mission and there's no interference from the Federation Army, that's when we make our move. "
"Isn't it just a kid who injured Hamm? Big Brother, is there a need to make such a big fuss?"
Toure sat down and snorted, "What do you know? This time, he dealt with Allen not only because he injured Hamm. Have you forgotten that he defeated an Earl of Adahua Planet earlier? Allen, the kid, had already become the new star of Beth Cod, and if he couldn't be destroyed before his climate. Before long, it would be very difficult to suppress him. At that time, only the people from the three great clans would have the strength to do so, but at that time, the price to destroy Allen would be too great. "Those big shots might not be willing to do so, so now is an opportunity!"
Toure clenched his hand and said, "You saw it, when I sent out an invitation to kill Allen together." Not only did the Alexandrian Clan respond immediately, even the Grant Clan sent an expert over. This means that Allen has indeed become a threat, understand? Besides, through this cooperation, we can get closer to these two families. The Alexandrian Clan is fine, but the Grant Clan is a wealthy clan. "If you get involved with a wealthy family and use your strength to pressure them, do you think Old Kate will dare not to marry his precious granddaughter?"
"Hey, even if Hamm is crippled in the future, I want that bitch Adele to serve my son for the rest of her life!"
At this moment, someone coughed dryly, but a burly man sitting behind the carriage stood up. He was very tall and sturdy, and his body was as sturdy as a mountain, giving off a sense of strength. He had short hair that was less than a centimeter long, and each muscle on his arms was the size of a child's head. When he walked forward, the entire flying car was shaking, causing Toure to frown.
"Mr. Toure, where exactly are we going to intercept that brat Allen? I don't want to stay in this tin can any longer. It's suffocating me to death! "The burly man spoke in a muffled voice, but even Toure felt a stab of pain from his aura.
This strong man was an expert sent by the Grant Clan. He had no name, only a nickname "Iron Teeth". I heard that the young man had overestimated his abilities to challenge a fellow stronger than him, and in the end, his entire tooth was shattered. Afterwards, he inserted a mouthful of iron teeth and waited until he was strong enough to take revenge. In the end, he used this mouthful of iron teeth to bite open that person's throat.
This is a mad dog.
Mad dogs always struck fear in people. More importantly, Iron Teeth was a mad bulldog. If he wasn't careful, even his allies would be injured. Although his strength was only equivalent to that of a colonel in the Federation, he was the one Toure didn't want to provoke the most among the three foreign aid personnel.
Toure laughed dryly, "You have to be patient, Mr. Iron Teeth. I promise I'll let you fight to your heart's content. "
Tie Ya grinned. Sure enough, there were two rows of green metal teeth under his lips. He said, "Leave that Allen to me. I'm going to bite his throat."
Beside him, Wood touched his neck unnaturally. Tie Ya looked at him and said, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you. If I bite you, I'm afraid I'll get sick like you. "
He laughed loudly and left, causing the other man and woman to frown.
The man and woman were from the Alexandrian family, brother and sister. Brother Logan was good at using a single sword. I heard that his sword was so fast that it could cut through falling leaves. Her younger sister, Finley, was good at using all kinds of ice-type abilities. Not only could she play a supporting role, but she was also a terrifying killing god when necessary. When Toure looked at the two siblings, his gaze fell on Finley more often. He didn't know if it was because he had been using ice-type Origin Energy for many years, but Finley's skin was as white as ice and snow. Especially her pair of legs that were exposed from under her narrow skirt. Those white thighs simply made people want to pounce on them and kiss them wildly.
Toure was no exception. He swallowed his saliva and considered whether he should ask Maine to give the girl to him after the operation was over. If he could have sex with such a woman every night, it would be a rare enjoyment.
The people in the car had their own thoughts and were all waiting for the finish line to arrive.
Just as the sun was about to set on the horizon, Allen finally saw Gao Shan City. This was a city built on a mountain rock. From afar, the city seemed to be surrounded by a purple cloud. Of course, it wasn't a purple cloud, but a kind of yew unique to the Garden of Eden. Yew is somewhat similar to Earth's fir. Their trees are tall and strong, and they can be hundreds of years old. They require very little water, and their leaves are a dreamy purple color.
The yew trees all over the city, their light purple, light purple, dark purple, purple-blue, and purple-red branches and leaves of different colors, seemed to have put on a purple crown for the city, and also seemed to have woven a dreamy and beautiful purple cloud. It was precisely because of these special fir trees that the city was named Gao Shan.
Now that half of Gao Shan City had fallen into the hands of the Hulma people, when the convoy arrived at the west gate of the city, they could vaguely hear gunshots coming from time to time.
When Allen and his group arrived at Gao Shan City, Rice slowly walked up a mountain in a mountainous area five hundred kilometers away from the control area. This was the rendezvous point he had agreed to with Dawn. As soon as he came up, he heard gasps of breath, both men and women. There was a bonfire burning there. Two men and a bald woman were fighting fiercely. Colonel Dawn was beside them. Sitting on a low rock, biting a cigar in his mouth, he looked at the intense scene with a smile on his face.
'"I thought I was perverted enough. I didn't expect you to be even more perverted than me, Dawn. Is it really good for your adjutant to entertain so many people? If she doesn't have any strength, how can she carry out her mission? "
When Dawn heard this, the smile on his face disappeared. He turned around and saw Rice standing not far away. The bloody sunset landed on his body, as if Rice's entire body was constantly gushing out blood energy. Waves of red light surged over, causing the men and women who were working on the camp to feel a chill run down their spines. Then, the flames in their hearts became less intense.
The two men symbolically twitched a few more times in Maria's body before withdrawing. He hurriedly put on the clothes beside him and exposed his naked body to Bloodthirsty Rice's eyes. It was as if several sharp blades were constantly gently slicing through his body.
Maria was not in a hurry to put on her clothes. When Rice walked over, she crawled over. He hugged Rice's feet and rubbed his face between the colonel's legs. A low growl came from her mouth, and Maria said in a hoarse voice, "If you like, I can do it for you until I die of exhaustion."
Rice bent down with a smile and reached out to shake Maria's left peak. The woman stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. She reached out to hold Rice's face and opened her mouth to kiss him. Suddenly, his vision darkened and his head swayed wildly. By the time he reacted, his face was already at Rice's feet. His face was burning with pain. It turned out that he had been slapped to the ground by Rice. The colonel shook his hand calmly and said, "Save it, you dirty bitch. Instead of doing it with you, I might as well go rape a corpse. Only a perverted guy like Twain would be willing to insert himself into your thing that god knows how many people have used. "
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