Chapter 3897
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Seven camouflaged figures passed through the dense forest, also fighting for the heavy responsibility on their shoulders.
At this time, it was the Spring Festival in China. The special forces of the Xue Yu team were following closely behind their captain. They carried steel guns and risked their lives. The Light of the Homes was behind them, and their existence was only to protect the Light of the Homes.
Xia Jinyuan, who was moving forward, knew that his comrades must be following closely behind him. Therefore, whenever Luke wanted to stop and rest before continuing, he would urge him. In the end, Luke even thought that there might be Chinese armed police chasing after them.
However, when they came out of the dense forest, the mobile phone finally had a signal, but Luke did not see the appearance of the Chinese armed police.
Xia Jinyuan did not give him time to catch his breath and asked him to hurry up and contact Cobra.
"I really admire you, Xia. We started running yesterday afternoon, and now …" Luke looked at the time on his phone. It was already 12 noon the next day. "It's 12 noon now. We've been running for a long time. Really, Xia, listen to me. We really need to have a good rest before we talk again."
Resting for a while would delay the time of his comrades behind him. Xia Jinyuan coldly looked at Luke, who had lowered his vigilance after entering Myanmar, and said without any room for negotiation, "Aren't you worried that Qin Maung Sein is plotting against Mr. Cobra?"
Her words reminded Luke, and it also made Luke's eyes darken. He lowered his eyes and shrugged helplessly. "Alright, you reminded me. That's right, we do need to return to Mr. Cobra's side as soon as possible. If something happens to Mr. Cobra, I think all of us... will not be able to leave Myanmar. "
After coming out of the dense forest, Luke called Cobra, who represented darkness. While he was talking to Cobra, Xia Jinyuan made a mark in a hidden place. This time, the mark was a little complicated. It was composed of pictures, and other than his comrades in the Snowfield Brigade who could understand it, no one else could guess what it meant.
This was to tell his comrades behind him that they were about to leave by means of transport, and their destination was the same.
A few hours ago, Cobra returned to a nearby village from the Myanmar army. When he came back, the sky was just turning bright. Knowing that he was plotted against by Qin Maung Sein, Cobra did not rest. Instead, he carried the drawing board that he always carried everywhere and placed it in front of the village and began to paint.
Cobra was good at ink painting, and each ink painting was quite beautiful. However, people who knew him well knew that he only painted when he was in a bad mood...
.... Now, his bodyguards knew that their boss was in a very bad mood, so it was best not to go and cause trouble. Even his trusted bodyguards did not dare disturb him..
........... Cobra............... and Xia.... and they were now safely in Myanmar's territory, and there were no armed police officers following them..........
Cobra, who was concentrating on painting, heard the bodyguard talking in a low voice. He knew that his two capable subordinates had exhausted all their strength to escape from China's territory. With a slightly gloomy expression, he signaled the bodyguard who was talking to Luke to pass him the phone.
When Luke heard Cobra's voice, he first greeted him and then asked if Cobra had time to listen to what he wanted to say next.
Cobra, who was holding a brush in one hand, used watercolor to outline the mountains and rivers. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "Of course, what do you want to tell me?"
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