"How could that happen? Our information is strictly confidential. How can anyone follow us in? "
"Maybe not with us..." The first man lowered his head and carefully recalled: "do you remember what I said to you? We have seen many marks on our way here. Those marks are fresh and new It must be someone who left a mark on these people behind... "
"Is it the man we're tracking?"
"No way!"
“…… No matter whether it is traced or not, as long as it is here, it must be for that thing. In this case, it is our enemy! "
The man immediately waved and called the man behind him.
"When you go down again, you must be careful. If you see the marks you saw before, you will destroy them."
Temporary will mark to erase the practice, a little temporary cramming helplessness.
But there's no way. It's the only thing they can do now.
"Remember, when you erase the marks, you must cover them with mud..."
Otherwise, the newly erased mark is a mark in itself in such an environment.
If you can make it old with mud, you may be able to confuse people and fish in troubled waters.
Otherwise, it is the fruit of the red fruit to guide the other side.
But there's no way. They can only try.
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under the swaying lantern, several people carefully looked at the traces on the tree trunk.
One of the men found something, frowned and lit the lantern to the ground.
"Guys, come and see..."
"What are you looking at?"
“…… Why are there so many footprints? "
"Yes, it looks like There must be at least several people! "
"It was agreed that there were only two people?"
“……”
The footprints on the ground are very disordered and confused. We can vaguely see the footprints of several men.
Some of us looked at each other, holding lanterns, you look at me, I see you, for a time no words.
It took a long time for someone to speak carefully.
"That Lao Zhang, among us, you and that girl have the most time. This matter What do you think? "
It was Ling Luoyu who was called an old accountant. He was also the one who promised to leave his mark.
The cashier looked at the footprints and scratched his head If you want me to say, we don't have a way back now. If we have come to this point, can we still turn back? "
Compared with those in black who wore uniform nightwear before, the clothes of these people can be said to be in a mess. What kind of clothes they wear are simply a miscellaneous army.
Swing up, the old account is the leader of this miscellaneous army.
"It's a bad thing to say. Even if we look back, we will die!"
He frowned and looked at the others.
"I think everyone, like me, was forced to take this road Now that I'm here, I'm sure I'm ready to die on the road. Anyway, I'm going to die. How can I die Isn't it a death? Just Just let it go on like this, maybe you will walk out of a way of life
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