Song Xian protected Qiao Tianyu, turned around and left.

This is a critical moment of life and death, not a time to show off as a hero. He cannot get together with Zhuang Lan for the sake of Zhuang Lan. Especially, he cannot let Qiao Tianyu be harmed in any way!

Qiao Tianyu glanced at Zhuang Lan with a heavy expression, followed Song Xian closely, and left the place of right and wrong.

She was not sure of victory, nor did she want Song Xian to put himself in danger!

Zhuang Lan felt a little bitter when he saw the two people disappearing into the woods very quickly. But he also understood that after all, they were not related to him, so it was commendable that they could brave the dangers and come here to find him.

He can't let others die for him, right?

At this time, the three masked men had arrived on the hillside.

They were condescending and pointed their weapons at Zhuang Lan.

Zhuang Lan stood in front of them manly at this time and said coldly: "Since you want to kill me, let me die clearly. Tell me, who wants my life?"

Three masked men, the one in the middle is the tallest and burliest.

He said angrily: "I can't answer this question for you. You'd better go down and ask the Lord of Hell!"

As he spoke, he raised his weapon and was about to take action.

Zhuang Lan quickly asked again: "Are you and the two people from Nanxing Club the same group?"

The burly man snorted: "We don't know those two idiots!"

Zhuang Lan's heart skipped a beat, but she immediately understood that the people behind these three people should be the same person as those from Nanxing Club.

He heard that the tasks of the Nanxing Club were top secret and hierarchical.

Presumably the first three people were at the lowest level.

If he escaped from the hands of those three people, they would definitely report it to their superiors and request reinforcements.

Then these three people are most likely the reinforcements of those three people.

In other words, the people behind the scenes must want him dead!

After thinking about this, Zhuang Lan felt a chill in his heart.

It would be meaningless if he died like this, and his child was about to be born. How could he leave their orphans and widows behind?

Having seen too much filth, they were his last warmth in this world!

However, how could he survive the hands of these three men when he was unarmed?

He sighed in frustration and said: "I understand! Brothers, it's hard for you too. You came to this deep mountain and forest for me.

I've been hungry for three days and can't run anymore, so I don't need the three of you to mobilize forces like this. After all, if you leave too many clues, it will be a trouble for you in the future."

The three masked men rolled their eyes and looked at him.

A shorter man cursed: "Why do you talk so much nonsense? What are you talking about? You'd better die early and transcend!"

Zhuang Lan quickly said: "Brother, I respect you as a man, can't you give me two more minutes?"

The three masked men rolled their eyes together and looked at him like idiots.

Is there any use in giving him two more minutes?

The three people raised their weapons at the same time with a tacit understanding and aimed at Zhuang Lan.

The next second, Zhuang Lan will be riddled with wounds.

Zhuang Lan quickly waved his hands and said: "Three eldest brothers, why bother to mobilize the troops? Just choose one of you three to send me on my way. In addition, let me go with a little dignity, okay?"

As he spoke, he raised his hands and approached a large tree with a diameter of thirty centimeters: "I'll be under this tree!"

The three masked men were impatient.

The burly man said to the short man: "Lao San, go and deal with him!"

The short man agreed, walked towards Zhuang Lan, stopped three meters away from him, and said coldly: "Boy, remember, it was the Third Master who sent you on your last journey!"


Chapter completed!