The time difference between China and the Amazon jungle is 11 hours And when Xiangjiang was still in darkness, in the Amazon jungle, it was exactly noon.
The fiery sunshine shines in the dense jungle, scattered and sparse.
At this moment, in a thick patch of grass, a dark green figure lurked inside.
This figure is like a cheetah about to hunt its prey, lying quietly on the ground, motionless His eyes were staring straight ahead through the messy branches.
There, there was a group of five blond and blue-eyed Americans.
These five Americans looked extremely nervous, and each of them held an AK47 in their hands.
However, even so, they were facing a formidable enemy, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
"Where the hell is that Chinese hiding?"
An American wiped the sweat from his forehead, his expression was tense, and there was a faint hint of fear.
The other person did the same thing.
At this moment, he said to the leader next to him: "Boss, if we can't find that person again, let's run away quickly.
Four of the 48 killers in our SAS organization were killed by that guy, and only five of us are left."
This man's words also aroused the approval of other companions, and they were all horrified: "I think we should not take revenge, otherwise we will anger the Balrog and we will all die here."
Balrog That is a taboo name in the Amazon jungle.
It used to be a mercenary group of more than thirty people, but now there are only four Balrogs left here, training a group of Chinese elites.
And the one who killed the four assassins of their organization was a thin Chinese man among the elites.
Hearing the mention of Balrog by his subordinates, the leader of the Americans was also agitated.
He glanced at the surrounding trees angrily, and then suddenly pulled the trigger.
Da da da The gunfire sounded like thunder, and the surrounding trees and grass were swept away, and the remaining branches and leaves continued to fall down.
And after seeing that there was still no sign of the damn Chinese, the first American waved his hand with a face full of reluctance: "Let's get out of here" After saying that, these five people immediately wanted to escape from this place.
But just as they turned around, everyone felt like the hairs on their bodies were exploding, as if a giant python was targeting them.
"Damn" The five people immediately realized something was wrong.
They turned their palms and swept the AK47s around them.
However, before they put their fingers on the trigger, they saw five cold lights flashing in front of their eyes, and then they saw a line of blood suddenly appear on the necks of these five people.
puff The scarlet blood spurted out violently down their necks, and their faces shone with intense disbelief and horror: "Hand of God Baker" “Finally it worked” A thin young man was standing in the jungle at the moment, looking at the five American corpses on the ground, his expression full of excitement. three months In the blink of an eye, they have been living in the Amazon jungle for three months In these three months, he can be said to have completed the most important transformation in his life.
When he first came here, he was almost tortured to the point of collapse by the harsh environment in the jungle before him.
He watched his companions die one by one, whether they died in the mouths of wild beasts or under the guns of mercenary killers.
Or die from exhaustion in the devil's training Death after death is constantly stimulating his nerves.
Let him slowly stop being afraid and slowly become strong From a weak scholar to a new generation of jungle king Hand of God Baker, a name destined to shock the world in the future "Brother Li will be fine.
He is a devil and a legend.
He will be fine."
Baker seemed to have thought of something, his expression was full of enthusiasm and sadness.
Without Li Feng, there would be no Baker today.
It was Li Feng who sent him here despite all the objections.
Otherwise, he will still be a little minion living in Baiyang, a child hiding under the wings of Master Qi who will never grow up.
And similarly, his God's Hand Baker did not disappoint Li Feng's expectations.
"If something really happens to Brother Li, no matter who the murderer is, our Blood Wind Society must make him pay with his blood."
Baker's temperament has changed so much.
If he was like a docile little sheep before, now he is like a ferocious tiger in his bones, about to come out of the cage and bite people.
Woo At this moment, a trumpet sounded, causing Baker's face to change slightly.
"Assembly call, why did the instructor send out the assembly call?
Did something happen?"
Baker's brows furrowed, but he didn't hesitate at all.
He flashed like a cheetah and sprinted through the jungle.
When he ran for more than ten miles in one breath, dodging countless traps and cages with deft skill, Baker finally stopped at a camp covered by vines.
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At this moment, fifty or sixty people have arrived in front of the camp.
Each of these people has bronzed skin, their muscles are tight and scarred, and they are extremely strong and vicious.
And when they saw Baker coming, they all said hello cordially.
"Beck, I heard that you slaughtered all the SAS organizations.
You are so awesome."
"Yes, when we were in the Seven Kills Gang, you were just a coward, but now you are our highest-level elite."
"Haha Baker will definitely be the pride of our Blood Wind Society and the most loyal guard of our leader in the future." "" These people and Baker are brothers who have experienced life and death.
They are definitely friends of life and death.
There is no need to have the slightest scruple when talking.
Baker greeted these people one by one, and then asked puzzledly: "Do you know why the instructor blew the assembly call?
We are not going back, are we?"
The rest of the people were also confused and talked about it: "Perhaps something like that happened to our leader earlier, so our return date was delayed, and now we may really have to go back."
"I don't know if our leader is now whereabouts.
Since the leader's accident, our instructor has been depressed.
If this continues, we are really afraid that the instructor will directly take action and wipe out the global dark world."
"Who makes the leader so powerful?
He can make an awesome person like our instructor a slave.
The leader's ability is definitely beyond our imagination."
Every time everyone talks about the leader, a look of fanaticism will appear on their faces.
If they didn’t know much about the word Demon King before, but after living here for three months, they are almost familiar with the word Demon King.
Not only their Balrog instructor, but all the mercenary killers in the entire Amazon jungle will be terrified when they hear that word.
This is their pride and a goal worth pursuing throughout their lives: