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Chapter 275 Smell a little conspiracy

This is inconvenient to say.

If it is said publicly, it may greatly affect Huang Daniu's view of himself. Maintaining a good image in front of his subordinates will help the stability of small groups.

This must be kept in mind.

Wang Hao first walked towards the teleportation castle and quickly put away the puppet's black hair, red eyes, mistresses and little 4. Of course, it also included the door bar monster and bench monster who were beaten into pig's head.

He came to the other side and put the castle base into the ring.

He was sure that he had brought all the ones he should bring, so he hurried to the earth wall and took out the engineer shovel.

After digging two shovels, Wang Hao turned around, took out a detoxification pill from the ring, and handed it to Huang Daniu who was following behind and bid farewell.

"Big beef, take care of it!"

After saying goodbye, I have no nostalgia in my heart.

...

In the adjacent cave.

The empty bus stop is surrounded by loess, attracting much attention.

On the two-meter-high bus stop sign, the maroon-red "Road 14" has been mottled by the years.

Strangely, there is no bus name on the white sign, no running time for the first and last shifts, and no starting station information marked daily.

This may happen in remote suburban areas or old urban areas, because residents are already familiar with the few bus routes.

Wang Hao approached the platform and found that things were not that simple.

The station sign originally had characters.

However, the text on it was deliberately erased, and the white paint that was similar to the background color of the station sign was used.

In the cave, a cold breeze blew from somewhere. It could obviously blow the corners of the pants, but it was completely unfair to the surrounding yellow sand.

Combined with the scene where the female ghost in red was waiting here before, it made people feel numb from the scalp.

What does this mean?!

besides--

The murderer Wang Hao is tracking now, the three bullhead assassins, has long disappeared.

There are messy cow's hoof footprints everywhere on the ground, and they lead to every earth wall. It is very difficult to find clues in it.

Wang Hao is not worried about this.

"Little blood, stare around."

“Wow!”

He heard the response and focused and looked in the other five directions.

To save time, he watched quickly.

Front.

In the light yellow ripples, a huge hornet nest hung among the branches of a dead poplar tree, and clusters of black and yellow hornets gathered nearby.

[System: Mutant tree bee can be killed.]

It turns out that it is not a wasp, but a tree bee.

Left.

There is nothing in the green ripples.

Right.

Inside the deep yellow ripples...

They are here!

This search was surprisingly smooth.

In the adjacent cave on the right, a relatively open "grassland" is embedded in it.

The three bull-headed assassins who had just disappeared were standing in a row and reporting something to another figure in black robe, with a very respectful attitude.

The figure in the black robe was similar to that of the bull-headed assassin. At this moment, he was facing Wang Hao's perspective and could not see his face clearly.

【System: The Taurus can be killed.】

It's them!

Wang Hao withdrew his perspective gaze, waved to the Soul Pet Crow King, and walked towards the earth wall on the right.

Due to subconscious resistance, uh, to be precise, because time is too fast, he did not break down the strange small scenes of the bus stop, and he deliberately bypassed the red brick floor of the platform.

On the way, take out the engineer shovel.

After arriving at the earth wall, I immediately shook my arms and dug it out. Without the assistance of stones, everything had to be done by myself.

【System: Loess 1】

【System: Loess 1】

...

The progress of this excavation is very short.

He digs thirty-six times, piercing through the gray film that appeared in front of his eyes, and his whole body disappeared from the passage.

Immediately, the excavated passage healed.

Another minute passed.

The woman in red who had disappeared before suddenly appeared on the platform. She still stood in a suspended position, quietly waiting for the No. 14 bus that would never appear, and her bright red high heels stopped under her red skirt.

She lifted her long hair that was loose on one side, tilted her head and glanced at the direction where Wang Hao left, and a humanized smile appeared on her pale and stiff face.

The smile was very fake, as if perfunctory.

After laughing perfunctorily, she shook her drooping right sleeve and the entire bus stop narrowed sharply, forming a long-pulled picture, swallowed into her open crack.

Afterwards, without seeing any movement, she slowly floated towards the earth wall where Wang Hao disappeared. The sweeping dress gently touched and seeped into it.

...

Cattle, horses, sheep and other livestock have a special love for young grass.

Even though the Taurens are no longer for the cow, they still keep this love that comes from their bones and choose this place as a place to gather.

"Chief, is it a bit of a big deal to send so many people to deal with a goblin wanderer?"

"Yes, we were specially asked to return from the ruins of the Undercity. There are still many ruins not searched. With us here, the other families dare not be too arrogant."

"Chief, are those old guys from the goblins doing trouble again?"

The first two were complaining, and the last bullhead assassin seemed to know some hidden information, lowered his voice and inquired about the figure who was facing their backs.

The black-robed figure's shoulders shook unconsciously, slowly turned around and stared at the third bull-headed assassin.

"Idiotou, you'd better ask less about some things. Once something goes wrong, even if your father is a clan elder, he can't save you."

“Yes~~~”

The assassin called the ox-headed assassin panicked, and quickly lowered his head, twisted his toes nervously, and shoveled up piles of turf, as if the grass on the ground had a grudge against him.

The other two dared not speak out again, and were silent.

The black-robed leader looked slightly slower. He was very satisfied with the three of them's tactfulness. He glanced at the small backpack in his hand and decided to reveal a little information. After all, the errands of these three subordinates were done well.

"The goblin leader got a firearm from somewhere, and is gathering skilled craftsmen from one clan to study and improve. If they succeed, there will be no way for other clans to survive."

"According to the secret investigation of the insider, it seems that a goblin wanderer got firearms from human survivors, so they must snipe all goblin merchants and cut off their idea of ​​continuing to trade and improve. There are really many good things in human survivors."

The words of emotion were slightly paused, and then continued.

"This time, not only our Taurus family, but other ethnic groups participated. Everyone was caught in the cave world for no reason, and they also played house with a group of lowly humans. If they were not united, they would have to die. Wouldn't the power of the Undercity disappear?"

"You'd better be all rotten in your stomach when you said today. I don't want anyone other than you three to know. Do you understand?"

"yes!"

"Chief, just put your heart in your stomach. The three of us have very strict mouths."

“That’s right…”

Just as the three bull-headed assassins expressed their determination, a sneer came from the grass beside them.

"Haha, is that?"
Chapter completed!
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