172 Fire Dance

172 Fire Dance

"Big Boss! What's going on?" Old Ji's men were shocked. When they all entered the forest hinterland, suddenly the fog near their calves suddenly became invisible and their visibility was low! The army panicked.

The old man Ji Motian listened to the panic sound of the army behind him and shouted, "Everyone, don't panic! If we panic first, won't it hit the enemy's arms? Those who still want to live should stay where I was! Listen to the dispatch, on the battlefield, orderly to survive!"

Shocked by his roar, the soldiers behind him regained their composure. This calmness was transmitted layer by layer, and the whole army settled down. Everyone is waiting for Old Ji's decision. At this moment, he is the backbone of everyone's hearts! Everyone's eyes are on him.

Old Ji took two steps back and forth seriously, squatted on the ground and grabbed a handful of soil, looked up at the sky, and finally pressed his hand on the trees beside him.

His men' eyes lit up: "Your excellency! We can set fire! If you completely destroy this ghost forest, won't there be a way out?"

Old Ji immediately shook his head: "It's useless to set fire. This is a camphor tree! It won't burn. If it really burns up, how can we escape from this forest? There may be no problem with the large amount of thick smoke produced by the combustion, but these soldiers will all lose here!"

"What should I do? Shall we go back the same way? Just withdraw like this?"

"Withdraw?" Old Ji frowned again: "I'm afraid it won't make us withdraw if it's not that simple!" Since Bai Qi trapped us here, he will not let us go easily! I was tricked, and I didn't expect that his ultimate purpose was to destroy us! It seems that there is only one way!" Old Ji's face was dark: "We have to send someone to observe the situation, but the person who took off may not be able to come back!" You...who would like to..."

Old Ji was very reluctant to say this. He didn't want to see his old brother die, but now there is nothing he can do! After he finished speaking, he turned around and didn't want to see his brothers' choices.

Several old comrades-in-arms looked at each other in consters, and finally the man with a scar on his face pushed the others back: "Let me do it!" I have always been the strongest among you. Don't cry one by one! It's like I'm dead!"

Old Ji turned around with difficulty and patted the scarred man on the shoulder: "Brother...I..."

" boss, I understand that everyone has their own responsibilities! You still have to take everyone down! Don't worry, I'll be back!" After saying that, the scar-faced man soared into the air. His ability was to change the air pressure and fly into the air through the change of air pressure.

The people on the ground looked at his ascension with great care. At the moment when everyone's eyes were about to see him, a gorgeous light flew through the body of the scar-faced man. The old man Ji under him was about to crack his eyes and shouted, "Little bus!" Before the roar was over, despite the obstruction of the rest, old man Ji also rose into the air.

In the air, old man Ji stretched out his arms, hugged the scar-faced man tightly, and another light came. Old man Ji flexibly dodged the shot and landed.

As soon as he landed, all the brothers gathered around, "Little bus!" Ba Ge! How are you doing!!"

Their eyes fell on the scar-faced man. His abdominal cavity was shot and burned his wound at high temperature. The blood was no longer flowing, but the scar-faced man's life was like the remnant lamp in the wind, and I'm afraid it would disappear invisible in a blink of an eye!

The scar-faced man grabbed old Ji's sleeve: " boss! I'm afraid this is the last time I call you boss!"

Old Ji did not resist or say anything: You will be fine! Nonsense, he knew that the scar-faced man was dead and had no hope of survival. Now all he could do was to quietly hug his brother and listen to his last words!

The scar-faced man smiled bleakly: "I don't regret admitting you as the boss! At least in the end, you let me see that the original boss is back!" His face was finally fixed with that relieved smile.

Without saying a word, old man Ji closed his lips and gently put down the body of the scarred man and waved his hand: "Follow me! I just saw that the beam came from there!" Then he took a palm to the ground, opened a large hole, and gently put the scar-faced man in it. His palm turned over, and the body was covered by mud and dust: "Little bus! I will come back to pick you up!"

The people behind them did not have more words and movements, but followed old Ji and walked forward silently. Under the silent order, they reached everyone's hearts, "All members are ready to fight! Kill all those bastards!"

Old Ji took his men and sneaked all the way and quickly saw a group of teams with torches. The team was not very real in the fog, but the firelight pointed out their direction and number of people.

Old Ji stretched his hand up and then pulled it down, clenched his fist, and signaled all the staff to lie down and be quiet!

The people behind them immediately reacted and squatted down without saying a word. When he looked at Mr. Ji again, Mr. Ji was concentrating on observing the situation in the opposite camp. He was sure that he was flying forward with such a shocking glance. He said that the camp he saw was the one in front of him, and those shaking torches were the best proof.

The two people sitting in the center of the camp seem to be saying something. Old Ji immediately concentrated his energy on his ears and listened attentively: "Damn it! Why is it foggy?" Hearing the sound alone, old Ji was shocked all over: Bai Qi!

What does this sentence mean? Doesn't Bai Qi know why it's foggy?

"I told you! You shouldn't have come here!" Bai Qi in the camp continued.

Old Ji was even more puzzled: Didn't Bai Qi know that this would happen? Did he also stray into it? This! But it's a good opportunity!

"I don't know if those two shots killed that person just now! The sudden appearance scared me!" Bai Qixin in the fog said with lingering lingering heart.

This sentence was like a sharp knife stabbing into old Ji's chest. His eyes were wide open and he almost spit out fire: they killed the minibus, that's right! They killed the minibus! He couldn't hear it anymore. He turned his head and made a gesture to his men to open his hands and close them.

The men immediately met and ordered: "The army scattered and surrounded these guys and took orders to raid!"

In a short time, thanks to the efficient management of old Ji, the troops with torches in the fog were surrounded by layers! Old Ji carried his strength to his whole body, waited for everyone to fall and rise up, shouting, "Child Bai Qi! I want you to pay for my brothers!"

Get the order, the soldiers in the jungle rushed out, and the troops surrounded in the center were in chaos in an instant, and the torches danced chaotically, dazzling in the fog!

The team seemed to be stunned and didn't have time to react at all. Old Ji rushed to Bai Qi's side in an instant and split his palms down. His eyes were red and he roared loudly: "Bai Qi! Come on!"

Bai Qi under him stared at the old man Ji who fell from the sky and exclaimed, "What are you going to do?"

The cold answer: "Take your life!"