The man in black who was waiting immediately came up, "Young Master."

Rows of men in black came forward and stood neatly in front of him. Feipa is now in a very powerful martial law and checks everything. They have been guarding here for these days, and they dare not act rashly and are worried. Now when they see him, they immediately feel a strong sense of support.

Dragons cannot be without a leader, this sentence is always the truth.

Mo Nanjue had already changed into a tight bulletproof leather jacket, outlining his thin and perfectly proportioned figure. He walked over with his long legs, and the man in black immediately handed over the tablet, "Young master, this is the situation nearby and the topographic map."

Mo Nanjue took it and looked around. He simply wrapped his right hand around gauze, and some blood was penetrated. Perhaps it was because of the helicopter that had been sitting in a long time. The man's magnetic voice was a little hoarse, "Defense level?"

"Double A-level," replied the man in black, which was the highest level. "This base is located behind the palace, and we cannot observe the specific structure with a thermal imaging system. They should have paid for the experts from the British MI6 to design it. Once more than five people enter the edge of the base, an alarm will sound immediately, and... "

"According to our observation, their people did not enter from the ground, but came from the underground tunnel, which used anti-cutting materials, and could not detect how many meters it was underground."

The man in black explained the general situation of the base.

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, threw the tablet back to him after hearing it, "Prepare to enter the forest."

"Young Master, are we all going in? But more than five people will..."

Mo Nanjue turned his head to look at him. His handsome eyebrows were particularly sharp today, and his whole body exuded a cold aura of being away from strangers. The man in black was so weak that his legs were weak. He immediately stood up straight and saluted, "I will pick four brothers immediately and enter the forest with the young master."

Mo Nanjue withdrew his gaze and turned toward the helicopter.

The man in black secretly wiped his sweat, always feeling... the young master seemed to be in a bad mood today?

Never seen him look so ugly...it seems a little pale.

Is it his illusion?

…………

Mo Nanjue walked to the helicopter and took out the small white medicine box inside.

He took out the high concentration of stimulants placed inside, lifted his sleeves to his elbow, bit off the needle cover, and aimed at the artery for injection.

He beat him quickly and did not frown because of the pain. After one tube was finished, he took another tube, and the last three empty reagent tubes were thrown to the ground.

Mo Nanjue put down his leather sleeves, and the men in black were ready over there and ran over, "Young Master, everything is ready."

Mo Nanjue nodded, raised his black eyes and looked at the distance of the vast white fog. He took the anti-fog mask and put it on his face, clenched his left hand, which was hanging beside him, then let go, and then stood straight and walked towards the entrance of the forest first.

…………

There was a fog in the forest, extremely cold.

I don’t know how long I have been away, but several men in black are already trembling with cold. One person said, “Young master, we can’t get in even if we get to the base. There is an infrared device outside the base, which can detect people…”

Before he finished speaking, his collar was suddenly grabbed. Mo Nanjue pulled him back with force. The man in black took a few steps back with his force. Then with a bang, the place he had just stepped on collapsed!

A huge net then came down—
Chapter completed!