Jiang Ming was about to return to the Ninth Team again to see... the door burned out of the flames could come and go freely, but a strong wind blew out the fire of the King of Hell, just like a match blowing out in the wind and rain.

He was frightened and looked around nervously, but did not see any terrible demons. The surrounding trees rustled in the sound of the wind, and soon calmed down again, completely... it was just an ordinary gust of wind.

But...How can an ordinary gust of wind blow out the fire of the King of Hell? This is impossible! At that time, I could "open remote areas" with the fire of the King of Hell, and I took my brothers to the ground, and walked so far, but... I came to this woods and was blown out by a gust of wind. This... made him unable to understand and accept it at all! An hour is far from here!

The passage has been closed, and if you want to inspire the fire of the King of Hell, you have to wait until the next day... The surroundings are filled with dark forests, with a suffocating feeling of depression. Groups of rats surrounded the king, and when they saw him looking confused, they were very nervous and scared!

The temperature here is much lower than that of the Ninth Brigade. It feels like it is already autumn, and the coolness is filled with a solemn atmosphere. The air is filled with an indescribable smell... The fermentation smell is sour or not, and it is not fishy or not.

While Jiang Ming and the group of rats were nervously checking the surrounding environment, suddenly... next to the trees not far away, there were bursts of baby crying. The crying... It was better to say that it was screaming rather than crying! The sounds were harsh and extremely miserable!

"King! Listen!" A mouse pointed in the direction where the sound came.

"King! Look!" Another mouse pulled a tuft of hair from the thorns and squeaked: "Isn't this the hair on Lao Pizi's body? It seems... it's really coming in."

Jiang Ming was very confused and took two deep breaths... and tried hard to clarify his own ideas!

Huang Ya must be in this forest, life and death are unknown, this strange place is full of evil spirits, and in the darkness around her... it seems that murderous intent is hidden everywhere! It is better if the King of Hell fire is extinguished, it is not easy to expose the target. Let’s investigate the situation first!

He and the rats approached the crying sound, and had already come to this ghost place... Everything doesn't matter, and they won't be sent back to the Ninth Team again.

When they walked through the grass and slowly approached the big tree, they finally saw the source of the sound. Jiang Ming's hair stood up in an instant, and his eyes were almost squeezed out!

But I saw... a very young child was tied to a tree and was stung by a hornet. He was extremely pitiful!

Rummy...! Jiang Ming was covered in goose bumps and couldn't help but take a step back! Who did this? It's too immoral! He couldn't imagine... There is such a cruel thing in the world!

"King...whose child is tied here?"

"King, this kid seems not dead yet!"

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The mice were chirping, Jiang Ming's mind was buzzing, and the first thing he thought of was to save people! But....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

It’s not that Jiang Ming has never seen dirty things harm children, but why did you stung him with a hornet? Is there anything wrong with it? It’s not just a treatment, right?

At the beginning, the driver of the cart who went to Professor You's house to treat his internal diseases was also thrown into the "treatment room" and stung for a while. After coming out... it was almost the same virtue, but it was far less miserable!

“Buzz buzz…”

As the child screamed, a buzzing sound came from above his head. When he looked up, he saw a beehive as big as a washbasin in the place of the tree canopy. Several hornets seemed to feel an outsider, and they crawled out of the honeycomb and flew into the investigation...

Jiang Ming was shivering... He had seen a beehive... He had never seen such a big, such a big beehive... It was almost the same size as him now! The hornets flying around were as thick as human fingers! They were black waists and yellow belly, and they were extremely poisonous at first glance!

He understood that this tmd was a torture and wanted to stung people to death!

"What a big hornet!"

"The honeycomb is full of honey! If it can be picked, it will definitely be delicious, enough for us to have a meal."

"This is how humans should tie them to the trees and let the hornets sting them to relieve their hatred!"

"Yes, think about our dead relatives, God will repay them!"

The mice were sympathetic, and Jiang Ming was so upset that he was so upset that he ordered them to shut up! Now he needs to be quiet!

Although the environment here is gloomy, it is blocked by tall grass... For the mice, it can be hidden very well. It is better to break it into pieces and let them go around to investigate, and then come back to report to themselves.

Jiang Ming divided the team into ten groups. Each group selected a ten-man leader and took two groups as personal bodyguards on both sides. The remaining eight groups went to investigate in the eight directions, including southeast, northeast, southwest, northeast, northwest, and northwest. Using this big tree as the assembly point, if any suspicious situation is found, they will come back immediately and report it before dawn.

After ordering, the mice rushed around step by step, and a huge legion was assigned by Jiang Ming.

In fact... for the mice, although this place is strange, it is not terrible. The nervousness and fear just now is also due to the sudden extinction of the King of Hell Fire. This is the environment they usually live in, so they move forward without any restraint!

Jiang Ming was not the case, he was a human being! I always felt that... there was a disaster hidden in the woods that was more terrible than a wood-carved fox, and even... no less than Lin Bingping in the villa in Nanshan.

If you want to say... Although this child on the tree is miserable and pitiful, his vitality is amazing! He has been bitten to this way and has not died yet! This... is somewhat incredible.

Jiang Ming had read a column in an issue of "Into Science" before, saying that in the mountains in the southwest, some villagers were bitten by local wasps. The bees' poison... Although they are not strong, they are basically unsolvable. They can only be excreted by human metabolism. The poison of the wasps is very fierce. After being bitten, a burnt pustule will appear on the skin, which is like a scald, and it is extremely painful. People will soon fall into a coma of kidney failure. If they cannot be sent to the hospital for dialysis in time, the person will be finished!

This child... looks at his injuries, it seems that he has been hung for quite a while, it’s dark! The bees have returned to the nest, and he is still crying here, and the situation is very suspicious!

Could it be... this is another trap? Jiang Ming looked around nervously, and except for the breeze rising and falling and the rustling of the forest leaves, he did not find any suspicious crisis.

He and the mice rushed up to the tree next to them, facing the beehive as big as a washbasin. They had reached the level of a king and did not need to explore it themselves. Jiang Ming thought it would be better to be safer, so he waited for the eight small teams to report on the tree. These mice were very well-behaved and had clearly told them before leaving. When they encountered suspicious situations, they did not need to report after they had finished visiting them. They could come back to report at any time with "eight hundred miles"...

Time passed by little by little, and the crying was still the same, and I heard it so carelessly! At this moment, Jiang Ming could already make a 100% judgment. The poor child in front of me was afraid that he was not a human... Otherwise, who could withstand such a long time? Could it be an illusion?
Chapter completed!