The middle-aged black man divided three teams, called the white woman, frowned and asked, "By the way, I'm curious about why you went to find the corpse burying place for those three people?"

If the white woman hadn't discovered Su Tao, the organization would not have found that the three people were not dead, and the subsequent plot would not have appeared. The middle-aged black man was ordered to take his men to search on the grassland for many days.

The white woman stared at the middle-aged black man with a proud look in her eyes: "You don't understand women, and women's revenge is very strong. The Chinese man doesn't like me, so I want him to die and not be at peace, so I go to the place where the corpse is buried, intending to dig out his body and slap him hard. For example, throw him into a hyena kennel, which likes to eat carrion the most, and must be very excited."

When the white woman said these words, she was dancing and immersed in exciting and bloody fantasy.

The middle-aged black man couldn't help but shivered because this white woman didn't seem to be lying. She said that the most toxic woman's heart was really reasonable. Although she was her boss, she also knew that she was the eyeliner placed by the upper level by the upper level. This is the habit of a dark organization. No one knows his comrades and true identity around him, so everyone has to be careful and show enough respect to the organization at any time.

The attitude of a white woman to ignore life is nothing. There are many people who are more cruel than her in the dark. There are other reasons why middle-aged men are so nervous.

He didn't expect that the white woman who looked heartless on the surface had another identity, which was a slut hidden beside him, which made the middle-aged black man feel chill.

The middle-aged black man said quietly: "I think of you too simply."

The white woman shrugged and smiled easily, "I made a great contribution by mistake and solved a traitor for the organization. The researcher who provided the test medicine for the boss could not withstand the interrogation at all. He quickly admitted that he had changed the sample and the medicine given to the princess and her bodyguard would only cause fake death, which was not enough to be truly fatal. The researcher is now detained. Originally, he was a researcher, and the situation he had to face next was very miserable and would become a test specimen for the new drug. What an irony. But I was a little curious. The bullet had already pierced the chest of the Chinese man, why could he survive?"

The middle-aged black man was also curious about this and touched his chin. "There are probably some special secrets in this. Everyone's heart is different. Although it hit his chest, it cannot prove that it hit the fatal part of the heart, so it is still possible for him to survive. The only puzzling thing is that the person responsible for burying the corpse at that time insisted that the Chinese man had lost his life characteristics, had no heartbeat, no breathing, and died completely. The other two had injected fake death potion and had symptoms of fake death, which was understandable, but the Chinese man did not inject fake death potion, which was too strange."

The white woman's eyes lit up and she lowered her voice and said, "So we are trying to catch the living this time. The Chinese man may have mastered the secret of how to revive the dead. If we find the answer, then wouldn't it be a great achievement."

The middle-aged black man looked at the white woman seriously and sighed inwardly. His assistant was more cunning and scheming than he thought!

The middle-aged black man did not answer the white woman's proposal positively and said, "The top priority is to find those three people as soon as possible. We have been out for so many days without any result. If we go back empty-handed, it is really unreasonable."

The middle-aged black and white women led two teams, one to the southeast and the other to the northwest. They walked very carefully. Although they were experienced soldiers, there were swamps everywhere just after raining for a few days. If they were bitten by poison lurking in the dark, half of their lives would be removed even if they did not die.

The middle-aged black man and three accomplices stayed on the rare hard ground, surrounded by withered and yellowed trees. As the fog floating above the swamp blocked the sunlight, the swamp in the distance was dark and damp, and dead silent.

The middle-aged black man carefully checked it. Except for the poisonous insects, snakes and ants, he could hardly hear other sounds. He suddenly felt an unknown feeling.

One of the accomplices climbed up the thickest tree, standing high and able to see far. He picked up the telescope and swept around, pointed to the south and said, "It seems like something is there!"

The middle-aged black man nodded and said, "Take someone over and take a look."

The two men carefully separated Gaocao and groped in that direction. About a quarter of an hour later, the two returned. One of them gritted their teeth and said, "There is a small hunting trap over there, which traps two African rats inside. They die for a ball of time. The smell is really smelly!"

The middle-aged black man felt a little strange. When the clue came here, he reached the end. There were swamps on all sides. According to the truth, the three people could not fly over from above the swamp. He quickly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Get out quickly and return the same way."

As soon as his voice fell, a huge movement came from the swamp not far away. A huge creature soared into the sky from the swamp, and then rushed towards the direction where the middle-aged black man was.

"Is it a hippopotamus or a group of hippopotamus!" The middle-aged black man said in disbelief with his eyes widened.

This road was not only created by misleading them, but also a trap to a hippo herd. The middle-aged black man found that the ground was soft. He stepped on it twice and saw a layer of black excrement appearing below.

He finally understood why he found the smell strange when he checked the nearby area. It turned out that the place he was stepping on was made up of hippopotamus feces. The hippopotamus regarded this place as his own territory. Now that invaders have appeared, they are naturally furious.

Hippos are extremely irritable animals. In the East African savanna, they are definitely no one dares to provoke them. They are extremely aggressive and unscrupulous. Wild hippos cause more human deaths every year than lions and alligators. The female hippos are much more aggressive during breastfeeding than male hippos.

"Don't shoot!" Before the middle-aged black man could say anything, an accomplice around him pulled the trigger in panic. With a gunshot, the second, the third, the fourth... dozens of hippos stood up from the swamp.

The hippo's skin is very strong, with five centimeters in the thickest part. Its teeth can even bounce off pistol bullets. Two serrated teeth, with a bite force of more than 1,000 pounds, and a huge size, it looks like a natural tank at first glance.

The bullet hit the first hippo, but under the stimulation of pain, it was aroused wildness and accelerated toward the shooter.

The middle-aged black man cursed the idiot secretly, that hippos are herbivores, with relatively mild personality and will not actively attack humans. But now that they are angry, it means that a huge trouble is coming.

Standing at the front, the hippo was easily pushed away by the hippo. The hippo opened its bloody mouth, revealing its huge teeth, and bit him horizontally. The subordinate vomited blood, his eyes raked, and his limbs struggled instinctively for several seconds, and soon he lost his life.

"Run quickly!" The middle-aged black man directed the others to retreat, hating the three of them. This was definitely a carefully arranged trap, deliberately creating false clues to lure them here.

Hippos look bulky, but in fact they run very quickly, much faster than humans.

Rumble, not a big hard ground, like an earthquake, the middle-aged black man knew that he would die if he turned around and ran, so he could only order his left and right, "Let's go up the tree!"

Crack, a huge male hippo rushed directly to the tree with its arm-thick arm, and hit it twice with its heavy body, and the trunk was divided into two pieces. Although a subordinate who had just climbed up the tree was calm enough, he felt that he was holding a gun, so he could still be invincible. After jumping from the tree, he shot wildly, and sparks were constantly spraying out of the muzzle.

However, the hippo seemed to have practiced the indestructible body of Vajra, without any scruples at all. Soon he was knocked to the ground by a group of hippos. The cylindrical horse hooves trampled ruthlessly on him, and in a moment it turned into flesh mud, and the death was even more miserable than the first person.

The middle-aged black man only felt his scalp numb. He had participated in many difficult tasks, but the first time he felt fear, he was not afraid of death, but did not want to die so ugly.

Aren’t hippos herbivores?

How could it be so violent?

Before the middle-aged black man could react, a tragic call for help came from a tree next door. The middle-aged black man hurriedly shot downwards, beating several hippos so hard that he screamed.

The instinct of a beast is that the more I feel the pain, the more I will go crazy.

Several hippos that hit the tree were lying in a pool of blood, but the rest of the hippos went on one after another like crazy. Finally, the slightly thicker tree was also broken. The moment his hands fell to the ground, they were ruthlessly torn to pieces by a group of hippos.

The middle-aged black man was almost crying. He had been lying on various battlefields for half his life, imagining his own ways of dying, but he never expected that he would be killed by a group of crazy hippos.

The trunks came from one sway after another. The middle-aged black man knew that even if he climbed the tree, he didn't seem to have much chance of survival. He gritted his teeth, jumped out of the tree, and shot bullets desperately with his gun. At this moment, he could only claim that he would kill one more and one mentality.

Unfortunately, it is not the person who kills it, but hippos. No matter how you look at it, it is a loss-making business.

The hippo group did not give him too much time. Suddenly he felt a collision from his back, and then he lost control, as if he was flying over the clouds and fog. He drew a very high parabola in the air. The moment he landed on the ground, a thick hippo pounced on him. After the hippo left, the middle-aged black man seemed to be rolled over by a rolling pin, and his internal organs turned into pancakes.
Chapter completed!