Suddenly, a small dark head popped out from a dense forest, belonging to a six or seven-year-old boy with bright, piercing eyes watching Lin Lang and his group.
The little boy held a knife in his hand, swinging it back and forth.
Lin Lang immediately recognized the knife as being from The Ninth Military District!
"Little friend, where did you get the knife in your hand?"
The little boy suddenly turned around and disappeared into the jungle.
"Follow him!"
Lin Lang led his men, chasing in the direction where the little boy disappeared.
Soon, they saw a crude treehouse.
The little boy was perched at the treehouse window, watching Lin Lang and his team.
Lin Lang scanned the surroundings and found a corner where a piece of worn-out clothing was thrown. They recognized this clothing too!
Could it be that Sun Mao and Liu Cheng met with disaster around here?
Suddenly, a noise came from the distant jungle.
A figure emerged from the tall grass.
