Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

The sun rises and it's a new day.

Qianghua rubbed her eyes, yawned and got up from the soft mattress.

Her hair was wet, and the bedding underneath her body was also a little damp, probably from the dew from last night.

Putting away the mechanical bird and mattresses used for night watch, a washbasin filled with water and washing utensils appeared in his hands, and he squatted aside with the basin in hand to wash up.

The washing tent seemed very convenient when I first used it, but after a long time, it was really not as convenient as a cup and a basin.

I brushed my teeth, washed my face and body, changed my clothes, took out a steaming meat bun and took a bite, sat on a big rock, took out my phone and checked the latest news while eating.

Information on the entry of firearms has been received.

Thirty million Chinese coins.

Comparing the prices of five thousand obsolete guns and ammunition with other obsolete guns and ammunition on the market, Brother Mao and the others found that the price they gave was much higher.

Qianghua flipped through the news from the mechanical bird, and her face showed surprise. The two leaders of Wubao actually wanted to rebel? !

After thinking for a moment, Qianghua took out a pen and paper, wrote down the news, then put it into the talons of a mechanical bird, and controlled it to fly towards Brother Mao and the others.

The mechanical bird flew away, Qianghua took her mobile phone and read the news from Bailou sent by the reptile.

The white building only looks like three or four floors from the outside, but it has two floors underground.

The floors above ground are responsible for producing various drugs and allowing people to test drugs, while the floors underground are responsible for bloody business.

There are also many people locked inside, their flesh and blood are blurred, and their appearance cannot be seen clearly.

With a look of disgust rising in Qianghua's eyes, she wrote this matter on a piece of paper, and attached a map of the interior of the white building, as well as the room passwords that could be used to enter and exit each room.

Then he took out a mechanical bird and passed the news to Brother Mao and the others.

On the hilltop in the distance, Brother Mao, Zhang Cheng and Ding Bo were still guarding the hilltop yesterday.

After a busy night last night, the three of them were taking turns to rest.

The mechanical bird just happened to stop on the face of Zhang Cheng, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and jumped back and forth.

Zhang Cheng scanned his face in a daze, then opened his eyes, and immediately met a pair of dark, mung bean-sized eyes.

It's a very brave bird.

Zhang Cheng's mind suddenly cleared up.

He calmed down, raised his arm slightly, and when he got close to the mechanical bird, he exerted force, trying to catch it.

But the mechanical bird reacted faster than him and easily dodged it.

Brother Mao and Ding Bo noticed the movement and immediately turned their heads to look over.

Ding Bo smiled, "Hey, you didn't wipe your mouth after eating cookies this morning, right?"

"Screw you, you didn't wipe your mouth." Zhang Cheng stood up and glared at him, "You don't want me to be loved by small animals with my fairy body?"

Ding Bo immediately made a vomiting expression after hearing this.

Brother Mao was also speechless, looking like he was looking at a fool.

Zhang Cheng snorted and did not continue the topic. He became more serious and said to Ding Bo, "It's your turn, go and have a rest."

After speaking, he moved to Ding Bo's position, squeezed him away, and continued to observe the situation in Bailou in his place.

Ding Bo smiled and walked to the position where Zhang Cheng was sleeping just now and closed his eyes.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the mechanical bird flew from the tree to his face and jumped on the tip of his nose.

Ding Bo reluctantly opened his eyes. He wanted to say something, but suddenly he saw the note tied to the little guy's leg.

With his heart moving, he slowly stretched out his hand and approached its leg. This time, the little guy did not fly away, but instead lifted his foot in cooperation.

The moment he took off the note, the mechanical bird flapped its wings and immediately flew into the sky, quickly flying away.

Ding Bo: "Brother Mao!"

Brother Mao and Zhang Cheng looked back at the same time.

Brother Mao: "What's the matter?"

Ding Bo held up the unopened piece of paper in his hand, "It was taken from the bird just now."

After saying that, he opened it.

Zhang Cheng endured his curiosity and continued to stare at Bailou, but his ears perked up.

Brother Mao leaned over and took a look at the message on the note, his eyes full of surprise.

"It should be the message from the person yesterday!"

"Will they still have someone in the White Building? Are they so well-informed?" Ding Bo asked doubtfully.

"Probably, pass the news to others quickly." Brother Mao ordered. It seems that yesterday's money was paid in place.

Ding Bo took out his communicator and reported the news to others.

As soon as the news was spread, a bird flew towards them again and landed in front of them.

This time they looked at the bird's paws in unison.

Sure enough, there was also a note.

Ding Bo reached out to get it. After taking off the note, the bird also flapped its wings and flew away.

He was a little surprised, "Are there really birds in this world that can deliver letters so accurately? Are flying pigeons delivering letters not a lie?"

Zhang Cheng interrupted without looking back, "The flying pigeons that deliver messages need to be trained. How can they be as smart as these two birds?"

Then he asked curiously: "Did you just catch it? Is it really a bird?"

Ding Bo nodded, "It's warm and sensual. It's true."

After speaking, he opened the note in his hand, and a map appeared in front of him and Brother Mao.

The more they watched, the more frightened they became.

"It's Bailou's road map!" Ding Bo exclaimed.

Brother Mao took a deep breath, endured the excitement in his heart, and said calmly: "It should be!"

The reason why they were hesitant to take action was because several of their teammates were captured and taken into the laboratory of Bailou. They didn't know whether they were alive or dead. The most important thing was that their teammates still had important information.

Zhang Cheng was a little worried, "Are this news and map true?"

If they don't keep things true and they act rashly, they will definitely hurt their teammates in the White Building.

Brother Mao said to Ding Bo: "Ask someone to come over and take over, and we will take this news back."

"Yes." Ding Bo took out the communicator and started shaking people.

Brother Mao looked in the direction of Bailou, with various emotions intertwined and tumbling, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

He hoped that the information he got was true, so that they could determine early whether their teammates were still alive and whether the information in their hands was still there.

Brother Mao covered his face with his hands, feeling unspeakable. Twenty days had passed since his teammates, who had been through life and death together, entered the Bailou laboratory. The hope of living was really slim, but they were really unwilling not to give it a try.

Seeing Brother Mao's behavior, Ding Bo and Zhang Cheng fell silent. They didn't know where to start with their words of comfort, and they felt light. Without any practical comfort, there was really no point in speaking out, so they had no choice but to pat him on the shoulder.