"How could this be? Our information is absolutely confidential. How could someone follow us in?"

"Perhaps not following us..." The leading man lowered his head and recalled carefully: "Do you remember what I told you? When we came here, we have seen a lot of marks. Those marks are fresh and new Those who went out...presumably, it was the mark left by someone behind them..."

"Could it be the person we were following?"

"not sure!"

"...Whether it came here or not, as long as it is here, it must be for that thing. If so, it is our enemy!"

The man immediately beckoned, calling the people behind him.

"When you go down, you must be careful. If you see the marks you saw before, you will destroy them..."

The practice of temporarily erasing the mark is a bit helpless.

But no way, this is the only thing they can do now.

"Remember, when erasing the marks, you must cover those marks with mud..."

Otherwise, the newly erased imprint mark is itself a mark in such an environment.

If you can use mud to make it old, you might be able to confuse your audience and fish in troubled waters.

Otherwise, it is Chiguoguo who is leading the other side.

But no way, they can only try their best now.

Under the swaying lantern, several people carefully looked at the traces on the tree trunk.

"It looks like it should be newly carved!"

"It seems that the girl didn't lie!"

"She actually left a mark on us."

One of the men found something, frowned and shone the lantern toward the ground.

"Guys, come and see..."

"What are you looking at?"

"...Huh, why are there so many footprints?"

"Yes, it looks like... there must be at least a few people!"

"Didn't you say that there are only two people?"

The footprints on the ground were messy, mixed up in a mess, and you could vaguely see the footprints of several men.

Everyone looked at each other a little, holding the lantern, you looked at me, I looked at you, and they were silent for a while.

It took a long time before someone opened his mouth cautiously.

"Um... old account, among us, you spend the most time in contact with that girl. This matter...what do you think?"

The one who was called the old account was the account that Ling Luoyu had stayed in some time ago, and the group of people who agreed to leave a mark.

The accountant looked at the footprints and scratched his head: "...If I want to say, we have no turning back now. We have all reached this point. Can we look back?"

Compared with the people in black who wore uniform night clothes before, the clothes of these people can be said to be messy. What kind of clothes are simply a miscellaneous army.

Swipe up, the old account is the leader in this miscellaneous army.

"It's not good to say, even if we look back, some of us are dead ends!"

He frowned and glanced at the others.

"I think everyone, like me, was forced to go down this road... Since they are here, they must be prepared to die on the road. Anyway, they are all going to die, so how to die... Not a What about death? Simply... just let your fate go on like this, maybe just walk on and find a way to survive!"