Secret base.

Bai Latte held his kettle and his chair, cleaned up the scarecrow's gun target before, and ran back to the hole quickly.

The light in the cave is dark.

"Do you have to break the hole?"

I have tried the white latte before and know how to collapse the hole.

After the cave collapses, the soil nearby will be looser, and there will be no impact. Once the cave collapses, it will be real without anyone knowing it. No one can discover the existence of the cave once again.

but……

The white latte is very unwilling to give up!

This tunnel worth hundreds of meters costs him a day and night!

The thick dust in the workshop was poured on it with buckets of water and cleaned it up.

He dug out the well in the workshop with an infinite refill.

A secret base is gone like this?

Can't be used anymore?

Leaving is to keep your secret.

But the fruits of labor over such a long time have gone into nothing, which is heartbreaking no matter what.

"It seems that something is wrong."

Bai Latte thought for a long time, but suddenly felt like he was in a misunderstanding.

"Can he guess that there are tunnels underground that invaded my base?

"No normal people can guess it, right?"

Bai Latte thought for a long time, took out the infinite refill, put a few coal bullets in his pocket in it!

...

The thorn bushes outside the workshop are more than two meters high, densely packed with sharp thorns, so no one can get close to them.

At this moment, a sound sounded in the thorns.

Click!

Click!

The huge scissors closed again and again, and thorns were cut off.

The dense bushes of thorns were secretly opened by this big scissor. This path is about the same width as an adult's shoulders, and can indeed come in, but if you are not careful, you will be injured by thorns!

The one who is using scissors is a young man. His arms are sore and his forehead is sweating. He consumes too much energy. After all, it is really not a job to be done by people in the thorns!

He stopped for a while, squatted, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and wanted to rest for a while.

"This group of damn guards!

"Without them, why should I work so hard?

"The streets are full of hearts. If it weren't for them, wouldn't I just pick them up?"

The young man looked resentful and looked at the direction of the guardian court.

Then he showed a gloating smile.

The master asked him to open a small path, but he didn't say what the small path was for.

But doing things in this place is so close to the garrison's courtyard, maybe it is necessary to attack the garrison's officials?

"hey-hey.

"All of them will be slaughtered by then. I will pick a few of the guards' hearts and try it out!"

...

workshop.

underground.

In the cave.

White Latte put his chair in it, sat on it, holding a revolver in his hand.

My ears were pressed against the wall and I heard the sound from the ground...

This feeling is quite exciting!

It seems like I suddenly become an agent, performing some precise and dangerous job.

Heartbeats very fast!

But...there is no sound on the ground.

After all, that guy was still struggling to get the road, and for a while, he couldn't come to the workshop.

...

Time passes by little by little.

With the sound of scissors of "click" and "click", the path in the thorny bushes slowly grows and slowly extends towards the workshop.

Time comes from morning to noon, and the sun sets from the south to the west.

Twilight comes and the light is dark.

The path has finally been opened!

Bang!

The young man who opened the road smashed the workshop windows and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's considered a fucking thing coming in."

Climbing into the workshop, he collapsed on the ground, panting.

Untie the kettle around your waist and drink water in big mouthfuls.

This day, he was exhausted when he was clearing the way in the thorns!

He didn't know that there was a hole inside the rusty sewer entrance a dozen meters away.

...

The night is dark blue and the moon is in the sky.

Zhang Xiaohou led a group of horsemen to drill into the thorn bushes and into the newly opened path.

“The road is a bit narrow, everyone is careful.

"Be careful not to let the thorns break the sack."

Every horseman was carrying a heavy sack behind him.

Zhang Xiaohou walked at the end of the team and kept an eye on it at any time.

He was a professional madman. He invaded this town and had fought with the guards several times, killed several guards, and was also killed.

This time, he made a very mysterious plan, and he had to give these stupid guards a cruel one!

Soon, the team passed through the thorn bushes and came to the workshop.

Zhang Xiaohou was flexible in his movements and jumped into the workshop.

He looked around, looked at the huge space, and looked at the workshop ceiling.

“It’s not bad, it’s as expected.

"Download all the goods. Take a break and we'll leave."

The horseman next to him asked.

"Don't leave anyone, look at our goods?"

Zhang Xiaohou curled his lips, full of impatientness.

"Silly!

"Who the hell is here to steal your goods?

"Don't talk nonsense, unload the goods quickly!"

The group of people didn't dare to speak anymore, so they quickly placed the goods in the sack, followed Zhang Xiaohou and left the workshop.

...

One madman after another left.

The workshop was quiet again.

Starlight from the sky shone down, shining in through the broken windows, illuminating several sacks on the floor.

After more than ten minutes, half of the head quietly appeared at the drain not far away, but it was a white latte. He held the revolver and was carefully exploring.
To be continued...