Saim San is dead and the valley returns to peace.

Gioruno summoned the golden experience and helped the injured companions with ease.

After repeated practical experiences, his movements seemed to be as skilled as the most professional surgeon.

It was very painful to experience the surgery without anesthesia, but the number of injuries that everyone has been injured this day is too long, and they are all used to becoming natural and numb.

In this way, everyone quickly recovered from their good condition and embarked on the journey again.

Half an hour later

"Damn when will this road end?"

Fuge stepped on his already sore legs and complained helplessly.

A person can recover as before, but a car can't be resurrected.

Without cars as a means of transportation, the remote mountain road they had chosen to avoid surveillance has become an inescapable difficulty for them.

The road stretched infinitely along the mountain, winding and twisting to the distance, and seemed to never end.

Everyone hurriedly walked along the mountain road for more than half an hour, but they only barely crossed a few hills with their legs.

"Play harder." Li Qing spoke out and motivated his companions, but did not deliberately conceal the bad truth: "I have seen the map, and we probably have to walk dozens of kilometers before we can leave this valley."

"Ten kilometers?"

Everyone's expressions were a little bad:

After walking for dozens of kilometers, not only did it cost a lot of physical strength, but it also delayed valuable offensive time.

The enemy is still eyeing the invisible darkness. The longer the time is, the more dangerous their situation will be.

"There is no other way." Li Qing had no choice but to spread his hands: "Let's go forward first, maybe someone will drive by."

This wishful thinking and beautiful wish has not come true.

This remote mountain road seems to have been forgotten by the world, and no vehicles have passed by from beginning to end.

Li Qing and others leaned over with their legs and didn't know which mountain it was.

But looking around, they are still mountain roads, forests, or rivers. No matter how far they go out, the scenery remains unchanged, as if they are trapped in this valley forever.

Finally, a little turning point appeared ahead.

As the saying goes, "There is no way out for mountains and rivers, and there is another village in dark willows and flowers." Just when Li Qing and others had already dispelled their fantasies and were about to walk these dozens of kilometers of mountain roads honestly.

A house suddenly appeared beside the winding mountain road and among the dense woods.

The house is a typical European-style rural pastoral villa, which looks quite large and is quite old.

The house is surrounded by tall and prosperous trees, the wide courtyard is full of wildly growing flowers and plants, the pebbles on the stone path are polished smoothly and shiny by the years, and the once glamorous wooden exterior wall has become mottled and old.

People can see the glory here at a glance, but at the same time, everyone can also notice the desolation it appears at this time.

Of course, these are not the point.

The point is that there is a car parked in the courtyard, which is very new and obviously can be used.

"Have a car?" Fogge's eyes lit up: "Goruno"

He subconsciously called Giorno to go up and use his professional skills, but Giorno was cautious and did not take action.

"Wait, observe it first."

Giorno looked at everything in front of him carefully:

"Why are there still people living in this deep mountain forest? Maybe it will be an enemy."

"It's right"

Fuge nodded, and his expression became cautious.

It was because he was too careless that he was almost blown to pieces by Sem San.

Everyone hesitated, while Li Qing concentrated on himself and used his physical strength to detect possible enemies in the room.

“There is only one person in the room.”

"From the outline, he should be a man, walking a little slow, slightly hunched, and he should be quite old."

Li Qing revealed the results he had detected.

As soon as he finished speaking, the owner of the house pushed open the door and walked out:

As Li Qing guessed, he was an old man who looked a little old.

He was wearing the most ordinary plaid shirt, with white temples and slightly bent on his back. His aging skin was dry and rough, but his blue eyes were bright and bright.

From the outside, this is a pretty energetic old man in the countryside. "Who are you? Why did you run to my doorstep!"

The old man narrowed his eyes vigilantly, with a hint of hostility in his eyes.

This is not surprising: so many young people in strange clothes appeared at their doorstep early in the morning, and normal people would be as careful as him.

And Li Qing and others did not be polite to him.

Although this old man's age has reduced the possibility of being a killer in the technology group to a certain extent, once he was bitten by a snake for ten years, he was afraid of a rope. There are too many acting people who have seen along the way, and they have to face everything in the most cautious way.

"Stop pretending!"

Fuge shouted loudly on his face and said half scared and half deceitful:

"How come someone lives in this wilderness ridge? I think you must be a member of the technology group!" "Technology group, what technology group?"

The old man pointed at his white hair and his extremely simple plaid shirt:

"How can I still be related to the word "technology" like this?"

"besides"

His temper seemed to be more irritable than Fuge, and he gradually became excited without saying a few words:

"My family has lived here for generations. This valley has been my private property since hundreds of years ago."

"So what about the wilderness ridge I live on the land I own, is there anything strange about?"

"It's you guys,"

As he spoke, the old man seemed a little angry:

"They were dressed in disarray and rushed to my doorstep early in the morning and said something inexplicable."

"What the hell do you want to do!"

"Is this really your own home?"

Everyone looked at each other, with a lingering suspicion in their eyes.

"nonsense!"

The old man shouted in anger:

“My full name is Fabio del Bruni.”

"You go to the nearby villages and towns to inquire. Our Bruney family has always been the owner of this valley. This valley is named after our family's surname!"

"That's right," Li Qing said to his companions softly: "I remember the map says that this valley is indeed called Bruney Valley."

"Del"

Faugh remembered the old man's name "Del", which symbolized the person's aristocratic bloodline in the Italian name:

"If this name is true, then his ancestors probably are as broad as what he said."

"What is it? If it is true'"

The old man named Fabio seemed to feel offended:

"I am a descendant of the Brunoy family. Is there anything to doubt about?"

"Um" Everyone looked at each other.

They found themselves involved in a meaningless quarrel.

They didn't want to know how powerful the Bruno family was before. Whether the other party was a descendant of the Bruno family had nothing to do with them.

Even, it doesn't matter if the other party is really an enemy.

As long as they are careful not to give the old man a chance to hurt him, they can drive the car and drive away without hesitation.

"Mr. Fabio, please forgive us for being rude."

Giorno nodded politely, his words and deeds were far more elegant and decent than the irritable old man who claimed to be a descendant of aristocrats:

"To be honest, we have something to ask for your help."

"Our car broke down halfway, and there were no villages or passing vehicles nearby, so"

"No!" Fabio interrupted Gioruno rudely: "I won't hand the car to you gangsters of unknown origin!"

"Don't be excited."

Giorno wrote a blank check without changing his face, and he was still trying to solve the problem through dialogue:
To be continued...