Chapter 459 If You Don’t Enter the Tiger’s Den, How Can You Catch the Tiger’s Cubs?

"I have prepared an oxygen tank. Do you want to take a few breaths of oxygen?"

After driving for about three hours, the fat man suddenly reached out and pushed Su Bai, who was almost half asleep and half awake.

Su Bai shook his head and continued to close his eyes.

The fat man took out an oxygen tank, put the stopper over his mouth and took a big sip.

"You are really boring." Su Bai couldn't laugh or cry.

"I don't know if it's because I tipped too much or because the car rental company was so attentive and prepared several small oxygen tanks for me in the car. If I don't inhale, it won't be wasted. We can't waste it."

The fat man took several breaths in a row. To be honest, the thin oxygen did not have much impact on him. Otherwise, he would not have been able to go down to the deep sea cave in Qinhuangdao with Su Bai.

"Why is there a halal mark on this oxygen tank? Damn it, even the air has to be halal." The fat man frowned and threw the oxygen tank directly into the back seat.

"We're almost there, drive slower and pay attention to the situation ahead." Su Bai reminded.

"Yes." Su Bai nodded seriously.

The Talumbu Grand Canyon is not far ahead. Now you can see the appearance of the Grand Canyon from the car, which means that the lama's lair is nearby.

"Dabai, there are people in front of us, and there are quite a few people." The fat man shouted.

"I'm not blind." Su Bai stretched out his hand to signal the fat man to stop the car first.

"Is there a tourist group having a picnic here?" Fatty asked after looking over, because in front of it, near the Grand Canyon, there were seven or eight cars parked there, as well as tents, and some monks walking around. Among them, like a waiter.

"They shouldn't be ordinary tourists. Do you remember what that little fangirl from Gyatso said? Recently, several groups of people like us have driven to this area."

"You mean they are just the same audience as us?" The fat man smacked his lips, "Are they all the bodyguards hired by those lamas?"

"If they were bodyguards, these listeners should all have entered the temple, but they all seem to be camping outside now. Obviously even the temple is very wary of them. I asked you to check the news on the forum, and you did. No?"

"After checking, there is no news. It should have been released through other channels." Fatty replied.

"This is a bit interesting. There are at least seven or eight people in the audience below, or even close to ten people, and they had already set out here before the Nanjing incident;

Since the gathering is here, it must have been organized by the lamas in the temple before. However, because those lamas smelled the smell of blood, they tried to come to Nanjing to kill Gyatso, but they themselves were seriously injured. When it came to their follow-up plan, the originally organized audience had to arrange camping outside the temple, and they were afraid to let them enter the temple directly. "Su Bai guessed, "Originally, those lamas planned to kill Gyatso before moving on to the next step, but now the plan has been ruined. "

"Dabai, no matter what, as long as this group of listeners who came here inexplicably are not the bodyguards hired by those lamas, there will be no problem." The fat man rubbed his hands, "Our goal is to avenge those lamas anyway, so we can bypass them directly Let them sneak into the temple."

Su Bai shook his head, "If you were seriously injured and there were so many listeners sitting in front of your house, could you still live at home to recuperate with peace of mind?"

A strange look flashed in the fat man's eyes, and he said, "Dabai, you mean those lamas are probably no longer in the temple?"

"It's not very possible. It should be more than 90% like this. Now the bodies of those lamas have been destroyed by you and me. One is seriously injured and two are left in the state of their souls. In addition, the broadcast was suddenly stopped for three months. , they estimate that like Gyatso and the monks, they have no chance to recover from their injuries for the time being. When their strength and condition were there before, they could successfully organize an "adventure" and "treasure hunting" activity with so many audiences gathered. Now, these The audience they had gathered on their own before became their biggest threat."

"It's hard to get off the tiger." The fat man stretched out, "That will be troublesome for us. If those lamas really become fools, we might as well let the audience go. It doesn't mean that we both will be killed." Have the pigeons been released together? They are not hiding in their old nests. How can we find them in such a big place like Tibet?"

Just as Su Bai was discussing with Fatty, a jeep drove up from behind them at a very fast speed. Moreover, the car had obviously been modified, and the sound it made while driving and the dust it raised were very strange.

Dynamic car music can be heard from a long distance away.

The car owner should be a very upright person.

Because this is not a scenic spot, the people who drove so far away from the main highway in the wilderness must have their own special purpose. In all likelihood, they are the audience.

A smile appeared on Su Bai's lips, "There is someone behind us."

The jeep stopped next to the car where Su Bai and Fatty were sitting. There were two people in the car. The driver was wearing a black leather jacket and a pair of sunglasses. The other person turned out to be a black man.

Moreover, as soon as he spoke, Su Bai felt that the other person was not the black listener who grew up in China that he had met before, but an authentic foreigner.

"Hey guys, why don't you go to the front?" The other person was holding a large, hemp cigarette in his mouth, and he was still puffing on it while asking questions.

Su Bai looked at the man for a while, then looked away and ignored him. The fat man took out his cigarette, lit it, and took a puff.

"What a profound Chinese."

"That's what people from strong countries are like, and the same is true for the audience of strong people." The young oriental man in the passenger seat said with a disdainful tone.

"Hey, Zhou, shouldn't you be from the same country?" the black man said to the oriental young man in his passenger seat.

"Klaus, I admit that I am Chinese, but I do not admit that they and I are from the same country."

"That sounds really convoluted." Klaus, the black man, shook his head, "Zhou, let's go there first, don't let our lama friends wait too long." As he said that, Klaus rubbed himself "To be honest, I'm still a little excited."

"Those lamas should be from..." The young man surnamed Zhou did not go on. Obviously he knew clearly that the two listeners in the next car should be able to hear clearly what they exchanged.

Klaus glanced at Su Bai and Fatty's car again, "Maybe he was a little impatient to wait, so he planned to leave, and he was a little unwilling to do so." As he said that, Klaus waved at Fatty and Su Bai's car again. He waved, "Hey guys, the event will continue as usual, let's go together."

After saying that, Klaus restarted the jeep and drove towards the campsite ahead.

When the jeep drove far away, the fat man couldn't help but start spraying, "Your brother-in-law is a powerful man, and you can see Wanwan at a glance."

Su Bai glanced at the fat man and smiled, "Qiangguo people use it more often in Hong Kong, and Taiwanese people use 426 more often, but that person's accent should be the Taiwanese version of Mandarin."

"What does 426 mean?"

"Die Alu." Su Bai explained.

"Damn, Dabai, why are you so familiar with this?" Fatty said a little surprised, "Don't tell me that you often go online to fight."

"When I was doing business in the past, I had frequent interactions with the financial groups there. I also lived in Hong Kong and Taiwan for a lot of time." Su Bai rolled down the car window, "Actually, fighting is love, and scolding is love. The two sides taunting each other and scolding each other can actually deepen the communication."

"Dabai, I can't understand your ideological realm. Could it be that the online quarrel between the two keyboard warriors is actually a messenger to promote cultural exchanges?"

"Well, at least in my opinion, it is much more useful and obvious than an official organization like the Kneeling Platform."

The fat man started the car, "So, let's go there too? I mean, those lamas recognize our appearance."

"Those lamas will definitely not come out now. It can be seen from the previous birdman incident that they have a close relationship with the Western audience. This black man should actually have been called over to save the scene. There should be someone We have to do something big, otherwise we won’t be able to attract so many listeners. Fatty, don’t you like fishing in troubled waters the most and are always interested in things like the benefits of magic weapons? I don’t believe you are really not interested.”

"It's a bit risky. If your identity is discovered, you'll have to die." Fatty said a little worried, "Besides, Fatty, I think I've been memorizing words recently, so my luck is not going well."

"It's okay. You've been unlucky for so long recently. It's time for you to turn around. Besides, even if your identity is exposed, what's there to be afraid of? Those audience members are not lamas, and they can't attack us in a group. , at least we still have the confidence to escape unscathed."

"That's right." The fat man drove the car over.

When they were about to arrive at the campsite, a few monks came out, and the fat man stopped the car in front of them.

"Donor, you are a guest here. Please come with us."

This monk spoke Chinese very well, so the fat man parked the car here, got out of the car with Su Bai, and followed the monk in front of him into the campsite.

The black man Klaus over there has disappeared, and the young man surnamed Zhou is standing outside the campground holding some small flags as if playing with something. Seeing Su Bai and the fat man coming over, he didn't say anything. He was looking at his own affairs and mumbling something.

Several small flags had been inserted into the ground, and the fat man deliberately walked between them.

The face of the young man surnamed Zhou originally showed a look of sullenness, but then a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he asked:

"Qiangguo people, do you know formations?"

"Hello Wanwan, yes, I know the formation."

The fat man and the young man surnamed Zhou directly faced each other with big eyes and small eyes. This scene was a bit cute.