Rumble... rumble!
The rotor blades slowed, and the helicopter gradually descended onto a flat stretch of ground outside a valley.
The doors of two military jeeps that had long been waiting there opened, and several burly men ran over.
They straightened before Hua Qiang's group and gave a crisp military salute.
"Captain of the Black Tortoise Squad of the Dragon Group, Xuan Wuyan, under orders to welcome you, chiefs."
Yang Zaixing hurriedly reached out and shook his hand, asking anxiously, "How is the Dragon King now?"
Xuan Wuyan hesitated for a moment, then said with a grief-stricken expression, "Not good!"
"Get in the car, quickly. Let's go. I brought an expert with me. The Dragon King can be saved this time!"
"An expert?"
Xuan Wuyan glanced at Hua Qiang, looking somewhat doubtful, but out of a soldier's discipline, he did not question it.
After all, Yang Zaixing had brought him. Not only was Yang Zaixing the Municipal Party Secretary of Magic City, he was also that man's junior. There was no way he would harm their Dragon King.
"Alright, please, chiefs!"
He made a welcoming gesture toward Hua Qiang, then called for everyone to get into the vehicles. The two jeeps sped away in a cloud of dust.
Hua Xiaoyao and Hua Sijun both curled their lips at the same time, deeply displeased by the man's disregard for them.
Naturally, Hua Qiang did not miss that little gesture, but he said nothing.
Children's matters did not need too much interference, as long as they did not cross the line.
Soon, the vehicles drove into the valley. As they passed the training ground, the sight of those men training and sparring immediately caught the two children's attention.
The two hurriedly had the car stop, then jumped out and waved at Hua