That is the price of life being worse than death. Death will become less terrible. Maybe it is a luxury hope.

Arriving at the secret base in the mouth of Sha Luo, Jun Zhiyuan walked non-stop towards the dungeon of the secret base. On this small island, Jun Zhiyuan's secret team was stationed.

That is to say, the small team that launched Al Qaeda in Afghanistan today has been stationed on an unknown island not far from City A, and it only takes 2 hours by helicopter to arrive.

This is a private island that does not belong to any country, but it cannot be found out that it belongs to any one person. It is just that it cannot be found out, because it belongs to Jun Zhiyuan.

What Jun Zhiyuan, a powerful man, wants to hide is absolutely impossible to find out. Even if it is a powerful country, there is nothing that can be done against Jun Zhiyuan. Hell Shura is Hell Shura, and his reputation is not in vain.

As soon as Jun Zhiyuan arrived on the island, a group of people greeted Jun Zhiyuan with respect and a bit of fear in their eyes. Jun Zhiyuan was their young master and their boss, but he was also the youngest person in the world.

The man they feared most,

At this moment, Jun Zhiyuan just wanted to go straight to the dungeon. He wanted to see if the man who dared to hurt his woman had any tricks. Even when Bin Laden was alive, he would not dare to offend him.

But this man is so arrogant, do you really think that no one dares to do anything to him? Wrong, you must believe that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people.

A large group of people came to the dungeon,

As soon as I walked to the door of the dungeon, there was a deep and sinister breath, which made people shiver uncontrollably.

This is a dungeon that is almost as big as an underground parking lot. The ground is still a fence. It is wet and has a bit of an unpleasant smell, a rotten smell and a fence smell. There are several other smells that are difficult to distinguish.

What is it? The combination of several smells makes people sick.

"Young Master, we'd better not go in. Let's have someone bring that person out." It doesn't matter if they go in, but their Young Master is a rich man, how can they enter a place like this?

Jun Zhiyuan seemed not to have heard the words of the man next to him. He walked up with a cold face, and the man did not dare to say anything. Everyone knew that their young master had an unstable personality and had to take good care of him.

If you are not careful, you may even get caught in it.
Chapter completed!