After nearly twenty kilometers of running down the beaten mountain road, Shen Chong finally reached the corner of one of their roads before the two killers, less than ten minutes from the construction site.

The road was wide enough for a car to pass in one direction, and he faced the direction the vehicle was about to come towards him, with a thigh-sized tree trunk at his side that he had smashed into the ground with a fist. He stood in the middle of the road, his eyebrows facing each other, standing as tall as a pine.

Heavy in the direction of the vehicle on the left side of the mountain, the mountain is dense with vegetation and steep. On the right is a slope about 100 meters deep, with strange rocks on the slope and dense branches and weeds at the edge of the road, which are of varying heights and verdant green. The angle of the corner is not large, but it is less than 50 meters away and you can't see the opposite thing.

Heavy with a light pestle in one hand and a stout trunk as tall as one person, and a military sword hidden in the cuff in the other hand, and behind his back.

He closed his eyes as if he were asleep, and his expression was calm...

came, although the distance is not too close, but in this lonely mountain forest, even the slightest man-made sound can never escape his ear power and sense. He remained motionless, letting the vehicle go from far and near...

Suddenly, the car slowed down, and on the other side of the curve, the car that was still speeding just now slowed down for some reason when it was less than two hundred meters away from Shenzhong, and it seemed that they also felt an unusual smell in the air.

About 30 meters away from the curve, the car was stopped and the engine was turned off, but no one got out of the car, and the scene suddenly fell into boundless silence, only the summer cicadas and birds chirped, which invisibly added some inexplicable atmosphere here.

The two people in the car did not speak, looked at each other, and nodded to indicate that there was a situation ahead. They couldn't see who was on the other side of the curve, so they didn't choose to act rashly, but their sharp instincts told them that the situation was different from most of the situations they had encountered in the past. Of course, there was no fear or nervousness, but a flame of battle was burning in my heart. The two looked at each other again, with a clear smile in their eyes, as if they were about to start a fun game.

The killer in the driver's seat rekindled the engine with a cat-and-mouse smile, and the killer in the passenger seat opened the door lightly at that moment, and the sound of the door opening was perfectly masked by the sound of the engine starting. But no matter how loud the wishful thinking is, someone has to "cooperate", but unfortunately, Shen Zhong is not that person.

"Wow!"

Unexpectedly, a thick tree trunk cut through the dense grass of the bend and appeared out of thin air, like a missile that accelerated suddenly at the end of the course, and shot at the cab window of the vehicle. Thirty meters was a blink of an eye, and the thigh-thick trunk dilated in the killer's pupils, and it was too late to move or avoid it. He let out a low snort, slammed his left hand against the car door, and then clenched his right hand into a fist without stopping, twisting his body and slamming it out.

This seemingly redundant action, in fact, saved him from the situation that he was about to fall into passivity, the car door was slapped by him and flew away from the body and flew towards the tree trunk, "Bang...", a piercing sound, and then the tree trunk slowed down a little, but the momentum continued, and his right fist collided with the tree trunk in the next moment.

"Bang!" was another summer thunderclap, disturbing a large area of birds and animals in the mountains and forests.

"That's not right!"

As soon as he made contact, the killer's heart was alarmed. It was so great and powerful that he underestimated the power of a single trunk. The right fist slammed into the end of the tree trunk, and the wrists, elbows, shoulder joints and muscles were strongly impacted at that moment, and even his whole body fell diagonally to the back seat.

He roared angrily, his fist turned into a palm, his entire arm bent as the force was unloaded, and his left hand slammed into the center of the trunk. The trunk of the tree with a diameter of no less than twenty centimeters was split by him, and only then did he finally defuse the heavy first attack, and at this moment the killer had fallen to the back row.

"Zicang, don't move yet, this guy is not simple. ”

The killer who had just gotten out of the passenger seat saw Shen Zhong's sudden blow, and although he was not affected, he was furious. The killer in the driver's seat kicked open the car door from the back seat, came out in embarrassment, and stopped the killer named "Zicang", obviously, he was shocked by this secret loss, but he did not lose his mind.

Zicang hesitated for a moment, listened to the man's advice, his eyes were fixed on the direction where the trunk was flying, and asked, "Are you okay?"

The two of them speak fluent English, but their faces are undoubtedly Oriental, and this kind of trick seems to others to be nothing more than a simple trick to confuse the enemy, but it cannot be ruled out that there is a plan. In the past, the two of them disdained to use this method, because they had always believed in the truth that in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trickery would be futile, but today, in the face of the unknown enemy of Shenzhong, the two did not hesitate to make the same choice.

The killer shook his head and replied calmly: "A small trick can't hurt my wolf, but you have to be careful, this guy is not an ordinary person!" His right hand is still a little numb.

They all carry firearms with them, but they don't use them often. In their words, destroying the enemy with both hands is what it feels like to have power. The real killer must choose the most suitable and effective way to achieve his goals, but most of the real masters do not like to use external objects, especially some things that cannot exert their own strength at all, to assist themselves, and this is the case with these two people.

Since the trunk of the tree struck, there has been no movement on the other side. Zicang and the killer named Sky Wolf bowed slightly and leaned against the side of the car towards the mountain, their eyes had completely calmed down, and their faces were full of vigilance. Zicang was in front of the Sky Wolf, on all fours, he took the lead in action, not slow, but there was no sound on this stone paved mountain road, and the Sky Wolf followed Zicang three meters behind him.

The two of them were like beasts crawling on the ground, their eyes gloomy and cold. Suddenly, Zi Cang's forward movements froze and stopped, and Sky Wolf could clearly feel the muscles of his whole body tense.

The abrupt pause in his movements instantly pushed the tense atmosphere here to a climax.

Stopping at the turning point of the road, Zicang squinted his eyes slightly and stared ahead, where there was nothing at all, let alone anyone!

The wolf also understood the situation at his signal, and slowly turned his head to look at the mountain, and then at the slope outside the road, and there was nothing unusual. At the scene, only the heartbeat and breathing of the two people remained.

The two looked at each other and didn't dare to take it lightly.

It was not their habit to sit still, and after observing for a while, they still didn't find any problems. Zicang acted again, the speed was still the same as just now, not in a hurry, over the corner of the corner, while the sky wolf and Zicang pulled away to a distance of five meters, and then followed again.

One step, two steps... The heart rate of the two of them at the moment is terrifyingly low, and the pace is the same as the heart rate, which is a slightly weird rhythm that is not fast or slow.

At the moment when the wolf revealed its back through the inflection point, a military mountain opener appeared out of thin air from the grass on the slope below the bend of the road, this sharp short blade with cold light was no longer as "gentle and gentle" as the trunk just now, it brought a majestic and undisguised killing machine!

The light in the wolf's eyes burst out, he had never seen such a fast speed! The guy who had not shown up until now was stronger than he imagined! In the roar, his bowed body was like a spring compressed to the extreme, and it suddenly rose to the ground. The opening knife can be slashed under his abdomen, if it is a small difference, the end will be a thousand miles away!

Shen Zhong no longer hid his figure, jumped up from the slope below the curve, and hit the wolf with his long fist, like a wild dragon. In a life-and-death duel, he rarely said much to others. The wolf body has not yet fallen in the air, and it is completely a heavy target with nowhere to focus, and there is no way to avoid it.

But there was one more person by his side!

Zicang let out a wild roar, and his right leg stomped heavily on the ground, causing countless flying sand and stones on the ground, like a cannonball, and the roaring momentum showed the absolute strength of the opponent's punch. The three of them are very similar to the characters in martial arts novels, soaring in the air.