In the woods, Ghost Hand put his right hand into his arms, and when he took it out again, he already had a black pistol with a silencer.

Then, with a hard leap of his feet, his body fell like a big bird into the bushes next to him.

With the sound of "squirming", his figure disappeared into the bushes in a few seconds.

By the time Qin Xiaotian chased here, except for the bushes that were still swaying slightly, there was no longer a shadow of the ghost hand.

"Want to escape?" After Qin Xiaotian snorted coldly in his heart, he chased towards the bushes without hesitation.

It's just that he had just chased a few steps, and suddenly he was blocked by a hair-thin, almost transparent silk thread in front of him.

After Qin Xiaotian stopped, he squatted down, and sure enough, five centimeters from the ground, he found the same silk thread again.

The silk thread in mid-air is actually used to attract people's attention, which is also a common trick used by mercenaries, and Qin Xiaotian is no stranger to it. Although the trap made by the ghost hand during the escape may not be very powerful, for the sake of prudence, Qin Xiaotian still chose to take a detour.

After looking left and right, Qin Xiaotian took two steps to the right without saying a word, and then kicked a few steps with his feet on a thigh-thick tree, and his body directly crossed the barrier of the silk thread, and chased forward again.

After more than a minute of chasing, Qin Xiaotian found that in front of him on the left, a black trace was constantly moving in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Seeing that black shadow, in a few seconds, it will disappear from sight.

But Qin Xiaotian snorted coldly, and did not chase after the black shadow, but quickly dodged behind a thigh-thick tree, and began to carefully observe something in front of the bushes.

At this time, the ghost hand that was hiding in a big tree hugged by one person, after seeing that Qin Xiaotian was not fooled, he secretly cursed in his heart: "Damn, he didn't chase after it, did he find out that it was my disguise?"

While the ghost hand was talking, he was constantly pulling a transparent silk thread in his hand, and at the end of the silk thread, a black suit worn on a cross-shaped branch was constantly moving under the drag of the thin thread!

Although he didn't know how Qin Xiaotian found out about his disguise, the ghost hand understood that from the moment he chose to ambush Qin Xiaotian hidden in the tree, it was inevitable that he and Qin Xiaotian would face off again.

So he pulled the silk thread again, and after seeing that Qin Xiaotian was still not fooled, he gave up controlling the silk thread very wisely, and slowly put his hand into his arms, and took out the black silenced pistol again with a very gentle movement.

Qin Xiaotian hid behind the tree, carefully observed the slightly swaying bushes, and very quickly connected the tracks of those shaking bushes into a line in his mind, and finally, his gaze stayed on the boxwood tree that was hugging one person in the direction of his right hand, about ten meters away from him.

Since the sun had set, it was now pitch black in the woods, and there was not even a single insect chirping except for the sound of the breeze stirring the bushes and leaves, and everything seemed so eerie.

It's just that in the silence of this trajectory, there is an infinite killing machine hidden!

The ghost hand hiding in the tree, after taking out the pistol, slowly aimed the muzzle of the gun at Qin Xiaotian's location. When he made these movements, his movements were very gentle, for fear that because of some subtle movements, he would attract Qin Xiaotian's vigilance.

And Qin Xiaotian's attention at this time was all on the boxwood tree where the ghost hand was hiding. The boxwood tree, which was four or five meters high, had lush foliage and dense bushes growing under the tree.

Therefore, whether it is above or below the tree, it is a very ideal hiding place.

Qin Xiaotian had just had time to lock on to the hiding range of the ghost hand, and the ghost hand decisively stopped pulling the thin line, so he couldn't tell whether the ghost hand was in a tree or in the bushes now.

But no matter where he was, Qin Xiaotian believed that the ghost hand must also be silently waiting for the opportunity in the dark at this time, and struck a fatal blow to himself.

Time had gradually passed in the long wait, and Qin Xiaotian had been confronting the Ghost Hand for more than twenty minutes.

In the process, none of them made a big move, like cheetahs hiding in the grass waiting for their prey to relax.

In the process of performing the mission in the shadow night, Qin Xiaotian could wait motionless for more than twenty hours in order to wait for the best opportunity to make a move, so these more than twenty minutes were not worth mentioning to him at all.

But the ghost hand hiding in the tree was different, he was forced to such a point by Qin Xiaotian, and he was also afraid that Zheng Qiaonan and the others would follow.

Although Zheng Qiaonan and those people were not taken seriously by him, he could even kill anyone except Qin Xiaotian with one blow. But in that case, he would go against his original intention of ambushing Qin Xiaotian.

So after waiting patiently for more than ten minutes again, the ghost hand hidden in the tree finally couldn't hold back the anxiety in his heart and decided to strike first.

He slowly stretched out his hand, took out a yellow bullet from his pocket, and bounced the bullet out in the direction of Qin Xiaotian with his fingers.

After the bullet crossed an arc, it fell into the rolling wood three or four meters away from Qin Xiaotian, and in the silent woods, it made a clear sound.

After hearing this voice, Qin Xiaotian did not poke his head out to check, but used his computer-like brain to calculate the starting point of the bullet in an instant, and locked the location of the ghost hand in an instant.

In the next moment, his right hand was raised, and a dagger that was as black as ink and could not be found in the dark night tore through the air, and flew towards the big tree where the ghost hand was hiding with a slight whistling sound.

At the same time, there was a crisp "poof" sound on the boxwood.

Qin Xiaotian's throwing knives, because of the influence of the dense branches, did not pose a threat to the ghost hands. Similarly, the bullet of the ghost hand only gnawed off a piece of bark from the uncle where Qin Xiaotian was hiding, revealing the white core of the tree.

The ghost hand knew that his position had been exposed when Qin Xiaotian's flying knife shot at him, so after he shot, he jumped down from the tree without hesitation. Otherwise, if you continue to hide in the trees, you will only be treated like a target by Qin Xiaotian.

At the moment of landing, the ghost hand rolled several times in succession, hiding in the dense bushes, and where he rolled, two pitch-black throwing knives plunged deep into the dirt.

At the same time, his pistol also fired two shots at the moving black shadow not far away.

The ghost hand chose a hiding place again, and Qin Xiaotian was not idle! After he dodged out from behind the tree, he rolled two times in a row, and after getting up, he didn't hesitate to rush towards another big tree. This series of actions is done in one go, crisp and neat!

So by the time the woods were calm again, Qin Xiaotian had already come to a position that was only five or six meters away from the ghost hand!

In the dark, the warring parties only exchanged hands again after only half a minute of confrontation. The "pop" sound of the muzzle of the silenced gun, and the slight "boom" of the knife cutting through the air, constantly resounded in the woods.

When Qin Xiaotian counted the bullets of the ghost hand and had exhausted them, his legs kicked on the tree violently, and his whole body was like a cannonball, directly pounced on the ghost hand who was about to change the magazine, and at the same time, the last flying knife in his hand also flew towards the neck of the ghost hand.

"It's too late!" Ghost Hand knew in an instant that he was running out of time.

Although it only took a second for him to change to a new magazine, Qin Xiaotian would not give him half a second.

Therefore, the ghost hand turned his head away, and after dodging the flying knife, he shook his hands violently, and a bunch of iron claws made of stainless steel were already on his hands, and he fought with Qin Xiaotian, who was rushing forward.

But what the ghost hand never imagined was that the weapon in Qin Xiaotian's hand was no longer the amazing dogleg knife that he used when they were in the Huayu Valley Leisure Mountain Villa just now.

A hideous murder weapon less than twenty centimeters long, with two blades and a thin serration and deep blood grooves, made the ghost hand exclaim in an instant.

"Dark ...... Shadowblade! You ...... You are...... Are you Seven Kills?"

When the ghost hand spoke, his voice was already trembling slightly, he never thought that he would actually collide with the legendary Seven Killings, and the most terrifying thing was when he was alone!

It was only at this moment that the ghost hand finally understood why Qin Xiaotian could kill himself when he was in the hall of Huayu Valley, but he deliberately indulged himself into Doufang Mountain!

"It's not that he can't kill me at all, but he doesn't want to reveal his identity, so he lets me escape here!" "After thinking of this, the ghost hand suddenly found in horror that he actually had no way or certainty to escape from Qin Xiaotian's hands, which means that he is now in a mortal situation!

"Seven kills, you...... You let me go, I'll ...... I'm willing to pay any price!" Ghost Hand's eyes were filled with deep despair, and he begged Qin Xiaotian for mercy in a pleading voice.

Maybe someone can do it without changing his face when facing the Seven Killings, but this definitely does not include the Ghost Hand! So the Ghost Hand's fighting spirit has collapsed now, and he can't imagine that the person he has been provoking and despising will actually be the Killing God!!

"When you kidnapped my sister, you were already a dead man!" Qin Xiaotian shook his head expressionlessly before continuing: "Pick up your weapon!"

"No...... Don't, I don't want to die, seven kills, I beg you, let me go this time, I'm willing to do whatever you want me to do, please!" the ghost hand protected the iron claw in front of him, and continued to plead in his mouth as he slowly retreated.

Seeing this, Qin Xiaotian snorted coldly, his figure was like a ghost, and in an instant, he came to the ghost hand, and waved the shadow blade, slashing towards the ghost hand's wrist.

At such a close distance, the ghost hand only had time to flip the iron claw, and hurriedly blocked the path of the Shadow Blade.

But what made him desperate was that the Shadow Blade was like slicing tofu, directly cutting off his iron claws, and then his right wrist was cut through a fine cut by the Shadow Blade.

As soon as the ghost hand's hand was cold, he knew that the Shadow Blade had cut his tendons, and his right hand was useless.

After Qin Xiaotian cut off the right hand tendon of the ghost hand, he didn't stop, but picked off all his hand tendons and tendons before stopping, he had already set his way of death for the ghost hand in his mind!

"Seven kills, you...... You're going to do ...... What are you doing?" asked the ghost hand, slumping weakly on the ground, with a look of horror on his face.

Only when he was really facing this peerless killing god would he feel the terrifying pressure on him, and the ghost hand was already extremely desperate at the moment.

If time could be turned back, he would rather he had never left the Tulip Flower, if time could be turned back, he would definitely cut Meng Qing and Feng Long into pieces and throw them to feed the dogs, but unfortunately, he didn't have a chance!