Chapter 33: The Storm

"Bang bang!"

In the woods, Meng Yang raised his gun and shot at Guohui.

Guohui flew behind a tree. Bullets hit trees.

Meng Yang chased after Guohui.

Guohui continued to gallop into the woods.

Meng Yang quickly raised his gun and fired at Guohui.

"Bang!"

"Plop!"

Guohui fell to the ground in response.

Meng Yang was taken aback. He clenched his gun in both hands and stared at Guohui cautiously.

Guohui lay on the ground and did not move.

Meng Yang took a slight step forward and slowly approached Guohui.

Guohui always lay on the ground motionless.

Meng Yang came to Guohui, pointed the gun in his hand at Guohui, and glanced down at Guohui's face.

Guohui's face was pressed against the ground, his eyes closed.

Meng Yang stretched out his foot and gently touched Guohui's shoulder.

Guohui did not react in the slightest.

Meng Yang held the gun in his right hand, reached into his pocket with his left hand, and pulled out a pair of handcuffs.

He bent down, handcuffed, and slowly approached Guohui's wrist.

"Smack!"

Guohui suddenly reached out and grabbed Meng Yang's gun-holding hand.

Meng Yang was shocked!

Guohui pulled hard, turned over, and snatched the gun in Meng Yang's hand with his other hand.

Meng Yang flipped his right wrist, threw the pistol down, and caught the pistol with his left hand.

He quickly raised his gun and pointed it at Guohui.

Guohui quickly got up and kicked Meng Yang's wrist.

"Whoosh!"

The gun in Meng Yang's hand was kicked away and landed on the grass a few meters away.

Meng Yang and Guohui glanced at each other.

The two of them kicked each other in the chest at the same time.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came, and Meng Yang and Guohui retreated backwards at the same time.

The two of them took a few steps backwards, and at the same time stabilized their bodies and stood still.

Meng Yang quickly reached out and pulled out a police dagger, held it in his forehand, and stared at Guohui cautiously.

Guohui also took out a double-edged dagger from his waist, held it with his backhand, and looked at Meng Yang.

The two of them looked at each other—

The woods suddenly became unusually silent!

……

A breeze blew through it, bringing a hint of wind, and the branches and leaves in the woods swayed.

A leaf fell, slowly passing in front of Meng Yang's eyes.

Meng Yang's eyes were wide open, his gaze was like a torch, and his momentum was compelling.

Guohui's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were cold, and he did not show weakness.

Meng Yang stared at Guohui and said in a deep voice: "To be selected by Li Za, there are indeed two times!"

"You're not bad! There aren't many policemen with your skills......," Guohui responded.

"Huh!"

Meng Yang suddenly waved his dagger and stabbed at Guohui.

Guohui waved his dagger to resist.

"Bell!"

The two daggers collided with each other with a crisp crashing sound.

Guohui used the dagger to flick off the dagger in Meng Yang's hand.

"Whoosh!"

Meng Yang suddenly threw an uppercut with his left hand, hitting Guohui in the chin.

Guohui raised his left hand, blocked Meng Yang's fist, and wrapped his backhand around Meng Yang's wrist.

Guohui flipped his wrist holding the dagger, counterattacked with the dagger, and stabbed Meng Yang in the right chest.

Meng Yang dodged sideways, bent over and spun around in place, using the strength of the whirling wrist to break free from Guohui's clamp.

Meng Yang stood reflexively, quickly lunged forward, and stabbed Guohui with a dagger. Guohui hurriedly retreated, waving a dagger to resist. Meng Yang took advantage of the dagger to rush forward in a few horizontal lunges one after another, constantly stabbing at Guohui. Guohui constantly waved his dagger to resist.

"Bell bell!"

The daggers collided one after the other, making a piercing crashing sound.

Meng Yang suddenly withdrew the dagger, his feet suddenly exerted force, and after running two steps, he jumped up, holding the dagger with both hands, and his body spun in mid-air to stab Guohui's legs. Guohui hurriedly dodged sideways. Meng Yang's body spun in the air and landed on the ground, his body squatted down, kicked out a kick and swept his legs, and Guohui jumped high. Meng Yang reflexively stabbed Guohui with a dagger again, and Guohui waved the dagger to resist.

"Bell!"

The daggers collided in mid-air, making a violent crash.

Meng Yang withdrew the dagger, turned to face Guohui, squatted and rushed towards Guohui, and the dagger went straight to Guohui's legs. After Guohui landed, he quickly took two steps back, and swung his dagger to stab Meng Yang's shoulder. The two daggers stabbed at each other at the same time.

Guohui and Meng Yang stretched out their left hands at the same time and grabbed each other's dagger-wielding wrists-

"Smack!"

The two grabbed each other's wrists, and the two daggers suddenly hovered in midair.

Guohui and Meng Yang looked at each other, their hands clamped each other down, and neither of them could move.

"Huh!"

Guohui and Meng Yang threw out the dagger in their right hand almost at the same time, let go of their left hand, and grabbed the dagger in mid-air.

Both of them swung their daggers at the same time, slashing at each other's chests.

"Wow!"

The two daggers came into contact in midair, sending a spark and a piercing sound of metal grinding.

Guohui and Meng Yang took a few steps back at the same time, stood still, staring at each other with daggers in hand.

Guohui stared at Meng Yang, his brows furrowed, and his face was solemn. With a flick of his wrist, he grasped the handle of the dagger, changing from a backhand grip to a forehand grip. His body turned slightly to the right, his center of gravity shifted back slightly, and his right leg stepped forward, becoming a right virtual step.

"Whoosh!"

Meng Yang suddenly swung his dagger and stabbed at Guohui. Guohui's right foot suddenly stepped forward and became a right lunge, leaning down, his left palm resting on the upper right front of his head, palm up, and grabbing Meng Yang's wrist holding the dagger.

Guohui's hind legs suddenly exerted force, kicked the ground hard, and quickly stabbed Meng Yang's chest with a dagger in his right hand.

Meng Yang saw the dagger stabbing at him, and he hurriedly dodged sideways, but it was too late.

The dagger flashed with cold light and stabbed at Meng Yang's chest......

"Huh!"

Just when the dagger was only less than two centimeters away from Meng Yang's chest, Guohui suddenly flipped his wrist and withdrew the dagger.

He slammed his fist into Meng Yang's chest.

Meng Yang's body center of gravity was unbalanced, and he took a few steps back one after another, barely standing still.

Guohui quickly withdrew his hand, turned over and took two steps back, staring at Meng Yang.

Meng Yang clutched his chest hard. He raised his head and looked at Guohui.

Guohui looked grim.

Meng Yang suddenly turned around and rushed towards the woods beside him.

Guohui's eyes widened suddenly.

Meng Yang flew into the woods in the distance, jumped up, his body flew in mid-air, and reached out to pick up the gun on the ground.

He landed on the ground and rolled forward, half-crouched on the ground, and stood still.

Meng Yang quickly raised his gun and aimed it at Guohui.

Guohui stared at Meng Yang and lowered his head slightly.

"Stop pushing me......"

Guohui threw something at Meng Yang with all his might.

Meng Yang quickly stretched out his left hand to catch it.

He raised his left hand slightly, and looked down at what was in his hand—

Seeing the thing in his hand, Meng Yang's eyes were suddenly shocked!

"You ......"

Meng Yang raised his head, but Guohui was gone.

Meng Yang turned his head to look in the direction of the woods. Guohui's back had already rushed into the woods, running quickly into the distance.

Meng Yang looked at Guohui's figure running away, clenched his fists slightly, and put down the gun in his hand.

"Team Meng!"

A shout suddenly came from the woods behind Meng Yang.

Meng Yang turned around and saw Xie Yufei and several special police officers running from a distance.

Meng Yang clutched his chest and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Xie Yufei came to Meng Yang and looked at Meng Yang worriedly, "How are you?"

Meng Yang: "I'm fine, what about the others?"

Xie Yufei: "It's all caught." Team Meng, the SWAT team caught a few more injured drug bandits near the boulder pile on the mountain, all of them were shot in the thigh, and several bodies were found, how to deal with them?"

"Check it out!"

Meng Yang turned around and walked up the mountain.

Xie Yufei and several special police officers quickly followed.