Most of the policemen were already preparing to go up the mountain, and there were two policemen next to the car, but they all turned to chat with the people around them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Tang Hao walked over without attracting their attention at all, he directly picked up the bow, took some ropes by the way, and then walked back to his car.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

At this moment, there was a burst of gunfire on the mountain, and it turned out that the police who went up the mountain and the kidnappers on the mountain had already exchanged fire head-on.

After a while, the police retreated, and some policemen were shot in the shoulder and carried into the ambulance.

It seems that the bodyguard is right, the firepower of these people is indeed very ferocious.

Tang Hao took a deep breath and observed the situation on the mountain in front of him.

This mountain is a typical mountain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, there is only one main road up the mountain, and there are many cliffs around the mountain that are visible to the naked eye, and ordinary people can't go up at all.

This group of robbers is clearly not your average robber.

The police attack continued in two more waves, and one after another was injured, but they did not penetrate at all.

In the end, the police had to abandon the plan to continue the assault and prepare to attack again in the evening.

"Who took the Hoyt bow?" just then, the policeman next to the car finally noticed that a bow was missing, and shouted there.

No one responded.

The bodyguards here also looked left and right, but didn't find any bows.

"Hey, what about Mr. Tang?" They didn't notice it, but they found that Tang Hao suddenly disappeared.

"Mr. Tang?"

"Mr. Tang?!"

The bodyguards shouted, but they soon found that Tang Hao was also gone.

Tang Hao bypassed the front of the mountain at this time, and began to look for a way up the mountain along the side.

Except for the rocky mountains unique to the karst landform, ordinary mountains cannot be independent, and there are often paths that can be used to go up the mountains where the mountains are connected.

Tang Hao quickly found such a path, although it was a little bumpy, but at least he could get on.

He strapped his bow and rope to his back and began to climb up the path.

Because no one walks all year round, the mountain roads here are overgrown with moss and weeds, and the walk is very slow and dangerous.

Tang Hao climbed a third of the way and found that this would not work.

The idea of the police attacking at night is good, but in reality, even if they can attack it, it will be difficult to find the place where they kidnapped Swift in the dark of night.

And the other party is kidnapping, so the probability of rescuing Swift is very small.

So the best way to do this is to go straight in before dark, find out where Swift was kidnapped, and then take advantage of the night to rescue the hostages.

He grabbed the protruding rock beside him and turned to take in the situation around him.

At this time, I have to say that the adventure with Bell to the Amazon still developed many useful habits for him.

Soon, his eyes were drawn to a large tree in the distance.

It was a tree growing diagonally outward, the size of a man holding it, I don't know if it was because it was so old, or if it fell down during a landslide.

On the opposite side of this carved tree, there is an exposed rock slope, and if you can swing to that side, you can go straight up the mountain.

The leaves of the tree are not very numerous, and it looks a little malnourished, which may be the reason why the roots are not very strong.

Tang Hao looked up at the sky again, and there was no time to hesitate.

The others leaned against the path, carefully took the rope off their backs, roughly estimated the height of the throw, and then sank their two legs and prepared their center of gravity.

One of his hands still grasps the rock, and only one hand can exert force.

The length of the rope is limited, and as long as he doesn't control it well, he may not be able to swing it for him even if he hangs up.

He took a deep breath, his eyes aimed at the tree, and flicked his right hand.

There was an iron hook at the end of the rope, which was thrown out by Tang Hao, like a bullet flying out, flying towards the torso of the big tree.

The hook climbed upwards and flew a little further above the tree.

Then it fell down, and the hook freefell at a certain speed, and the rope spun back and forth on the trunk twice, and then it remained motionless.

Tang Hao was relieved when he saw that it was hung up, stretched out his hand and pulled it, and after feeling firm enough, he was ready to swing over.

Hanging is the beginning of swinging, and the most dangerous part is the beginning of swinging.

Because there is no space to sprint, Tang Hao's strength this time completely depends on his kick on the ground, if he slips, or his hand is loose, then he will fall, and he will have to fall half to death if he doesn't die.

Tang Hao took another deep breath, the sky was getting darker and darker, and he had to hurry.

He bowed down, all his strength sinking to his legs, and then slammed into the ground.

Just like the moment the rocket was launched, Tang Hao used the strength of his legs to rebound, and the whole person flew out directly.

All the weight of the whole person's body is added to the trunk.

"Squeak!"

The tree made a terrifying sound and was bent a little.

This time he swung over, in addition to Tang Hao's weight, there was also the strength of the swing.

Tang Hao swung half of the trunk of the tree.

"Click!" At that moment, the tree made an even more terrifying sound, and then the whole tree fell down rapidly.

Tang Hao felt the center of gravity of the whole person fall down suddenly.

He let go of his hand.

Broke away from the rope, but he was castrated, and the whole person still relied on inertia to fly towards the platform.

"Click!"

The tree made its last crunch, and the whole rock, with which it had been pulled up, broke off from the crack in the mountain and fell straight down.

Tang Hao quickly took down the Hoyt bow on his back in the air and threw it over, and then the whole person hugged his hands together to protect his head.

"Bang dang!"

The Hoyt bow was thrown onto the platform.

Tang Haoren followed and landed on the platform, he rolled twice on the platform, and he quickly grabbed the raised rock beside him to stabilize his body.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a loud noise was heard, and the tree smashed directly to the bottom of the cliff.

Tang Hao gasped twice in a row.

This moment just now was really thrilling, and he now has no less than three abrasions on his body.

But when he looked up and saw a smooth road up the mountain, all his bruises were worth it.

He got up from the platform, didn't have time to deal with the wounds, grabbed the Hoyt bow, and ran straight up the hill.

As soon as I ran into the forest, I heard the sound of birds chirping from time to time, although it is not as jungle as the Amazon, but this mountainous area is really inaccessible around Los Angeles.

Tang Hao had already taken the bow and arrow from his back and put it on the string, and entering the mountainous area meant that he might encounter kidnappers at any time.