Zhao Kun moved quickly in the low dense forest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Next to it are high and low houses made of wood and thatch. Through the thin wooden walls, there was a cacophony of human voices, which were men with guns searching for them. Occasionally, one or two people caught his shadow in their sights, and they always failed to chase him.

He was looking for the room where the "General", or rather, the Golden Python, was most likely to hide. Between these similar-looking walls, he had to find the right answer. He stepped over the low roofs in the shadow of the taller houses, and the wooden structure creaked "creak" and "creak" beneath his feet.

One or two shots were fired into the roof, sending the thatched grass flying, but they could only chase the ghostly trail in vain.

Can't find it. The crowd is closing, and if it goes on like this, you will always be caught.

Zhao Kun finally got his heart up, climbed off the roof and entered the house, obtained the fire equipment, and in a moment, several fires were irregular, burning from several houses in the camp.

The damp wood crackled and smoked blue-gray. Although there was no wind to help the fire, the houses that had been poured oil burned at an astonishing rate.

Zhao Kun chose a hidden place and quickly lay down. Just listen to the "bang" "bang" "bang" and a few loud bangs in a row, who has ammunition in the house and blew up in the fire!

The chaotic fire scene also revealed Zhao Kun's approximate location almost immediately. Outlaws with guns surrounded this side.

On the other side, from an ordinary low house, several people hurriedly walked out with some heavy boxes, Zhao Kun didn't have to think about it, he immediately went around to the back of the row house and flew out in that direction.

Sure enough, the person carrying the box came out, and then, there were four or five people, blocking the middle person with their bodies, unable to see their body shape and age, and walked quickly to the back of the house.

Zhao Kun ran at full speed to the front of the gang as he patrolled the place where the houses were concentrated. The others were in a mess, either fighting fires or hunting for them with a fierce face.

People are here! He jumped up along the wall, and with a strong grip of both hands, he went straight to the top of the wall more than three meters high, and then there was no cover, and almost immediately someone saw him, and the bullets came with a shout. But Zhao Kun's speed did not slow down in the slightest, and without hesitation, he ran to the other end of the roof in a few steps and jumped down.

Right above the crowd in a hurry!

His knees were like two huge stones, and in an instant, they slammed into the necks of the two bodyguards, directly smashing the two of them into mud, and at close range, the blade directly touched the neck of the person in the middle of the crowd.

This man was in his fifties, of medium height, with a majestic countenance, but his eyes were as fierce as those of a beast.

At close range, the blade is no less powerful than the gun, and in the hands of a professional killer, a slight touch will surely die!

The man did not see much panic, the half of the cigar in his hand, which had not been extinguished in the midst of his escape, picked it up, took a puff, squinted his eyes, and slowly exhaled the cyan smoke, as if enjoying the last cigarette of his life. Around his neck, the golden python with the thickness of his little finger is connected head and tail, holding his tail in his mouth, which is extremely delicate.

Silly forks always like to use something unique to show their identity, but the real masters often don't have this habit. However, this "general" is arrogant and rejoicing, and he is indeed famous far and wide. On his own territory, he swaggered a little, he must not have expected to attract the great god Zhao Kun!

The subordinates of the "Golden Python" were indeed intimidated by this move.

Except for the two lumps that were already paralyzed on the ground, although the rest locked on Zhao Kun with a gun in an instant, as soon as Zhao Kun controlled the "general", he immediately dragged him back half a step and clinged to the wall. There are stairs behind him, and there is a "general" in front of him as a meat shield, who dares to shoot, even if there are snipers in ambush, there is nothing to do.

After the "general" took that puff of cigarette, he spoke unhurriedly, still in the lingua franca, and asked, "Who sent you?" ”

"You." Zhao Kun whispered, "I heard that you want to see me?" ”

"Me? See you? The man was obviously really surprised, and frowned: "I don't even know who you are." ”

Zhao Kun's expression when he looked at him didn't look like lying, not to mention, if the "general" really wanted to see him, he didn't have to hide it at this time. He thought for a moment, but still lowered his voice and said, "In that case, I have to borrow you to cover me and go out first." ”

The other party smiled bitterly and said, "I almost thought you were a 'general'." Since it's not, it looks like we're both going to have to die here today. ”

Zhao Kun didn't pay attention to him at all, clamped his arms around him, and whispered to his bodyguard, "Don't follow." The vest was attached to the wall, from one side of the room, to the back, still using the man's body as a shield on the side, and moved quickly towards the path out.

After walking for about ten meters, the bandits who rushed to intercept their way. Zhao Kun took hostages, was forced into a corner by them, and fan-shaped surrounding. More than a dozen guns, muzzles pointed at two people, ready to penetrate with one shot at any moment.

Zhao Kun seemed to be a little shocked and stood still.

At this time, I heard a man's voice laughing and saying, "That's not necessarily, you have to die, he and I haven't decided yet." ”

A middle-aged man dressed in traditional Siamese costume stepped out from behind the encirclement, and the warrior with a gun automatically made way for him. This middle-aged man looks quite majestic, and he can see the temperament of a soldier on his body, but a scar on the corner of his eyebrows makes one eyelid slightly hanging, a little fierce.

There is no need to guess, Zhao Kun already knows that the person in front of him is the real "general".

"This person," the general said, pointing to Zhao Kun's hostage, "is my guest, and the number one person on Weinan's side." ”

"And what do you mean your people are holding me back?" Zhao Kun said coldly: "Let the guests die on your territory, you don't look good." ”

"Feel free to do whatever you want, it's been a long time since I didn't like this guy anyway. I promise, if you don't kill him, we can all stand here and talk. ”

The "hostage" also smiled bitterly: "General Na, I already knew that you wouldn't let me go so easily." You've been coveting my business in Wienan for a long time, haven't you? ”

General Na smiled but said nothing.

At this time, Zhao Kun interrupted their conversation and said lightly: "I advise you not to move." ”

General Na reacted, and immediately looked down at his feet, people like them who were born and died, judged the situation much faster than ordinary people.

Sure enough, Zhao Kun lit up the detonator in his hand slightly, and pressed the button: "There is a reason why you are standing here." Don't think about sneaking up on me, even if the bullet hits me, I'll be enough to wipe you out. (To be continued.) )