Zhuo Jun estimated that Ah Que must have been hit hard in the city, so he fled all the way, except for the sporadic "Bingzuka" secret charms, the traces and breath of the fight were basically none, and occasionally a little, it was also very light.

However, this is a little lighter, and for him, it is enough.

Neidan's skill has been operated to the extreme, his facial features are intelligent, his ears and eyes are clear, and within twenty meters of the surroundings, even the slightest trace and breath cannot escape his feelings.

After running for more than seventy miles in one breath, seeing that he had chased out of the Gyeonggi Garrison, Zhuo Jun suddenly realized that the other party was not blindly pursuing, but chasing and catching up, deliberately chasing Ah Que out of the Gyeonggi Territory, and then finally making a move.

The reason for doing this is only one possibility, they also used a certain scale of thermal weapons!

Because no matter how strong the power is, basically no one dares to use hot weapons in Yanjing, it is definitely a monstrous capital crime that no one can suppress!

Who is it that makes such a ruthless death move? Not to mention the hard pursuit for more than 100 miles, he also directly used hot weapons to carry out the final hunt?

Boom Boom

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Blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular. At this time, God seemed to be coming to add to the chaos, and when Zhuo Jun was hurrying along the traces left behind, there was a sudden downpour in the sky, and after a heavy rain, the traces were washed away, and the breath was washed away.

Just when he was hesitating alone in the dark and rainy night, anxious to go crazy, a hint of alarm suddenly appeared in his heart, and he looked up sharply to the right front, only to see that in the miserable rainy night, there was a faint black col, above the col, the blood was soaring, soaked in the night, and seemed to be in the shape of red mist.

In fact, everyone's qi and blood are strong and weak, the firmer the willpower, the stronger the body, the more vigorous the qi and blood, like Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu at the end of Qin, the legend is that the blood light on the top of the head is like a pillar of light, which can go straight to the sky.

Of course, ordinary people can't see it, and only in the eyes of a skilled magician who knows the art of contemplating qi can he see the qi and blood of the human body.

Zhuo Jun is also because he has been cultivated for a period of time with his master's friend who is proficient in Ziwei Doushu, and today's Nei Dan Gong has been exerted to the extreme, the breath around his body is rich, and he has a lot of sympathy with heaven and earth, so he feels that there is a killing machine of qi and blood, although it is not as exaggerated as described in the ancient books, but it can envelop the entire mountain col, but it is also the only one he has seen in his life.

"Could it be that they blocked Ah Que on this mountain?!"

Zhuo Jun's heart tightened, and he didn't stay at the moment, like a bird with wings, flickering and moving, and quickly shuttling between the mountains.

Soon, he came to the mountain, and then he realized that this place was not so much a mountain as a large barren hill with steep terrain, and no matter how high his skills were, it would be extremely difficult to get out of it if he was surrounded by a group of people with hot weapons.

Two minutes later, Zhuo Jun came to the opposite side of the mountain, where there was an asphalt paved road, the road was not very wide, and it stretched out in front of it.

When I was about to touch it, I suddenly saw the bright light of a flashlight in front of me, it was a bamboo picker who hurriedly touched it from the mountain after the rain, thought about it for a while, and greeted it, "This big brother, is there a cave in this mountain, and what is the location behind the mountain?" ”

"Little brother, it's raining heavily, don't go up the mountain!"

Zhuo Jun said anxiously: "I have a friend playing in the mountains, and I haven't come down yet, I have to hurry up and find him......"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and said enthusiastically: "I'll go up with you, you are not familiar with the road, it is dangerous." ”

"No need, big brother, just tell me."

"There are three ...... in the cave," the middle-aged man pointed to the general direction, and then forcibly stuffed the flashlight in his hand to Zhuo Jun, "Take it, this mountain is connected by two, and behind the mountain is the Jinquan River, and the water is very large...... Feed! You run slower! Dangerous! ”

Zhuo Jun turned his head and ran away, and after flashing the sight of the middle-aged man, his body soared wildly, his arms spread, like a roc spreading its wings, and rushed up in the bushes next to the drainage ditch.

……

Fifteen minutes ago, in an abandoned factory in a small town on the side of the mountain, a middle-aged man in his thirties hung up the phone, with a sinister smile on his face, and after looking around him, he said: "The little beast has gone up the mountain, and the hunting operation has begun!" Check your gear and get ready to go! ”

"Yes!"

As soon as the middle-aged man's words fell, there was a sound of response around him, and fifteen or sixteen young people with fierce expressions came out from all over the factory, and the sound of the bolt pulling was one after another in the factory.

"Brother Hao, it's just one person, as for letting us lurk here all day in advance, and bring so many brothers with you?" A burly man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old walked up to the middle-aged man, swaying, the military dagger in both hands spun out a few knife flowers, and a cruel and bloody smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and asked casually.

Peng Hao glanced at the man and said lightly: "Jackal, if I say that if I face him alone, I will definitely die, do you think there are more people who go?" ”

After hearing Peng Hao's words, the jackal's pupils suddenly constricted, and he exclaimed, "What? Brother Hao, he ...... He's even better than you?! ”

Peng Hao is basically a legend in the Asian mercenary world, he once assassinated a prominent drug lord in the Golden Triangle, and once escaped alone under the encirclement and suppression of the Lao government army in Myanmar, which caused heavy casualties on the other side, because he came from the Chinese Celestial Empire, so he was called "Tianhao".

Since the formation of the mercenary group seven years ago, in the past seven years, large and small, it has taken over many tasks, including participating in some internationally famous local wars in Central Asia and North Africa.

It is no exaggeration to say that Peng Hao is the soul of this mercenary group, especially the melee strength that he relies on to become famous, and he can be called an invincible existence in the hearts of the team members, but now Peng Hao actually said that he was not the opponent of the other party, which suddenly made everyone in the field show a look of astonishment.

“…… Brother Hao, is it close combat? One of the mercenaries asked, a little disbelieving.

"In the case of seven to one, two senior brothers and one senior uncle of my Xianshou Town were seriously injured in his hands one after another, and the others more or less hung up some colors, one of them is still unconscious, what do you say?"

As soon as Peng Hao's words were finished, all the team members were dumbfounded and stunned on the spot, this, is this possible!

"What? Scared? Peng Hao looked at the two teams of players standing in front of him, with an unpredictable smile on his face, and snorted coldly: "I'm scared, it's still too late, hurry up and go back with me, it's better to cut the bottom too, don't fucking call yourself a man!" ”

Peng Hao was born in "Xianshou Town", one of the three holy places of health preservation in China, because he made mistakes in his early years, he was expelled from the town, and after he couldn't get along in China, he ran abroad, relying on his excellent skills, and set out to build a mercenary group that ran rampant in Asia, so although he was born in traditional kung fu, he advocated modern weapons more.

This was the first time that Uncle Shi and Senior Brother took the initiative to contact him after being expelled from the town, so he cared very much, pushed away all the tasks at hand, and with the help of the town's forces, he rushed to the country with the elite team as soon as possible, hid here, and cooperated with the final finishing work.

Originally, according to his guess, no one could survive the siege of the four senior brothers and three senior uncles, and it was estimated that he would not be able to make a move at all, but he didn't expect to encounter such a hard stubble against the sky!

However, he was not worried at all, although he had practiced traditional national arts since he was a child, he knew more about the lethality of modern weapons, and he definitely didn't believe that with the strength of his mercenary group, he would not be able to kill the kid who was already seriously injured?

Peng Hao's words hit the hearts of these mercenary group members like a heavy hammer, and these bloodthirsty people seemed to be stimulated by his words, and with a wave of the jackal's knife, he stepped forward and roared loudly: "Brother Hao, my Tianhao mercenary group has never been afraid of words, God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!" ”

"God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!"

The remaining dozen or so men also roared, so loud that even the downpour outside could not suppress the earth-shattering roar.

"Good! Let's go! ”