(Chapter 2 will be updated at 8 pm~)

Sikong Yao poked his head out of the tunnel, the moonlight hit his face warmly, and the grievances in the damp crypt were suddenly expressed, and his heart was really comfortable.

A bend of the moon hung high in the sky, and two gentle figures shuttled quickly between the mountains and forests.

Meng Xiyao's pace and frequency gradually decreased, the forty pounds of iron chains he carried were too heavy, and the previous high-load work for twenty-four hours in a row had brought a large amount of lactic acid backlog to his body, and Meng Xiyao's physical strength was not much left.

Sikong Yao felt Meng Xiyao's gradually chaotic aura, so he proposed, "Xiyao, find a place to rest." ”

Meng Xiyao gasped violently, the cold wind in the night penetrated into his lungs, and the ice was as cold as a knife, and there was naturally no reason to shirk Sikong Yao's suggestion.

There are three main points for sleeping in the wilderness, food, water, and shelter.

There is no one at the moment, and if you want to spend a night in this Changshan Mountain Range, I am afraid that there will be more than one luck.

The two had not been out for long when they suddenly felt a commotion.

A faint smell of blood spread in front of him, and a huge figure leaped out, rampage all the way, invincible.

Sikong Yao took a closer look, and it turned out to be the owner of Fulong Village who ran all the way over with his injured left hand.

Immediately behind the owner of the village were four people dressed in dark suits and wearing ghost masks.

The leader took out the pistol on his waist and shot it at the owner of Fulong Village.

The bullet hit the calf, which was hailed as the second heart of a person, and the owner of Fulong Village, who had lost his balance, stumbled and fell to the ground.

Seeing that four ghost-faced people surrounded him, the owner of the village showed that he was ruthless and planned to fight to the death.

The owner of Fulong Village is definitely not a person who has nothing to show for himself, and his mental quality of crawling in the pile of dead people for many years is unreservedly revealed at this moment.

Fighting fiercely, the most afraid is the person who does not want to die, as the saying goes, the dog will jump off the wall when he is in a hurry, not to mention a two-meter-tall man.

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, even if one hand and one foot are injured, the strong physical fitness also allows the owner of the village to have the upper hand in the situation of one enemy and four, if it is not for the other party's guns, the owner of the village will definitely not choose to escape.

The owner of the village grabbed a boulder of more than ten catties on the ground and threw it behind him, and the boulder shot out like a flying cannonball.

With this flying stone, he understood one person, and frightened the remaining three ghost-faced people with a slight tremor in their hearts.

When the brave wins on the narrow road, the owner of the village suddenly got up, pounced like a flying tiger, and then put down another one with a punch.

Only then did the two ghost-faced men react, and hurriedly took out the pistol on their waists, perhaps because of fear, the ghost-faced man didn't care too much, and the shooting was a random shot.

The owner of the village dodged the first dozen bullets, but did not dodge the last one.

At a close distance of 50 meters, the body armor is actually unable to play a role, the impact of the bullet will destroy the metal structure of the body armor, and the fragments will increase the destructive force of the impact.

But this bullet landed on the shoulder of the owner of the village, and the owner of the village pounced again like an enraged lion.

The ghost-faced man was the first to react, but the iron fist as big as the casserole of the owner of the village had already arrived as scheduled, and the two ghost-faced people were beaten to the point that they lost consciousness.

After the owner of the village dealt with the four ghost-faced people, he gasped violently, and the wounds on his left hand, right leg and left shoulder came with bursts of heart-rending pain.

The owner of the village frowned, tilted his head and opened his mouth, trying to relieve the pain by screaming, but he forced the breath back, the man bled without tears, and he had to swallow his stomach when he broke his teeth, and his arrogant pride made him not allow himself to put on such a humiliating posture.

The owner of the village barely stood up from the ground, but more than a dozen ghost-faced people rushed over one after another, lured by the previous gunshots.

At the end of the hero, the owner of the village at this time is already at the end of the crossbow, and he is no longer powerless to resist.

Later, several ghost-faced people found the owner of the village and killed him with a bayonet in their hands, and these ghost-faced people were also divided into ranks, obviously these few people did not have a high status in the organization, and could only carry knife weapons.

The owner of the village dragged the two boulders in his hand to death, planning to smash a few backs when he died.

The ghost-faced man had already been killed, and just when the owner of the village was about to rush out to fight for a fish and die in the net, two figures came out from behind, one small and exquisite, and the other vigorous and agile.

Wing Chun's plum blossom pile footwork seemed extremely light at this moment, and I saw Sikong Yao shuttling quickly between the ghost-faced crowd, and with a wave of his hand, several Japanese punches fell on the ghost-faced man's body, and the punches reached the flesh, and the strength of the inch fist shook the ghost-faced man's body with a burst of qi and blood.

Meng Xiyao is definitely a master of using a knife, and after capturing the ghost-faced man with an anti-joint technique, he grabbed the bayonet, and with a knife in his hand, Meng Xiyao was like a vicious wolf that broke into the flock. The knife fell, and the cold light flashed, and the back of the knife slashed at the throat of the ghost-faced man, which could make him unconscious in an instant.

Meng Xiyao shook the knife, and the bayonet that shot straight out landed on a tree.

The blade of the knife made a "buzzing" sound because of the trembling, and the bayonet sank straight into the trunk of the tree three inches deep, shaking the whole tree for a while, and the leaves could not stop falling.

The last ghost-faced man hiding behind the tree was also shocked to spit out a mouthful of blood, and then passed out, and in just five minutes, the two of them leveled all the ghost-faced people.

Sikong Yao grinned at the owner of the village and said with a smile: "It's really funny that the owner of Fulong Village will be hunted down and killed." ”

The owner of the village was not angry, but laughed loudly, over the years there has been no shortage of guns and lying on the tip of the knife, but it is always the most refreshing feeling of escaping death.

"Hahaha! Whatever you say, you two saved my life anyway, and you will be my benefactors from now on. ”

Sikong Yao never thought that the owner of Fulong Village would be so bold, he just didn't want to kill again, and after discussing with Meng Xiyao, he decided to join forces to stop the ghost-faced man, but at this time, Sha Fengzhi's performance made Sikong Yao feel good.

Sikong Yao laughed angrily: "You, the owner of Fulong Village, are really unproductive, and you have been plotted by so many people. ”

Sha Fengzhi shouted: "What do you know? If it weren't for these people's plots, you two would have been slaughtered by me last night. ”

Sikong Yao glanced at Sha Fengzhi, and then asked, "What is the origin of these people?" ”

Sha Fengzhi ripped off a person's ghost mask, and said angrily: "Ge Laozi, it's really the dog leg of Feihuangzhai, and he wants to kill Lao Tzu under the excuse of Hezuo, and Lao Tzu is not finished with you!" ”

Sikong Yao then asked, "What is Feihuang Village?" ”

Sha Fengzhi said angrily: "It's just a group of robbers who kill people and set fires." ”

This sounded really funny, which made Sikong Yao laugh for a while, and said, "Lord of the village, you seem to be like this yourself, right?" The thief shouted to catch the thief. ”

Sha Fengzhi said absentmindedly: "The little girl talks a lot, believe it or not, I still slaughtered you and drank it." ”

Although Sha Fengzhi is just a joke, but the speaker has no intention, and the listener has a heart, Meng Xiyao instantly protected Sikong Yao behind him, always beware of Sha Fengzhi.

Sikong Yao calculated that Sha Fengzhi would definitely not harm her at this moment, and she was also a strong person, so she said unceremoniously: "Then I'll just wake them up again and let them kill you." ”

Sha Fengzhi sneered: "It's late, it's in my hands, it's a dead end." ”

After saying that, Sha Fengzhi actually raised his foot and stomped the head of the ghost-faced man.

Meng Xiyao took the lead in rushing out, blocked the sand seal with one foot, and shouted, "What do you want to do?" ”

Sikong Yao and Meng Xiyao cherish human life, but it doesn't mean that Sha Fengzhi is the same.

As the owner of Fulong Village, decisiveness is one of the primary conditions.

Sha Fengzhi failed to kick him, but instead swung a fist at Meng Xiyao with a fierce punch, and at the same time reprimanded: "These dogs want Lao Tzu's life, and Lao Tzu has to let them die." ”

Sha Fengzhi, who was seriously injured, was definitely not Meng Xiyao's opponent, but Meng Xiyao had no intention of killing, just kept dodging.

Although Meng Xiyao had just experienced a battle, his pace was still orderly, and there was an atmosphere of strategizing between advancing and retreating.

On the other hand, every time he threw a punch, blood would ooze from the wound, and it would not be long before he collapsed weakly on the ground, panting uncontrollably.

Meng Xiyao didn't want to talk much to Sha Fengzhi, who regarded human life as a mustard, and Sikong Yao also glanced at Sha Fengzhi, and said helplessly: "Hey, do you want to fight like this?" We don't have time to spend it with you, so either come with us or you can stay alone. ”

Sha Feng stopped his anger and said: "Ge Laozi, the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, even a little girl like you can bully me." ”

Sikong Yao couldn't cry or laugh, she was really kind to be treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, so she had to say indignantly: "Hey, is this how you treat your life-saving benefactor?" I can't bear to see you die alone in this wilderness, and no one will collect your body. ”

Sha Fengzhi stopped the two-meter-tall man, grinned like a child, and quickly nodded and admitted: "That's it, you two are my benefactors, what's your name?" Sikong Yao? What about that? Meng Xiyao, right? Yes, I remember you, and from now on follow me to ensure that you eat and drink spicy food. ”

Sikong Yao said helplessly: "We are not rare to be in your shabby sand village, we have to go back to the mainland, do you know Shengyi City?" ”

Sha Fengzhi slapped his hand on the ground, jumped up, and said, "Are you kidding, this is the border of Vietnam, thousands of kilometers away from Shengyi City, you are going to walk back on foot?" ”

Sikong Yao glanced at the white sand again, and said, "How is it possible, of course, we must walk out of the mountain range, then find the diplomatic embassy, and then ask the family to come and take us back." ”

Sha Fengzhi smiled: "If you don't go back to Fulongzhai with me, how can you say that you are also my benefactor, or I will send someone to drive you back, just the one you came, how about it?" ”