The skill of this killer made Song Qian stunned, he didn't expect that there were such fierce people in the world, and his own fork could even pierce a tiger, but he was easily held in the hands of the killer, and that huge gap in his heart made Song Qian feel for the first time whether he was too useless.

When Shangguan Yu scolded himself before, Song Qian still didn't think so, what era is it now, and what kind of personal force is he still pursuing, only then did he realize that he was really wrong.

It is powerful and can be of great use at any time!

Just when Song Qian was about to rush out and fight hard, the killer's foot happened to just fall into the rattan knot, and Song Qian was ecstatic and hurriedly pulled the rattan.

With a "whoosh", the rattan under the killer's feet tightened like lightning, and the killer frowned, but he was in danger, immediately stabilized the plate, threw away the steel fork, and held the gun with both hands and shot steadily in the direction where Song Qian was.

This killer is very confident, he believes in his marksmanship, no matter how fast Song Qian's hand is, it can't be faster than the speed at which he pulls the trigger, kill Song Qian, what kind of rattan trap, it will be self-defeating.

I have to say that the killer's reaction was very correct, but he underestimated Song Qian's reaction.

Song Qian didn't plan to stay still at all, as soon as the killer's foot stepped down, Song Qian had already jumped high, stepped on the big tree next to him and jumped up two steps and then jumped over a branch, and the rattan in his hand also went around the branch.

And then slammed it!

The killer was staggered, the direction of the shot was lower, the bullet grazed the soles of Song Qian's feet, and even rubbed a deep gunshot mark on the soles of his shoes.

Song Qian used the height of the branches and the gravity of the falling tree to hang the killer up in one fell swoop, with his feet facing up. At the same time, he quickly tied the rattan to the trunk of the tree, and took out his pistol to prepare to destroy the enemy.

Song Qian took the initiative to kill people for the first time, the last time was to kill the opponent under extraordinary circumstances, and he would be nervous afterwards, but this time the living person was hanging there and letting himself shoot the target, and the tension in his heart can be imagined.

Song Qian's hands were trembling, and the two shots of "Woo Woo" didn't hit the other party, and the killer was hanging there and dangling, even if he didn't move, Song Qian might not be able to hit, let alone dangling around.

Song Qian can't hit others, it doesn't mean that others can't hit Song Qian, that killer is still very calm at this time, aiming at Song Qian's head and shooting.

The killer showed a mocking and grim smile, although he was hoisted, but the gun was not lost, and with just one bullet, he could kill the immature fellow.

The bullet flew towards Song Qian's head with a deadly roar, but the next moment, the killer's smile froze, and he saw Song Qian's head dodge as soon as he turned his head, as if he knew the trajectory of the bullet.

The stunned smile was still on his face, and the next moment, the killer's consciousness darkened, and he didn't know anything.

After Song Qian dodged the bullet, he stepped forward, picked up the steel fork and stabbed it, and the steel fork stabbed into the killer's neck fiercely, and once again used the steel fork to kill a killer.

Song Qian gasped heavily, these two times seemed simple, and there was a lot of luck in them.

After a few dealings, Song Qian knew that these guys were all skilled, and they thought about the worst outcome of everything, and when the killer raised the gun, he expected that the bullet would hit his head, and subconsciously only had time to deflect his head.

It was this subconscious that saved Song Qian's life again.

Song Qian snatched the killer's pistol, only to find that there were no bullets in it, and he was glad in his heart.

Pulling out the steel fork, Song Qian ran in the direction he came from without looking back.

Knowing that there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire ahead, Song Qian was never afraid; Knowing that this is a life of nine deaths, Song Qian will not frown.

If it is not possible, it must not be done, and it should not be done!

Song Qian came to the previous hillside after a while, and carefully reconnoitred the footprints, but unfortunately at this time, the thin dew in the forest had evaporated, and the footprints of the dwarf killer and his parents had disappeared without a trace.

This time it was difficult for Song Qian, although he had some tracking ability, he was not omnipotent, and now the clues have been broken!

What a killer!

Song Qian now recalled, the stout killer should have discovered his traces, but pretended not to know, but sent another killer to follow him, and the stout killer went all the way by himself, and finally got rid of the tracking.

Song Qian, who was still a little proud of his ingenuity just now, was slapped with cold water on the spot.

"What now?"

There are two paths in front of Song Qian, one is to continue to track, and the other is to go back to report the case, and the police will take over the matter, and they will also find their parents.

In just a second, Song Qian threw the latter thought out of the clouds.

It's not that I don't believe in the police, but the safety of my parents is imminent, and I'm afraid that my parents have long disappeared without a trace.

Besides, Song Qian has no way to explain his behavior in this matter, so he can't tell the police that he killed in legitimate defense, right?

The second killer was his own initiative, although no one saw it, but this matter was clear as long as he asked.

In total, she and Shangguan Yu tracked down, either she killed her, or she killed herself, you can't say that the killer committed suicide, right?

Song Qian took a deep breath and settled down, since the clue has been broken, then he will take this opportunity to take a rest, there is no rest for a day and a night, and the iron body and bones can't stand it, at this time, it is not only strength and luck, but more importantly, to maintain sufficient physical fitness.

There is always something in the mountains and forests, Song Qian went to the mountains and forests, found some bamboo shoots, peeled off the bamboo shoots and gnawed on the bamboo shoots.

The bamboo shoots were sweet and bitter, barely eating, and after Song Qian ate seven or eight bamboo shoots the size of his fingers, he felt that his physical strength was gradually recovering.

After that, I did the family health technique again, and the whole person was immediately refreshed.

Song Qian stood up, his eyes burning with firm conviction, and he headed towards the deep mountain again with his feelings.

His father once told Song Qian an experience that sometimes when hunting wild beasts, he really couldn't find a trace and relied on his feelings!

One is luck, and the other is talent!

Clever hunters are made by extraordinary luck and talent!

Song Qian decided on a direction, desperately rushed forward, he didn't believe it, those people held their parents hostage, they would never fly without wings, as long as they started from their purpose, they could always find clues.

Song Qian already knew clearly that the purpose of these killers was to come for the Song family's inheritance treasure "Records of the Torture King", but now they have not found it, so they have taken their parents hostage.

Until they achieve their purpose, their own parents are at least safe.