Standing in the stone pavilion, Xiao Qiang breathed in the fresh air around him, although his mood was a little bad because he knew the relationship between his life experience and Xiao Nanshan's disappearance, but how firm his mind was, how could a person who could pursue the way of heaven be depressed because of this matter, and now Xiao Qiang has no intention of getting tired of his pursuit of cultivation at all.

But what's next?

Xiao Qiang smiled, for the matter of being a doctor, he originally planned to collect the Qi of Creation, but now it seems that this has become the best way to hide his identity.

Stretching out his hand and taking out a pistol from the storage ring, Xiao Qiang showed an inexplicable smile. Since he doesn't plan to reveal his identity as a cultivator, I'm afraid he will have to rely more on martial arts and firearms in the future.

Skillfully assembling a bunch of parts into a gun in the dark, he chuckled at the thought, in fact, when he was a monk, he was a restless monk, always fond of wondering about the odd. After becoming an ordinary person again, he is really an ordinary person who is too easily satisfied.

Disassembled, assembled, and disassembled the pistol, and was about to assemble it again, but Xiao Qiang's ears moved.

"What sound?"

Following the sound of the wind, Xiao Qiang seemed to hear some strange sounds.

The next moment, it took him less than ten seconds to assemble the gun in his hand, and the next moment Xiao Qiang's figure disappeared in place.

Just a few hundred meters away from Xiao Qiang's cultivation pavilion, more than a dozen figures were chasing back and forth, and the gunshots just now were made by these people.

What's even more surprising is that among these figures, the one with the largest number of people is actually the one who is being hunted down. Not only that, but someone actually had a submachine gun in their hands.

"Is there a master?" Xiao Qiang thought secretly in his heart. After all, the only martial arts powerhouses who can chase a group of people with submachine guns in their hands and run away desperately are those martial arts powerhouses who have cultivated to the extreme.

Hidden in a secluded place, Xiao Qiang watched the group of people rush towards him, and from time to time someone fell to the ground.

"Damn, I'm going to come to me for running like that." Xiao Qiang thought about it for a while, and finally smiled helplessly. I finally found time to exercise, but when I encountered such a thing, it was really troublesome.

Xiao Qiang, who didn't want to cause trouble, simply retreated and hid in a dense forest behind the pavilion. His personality has always been that he has nothing to do with himself, and this kind of thing has no attraction to Xiao Qiang.

"Da Da Da!"

A rapid burst of gunfire rang out, and people kept screaming. Xiao Qiang's brows furrowed, because he could feel that there seemed to be fewer and fewer people who were being chased and killed in front of him.

What's more, there seems to be only one person chasing them behind them.

"It's so strong!"

Xiao Qiang secretly thought that after all, the dozen or so people who could be chased by one person had no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground, and they could be regarded as strong.

You know, single-handedly hunt down so many people. Xiao Qiang can do it himself, and even the tricks may be better than the guy behind the group. But the problem is that this is not in line with Xiao Qiang's style at all, according to his idea, it is better to poison all these people to death.

After a while, Xiao Qiang suddenly found that this group of people actually rushed towards him. Merely. There are only four of them left.

"Foreigners?"

Xiao Qiang glanced at the figures quite unexpectedly, and saw that the people who appeared in front of him were three big and a few foreigners.

"It's been a group of foreign devils for a long time." Xiao Qiang pouted boredly, he was ready to leave, and watched the play for a long time. It's time for the curtain to end.

At this time, among the four figures, a person suddenly shouted, stopped and fired a crazy fire behind him with a submachine gun.

"Idiot!"

Xiao Qiang spit out two words from his mouth.

There is a reason why I say this, in such a situation, in the face of a killer, dare to stand there and shoot, isn't it waiting to be killed? Even if the other party is not a martial artist, even if it is just a killer with better marksmanship, he can still kill him.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, I saw a black shadow volley down in the air, and the man who fired the gun was like a hen pinched by the neck, and the roar stopped abruptly, and there was no more sound.

There were only three people left running in front of him, and the last tall man seemed to have made a decision, and suddenly turned and threw himself at the black shadow, but less than ten seconds later, he let out a terrible scream and fell limply to the ground.

"Hehe, run, I'll see where you can go!"

The black shadow let out a sneer, and slowly approached the two figures that had been paralyzed on the ground, Xiao Qiang looked through the moonlight, and found that they were two women, one big and one small.

To be exact, there were two underage girls, the older one was sixteen or seventeen years old, and the younger one should be about eight or nine years old, and they were crying at this time.

"Run!"

The older girl seemed to have made a decision, struggling to rush to the figure shrouded in a cloak and shouting to the little girl behind her.

"Ernie, Ernie......" The little girl said something strange that made Xiao Qiang sound strange, but she didn't run, just whined and cried.

"What a guts!"

"Smack!"

There was a crisp sound, and with this sound, the larger girl flew up and fell heavily on the grass outside the pavilion.

"What kind of nationality are you?" Xiao Qiang's heart flashed with such doubts, but he didn't stand up and fight the idea of grievances, there are many tragic things in this world, although the sisters look very touching, but for Xiao Qiang, he never mixes with this kind of inexplicable thing.

"Please, please, let my sister go."

The girl got up, knelt on the ground, and kept pleading with the people under the black cloak in stiff Huaxia language.

At this time, the location where they were was was not far from Xiao Qiang, Xiao Qiang saw clearly that the two girls who were chased and killed were all Oriental faces, and then connected to the Goryeo dialect that the little girl was crying and shouting just now, Xiao Qiang thought that maybe these two children came from the place called Goryeo in northern China.

Xiao Qiang is not very familiar with this place, but I heard that the people there are strange, they like to imitate Huaxia, and they always like to regard the history of other countries and nationalities as the history of their own country, which is probably the mentality of a small country and a widow.

"Leave you alone? Hehe, tell me, why should I let you go? ”

Under the black cloak, there was a burst of laughter, and the person who spoke appeared to be a man.

"Please, kill me if you want to, let my sister go, she's still young and doesn't know anything."

The girl kneeling on the ground kept pleading: "I will promise you whatever you want, please, please." ”

At this time, she doesn't seem to say anything other than begging you.

Xiao Qiang's brows were tightly locked, although he didn't know why, but seeing this scene, he was really in a bad mood, did his mother beg those killers to let him go?

"Hehe, don't worry, I don't want anything, I just want you."

Under the black cloak, there was a sneer: "After I enjoy your body, I will let you go on the road with your sister." ”

The girl let out a scream, pulled her sister back, and crawled all the way back across the pavilion.

"Ernie, Ernie ......"

At this time, Lori, who had been protected by the girl, stretched out her hand and pointed to the place next to the pavilion. The girl looked in the direction of her sister's finger and found that on the side of herself and her sister, a figure appeared there.

In the middle of the night, all the people who protected themselves are dead, who is this guy?

As soon as this thought came to the girl's heart, she saw the figure under the black cloak suddenly turn around, and looked at the figure sitting under a big tree, and the black cloak swelled.

"Who are you?" A cold voice sounded, and the man in the black cloak suddenly emitted a chilling momentum.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I'm in a bad mood right now, you'd better get out before I get angry, otherwise, I promise that today next year will be your death day."

A faint voice sounded, and the figure sitting there was motionless, but the words that came out were moving. (To be continued......)