"After saluting, turn back and go!" Wan Lin lowered his saluting arm and shouted in a low voice, turned around and strode out of the courtyard with his sniper rifle in his hand.

As Wan Lin and a few people strode out, a faint "rustle" sound suddenly came from the quiet courtyard. Xie Chao, Shanhua and Xiao Jiu stood motionless under the eaves, looking at the backs of the mighty big brothers with wide eyes, all with a look of reverence in their eyes.

These big brothers, who were still lively and kind, are now so solemn and majestic when they are fully armed, which makes the hearts of these three little brothers and sisters have a shocking feeling that they have never felt before.

The eyes of the two old men were also firmly fixed on the backs of Wanlin and the others, until they disappeared into the bamboo forest, they slowly withdrew their gaze, and the old man of Wan turned his head to look at Xiao Ya and the others who were still looking at the hillside standing on the edge of the bamboo forest, and stretched out his hand to pull the old man to raise his feet and walk towards the wooden house under the cliff. He knew in his heart that in the hearts of several beautiful girls, they must be silently blessing their comrades-in-arms and lovers who were about to go to the battlefield.

At this time, in the low cave under the top of the mountain on the side, Takahashi Moriki was holding a compressed biscuit in his hand and slowly stuffed it into his mouth, and his nephew Takahashi Jiro was also holding a compressed biscuit and eating it silently, his eyes swept over the third uncle with a serious expression from time to time.

As the light in the mountains dimmed, the cave had become dark, and the two of them were like ghosts lurking in the shadows, both of them eating silently without saying a word, only two eyes reflecting a ghostly light in the darkness.

After returning to the cave in the afternoon, Takahashi Moriki took out his binoculars and lay down at the entrance of the cave, carefully observing the hillside behind him, lest anyone follow him. After making sure that no one was following, he silently retreated into the cave and leaned against the cave wall, slightly closing his eyes and not saying a word.

When Jiro Takahashi saw his appearance, he wanted to ask the third uncle what happened at the foot of the mountain just now? But seeing the third uncle's cold face, he quickly closed his mouth again.

The cave was dark and damp, smelling of must, except for a dim light coming in near the entrance. Now that dusk had fallen, the figures of the two leaning against the cave wall looked shadowy.

After a long time, Takahashi Moriki reached out and picked up the kettle from his side and put it to his mouth to drink a sip of water, swallowed the dry biscuits in his mouth vigorously, turned his head to look at his nephew and suddenly asked: "I remember when you called the patriarch, you said that the other party's practice of Yin Han Kung Fu is very powerful." At that time, you were injured by the other party with this kind of cold kung fu in the dense forest of Lingxiu Mountain, did you see the appearance of that person clearly? ”

Xiao Gaoqiao raised his eyes and looked at this third uncle and was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this third uncle to be silent for so long, how could he suddenly ask this question?

He pondered for a moment and replied, "It was late at night, and it was very dark in the forest. Two people on the other side came with torches, followed by one person. From what was going on, I found out that these three men, the two men with torches, were very young, in their twenties, and these two young men were shot and killed by us as they approached the site of our ambush. I remember that I took advantage of the light of the torch to pay special attention to a third person, a thin black man in his sixties, who suddenly flashed out from behind a large tree in the battle that followed, and struck me on the arm holding the gun."

He said with some surprise and asked, "Third uncle, did you find this person at the bottom of the mountain?" Takahashi Moriki shook his head in contemplation, and said in a low voice: "I just went down the mountain to watch the kung fu of these Chinese martial artists, and I happened to see two masters competing. ”

"One of them used the cold gong, when the cold air came out, it covered the field at once, and I felt cold and unbearable and difficult to move more than ten meters away, as if the blood on my body was coagulated. At that time, if it weren't for another master who suddenly made a move to dissolve this cold qi, the master on the opposite side who could also force the true qi out of the body would probably be killed on the spot by this oncoming true qi, the cold skill of this cold skill master is too terrifying! ”

When he said this, he seemed to be able to feel the cold air rising from the bottom of his heart, and he shivered unconsciously. He then raised his eyes to look at Takahashi Jiro and continued: "This master is very old, looking like he is eighty or ninety years old, and he is definitely not the master you met in the forest. This person's skills should be much higher than the person you meet."

When he said this, he glanced up and down at Jiro Takahashi, who was still wrapped in a thick sleeping bag, and said coldly: "Count your kid's life, if you met this old guy I said at that time, he didn't need him to touch you, and a palm a few meters away would freeze you into a popsicle!" Damn, they must have relied on the treasure you said to refine such a cold true qi, it's too powerful."

When Takahashi Jiro heard the words of the third uncle, he realized that he had just seen a master of kung fu at the foot of the mountain, so he had been silent with a lot of thoughts, and it turned out that he had a feeling of jealousy in his heart.

He nodded and said, "Yes, I originally thought that Huaxia's magical internal skills had been lost, but I didn't expect them to really pass it down, it's too powerful." At that time, the three of us entered the cave where the treasure was hidden, and we all thought that we would all hold pistols, even if we met more martial arts practitioners, we would definitely be able to grab the treasure, but we didn't expect to be discovered by the other party as soon as we approached the exit of the hall, and immediately hit the cave with a fierce palm force."

He shook his head slightly, as if the thrilling scene in the cave had resurfaced before his eyes. He immediately told the situation at that time to his third uncle in detail.

After hearing this, Takahashi Moriki's face became even more solemn, and he pondered for a while before he said: "There must have been a few masters of Lingxiu Sect in the cave at that time, thanks to your quick reaction and decisiveness, you withdrew with two mercenaries in time and blew up the cave, otherwise it would be difficult to escape from that cave alive." Yes, your experience in the special forces in the past few years has really helped you a lot, both in action and judgment, you are very decisive, and it is this decisiveness that has helped you save a life."

Takahashi Jiro grinned a little proudly when he heard the leader of this clan praise him, and then shook his head and said: "It's lucky to say, thanks to my practice of our Takahashi family's feminine internal skills, I am not very afraid of that kind of cold true qi, otherwise I would have ended up in that mysterious forest like those two mountain pass security guards."

Takahashi Moriki heard him mention the people who guarded Yamaguchi, and turned his head to look out of the cave in contemplation. The outside of the cave was gray, and the originally clear air suddenly became hazy after the sun went down, and the artemisia grass that blocked the cave was gently swaying with the wind, and the "whoosh" sound from the collision of blades of grass was being transmitted into the gloomy cave.