It took them so long to get to the clearing because they had been crawling south through the dense woods for a long time, and they had to move as slowly as they could, trying not to make a noise. There will also be others coming out of the woods behind the hut, and they will surround the hut as much as they can.

from their back.

From the back of Gong Yu.

He imagined an enemy crawling up to her, and both were taken aback, but the killer reacted faster and shot Gong Yu before she could defend herself. Bronze really wanted to get out of his hiding place and quickly make his way through the dark low shrubs to protect her, but he couldn't allow himself to succumb to the impulse. If he didn't figure out the situation and didn't act when the time came, he would not only put himself in danger, but also put Gong Yu in danger. The problem is that by the time he figures things out, it may be too late.

His hesitation saved him, for behind him, close at hand, a branch snapped and a shoe creaked against a pine needle on the ground. He felt his heart swell and reach his throat, leaving him breathless. Little by little, he turned his head, laboriously less than an inch at a time. Careful. Tormenting caution. Maybe a gun was aimed at him, but he didn't dare to risk suddenly turning around to look. If he is not detected, a sudden turn of his head backwards will expose him, making him a target.

Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead. Little by little, he saw the dark woods behind him. Another foot lightly stepped on the pine needles, making a creaking sound. His heart couldn't help but tighten, his pulse beat faster and faster, and he felt dizzy.

He saw a figure 10 meters away, was it Renata? No. The man was too strong and his shoulders were too broad. It was a man, with a rifle, with his back to him. The man lay down facing the cabin and uncomfortably disappeared into the bushes. Bronze imagined what the man saw. Music was playing in the cabin. There was a light behind the closed curtains. As part of the preparations, Bronze turns on the lights and radio, a realistic stroke that will convince Renata and her friends that their prey has fallen into a trap.

On the other side of the clearing, the three figures were gone. It is estimated that they have dispersed, surrounded the cabin, and prepared to attack at the same time. Are they going to wait for the lights to go out and wait until they think we're asleep, or are they going to throw a grenade into the window and break in?

When they run in the bushes, will they trip over Gong Yu?

Bronze's original plan was to block them all while they were sneaking along the path across the bridge, killing and wounding a few, and then fire at them from three directions at the same time. Now, the only way he could think of to attack them by surprise was-

He slowly crawled out of the pit, his hands groping in front of him to see if there was anything that would make him make a noise. His movements were almost as slow as when he had just turned his head. He crept through the narrow gap between the two bushes, approaching where the figure had fallen. The man's attention would be focused on the cabin. The others must have been staring at the cabin as well, not going in this direction. He had grabbed a hunting knife, which had been placed next to the rifle on the edge of the pit. He hadn't killed anyone with a knife in 12 years. He climbed over a few more bushes.

There, five feet in front, the man was on one knee, rifle in hand, staring at the house.

When we make big decisions, fate inevitably befalls us.

Bronze pounced on it without hesitation. With a wave of his left hand in front of the gunman, he covered his nostrils and mouth, and his cotton gloves covered the man's voice. At the same time, pull him back on his back and stab him in the throat.

Feelings themselves are not harmful to us, but if those thoughts about feelings are not controlled, they can be harmful to us.

The man's body froze...... Became a dead body. Bronze silently lowered the body to the ground. The moonlight shone on the dead man's open throat, and a wisp of vapor wafted from it.

Training controls our thoughts, and our thoughts control our feelings.

Bronze heard the pulse beating like a hammer behind his ears. He knelt down behind the bushes, staring around for signs of other figures preparing to move.

Is there anyone else he hasn't seen? There must be people guarding the exit of the trail, but what about the house 200 meters south of here? His pursuers must have seen it as they followed their car past the house. Did anyone from Renata's gang go back there, cross the bridge there, and approach the cabin from that direction? Maybe that's how the dead man at his feet got to this side of the clearing.

As long as there is a chance that something will go wrong, something will go wrong. The group must have had a plan in place before they approached the cabin. But how do they relate to each other and act in tandem? But the men didn't dare risk making a sound as soft as a whisper. Bronze examined the corpse's body and confirmed his suspicions, he found nothing.

What else can they do to synchronize their actions? Bronze ran down the corpse's left wrist and found a watch, but it was a watch that had no luminescent hands and would not reveal its position. There is no glass surface on the watch, only a metal lid, which the bronze opens. The only way to know the time in the dark is to take off your gloves and touch the long minute and short hour hands, and the numerals in the grooves on the edge of the dial. Bronze was familiar with this kind of watch, and he touched the minute hand that jumped forward, and soon knew that it was now 5 minutes to 1 o'clock.

Will the assault on the cabin start at 1 o'clock? There wasn't much time left to prepare. He put on his gloves, wiped his fingerprints off his watch, and crawled back from the bushes as quickly as he could, without making a sound, back into the shallow, damp pit that reminded him more and more of a grave. There, he fumbled through the row of wires, selecting the two rightmost pairs of wires. He separates each pair of wires, two in his left hand and the other two in his right hand, ready to place one end of each pair of wires on the positive end of the battery and the other exposed end on the negative end.

Even though the temperature was low at night, sweat was oozing from under the camouflaged soot on his forehead. He focused his attention on the cabin, reluctantly realizing that the light in the window had weakened his night vision. He had been counting from the time he touched the watch on the corpse's wrist until now, and he estimated that 4 minutes and 30 seconds had passed, and the assault on the cabin was about to begin, as long as it was again—

Bronze miscalculated by 15 seconds. The windows were blown up. The grenade exploded in the cabin, emitting a dazzling flash of light and a deafening roar. The black shadow with a rifle crawled out from under the cover of the bushes, two broke through the front door, and the other broke through the back door. The man who killed Bronze was supposed to break into the back door with the latter person, but the man who was acting alone rushed in, as if he didn't notice that his partner didn't come out to help.

From the pit, Bronze saw the lights of the cabin casting hastily swaying figures on the curtains. Indignant action. Shouting and swearing loudly. The attackers found no one in the house, knowing that they had been deceived and had fallen into a trap. They must have been in a hurry to leave the cabin before the trap was closed. Another curse. The figure retreated frantically. Bronze stared back and forth at the front and back doors of the cabin. Will they all come out through one door, or will they split into two as they did when they entered?

It's divided into two ways. Bronze saw a slender figure rush out the back door, and immediately pressed the wires to the poles of the battery. Night turned into day. The ground beneath the figure's feet shook in a deafening explosion, kicking up lead bullets and metal shards from dirt and kettles. The man was thrown into the air. The two killers who rushed out the front door immediately after hearing the explosion paused. Bronze then pressed another pair of wires to the poles of the battery, causing an explosion that was even more powerful than the first, and the explosion tore a crater in the ground with a raging flame, throwing the two screaming men to a high place, and then down the steps and throwing them at the car parked in the doorway. The windows of the cabin were shattered, and flames were billowing on the exterior walls.

The violent explosion made Bronze's eyes narrow. He threw down the wire and picked up his rifle. He pulled the lever as fast as he could, and shot at the back of the cabin, strafing the place where the tall and lanky figure had fallen. A shotgun shot unmistakably told him that Gong Yu was shooting at the figure that had jumped into the clearing near her. Another shot. Another shot. If there were more attackers in that area, the sound of shotgun shooting, not to mention the flash of the muzzle, would definitely reveal Gong Yu's location. Bronze had instructed her to roll 5 meters to the right with two guns, and a pit had been dug there, and a box of bullets had been placed for her. She should quickly load her bullets and fire again, continuing to change positions.

But this is that he has no time to think about this, he must believe that Gong Yu is acting according to plan. For his part, after firing the seventh shot, the last round in his rifle, he dropped the gun, pulled out Officer Blue's 9mm pistol, cut through the bushes, and groped through the shadows as far as he could towards where the tall and lanky figure had fallen. He was getting closer to the burning cabin, and it was becoming more and more impossible for him to hide in the shadows. But the firelight still helps, it reflects a person on the ground. Bronze fired, and he twitched as the bullet hit the man's head.

At this time, Gu Bronze heard Gong Yu's shotgun go off again. He lunged forward, aimed downward, and kicked the corpse over with his shoe. He didn't see the face he wanted to see. The face at his feet was not a woman's, not Renata's, but one of her older brothers. Fifteen months ago, when Ryan introduced him to Renata, Bronze spoke to her brother in that café in Shanghai.

At this time, he felt that he was exposed, and quickly turned away. He hurried away from the burning hut and into the darkness of the trees. But at the same time, he really wanted Gong Yu to help her, to see if there was Renata among the two people she shot. He was anxious to know what had happened to Officer Blue. Have you already killed the guy who, according to your own opinion, is guarding the exit of the roadside trail at the other end of the bridge?

But Bronze must trust Officer Lan to take care of herself, and Gong Yu, despite her extraordinary performance, may be panicking now.

Although Bronze's choice put him at great risk, he ran along the side of the burning wooden house, intending to find a hiding spot in front of it and shoot at the two men who had fallen into the open space near his car. If they were still alive, they would have concentrated their fire on the place where Gong Yu had shot. He can give them a raid.

But a bullet flew past him and into the cabin, startling the bronze. The bullet flew out of the woods on the left where he had just been hiding. The man he had just killed must have had an accomplice, and he hadn't walked as fast as the other had walked through the woods from the house to the south. Bronze fell to the ground and rolled toward a wide pine tree that could be used as cover. A bullet kicked dust behind him, and the muzzle of the gun flashed to the left of the tree. Bronze rolled to the right, rounded the tree trunk, and fired at the spot where he saw the muzzle flash. Then he threw himself down to his right and saw flashes of light again. He aimed at the flash, and before he could pull the trigger, he heard someone scream.

The scream came from Gong Yu. Although the flames in the burning log cabin were whirring, Bronze heard the unsettling sound behind him. At the edge of the clearing, the rustling of bushes and the crackling of branches were the sound of a struggle.

Gong Yu screamed again. Then someone shouted, as if it were bronze. Not Gong Yu. The voice was strange, low, hoarse, and distorted. The voice shouted a few more words, as if it were its own name again. Now Bronze is absolutely sure that this rough voice is Renata's.

Bronze looked out for the gunman in the dark bushes in front of him, and ventured behind him to look behind him, confirming what he feared best. He saw a tall, slender woman wearing a black leotard with short hair like a boy. At this moment, she was standing in the open ground and grabbing Gong Yu, her left arm stuck in her throat, and her right hand was holding a pistol, the barrel of which was pressed against Gong Yu's right temple.

Renata.

Even from a distance of 30 meters, Bronze could clearly see the anger in her dark eyes. Her left arm jammed Gong Yu's throat so tightly that all her facial features were distorted, her mouth was wide open, and she looked weird, panting hard. Gong Yu grabbed Renata's arm and tried to break free, but the injuries on her right leg and shoulder left her with no strength and no steadiness on her feet. In fact, her right leg was dragged to the ground. Renata strangled her neck, and she almost hung there, threatening to be strangled at any moment.

"Bronze!" Renata shouted, her voice thick and hoarse, making it hard to understand her words, "Throw down your gun!" Throw it over here! Throw it right away! Or I'll kill her!" ”

Despair froze him.

"Throw it down!" Renata shouted hoarsely, "Throw it now!" ”

When she pulled the striking iron, Bronze couldn't hesitate any longer. Although the fire was howling, he thought he could only hear one sound—the click of the striking iron being pulled back. Of course, it was impossible to hear, Renata was too far away. But in Bronze's imagination, the voice was so vivid that it frightened him, as if the shot had been put on his own head.

"Nope! Wait a minute! He shouted.

"If you want her to live, do as I say!"

Although Gong Yu was strangled by his neck, he still struggled to squeeze out a few words. "Bronze, save yourself!"

"Damn it, shut up!" Renata's arm strangled Gong Yu's throat even harder. Gong Yu's face distorted even more, her eyes popping out, and her face became darker and darker. Renata shouted to Bronze, "Throw away the gun, or I won't have to shoot!" I'll break her neck! I'm going to paralyze her for the rest of her life! ”

Turret realizing that there was a gunman in the woods behind him, Bronze pondered the opportunity to shoot Renata. With a pistol? In the firelight? 30 meters away? When your chest rises and falls violently and your hands tremble so much that you can't stop shaking? No way. Even if he tried to do so, he raised his gun to aim, and Renata would immediately be alert and pull the trigger, knocking Gong Yu in the head.

"You have three seconds left!" Renata exclaimed, "One! Two! ”

Bronze saw Renata's right arm move. He imagined her fingers pulling the trigger. "Wait!" He shouted again.

"Come out right away!"

"I'll be out right away!"

Although the flames of the cabin had scorched the right side of his bronze body, he felt a chill between his shoulder blades when he thought that the gunman in the woods would point his gun at him when he came out of the shadow of the pines.

He raised his hands.

"Throw away the gun!" Rihanna shouted, her voice strange as if she had something stuck in her throat.

Bronze did so, and the pistol landed on the ground of the woods. He got closer, felt his legs tremble, and waited in horror for the gunman to knock him out from behind. But it's better to die by yourself than to watch Gong Yu die. He didn't want to live without her.

With his hands held high, he walked to the edge of the slope leading to the clearing, and slowly descended sideways. As he passed by his car, he saw the bodies of the two men who had been knocked down by a bomb in front of the house. He walked over to Renata and stopped.

"Look at it, you bastard," Renata snarled, pointing to the two corpses, "look what she's done." Check this out. "Her former charming face was distorted with resentment and became hateful." Look what you've done! She lifted her chin so that by the light of the cabin she could see the gunshot scar on the side of Renata's front neck. It was crumpled and ugly. "There's a bigger scar in the back!"

Bronze could barely hear her. His brain was working eagerly to decipher her words.

"You killed my brothers! What do you think I should do to you? ”

Bronze didn't know how to answer.

"Should I make a hole in your throat? Should I make a hole in her throat? What about my money? ”

"In that carrying case."

"Where's that damn carrying case? As I passed by the trail, I saw you carrying your bag into the hut. ”

Decker nodded. "I left my bag there." He glanced at the roaring cabin.

"You didn't take it out?"

"Nope."

"You left your bag inside?"

"That's what I just said."

"My 1 million?"

"It's basically there!"

"You're lying."

Bronze glanced in the direction of the flames again, trying to prolong the conversation. "I'm afraid you're wrong."

"Then come up with the evidence." Renata snapped.

"What are you talking about? How can I possibly come up with evidence? ”

"Give me the money."

"What?"

"Go in and get me the money."

"In the fire? I didn't stand a chance. ”

"Do you want to talk about how you get a chance? It's the only chance you can get. Go into the cabin and get my money...... Take...... Go out...... Come. ”

The flames were whirring.

"Nope." Bronze said.

"Then I'm going to let her in and get it." Renata dragged Gong Yu through the clearing to the steps leading to the cabin. At the same time, she shouted into the dark woods behind the burning cabin: "Pierrot! Get down! Look at him! ”

Gong Yu's eyelids twitched. Her hands were no longer struggling to pull Renata's arm away. Her face was terrifying, her body softened, the pressure on her neck was so great that she lost consciousness.

"Pierrot!" Renata jerked Gong Yu up a few log steps. "Where are you? I said let you down! ”

The flames leapt even higher, engulfing the entire cabin, filled with churning smoke and blinding crimson fire.

Renata dragged Gong Yu all the way to the top of the steps, where she was stopped by the fierce heat. She let go of the arm that was stuck in Gong Yu's neck and told her to stand up straight, as if she was about to push her into the fire.

Gong Yu couldn't restrain himself anymore. Although he knew that someone would shoot him, he ran towards the steps in a rage, desperate to help Gong Yu.

"Pierrot!"

Decker rushed up the first step. "Shoot him, Pierrot!"

Bronze is halfway up.

Rihanna shoved Gong Yu into the fire, and at the same time turned to aim for the bronze.

No sooner had the barrel of her gun been aimed at her bronze face than a hand reached out from behind her and slammed it down on the pistol. That hand belonged to Gong Yu, and she was just pretending to be unconscious.

After Renata pushed her out, she staggered into the flames, staggered a step back, turned around, and slammed into Renata hard. The moment before Renata pulled the trigger, she inserted her thumb between the pistol's striking iron and the firing pin, and the striking iron ejected with great force and sank into Gong Yu's flesh. Gong Yu's unexpected blow caused Renata to lose her balance, and the two women rolled down the steps together. They rolled, scuffled, slammed, smashed on the bronze, and rolled down with him.