A ray of morning light passed, and Huzi suddenly saw a black figure running towards the snow-capped mountain beam dozens of meters away. He greeted the team and flew over.

At this time, the sun had not yet shown its face, but the afterglow had already smeared the clean mountain beams into a cool white.

The snow on the ridges grew thicker and thicker, reaching the knees. Huzi followed the footprints left by the bandits and chased forward with difficulty.

The span of the footprints told Huzi that the other party was a tall man with long legs. Although Huzi tried to catch up, the distance between him and the bandits could not be shortened, and the kneeless footprints limited Huzi's forward speed. So, when he encountered a downhill, he simply rolled forward, and gradually shortened the distance between him and the bandits.

Black leather hat, long leather boots, tall more than 1.8 meters, with the timely exposure of the sun, a pair of eagle-like deep and bright eyes and a full beard are clearly presented in front of the tiger.

Seeing that the distance with the bandits was getting closer and closer, Huzi secretly worked hard in his heart, planning to get close to the bandits with a few rolls. But just as Huzi lowered his head and rolled violently, the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The sun is blazing and the ridges are winding. The white world is transformed into dazzling beams of light. The mountains in the distance, the illusion of the sea city.

Huzi was stunned for a moment, and glanced around on tiptoe with a nervous and puzzled expression. He rolled forward desperately.

The hunchbacked ridge, at a windswept snow-covered bend, faintly leaves traces of something slipping. Huzi was overjoyed in his heart, and looked at the ribbon-like imprint along the winding and blurred, like a strip of light on the vast snowy field. In the clear valley, there is a black spot like a horse and a bear.

Huzi didn't have time to hesitate, jumped up, and quickly chased after the imprint.

Although the snow at the bottom of the valley is deeper than that on the mountain, the warm sunlight gives it a thin hard shell.

Huzi lifted the kung fu of his whole body, relying on the fragile hard shell. A tumbling jump has shortened the distance with the bandits.

However, a dense forest suddenly protruding from the snow blanket once again drowned out the approaching figure.

Huzi struggled to climb the pine and bushy valley slopes, gasping for a cow's breath, and glanced deeper into the dense forest. Frustrated, he grabbed a handful of snow, stuffed it in his mouth and chewed it. Staring at the intermittent footprints in the forest, I took a deep breath of unwillingness. Then, he chased after the thorny jungle like a tiger.

To Huzi's surprise, it didn't take long for the dense forest to spread towards the cliffs of Yangwa. Tired footprints, had to get out of the dense forest, once again exposed in the sunny snowy area.

Huzi was overjoyed in his heart, jumped a few times, and turned over a shallow beam. Seeing the figure of the bandits, staggering on the opposite hillside.

Looking at the exhausted and crawling bandits, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Huzi's mouth. After taking a few deep breaths of cool air, he jumped off the mountain beam.

The white valley slope is like a huge mirror, and the flickering and blurry light beam makes it difficult to open people's eyes. I saw that the bandit was crawling forward slowly like a horse and bear that had not eaten for a winter. An inexplicable sense of sleepiness also struck at Huzi like a mountain.

Huzi fought hard, stepped on the footprints left by the bandits, and moved forward with difficulty. Fortunately, not only did I smell it with the wind, but the unique smell of the bandits. Moreover, the sound of a cow's thick wheezing gradually became clearer.

Climbing up the ridge, the bandits saw that Huzi was approaching, and he was only a few steps away from him. He suddenly pulled out his gun and shot at the tiger who was rolling on the snow bed.

Huzi rolled around alertly and dodged, flicking his hand and dart over, and a little cold star was stuck on the back of the bandit's gun-holding hand. The bandit staggered, and the gun in his hand was flipped behind him.

Huzi took the opportunity to jump up, pulled out his gun and pointed at the bandit and said sharply: "Don't move!" Put your hands on your head and squat on the ground. ”

The bandit seemed to be able to understand Huzi's words, obediently raised his hand over his head, and slowly squatted on the ground.

Huzi gasped for a while, took out the handcuffs and was about to cuff the bandit's hands. Unexpectedly, the bandit suddenly turned around and hugged Huzi's legs. At the same time, he slammed his head into the tiger's abdomen, flipped the tiger to the ground, and then twisted his body to run. Huzi turned over and pounced on a hungry tiger, and hugged the bandit's legs.

The two scuffled for a while, and the bandit suddenly rolled down the hill with the tiger in his arms. In the violent rolling, Huzi hugged the bandit and did not let go.

As he rolled over a snow nest, Huzi felt his left leg slam against a hard object, and a piercing pain almost made him faint.

At this time, Huzi suddenly felt that his body was quiet, and at the same time, in the haze, he saw a cold light slashing towards his chest. He instinctively sneered, and just as the cold light approached his body, he soberly grasped the bandit's wrist with one hand. Xue Liang's dagger shook a few times in front of his chest, and Huzi used his grappling hand to lock the back of the bandit's hand holding the knife under his armpit.

The pain in the heart made the bandit scream involuntarily. Huzi took the opportunity to turn over and get up, handcuffing the bandits with lightning-fast techniques.

A sudden pain swept through Huzi's body. As soon as his body loosened, he lay limp.

At this time, the sun was already shining warmly on the earth, and the white mountain beams were shining with crystal light.

Huzi was exhausted by a burst of prostration, and gradually closed his eyes in torture.

The captured bandit was none other than the habitual bandit Hasmu. It turned out that the cunning Hasmu saw that the police surrounded the yurt and knew that he would be caught. On the one hand, he instructed the Ha people to slowly walk out of the yurt, and on the other hand, he cut the yurt with a knife and fled from behind.

When the team caught up, they escorted Hasmu. Huzi couldn't stand up, and his left leg seemed to be broken.

After a surprise interrogation, the bandits finally confessed their entire lurking list. With the cooperation of the local militia, the police station did not take much effort to contain all the lurking bandits in the net. The bandit leader Hasmu was captured, and so far, the Nanshan bandit riot case has come to a successful conclusion. However, Huzi lay on the bed because of this.

When Shuzhen heard that Huzi was carried back to the police station, she was so panicked that she didn't even have time to wash the noodles on her hands, so she rushed over.

Secretary Wang saw Shuzhen coming in a hurry, and hurriedly greeted him and said, "The doctor has seen it just now, and the preliminary diagnosis is that the left leg is fractured. We are preparing a car to take Huzi to Lord Wang on Quanzi Street for treatment. Do you think you need someone to go to your family? If you want to go, you can take a car together, and we also have a special nursing staff here. ”

Shuzhen didn't have time to deal with Secretary Wang, so she leaned down and touched Huzi in physical and mental pain. Although Huzi looked casual, Shuzhen couldn't help but shed tears.

Secretary Wang listened to the sound of the car, and only then did he hesitate to come over and comfort Shuzhen. Shuzhen seemed to suddenly wake up from her ignorance at this time, and said eagerly: "I'm going too, wait for me for a while." ”

As he spoke, his body had drifted outside the door.