Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Sniper

The pitch-black * was a deadly knife that pierced the heart, and the moment it was aimed at the object, the fire rope was already halfway burning.

"Tell you to kill the wolf!"

The anger in his eyes made the slurred-talking, drooling man clench his grip on the * and aim it at the tallest man of the four.

One hundred and twenty meters away, the white Qian Ling turned around and shook his black hair, and when the wind passed through the ends of his hair, the man's gaze looked this way. His fierce black eyes were as black as his hair, and an arc of light similar to that on his feet flashed, and the blazing heat began to heat up all around.

The cold angry eyes slowly burned, and the speckled eyes looked like the sun with a flare.

Sweat kept falling, exaggerated like a bucket of water pouring over the head of a man who was slurring his speech. Nervous teeth chattered, and the power released by Poor Ling caused the grass tip to burn, and the fire rope burned to his head as he panicked, causing * to begin to unleash explosive power. The man stupidly stood up and raised his gun, and the * in the chamber of the gun had already pushed the projectile.

"Tell you to kill the wolf!"

With a roar, Poor Ling kicked out a stone with the instep of his foot, and the fast-moving stone passed through Hanzi's chest like an arrow, causing him to fall to the ground with a thud.

"Bang!"

* Exploding and pushing a projectile is much more crisp than two large smooth rocks colliding each other. The projectile that rushed out changed direction because of the man's fall, and just after the gunshot, when it caught the attention of Qian Ling, Xing Zeyuan's chest was injured.

The right arm that had been bandaged before was beaten down, and Xing Zeyuan looked at his chest in disbelief, and the blood on it was gushing out rapidly. Then what appeared in Xing Zeyuan's brain was a sharp pain one after another. It felt like dozens of poisonous snakes biting into his chest at the same time, causing him to take two steps backwards. No matter how much Ganso helped him, his body just couldn't stand up.

"Hey!

"Captain!"

The movements around him became blurred, Gan Suo helped him, and he remembered the hustle and bustle of the mountain man all around, but in Xing Zeyuan's eyes, Thief Yan Mo covered his chest, he couldn't see the face of Thief Yan Mo divided into three or four, he only felt that his breathing was heavy, his brain's reaction speed and thinking became slow, and a layer of red cloth was also laid in front of him.

"I ...... Where?"

"Don't talk!"

Stealing Yan Mo quickly did the method of emergency treatment, and at first glance it was specially trained.

"Are you alright?"

Kicking the chest of the man who rushed down, Qian Ling asked.

"It's okay for now!" His soft armor has been torn open, and the iron of the soft armor has pierced into his chest, and we need to hurry, if we lose too much blood, it will be dangerous. ”

Thief Yan Mo pressed a few pieces of cloth and was stabbed in the back by a bandit.

"Ahh

The scorching pain made him pick up his foil and slam it at the throat of his enemy.

"Fourth master, Hanzi is dead!"

"I just said don't use the arquebus that I stole from the government army, it's a half-finished product that they have developed to the half-point, forget it! Dead are all dead, go up and kill all these people, usually a few mercenaries and a few wolves can solve it, but today I ran into a hard stubble. Kill them all and use them to raise wolf cubs, damn it. ”

After taking a sip, the fourth master, whose face was full of red sores, asked the ten big men around him to go up together.

"Vic, I'm here to help you!"

Vic's body fell to one side, and there was a scorching smell on his chest, and the moment Vic fell, the bare-chested fat man looked dumbfounded. Because the thin man in front of Vic, the arc of light on the soles of his feet has brought up sparks.

"Drink!"

The knee of the left leg was bent, the calf exerted force, and the straightened right leg rushed straight into the face of the fat man who pounced.

"Z-"

Like a piece of fat thrown into a hot iron pot, Qian Ling's speed accelerated, turning his body left and right, and more than a dozen people instantly lay down half. Qian Ling never shows mercy, either taking his life or being quiet.

"Qianling, take Xing Zeyuan to the nearby town, and we'll be there later. ”

Ganso, who could feel the two large star clusters, had a machete in his hand, and he never showed mercy to the outlaws. This is an era of apparent peace, and all the people who go up the mountain to be bandits have a few lives in their hands, so Gan Suo no longer hesitates to kill people, because it is not a pity!

"Hurry! The regimental commander is bleeding too much. ”

Mo roared, his hair falling apart, combined with sweat dragging on his forehead.

"Okay! ”

As soon as he turned his body, his right foot rested on a large rock, and when his body turned, it rotated, and then flew out quickly.

The so-called fourth master, who was two hundred meters away, died under it.

Taking off his backpack and carrying Xing Zeyuan, Qian Ling's body was still very light, and he got up and stepped the heads of the two bandits in the way into the soil. It was the first time Ganso felt that the violence of the poor was so good, and that without him, they would surely die. Qian Ling left quickly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There were five people around him, and they watched the evil spirit of Qian Ling leave, and their hearts were much more relaxed. They couldn't fight him, and it was a kind of luck to survive, but they weren't afraid of Ganso and Mo.

"Brother Ganso, be careful!"

"Don't worry, these little hairs can still be dealt with. ”

An orange star cluster emerges from the translucent chest, all star clusters are of this color, orange is a mixture of red and yellow, representing pride, prosperity, wisdom, sunshine, vitality, and vigor. It is the most cheerful and radiant color, the warmest color in the warm color system, and at the same time, it also represents the power of the stars.

The star cluster began to shine, and the pupils of the eyes changed color slightly.

"A large star cluster? and a small one?"

The five fierce thieves who surrounded him were surprised when they saw the two star clusters that Ganso felt, and when they took a step back and didn't have time to leave, two large star clusters had already appeared in Ganso's chest. The five most powerful of the five thieves who were stunned could only feel one large star cluster and two small star clusters, and in comparison, they were no match for Gan Suo and Mo at all.

But...... They can't run away anymore.

Not to mention that Gan Suo hated the bandits to the core, as soon as Mo joined this mercenary group, the head of the group was injured, how could he let these people go.

"You have injured our regimental leader, and you will definitely die today!"

The hair on his forehead began to float, and the qi generated by the power of the star cluster made his body feel like a small wind on the surface.

"Our boss can summon a star god, you better be careful. ”

The big man who was a fox and a tiger was about to walk back, but in front of him was Gan Suo, who walked quickly.

"Oh! I have the ability to call him to us!"

"You can think about it, my eldest brother is on Wolf Mountain, kill us, you will die a miserable death. ”

They went down the mountain to collect grain, and they were still two mountains away from the base camp, how could they call the boss who could summon a star god in their mouths. The five of them were stunned for a moment, but the people who were bandits were not afraid of death, and now they were glaring at Gan Suo and Mo angrily.

Mo's heart was slightly shaken, but Ganso's words made him stab the light foil in his hand.

"We are the Red Shield Mercenary Group, tell your name in advance, you hurt our group leader, no matter how much you stare at it, it's useless. ”

Mo is powerful, but he can't make up his mind to kill, but the moment he takes out his sword, he can't control himself. When you pick up a weapon and rush to the opponent, you subconsciously want to put the opponent to death, there are not a few people who make a fuss in the competition, everyone wants to prove themselves, and the way to prove themselves is to let the other party fall.

With his left hand and backhand, he holds a saber in his backhand, a heavier sword that can be used to block the enemy's sword, and a foil in his right hand that he is accustomed to use can be used to pierce the enemy's heart.

The skill of foil lies in its speed, every stab can pierce the soft armor, and the soft armor can protect the slash of the broadsword, but it cannot stop this kind of foil with a small sword head. Because it will carry a very strong penetrating power, it will penetrate through every small hole.

Foyle and SΓ©por are the names of the foil and sabre, respectively, the fine saber that is as smooth as a mirror is replaced by a forehand, which is blocked on the left shoulder, and the foil in the right hand is flexibly pulled along the wrist and on the chest, and when the cold light on the tip of the sword flickers, the foil stabs straight out like the sting of a killer bee.

The blood stained the soft armor dark red, and the big man endured the pain and tried to chop the knife in his hand again.

"Two small star clusters, the strength is okay!"

The foil was stuck in the soft armor, and Mo's palm drove the saber to block the broadsword, and then rushed to the right side to slash at the Mo knife that was coming towards him.

"Since you use a Mo knife, it's really an insult to this good knife!"

"Lao Tzu Wen's Mo knife, it's not your turn to point fingers. ”

Mo split the sword in his hand, and didn't dare to attack it at first, but when the blood on his arm flowed and the pain in his back was still there, he didn't hesitate to stab the sword in his hand into the big man's chest. With a jerk of both hands, the saber that pierced into his chest brought dark red blood. Looking back at the man who had pulled out the sword on his soft armor, Mo made an arc and threw out the saber in his hand.

The so-called inability to judge people by their appearance is not that they cannot see a person's heart from their appearance, but that a person's appearance cannot fully reflect his heart. Mo seems to be a very kind person, but now he is ruthless. The thrown saber did not plunge into the enemy's eyebrows, as in the play, but with the hilt of the sword, and the man in the prime of life was not hurt at all, but gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

"If you kill him, you will not die well. ”

The man glanced at the dead young man holding the Mo knife and yelled.

Before obtaining the Star God, the gap between all those who possessed the star cluster was very small, so Mo didn't think about going up to catch the white blade empty-handed, but turned around and picked up the big knife on the ground, and then tightened his steps and stood in place. The soles of the feet rubbed, the big knife moved, and the knife slashed out diagonally, and the two knives collided, and the man's chest stabbed. Mo gritted his teeth and jumped up to make the broadsword spin around and wipe the man's throat.

"You're a little slow!"

went up to make up for it, and Ganso on the side had already taken all four backpacks.

"I'm sorry!"

Seeing that there was blood all around, the flowers were crushed by the corpses, and the loess turned into red clay, Mo couldn't stand it, but in order not to embarrass himself, he reluctantly put away his sword, and then carried the two lighter bags that Gan Suo had prepared for him.

"You're killing someone for the first time, right?"

As soon as the battle was over, they had to leave, there was a small town about twenty kilometers from here, and Qian Ling and Xing Zeyuan should go there.

"Hmm!"

"You can see that you are hesitant. ”

"I will not hesitate in the future, and I will not show mercy to this kind of person. ”

Mo usually rarely talks to Ganso, because Qian Ling has talked enough, and he used to feel that Ganso was quite cold, but now he feels that he is very warm.

"Hmm, are the injuries on your hands and back all right?"

"It's fine!"

"You bandage it briefly first, let's go find Xing Zeyuan and Qianling first, and it should take two hours to speed up a little. ”

Mo straightened his back, Ganso was a veteran of the battlefield, and this battle didn't bring him the slightest injury, but Mo was different, this was the first time he faced this kind of life and death situation.

When the body of the bandit lying on the ground began to turn cold, a falcon circled in the sky, and the falcon landed on the ground, dyed its beak red with blood, and flew back to a cave.

About two hours later, Ganso and Mo were standing in front of a hotel, looking confused!

"They're not here?"