Seeing that the entrance and exit of the snow cave were about to close, the little carpenter suddenly raised his head and looked ahead.

A total of ten zhang, calculated to a distance of about forty meters.

As for the time......

The little carpenter kicked on his tiptoes, and the man shot out like a sharp arrow, and the next second, he rushed out of the hole the moment before the ice was stitched together.

However, before he could catch his breath, he heard the extremely fierce gunshots.

Dada, dada......

The gunfire was intense, and it didn't stop until more than ten seconds passed.

At this time, the little carpenter also threw the captive who had been shot into a sieve to the ground.

Blood soaked the ice beneath his feet, turning it into a bloody color......

The little carpenter shook the blood beads from his body without fear, and then looked ahead.

In the next second, his pupils subconsciously contracted.

Guarding the door of the snow cave was not Dong Kele and the people from the Great Snow Mountain, but a large group of guys in black coats, among which there were a few people wearing gray-white or blue kimonos, which looked particularly dazzling.

The little carpenter knew that his true enemy had finally arrived.

In fact, when he was attacked by the sneak attack just now, the little carpenter already had a preliminary expectation, but when he really rushed out and saw these forty or fifty guys, he was really sure that it was the foreign aid master that the Lan agency had found from the Japanese mainland had finally arrived here.

This was not part of the carpenter's plan, after all, he felt that even if the Japanese hated him to the core, they should ambush him in Jinguan Castle or near a nearby town.

He never expected that the Japanese would directly kill the Great Snow Mountain.

Behind this, someone must have leaked the news.

As for who?

The little carpenter didn't know, because at this time, his heart suddenly gave birth to a wild beat.

The Japanese greeting is not over yet. Rumble......

There was a loud noise from the little carpenter's feet, and then the whole piece was sunk into smoke.

In the loud roar, countless ice and stones flew up, filling the air with smoke and dust, burying the entire area in danger.

Seeing this scene, the few guys in kimonos here all had smug smiles on their faces, and one of the one-eyed men said to the tall man standing in the middle, wearing an azure kimono and a mustache, "Your Excellency Igarashi, you are really clever enough to guess that Ganmo can escape from the snow cave......

This man, who looks a lot taller than his companions, is none other than Igarashi Akiya, the number one master of the Japanese Black Dragon Society.

He was born into a noble family, his grandfather was once the emperor's personal adviser, and he was also one of the top swordsmen in Japan, and in his generation, he was the best in the entire Igarashi family.

This person is not only better than the blue, but also extremely radical, did not inherit the family business, stayed with the emperor as a companion, but joined the most radical and cruel Black Dragon Society, not only became the leader of it, but also perennial activities in Northeast China, I don't know how many Chinese heroes have been left behind.

Igarashi Autumn Night, this name has always been very famous in the Japanese cultivation world, and he is also known as one of the top masters of the non-demigod family in the Japanese cultivation world.