Chapter Seventy-Six: Shooting the Flower-Faced Man

(Damn, I can't hold on anymore, what is life like?) Since it is destined to be painful and happy, then ...... Forget the pain and remember the happy times. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info)

After many experiments, Yan was able to skillfully use the invisibility ability that had been passed on to her.

The invisibility ability does not disappear out of thin air, but integrates the person with the invisibility ability into the surrounding environment like a chameleon, so that everyone can see it and touch it.

This invisibility ability also allows people with this ability to make everything on their body invisible, such as Ah Yan, who tried it many times in the mirror by the river, only to learn that even if she has an axe in her hand, the giant axe will be hidden.

However, Ah Yan touched the boulder beside him, and after the boulder disappeared, the boulder actually stopped there steadily.

That is to say, if Ah Yan can't hold or take something, even if it is hidden and others can't see it, she still can't take it away.

Therefore, after Ah Yan escaped the pursuit of the primitives, he did not act rashly.

When she saw Qin Wanli being taken to that underground laboratory, Ah Yan became anxious, she didn't know what was going on underground, except for Qin Wanli, the other companions had also disappeared, only this underground laboratory was the breakthrough.

However, she could not go down.

She is only level 4 now, and even the Gate of Hell and the Black Ball who don't know the level have been arrested, not to mention Zhao Longbing and Liu Jingang, who are only level 6, and the rest are all companions who are not enough for others to play single-handedly, except for the prince.

What to do?

Everyone disappeared, leaving only Ah Yan alone outside.

The security here is very tight, and if you miss the opportunity to follow them down to the basement, won't there be any other chances?

Ah Yan quietly stood in the patriarch's thatched house, staring closely at the wooden door in the basement.

Level 4, Ah Yan, who has just mastered the stealth ability, no matter how anxious she is, she understands that she can't afford to provoke any primitive people guarding here, she can only wait for the opportunity, she can't take risks, their current situation doesn't know what to do, there may only be one chance, if even she who can be invisible is caught, then everyone will lose the possibility of seeing the light of day.

There were two primitive people with tattoos on their faces guarding the door, and they didn't know what they were talking about, not that their voices were low, but that Ah Yan couldn't understand what they were saying.

Ever since she came here, she had only heard Aya and the patriarch speak in a language she understood, although it was sometimes vague.

Squeak.

Just then, the wooden door to the basement opened.

The flower-faced man who was always holding the spear walked out, and Ah Yan was just about to make a move, but the flower-faced man directly slammed the wooden door and closed it again.

Ah Yan gritted her teeth and frowned, and waved her small fist, but there was no other way.

However, the next scene almost scared Ah Yan silly.

The flower-faced man tilted his head sharply while Ah Yan waved his fist, and after a few seconds, he didn't find anything suspicious, then he turned his head again and walked to the door.

The flower-faced man questioned the guards at the door, dismissed the two guards, and then turned over and sat down in the doorway leading to the basement.

Ah Yan didn't dare to make any other moves, just stood there quietly.

The flower-faced man who was close at hand was so powerful that even the faint air currents in the air could be felt, which showed that his vigilance was also very high.

Breathing weakly, Ah Yan slowly picked up the pistol in her hand.

This was before the patriarch entered the thatched house, Qin Wanli found that something was wrong and secretly stuffed it into her watch.

After all, the mountain axe is too big, and the wind is too loud when it is waved in the air, and the most important thing is that this pistol is used by Qin Wanli for Ah Yan to defend himself.

The muzzle of the gun slowly aimed at the flower-faced man's head.

At this moment, Ah Yan clearly saw the flower-faced man's ears tremble slightly, and then the flower-faced man turned his head and looked over.

Eyebrows.

Ah Yan stopped moving, the other party's vigilance was too high, he was a character on par with the prince, or even Aya was not the opponent of the flower-faced man.

After the flower-faced man made a round, he turned his head again.

A drop of sweat swept across Ah Yan's forehead and slid down her long bangs.

I can't wait any longer, the sound of sweat falling on the ground must not be able to hide the ears of the flower-faced man, and when the time comes, ......

The moment the sweat left the bangs and slipped off, Ah Yan pulled the trigger.

Bang bang......

Two bullets broke through the shackles of the air and struck the back of the flower-faced man's head.

The flower-faced man didn't hear the sound of sweat sliding down his bangs, the sound was too small, but he heard the sound of Ah Yan pulling the trigger, and a fatal feeling that his life was seriously threatened.

The body's conditioned reflex suddenly bounced into the air from sitting on the ground, and the spear threw towards Ah Yan with a flick of his backhand.

Ah Yan had already pulled the trigger and slid out sideways.

She knew that two shots might not kill the master on the other side, but it was possible to attract attention.

Since exposure is inevitable, her goal becomes the only one.

Ah Yan slid sideways and jumped to the door leading to the underground, and as soon as she opened the wooden door on the ground, she was dexterous like a swallow, and Ah Yan flew down.

Zheng ......

The spear was nailed to the wooden pillars that supported the thatched hut and made a buzzing sound.

The flower-faced man jumped to his feet, jumped onto the wooden door that had just been closed, and pulled it open.

His legs were weak, and when he saw it, the scarlet blood sword spurted out.

A stream of blood flowed from the flower-faced man's ear, it didn't matter, and he looked at the left side of his chest, above the bare dark chest, a thumb-sized blood hole, gurgling out.

Although the flower-faced man had been on guard for a long time, he never thought that there would be such a terrifying secret weapon anyway.

There was a snap.

The wooden door closed, and the flower-faced man waited for his eyes to lie on the wooden door.

After Ah Yan jumped out of the wooden door, he handed the pistol to his left hand, and with his right hand, he pulled the mountain axe out of his watch, although this guy looked bulky and wielded it vigorously, but compared to the pistol, the voice was still much quieter.

Holding the mountain axe in one hand in his right hand and a pistol in his left hand, Ah Yan, who was sweating profusely, guarded under the wooden door.

Be sure to keep the danger out of the wooden door, otherwise the unfamiliar basement will become difficult to navigate.

Poof.

There was a heavy object striking the wooden door.

Through the faint light, Ah Yan looked at the wooden door suspiciously, the other party did not chase down, it was obvious that he must have been shot.

After a few moments of silence, a few drops of scarlet blood dripped from the wooden door.

Seeing the gradually increasing blood, Ah Yan relieved herself, put away the mountain axe, looked at the incandescent lamp hanging on the wall suspiciously, and walked down the marble steps gently.