Chapter 7: Fight to the death
9527 lay behind a large tree at the edge of the safe zone, quietly waiting for him to return, and after a while, the man returned, carefully inserting the stake back into place
'Bang Bang'
The sound was particularly harsh in the night
He clapped his hands, cleaned up the uneaten deer legs, kicked the fire with ease, stepped on it again and extinguished it, and then, leaning against the tree, he took out a blanket from his bag, shook it and draped it over his body, and fell asleep peacefully.
He was asleep, 9527 was shaking nervously, he was annoyed that he was going to come in, just to get carried away for revenge? Actually, it's not necessary.,There's no certainty about whether you can kill him.,If you fail, you'll have to die.,God knows if you can be resurrected this time.。
There's no way, I cheered myself up, I can't get out if I come in anyway, and I'll definitely die at dawn.
Thinking so, after waiting for a few hours, his body began to slowly crawl towards the man
The right hand was still pinching the sharp stone, and suddenly felt inappropriate, groping in the dark with his left hand, he touched a branch, and gently threw it on the fence, and at the moment when the left hand exerted force, the branch flew out, 9527 obviously felt that the person moved slightly, and his eyes seemed to be open, and he should have been half-awake.
'Bang Dang ,,,,'''
The sound of the can resounded through the dark forest, and the man immediately half-crouched, drew a dagger from his back, and cautiously leaned towards the source of the sound.
Whew, whew,,,,
Sure enough, the man's reaction was very strong, if he went directly to hit him just now, he would definitely die, by the moonlight, staring at the man's direction, crawling over little by little, at this moment, the vision suddenly darkened, it was a dark cloud, blocking the only moonlight.
The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing, a godsend, with only himself knowing the enemy's location, 9527 suddenly burst out, holding the stone with both hands, and smashed it fiercely.
'Dong----''
This dull sound was not the sound of hitting the head, such a dull echo should have hit the chest.
In the darkness, feeling the direction of the man being knocked down, he slammed it again, Peng ---, didn't hit, and now he completely lost his position,,,, the two of them watched out in the dark night, waiting for the moment when the moonlight appeared.
Suddenly, the white light flashed, and the moon came out, but this white light was too dazzling,,,,''ca、、、、、''
9527's head reflexively turned to the left, and a white dangling knife was piercing into the trunk of the tree, and by chance, the body that had just passed to the left took advantage of the angle to make a left hook, which really hit the man in the face, but the man seemed unmoved, and was not knocked down as 9527 imagined.
Immediately after, the knife was withdrawn from the trunk of the tree, drawing a perfect arc, 9527 dodged without hurrying, and was cut on the shoulder, fortunately the wound was not deep.
Immediately after, darkness fell again, and the two of them hid again, and suddenly, 9527 was flashed by white light again, and the knife seemed to be well maintained, otherwise it would not be so bright. 9527, who saw the direction, smashed the stone in his hand hard, and when he heard the sound, he hit the hand holding the knife, and he didn't have time to think about 9527 and pounced, hugged him fiercely, and the two scuffled together. . .
The two grabbed each other by the collar, and with their heads, with their fists, with their knees, in every way they could, they tried to kill each other.
However, 9527 froze as he visibly felt a cold tubular object against his abdomen, which felt ,,,,,,, ,,, the barrel of a gun