Suddenly, the sound of footsteps behind him was getting closer and closer, Qin Yitian turned his head suddenly, the muzzle of the gun went straight to the head of one of them, and his eyes had become more fierce.

"Young master, it's us, there is an ambush."

Qin Yitian twisted his eyebrows, saw that the remaining four were standing safely in front of him, glanced at the battlefield behind them again, and said in a deep voice: "Take the child away." ”

"Young master, even Hexu?"

"You evacuate from where you just now, Shen Ran and me."

"Yes."

As the words fell, there was sporadic movement from the periphery of the house, Qin Yitian made a silent gesture, and then moved to the wall, and listened sideways.

Swift and steady, on the periphery of this compartment, and definitely not below them.

In the past few days, I have not found that there is still a master hidden among the kidnappers, and the person who fell to the ground in front of him is sure to be the mastermind, so who is the person outside?

The hostages were still crying, and such a big movement would really reveal their location. There was no time to hesitate, Qin Yitian gave his subordinates holding the children a glance in the air, and then the air returned to quiet, and the two children were lying on their shoulders and did not move.

According to the arrangement, the three of them left cautiously along the road they came, while Qin Yitian and Shen Ran withdrew in the direction of Lian Hexu. When passing by the two of them, Qin Yitian squatted, spread out his five fingers to help them close his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes suddenly ignited with murderous aura, "First of all, I will come back to take you home." When the words fell, he got up and left.

Along the way of the wall, the two soon came to another exit, and at this time, there were also sporadic gunshots on the other side of the house.

There is no disarming the sensor here, and it will be strafed at ten meters, Qin Yitian looked at a pitch-black forest, and finally decided to gamble.

As soon as they stepped out of the gate, there was an immediate sound of gunfire beside them, and the target was clear, it was aimed at them. The two immediately raised the spears they had snatched from the kidnappers and fired one shot at each place.

The slightest movement in the grass signaled that the prostrate man had been killed. With this little situation, Qin Yitian could still quickly judge their approximate hiding place from the direction where the bullets were flying, plus Shen Ran was a master of sniping, so it was not troublesome to solve.

Taking advantage of the gap, the two of them quickly ran in the direction of the forest, and as soon as they left the light source, several people in the same costume suddenly appeared in the grass, and they couldn't see clearly, and they slashed towards them with daggers in their hands.

Qin Yitian was attacked from three sides without paying attention, and he was stabbed in the shoulder. He stooped down and dodged, his spear turning into a stick and striking the knee of a man.

As if there was no pain, Qin Yitian was ruthless, and he attacked a few times with great speed, and those people were all beaten to the ground. After slashing the throats of two men with a short knife, he rode to the last man, the tip of the knife against his throat, and said in a deep voice: "Who sent you?" ”

Who knew that the man smiled evilly, then chewed his mouth, and lost his breath in less than two seconds.

Qin Yitian slammed his mouth open, a pungent smell overflowed into his nose, and a flash of inspiration flashed, and he suddenly remembered the previous mission in New York that was amputated, and the dead person also committed suicide like this.

The same gang?

"Young master, we have to hurry up, there are still people coming over there." Shen Ran shook his shoulders and whispered.

The man's sharp eagle eyes were hidden in the night, and no one could see that it was full of anger at this moment: the brothers he and Tian'en had cultivated for many years from birth to death, and they had killed four of them.

"Young master? Young master? ”

"Let's go!"

The words fell, and the two ran towards the depths. Their camp was still some distance from here, and there were no more gunshots on the other side, while the footsteps behind them were becoming more and more concentrated, and there were at least ten people.

When he arrived at a big tree, Qin Yitian stopped and hid behind the tree, and determined the direction of the person by means of the extremely faint moonlight that shone down through the cracks in the branches, and at the same time pulled the back of Shen Ran's neck and ordered in his ear: "You go in that direction to join them, and the hostages are safe, you will go first." I lure them away from the other side. ”

"No, it's too dangerous." Shen Ran wanted to break free from the rebuttal, but the strength on his neck was extremely heavy.

"The child must not be fine." As the words fell, Qin Yitian suddenly got up, picked up his gun and shot a few bullets casually in front of the darkness, and then quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

Seeing that he was so determined, Shen Ran didn't dare to delay, and bent over and left quickly from the other direction. And unexpectedly, there seemed to be only one or two people left chasing him, and he gave it a go, stopped and waited in hiding.

When they came to them, Shen Ran suddenly appeared, and a few actions quickly solved them. After that, he looked at the direction Qin Yitian left with heavy eyes, and wanted to move forward with hesitant steps, but was forced to retreat by the last sentence "The child must not have anything".

On the other hand, Qin Yitian was not mistaken, this group of people ostensibly came for the "Paint Night", but in fact, the real target was him. He ran extremely fast, the sound of footsteps behind him and the friction of grass branches became smaller and smaller, and just as he was about to take the opportunity to detour from the side, a gunshot suddenly sounded from ten meters away, if it hadn't flashed fast, he would have been killed on the spot.

The man turned sharply, and a small point of light in the distance caught his attention: it seemed that they even knew their escape route, and if they continued like this, they were afraid that they would not be able to go back.

It was about two o'clock in the evening when they moved, and after some tossing and turning, it was estimated that at most more than an hour had passed, and there were still three or four hours before dawn.

The whole forest was only a few insects except for their sounds, and there were so many people on the other side that there was no better way to do it in this environment than to hide.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Yitian decided to deviate from the preset route, and while dodging, he flipped over his cuffs and pressed the button hidden inside, and the dark red light began to flash.

There was a small clearing at the end of the opposite road from the original one, Qin Yitian avoided all the sensors and quickly came to the vicinity, and found a boulder to hide behind.

He pulled out all his equipment: a long gun that was running out of bullets, a pistol, and a short knife, and the man touched it slightly, then quickly worked out a plan of response.

He had just informed Garo that as long as there were no accidents, as long as he could hold out until noon tomorrow, they would be able to come to the rescue.

Time seemed to stand still, and the cold wind around him passed slowly, brushing the man's handsome face, and he did not dare to relax his vigilance at all, pricking up his ears to listen to the movement of the grass.

After a long time, there was a sound in the distance, Qin Yitian held his breath and stared ahead, holding a spear.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Three times, the opponent fell two, and the last one was dodged in time, and the spear ran out of bullets at this time.

Qin Yitian adjusted his posture, quickly flashed into the stone next to him, and then moved to the corner, because he accidentally rubbed his shoulder, and suddenly there was a heart-piercing pain.

Because the other party was attacked, they immediately judged Qin Yitian's approximate location, and they did not shoot casually, but lined up in a queue and slowly leaned forward.

When they got closer, Qin Yitian rolled out of the darkness, his fingers quickly pulled the trigger, and before they could react, he killed two more in an instant.

The man quickly stood up, stepped forward and scattered their array, the short knife slicing through the air, piercing one man's throat before backhanding the other's arm, pulling it in front of him and taking a few steps back.

To Qin Yitian's surprise, before he could retreat to the safe distance he wanted, the person in front of him had already committed suicide.

Then, gunshots began to rang out, all hitting the man.

In this case, Qin Yitian had nowhere to retreat, and the killing intent in his deep eyes fell straight on the opponent in the dark, one against five.

Suddenly, the man sneered coldly, let go and kicked the dead man forward, then raised his arms and shot without hesitation.

One.

Then, with one hand, he dodged two shots and jumped behind to take cover. Those people did not hesitate any longer, and all of them stepped forward to surround him.

In hand-to-hand combat, Qin Yitian never had the upper hand, but because they were not slower than him, he was accidentally stabbed twice in his body after a few rounds.

In the end, after he fought to the death with all his might, the remaining four finally all fell to the ground, leaving no breath.

Qin Yitian knelt on one knee and gasped for breath, but his eyes were still sweeping around, always on guard against the appearance of another enemy.

After a long pause, he put the short knife back into his boot and slowly stood up, picked up two spears with relatively many bullets from the ground, and slowly walked back.

Re-entering the forest, he looked up at the sky, then roughly determined the path according to the position of the moon, and walked towards the camp.

"Bang ......"

The silence was broken by a piercing gunshot, and the man put his left hand on his chest, his eyebrows wrinkled together, pursed his lips and turned around to endure the pain, and fired a bullet at the half-dead man lying on the ground in the moonlight.

At the same time, Qin Yitian's eyes darkened, and he fell down.

(Bun's words: It's so difficult, the speed has dropped from more than 2,000 to more than 500 per hour, I hope you are satisfied!) ）