The woods on the outskirts don't look like the green forests of a small town, the area is small but there are not many animals, and the woods, which were originally lifeless, seem even more lonely at night.

Just as he was about to continue his search, a chill rose in his back, and his spiritual power, which was more powerful than others, caught the strange situation coming from behind at this moment.

Without thinking, Gong Bing jumped away from the spot with an arrow step and hid behind a big tree not far away.

At the same time, a bullet slashed through Gong Bing's original leg and hit the ground, making a dull popping sound on the ground.

"Huh?" As if he didn't expect Gong Bing to dodge, a soft sound of consternation came from the forest.

The guy who fired the gun was in the direction of five o'clock, about twenty meters away from him, a pistol with a muffler, since practicing martial arts, Gong Bing's five senses have increased a lot, and Gong Bing subconsciously distinguishes at this time.

"Who is it?" With a slight change, a hoarse voice came out of Gong Bing's mouth.

After a few moments, there was no response in the darkness.

Gong Bing also stopped making a sound, and began to slowly move his position, he bent over and tiptoed, as silent as a night cat, and tried to touch the black shadow.

The other party seemed to have disappeared, and he never spoke.

Although the other party didn't leave, he had already left the position just now, and he also tried to get closer to him, Gong Bing sensed it as if he were nothing.

The black shadow clenched his love gun in his hand, his eyes staring ahead and moving slowly.

The love gun in his hand is a guy who has accompanied him for almost ten years, and after several transformations and upgrades, it is a tool for eating by himself.

The black head is full of meat, and the scar on the left side of the eye is the mark left by his career as a bounty hunter, and his real name is rarely remembered, and he is more accustomed to outsiders calling him his nickname - Mad Dog, as long as there is a trace of clues, he can trace the trace, and bite the target and not give up, this is the reason for his nickname, he feels that this is the affirmation of others to himself.

Looking for the target of the mission to come to this warehouse, hoping to get more clues about the target's whereabouts, but accidentally found this suspicious guy opposite, although he didn't know who the other party was, it was an insider or a colleague.

But who it doesn't matter, just subdue the other party, and then interrogate him, he is very confident in his skills, and the thought of missing has not flashed in his mind, as for what to do with this person after that? Don't do it too much.

Originally, he thought that his movements were stealthy enough, but in the end, he alerted the other party and dodged a shot aimed at his leg.

"It's so clever, I hope you'll have so much luck next time." The mad dog's mouth said silently.

There was silence in the woods, except for the occasional sound of cars whistling in the direction of the bridge in the distance.

Holding his breath, the mad dog carefully avoided the branches and leaves around him, and the dead stones and leaves on the ground, and slowly shifted his position, searching for traces of the enemy as he shifted.

It seems that something is wrong, the other party has not been silent for a while, and he has disappeared, is he gone?

At this moment, a small black thing flew towards him, and the mad dog raised his hand and fired a shot, and the black block suddenly fell apart in the air.

Stone?

Rotten! At this time, the mad dog that reacted was too late, so he could only shoot a backhand to the side and rear, but unfortunately the sound of hitting the target sounded, and the mad dog immediately knew that something was wrong.

Just as he was about to jump away and transfer, a fast figure had already rushed to him, and the arm that had only time to raise in a hurry was grabbed, and the other party's palm like iron pincers seemed to be about to pinch off his arm immediately.

The next second he was punched in the stomach, and then he felt lifted, and his body suddenly rose into the air, and after turning his head in the air, the mad dog felt a pain in the back of his head, and his eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.

In a dilapidated house, the mad dog collapsed to the ground with his hands tied, and the moonlight hit his face through the small window in the wall, as if he had not yet come to his senses.

Gong Bing sat in the room, playing with the pistol in his hand by the moonlight.

The length of the gun is about 19 centimeters, about seven or eight hundred grams, and when I returned the magazine, I looked at it, and the ammunition capacity was only eight rounds of 9 mm bullets, and now only seven rounds were left in it, and a muffler was installed in front of the muzzle.

It's a bit like the M39 semi-automatic pistol during the Cold War in the previous life, the power was originally just improvised, but it can be seen that it has been modified many times, the power has been improved, and with the muffler, it is a good guy who kills people and kills people.

Placing the pistol aside, he opened a piece of paper that had been retrieved from the other person's body.

This is a bounty list, and the cherry blossom-colored font is printed on the dark purple paper, which looks a little weird.

"What a strange taste." Gong Bing complained.

On the paper was a slightly blurry photograph of a girl, seemingly enlarged from a photograph, fourteen or fifteen years old, with long blond hair like a waterfall, with a happy smile, and her name was Lancer.

This guy seems to be a bounty hunter or mercenary, and the task is to capture the girl alive on the task list, and the bounty is quite high, and the specific clues only explain the last place where it appeared and...

A girl with mystical powers?

Arson warehouses, charred corpses, bullet marks and strange burn marks in the woods, bounty hunters in pursuit and mysterious girls in bounty...... and the injured hand of his father, Sean......

All kinds of information flashed in his mind, silently put away the paper in his hand, Gong Bing looked at the mad dog on the ground, hoping to get more information from this guy.

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After some interrogation, Gong Bing knocked the mad dog unconscious with a punch, stuffed his mouth with a paper ball, and threw it into the corner of the warehouse, so that the other party would not wake up until at least the evening after tomorrow, even if he hadn't woken up yet, he would call the police at that time and let the police deal with it.

This kind of guy who can easily shoot and hurt people, don't expect the background to be clean, once caught by the police, if there is no reliable relationship to help, the result will definitely not be what he wants.

As for killing people, Gong Bing felt that he didn't have to do this step, the other party was just a bounty hunter, and the other party didn't see his appearance......

When he was on Raw Earth, he was just an ordinary person, with an uneventful life and a frail and sickly life, so there was nothing out of the ordinary.

But after the first time he crossed over, in that new world, he met many people, and also saw many big scenes, and the novel and exciting experience was ten times richer than when he was on Earth.

Because of one reason or another, he was forced to do a lot of dishonorable things, during which he consulted and learned from some people, and he also suffered some losses and learned a lot of lessons.

I am not familiar with such things as torture to extract confessions and murder and silence, but I am not caught off guard when I encounter them.

Maybe there will be a presence outside the box asking, in your last life, in order to be able to see His Majesty, you could have caused countless people to fall into war and turmoil without any scruples, how could you be so soft-hearted at this time?

Frankly speaking, if it weren't for the situation, Gong Bing would not force himself to do these things, although he could have expected the impact from the beginning, but he could only defend himself like this: People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

All in all, he feels that he is definitely not a good person, but he is not an absolute bad person, he can be regarded as an egoistic person.

Don't look at Gong Bing and Qi Zihan in the second life to do such a big thing, but Gong Bing really didn't kill people by himself, even when he attacked the Tower of Babel, those bodyguards were either automatic defense robots, or living dead people who had been cloned and transformed, and they would only act according to orders, and they had no ego, Gong Bing didn't think that he was still a human being, and with the character of the old immortal emperor, he simply pinned his life and safety on others.

He learns from the mouth of the mad dog that the target of the mission named Lancer may appear on the edge of Greentown a few nights at a small bar called Barton's Wine Glass, which is a secret intelligence agency in Greentown, specializing in collecting some gossip and using it as a trade for goods, and even providing a platform for certain outlaws and bounty hunters to exchange information and accept missions.

And it is also the intermediary of petty theft and distribution in this area, although it will lower a lot of prices, but because there are reassuring channels and connections, so in this town and county, within a radius of 100 miles, it is a place where all kinds of gray and black characters resell goods.

The ultimate purpose of Lancer has been going around and around, it seems that it is to go to this bar, according to Mad Dog's guess, there are people in this bar that Lancer knows, so after Lancer arrives in Green Town, there is a high chance that he will go to the bar immediately, this news is a clue that Mad Dog spent a lot of effort to get, and now it can only be cheaper Gong Bing.

I looked at the watch on my wrist, it's close to two o'clock now, it's still a long way from the bar, come and go, it's time to dawn, he doesn't want to be found out by his family in private, and it's troublesome to explain, so I hope there will be a result before dawn.

Strategically located on the edge of a road on the edge of Greentown, Barton Glasses is the gateway for all cars entering and exiting Greentown from the east, so it's not just the residents of the neighborhood who come by, but many of the drivers who pass through here are willing to have a drink and have some fun.

Most of the land here is flat, and there are rivers meandering through it, and there are many farms and farms, and when you look at it from a high place, the dark earth is lit up with stars, and every light is a farmer.

The three or four meters high neon sign in the bar, Gong Bing noticed it from afar, the neon sign with various lights, like a lighthouse on the shore, it was impossible to ignore the past.

At this time, there are all kinds of cars parked in the open space in front of the bar, there are cheap low-end cars, there are also long-distance trucks, and more motorcycles leaning on the side, although it is already more than two o'clock in the morning, but the bar is still full of people.