Heavy panting. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since he woke up, he followed the footprints all the way, but in the end the footprints disappeared, I don't know if the other party deliberately disappeared, or the wind and snow made an accomplice for the other party.

Xie Ying didn't remember how long he had been asleep on the snow, as soon as he woke up, he only felt that his cheeks, ears, and neck were already frozen and almost frozen, especially his neck, the blood that flowed from the wound of the wolf's teeth had condensed into a piercing red at the moment, he faintly felt that all this was not simple, why did that mysterious person take Shu Yan away? And what did he let him go for? Who is he?

The wind and snow blew in the sky, and he howled like a wolf for a while, and he suddenly realized that Shu Yan might not be the only one who had an accident...... But now he can only find Shu Yan first, and he must find her. But the wind and snow are all over the sky, and the snow is covered again, such a big mountain, any corner may be a hiding place, which direction should he start looking for? For the first time, he felt that his abilities were so weak, he could only watch Shu Yan being taken away, and he couldn't do anything......

He came down from the bridge and looked into it along the turbulent current, but by the faint moonlight, he found that there were shallow footprints left on the snow, so he quickened his speed, and looked forward to it. The shoes always sank into the snow every two steps, and he followed the current to find it and go deeper, until he finally saw a figure, but he saw two men lying on the snow, and a woman kneeling on the snow, as if her whole body was trembling.

Xie Ying shone the flashlight over, and saw Chen Anyan kneeling on the snow crying silently, he hurriedly ran over and asked very worriedly: "An Yan, it turns out that you are here, are you okay?" They ......" He shot the flashlight, but found that Qu Hongjun's neck was full of purple pinch marks on the snow, and Han Yi couldn't bear to look at it anymore, a large blood stain had overflowed from the back of his head, condensed on the snow, forming a dazzling red, and what shocked him even more was that Chen Anyan's hands were actually full of blood, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Is this ...... What the hell is this...... What's going on? They...... Dead? ”

Chen Anyan seemed to have no sense at this time, so he knelt on the snow and cried in a low voice with empty eyes, and seemed to read in a low voice: "I killed someone...... I killed someone...... I killed him......" But the wind and snow were too big, Xie Ying couldn't hear what she was saying at all, he faced all this horror and bizarre happening in front of him, and was stunned on the snow for several minutes, and finally realized that danger was still lurking around him all the time, and he had to stay awake, so he pulled up Chen Anyan's trembling body, supported her, and the two walked back to the villa step by step.

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In the depths of the forest, there are four mercenaries in battle uniforms patrolling back and forth, and the thing they want to protect is a field tent behind them.

Finally found them, and the group was plotting something.

The owl pressed his body down, and now he was hiding behind a bush, a pair of deep, cold eyes looking through the bushes to see what was in front of him. Including the two people in the tent, there are six people in total, and you can see that the four people outside are carrying automatic rifles, changing positions with each other, and they are heavily guarded, if they break through, they will definitely lose both, and this is not the most important thing, because the two people inside must also have weapons, and they will pull the alarm or call for help at any time, he does not know if there are other strongholds nearby, so in the face of this situation, it is absolutely impossible to break in, and can only rely on sneak attacks and assassinations.

He slowly retreated into the denser bushes, and after hiding his position, he took a closer look at his position, because the sneak attack has strict requirements for location, and if you have dead branches or dead leaves under your feet, it is easy to startle the snake, expose your position, and become a ghost under the guns of the enemy.

He took off the dagger pinned to his waist, it was a pitch-black recurve dagger, and on the handle of the dagger there was a black lotus flower that bloomed, with a strange shape and a sharp blade, you can imagine how quickly and neatly it was when the throat was cut by this assassination weapon. He knew very well that there could be no wild dogs or wolves in a mountain like this, so he could not let out animal howls to tempt the enemy, he could only make movements to attract the enemy.

The owl picked up several pieces of gravel and threw them at the trunk of a tree not far away, and although the wind was loud, the mercenary still heard the strange noise, so he suddenly became alert. "What sound? You two go over and take a look. The two mercenaries flashed the wolf's eyes on their waists, carefully crossed the bushes and bushes, and slowly came to the big tree that made a strange noise, and shook the wolf's eye flashlight in their hands around, and found that there was nothing abnormal, so they turned and walked back.

It is very important to grasp the timing, just when he turned around, the owl jumped out as quickly as a black panther, his left hand firmly covered his mouth and nose, the knife in his right hand fell, killing with one blow, another mercenary was not far away, when he heard the sound and immediately turned back, the owl had already pulled out the pistol on his waist, the mercenary had not even seen the other party's face clearly, his head had been pierced by a bullet, right in the center of the eyebrows. His pistol was fitted with a muffler, so it didn't alarm the others outside the tent. Although he wears night vision devices, he removes the wolf's eye that fell next to the mercenary's corpse, and in the night in the field, light is more important than everything, like fire.

Now that there are only four enemies left, he is not afraid to raid them with an automatic rifle, because he is in the dark, and the enemy is in the light, but what he is most afraid of is that the two people inside pull the alarm, although he can escape from here, but in this way he will be exposed, and the enemy will definitely strengthen his vigilance, and then he will lose more than he gains. So now he has to change his strategy, as long as he lures away the two people who have been wandering outside the tent, he has a chance to rush over and kill the two people inside the tent immediately, as long as the alarm is not sounded, he is not afraid of the two people outside.

Although it was unwise to lure the remaining two mercenaries who were guarding outside again, fortunately, the owl noticed that the two people inside the tent were facing away from the tent entrance, so as long as he was quick enough to rush out and finish off the two outside, he was confident to stop the people inside from pulling the alarm. The owl picked up the automatic rifle of the corpse next to him, and when the two patrols outside the tent overlapped, he rushed out of the dark bushes, and the two mercenaries heard the sound and immediately turned their heads, but the gunfire had already sounded, and the rifle in the owl's hand was very fast and powerful, and the two enemies fell to the ground in an instant when they shot the enemy at such a close range.

When the two mercenaries inside heard the gunshots, their first reaction was to take up arms to defend themselves, find cover and engage the enemy, and waited until they saw that the people outside had fallen to the ground, only to realize that the stronghold was under attack, and one of the mercenaries wanted to pull the alarm behind him, his eyes were like lightning, and the dagger in his hand had been thrown out of his hand, hitting the thigh of the mercenary who wanted to pull the alarm, he suffered pain in his leg, and fell to his knees weakly, crying out in pain. Hawk dodged the "Burst" fire from the other mercenary's firearm, leaned sideways, aimed precisely, and fired at his head, the bullet passing through his head and through the tent.

The owl threw the automatic rifle in his hand to the ground, took out his pistol, and said coldly to the mercenary kneeling on the ground, "What about the werewolf? Where is he? ”