Colonel Carter was supposed to be a professional who hunted for a living. Of course, they are not professional killers.

They are mercenaries who are more professional than professional killing.

They have no ideals, no ambitions, they fight for money.

Who's paying the price.

and for whom they shall fight.

And then.

Until the moment of death in battle.

I think they're sad.

Nothing but killing.

In addition, they are not real warriors, real warriors are fighting for the elderly, children and women of their country.

They...... I shook my head and reached out to wipe Colonel Carter's eyelids.

Colonel Carter should have known that sooner or later he would have such a day, that he had no grievances, that he was happy when he died.

Very relieved.

I even saw a smile on the corner of his mouth.

I know people like him.

If he had a conscience, he must have resented his work.

But it can't be helped.

Just as Tang Jian, as well as Old Man Shan, and many others said.

There was no turning back from the bow, and the road was chosen.

It's even harder to turn back.

I straightened Colonel Carter's clothes and kept him in a flat lying position.

Lying face up as if asleep on the ground.

I took the dried leaves and wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes, ears and nostrils.

I made him look as natural and relaxed as possible, with his hands folded on his chest while placing his gun, the compound bow, in his hand.

Colonel Carter's nameplate got me to put it away.

I think it's a commemoration.

An excellent mercenary colonel, strong and battle-trained.

He hunted down a Chinese boxer under the premise of being fully armed.

Unexpectedly, the Chinese boxer was empty-handed and successfully achieved counter-hunting.

He's dead.

Wish him good luck in the next life!

I silently stared at the dead Colonel, and three seconds later I turned and left.

Coming down the mountain, I met Xiaolou.

He stood there, looking surprised, staring at me with a monster-like look.

I shrugged and flashed Colonel Carter's nameplate at him.

The other party approached, and when he saw it clearly, he became more and more shocked.

"You did it?"

He asked.

I breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground: "I did it, but I'm tired, this is probably the most powerful enemy I've ever encountered since I came into contact with Guojutsu." ”

Xiao Lou muttered: "That's right, you're dealing with modern paramilitary things, which is the sore spot of traditional martial artists." It's also something they don't dare to face. ”

"When my uncle was alive, he told me again and again that when you encounter someone with a gun, you must stay away, because. You can't beat him. ”

I laughed and said, "I really can't beat it!" But we can hide, we can figure out his intentions in advance, know how he shoots, know his rules, rhythm. Then look for something that can be blocked, get closer little by little, and finally, use the strength of the whole body, in fact, it will kill with one blow. ”

Xiao Lou handed me a bottle of water and asked, "How did you do it?" I see that your reaction and judgment are very accurate, you know, this kind of thing, if there is a slight mistake, it will cost you your life. ”

I took a sip and said, "Heart, amplify the perception in your heart, and when you can perceive more, you are becoming." ”

Xiao Lou pondered and asked, "How many levels have you passed?" I said, "Two levels." Xiaolou: "Strong, I just got through the tail, the next level, I don't know when it will be opened." I said, "If you work hard, you will be rewarded." "I know that this battle has touched Xiao Lou a lot, and at the same time, it has also made him see the hope of national arts. I've decided what I'm going to achieve next. And for me, I feel more. First of all, after I cleared the first two levels, how did that strange and powerful perception disappear? How did it suddenly appear in such a very urgent situation? I want to stay that way, what do I do, how do I do it? I don't know the answer at the moment. But I'm sure someone will guide me and tell me what to do next. After drinking all the bottles of water, when my tense nerves gradually relaxed and my body began to recover again, Ma Biaozi returned. The first thing he found was Yang Dawa, who was carrying a big stick nearby, one in the east and one in the west. After shouting, I saw me, Xiaolou and Uncle Mountain Dog. Ma Biaozi was not alone, he led a dog, the powerful Wang Xingren, it took a quick step, followed closely behind Ma Biaozi, when it ran over, it looked at me, did not speak, just watched from a distance, and finally began to vigilantly observe the movements around it. And it was such a short eye contact that I read a tenacious, loyal and brave soul from the eyes of Wang Xingren. I can't tell you how it feels, it's not like it's in fantasy novels and science fiction movies, there are so many images in front of me, I can see something, or a string of numbers and so on. None of this, as if I perceived the resentment of Qi Daming and those gunmen, it was a very natural and objective existence, and it was there, and I could feel it as clearly as I felt the temperature of the sun and the hard stones under my feet. It's that simple...... Then, I went back to the people around me. I found that Xiao Lou is a typical dual character, he is very poetic and amorous on the one hand. On the other hand, the desire to become a strong boxer. Uncle Mountain Dog is an angry person, and his anger comes and goes out of nowhere. When Ma Biaozi looked at me, he had both his father's love and concern in his eyes, as well as the blood of a brother...... Yang Dawa's most important thing in his heart now is how to get out of here. But he was still thinking about one thing, that is, to see if he could mix it to the end, mix a few vajra fruits or something. Because, he didn't want to run in vain. I don't know if that's any kind of mind reading. But I just felt it. I didn't use it, what facial micro-expressions in the American drama were interpreted, I didn't use the detailed observation, etc. I just glanced at it, and then, I knew the stuff. Ma Biaozi came over, I took my heart and then smiled and reported the battle situation. Subsequently, Ma Biaozi, under the leadership of Uncle Mountain Dog, went around to check the scene. When I came back, he tapped me on the shoulder and said two very pertinent words: "Awesome! "Okay, after praising me, when Ma Biaozi was just about to discuss with us how to deal with the legendary god beating master, Wang Xingren sighed. It stood on a rock more than fifty meters away from us. Woof! Barking! I was a spirit, and then in the mountain wind blowing, I felt the breath of a large wave of people. "It's coming!" I say these two words. Ma Biaozi was stunned for a moment, he ran two steps, stood on a stone and watched from afar, he jumped down and said: "Ciao, these guys, this is to move the mountain, there are so many people!" When I heard this, I ran forward more than 30 meters with Xiaolou and Uncle Mountain Dog, jumped on a big rock, and craned my neck to take a look. Really. In the distance, a team of people. I gathered my eyes, took a closer look, and saw Zhong Guofan at a glance. He wore a camouflage uniform, and he had no weapons on him, only a cane. He was followed by three foreigners. These three people are two men and one woman, and behind these foreigners, there are five or six people who are dark and thin, and look like Thai men. Estimate the claw and the talent. Towards the back, there was a team of middle-aged men who were also black and thin. However, they are apparently just ordinary mountain people. This can be seen from the temperament on their faces, except that each of them carries a large basket with all kinds of objects. There were about seventeen mountain people, which was a large group. The rest are the people who really Zhong Guofan brought in. Zhong Guofan had no weapons in his hands, the two men and one woman, and the three white men had no weapons in their hands. The most powerful things the rest of the people took were two Nepalese scimitars, but that knife didn't seem to be used to cut people, but to open mountains and split branches. I stood on top of the stone and stared at Zhong Guofan from afar. Five minutes later, when the group approached, Zhong Guofan was shocked when he saw me. It was this moment that I read it all. Zhong Guofan is ruthless, he doesn't kill people, he is in the open, and he has no weapons on his body. But he paid a high price to hire two very powerful professional mercenaries to kill people in the shadows. His instructions are also very simple, that is, what a qiē calls human beings are all goals. So, the two mercenaries went on a killing spree. In addition, Zhong Guofan has an extremely high degree of trust in these two mercenaries. He believed that with these two people, he could get rid of all the people, including me. In fact, it is. If I hadn't forced out that strength in my body at a critical moment. Perhaps, Ma Biaozi and I and others are dead. I can see the above things clearly, only in the blink of an eye. In the next second, when Zhong Guofan was close to me, I found that I suddenly couldn't feel it again. His whole body was like a hard crust of ice. Smiling and walking towards me, I couldn't perceive anything about him...... I thought about it, and jumped off the rock. "Abon, you Thai, why did you get here?" Ma Biaozi raised his voice and yelled at Zhong Guofan. Zhong Guofan waved his hand. The team behind him stopped. We are twelve meters apart. He looked at Ma Biaozi, took a kettle, took a sip of water, and said, "Mr. Ma, I want to do a business with you now." That vajra fruit, I went and picked the fruit from the existing tree, and then you asked me to remove another tree. Carry some local soil back. Next, what do you like to do, that's your business, you pay me to take care of it, I won't come. Ma Biaozi snorted: "I really didn't expect you to be involved in this matter." Xiao Lou asked at this time: "Uncle Ma, who is he?" Ma Biaozi: "A true high-ranking figure in the Muay Thai world." When I was making mahogany, because of a few businesses, I asked a friend to find him, and I had dinner and tea with him. It's an old acquaintance. "Speaking of which. Zhong Guofan raised his voice and said: "Since Mr. Ma is an old acquaintance, I see this deal, let's do it." I'm here, I've got $50,000 with me, don't be too little, I only have so much, you take the money, let's go." ”