The muzzle of the man's gun was already firmly aimed at the miscellaneous hairy path, if the trigger was pulled, the miscellaneous hairy trail, even if he was capable, would only turn into a mess of rotten meat, and would do nothing.

But will he be able to pull the trigger?

Obviously, the Golden Silkworm Gu would not agree.

This fat bug with a pimple on the door of the brain is not an ordinary thing. After stuning the right one of the two strikers for the first time, it suddenly burrowed into the nostrils of the guy on the left, and just as the muzzle of his gun was pointed at the miscellaneous hairy path, the fat worm that rushed into the cerebral marrow suddenly exerted force, and the "process" of this murder was categorically stopped. Miscellaneous Xiaodao rushed to the front in a cold sweat, and the peach wood sword suddenly stabbed towards the Shenque point in the center of the navel with the sound of the wind.

In the human body, there are 36 large acupuncture points, which have been called "death acupoints" by the samurai of the past dynasties, which means that if you do not treat them in time after being hit or hit, you will have to worry about your life. And this divine cave is the most important one. was pointed at by a gun like this, his life hung by a thread, and the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao was suddenly so frightened that he was about to pee, where could he still keep his hand, and as soon as he vomited and retracted his strength, this person immediately fell to the ground.

After the man fell to the ground, his body moved, and the semi-automatic rifle in his hand actually fired, clicking, like a crisp typewriter.

The grass on the ground suddenly exploded, and there was a smell of gunpowder and gunsmoke.

All solved, Miscellaneous Xiaodao knelt on the ground with his legs, his body trembled, and he was so frightened that he didn't say a word for a long time.

Life and death are instantaneous, life or death, it's all about luck. Such feelings, to be honest, even if they are cynical and miscellaneous, they can't be relieved. Because Lao Xiao took on most of the pressure, I was better, and I didn't comfort the worried Xiaodao, but carried a sharp mountain machete and went around to make up for people.

To be honest, doing this work really tests people's psychological quality.

I struggled in my heart for a long time, but after all, I couldn't do anything, so I took off the armed belts on several people, tied up these four guys who were still alive (except for the white-clothed eagle man and this guy who was hit by the hole), and then instructed the Golden Silkworm Gu to give these guys twenty-four days of noon gut Gu. If you still run into them when you patrol the mountain tomorrow, you will naturally have the Golden Silkworm Gu to deal with it.

If I don't have to, I'd better not let myself add more sin to my hands.

When I tied all four of them to the trunk of a tree in the dense forest, the miscellaneous trail came back to his senses, and with a cold sweat on his head, he looked at my results, pointed to their mouths, and said to use socks to plug their mouths. I have a large roll of wide-sided transparent glue in my backpack, but for the sake of bad taste, I took off the stinky socks from the military boots of these four people, crossed them into the other person's mouth, and sealed them with sealing glue at the end.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao shook his head and said You think you are respecting life, but have you thought about it, leaving them in this dense forest, how many poisonous snakes and beasts pass by, how much hope do they have for survival?

I said I don't know what to do, but if I have too much blood on my hands, I'll have nightmares.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao stopped talking, carrying a peachwood sword, and said Let's turn back, maybe there is a group or several groups of people by the stream, let's kill a horse pistol, as long as it's not too powerful to lower the head, let's be afraid of a ball? If you don't give these people a little color, tomorrow will definitely be more difficult. I searched the bodies of these men, leaving only two spears, and all the rest were dismantled and thrown in the grass. These two spears are China's Type 5 or 6 submachine guns, which have long been eliminated, but in this foreign country, they have burst into life.

In addition to this, there are two military daggers, the quality of which is much better than my machete, and I should confiscate them as well.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao is not a person who is obsessed with details, took the submachine gun and dagger I handed over, studied the ghk for a while, lifted it up and nodded and said go. We turned around and turned back through the trees on the side to find the little demon Duoduo who was chased by the monkey-eating eagle and the disappeared tiger cat. The forest is dark and the plants in the rainforest are so abundant that it is difficult to find a good place to walk. Although this jungle is the home of the little demon Duoduo, and if she is not defeated, she can find a dense thorn bush to drill into it, and she can avoid the huge guy, but I still have some worries in my heart, for fear that this little girl will accidentally take advantage of the flat-haired beast.

The three-meter wingspan of the monkey-eating eagle is actually quite scary.

We quietly turned back to the stream, and saw several figures squatting by the rocks by the stream. In the surrounding area, several soldiers in camouflage uniforms stood guard at the edge. I and Miscellaneous Xiaodao crouched in the dark to observe, and saw that those people seemed to be rescuing Wang Chucheng, who had been poisoned by Gu poison and was melted and dissolved by the cyan qi of the little demon blossoms.

Today's moonlight is cold, and I can still see it clearly.

At the head of the group was the mountain (good) Tibetan master with a big mole growing on his left eyebrow, and there was a man next to him, burly and dressed in a strong suit, standing there as if he were a knife in a cold light.

As soon as I poked my head out and looked into the clearing by the stream, the man in the suit immediately met my gaze and met my eyes.

I was shocked: his sixth sense was so terrifying?

Although it was dark and I couldn't see anything clearly, my first instinct was that he had found out! I didn't bother to verify anything, but when his hand reached his waist, I was already holding the Type 5 or 6 submachine gun that I had just arrived, and I was already throwing bullets into the open space by the stream. The five or six submachine guns are actually high-imitation AK47, which has been widely used in our army, and has been exported to Southeast Asian countries in large quantities. However, I am not a professional soldier, and shooting requires consistent practice, not innate self-instruction.

So my shot was basically all out of the air and turned into a fire cover.

However, the miscellaneous trail seems to have been shot, and it seems that it has knocked down a few.

I didn't have time to see the results in the dark night, and after a few shots, he pulled me and ran wildly towards the circuit. We hadn't run more than ten meters before a huge explosion sounded from the place where we had just stayed, and the light bloomed in an instant. It's a grenade, thanks to the quick reaction of the hairy trail, otherwise my body must have been stuffed with countless offensive fragments and nails.

I felt a chill in my heart, and I turned around with another rush, gunfire behind me, and the sound of bullets whizzing in my ears.

At this time, a small figure came out from the side of the woods, it was a little demon Duoduo, she didn't say much, and shouted "Follow me!" He led us to the depths of the forest. With the little demon flowers, the complex jungle has become very easy to walk, and the vines and plants that spread and crawl on the ground are not so annoying, always avoiding our steps just right.

If Master Shanzang is here, then there will inevitably be all kinds of slippery and greasy snakes, and that man in a strong suit is obviously the head of these soldiers, with such amazing keen insight and battlefield awareness, he is obviously not an ordinary mortal. I still have some confidence in ordinary little miscellaneous fish, but I don't have that confidence in fighting this kind of battle-hardened guy.

The only way to do this is to run, to keep running, to get out of the sight of these guys.

As soon as this thought was settled, the footsteps did not stop, the fat worm burrowed into my body, and the little demon Duoduo showed us the way in front. She hadn't been here before, but she seemed to be a good man, and she wasn't a strange place in this leafy jungle, so when she did her part, she was much better than the rest of us.

The moon overhead is moving westward, and we don't stop walking, all the way through the stars and the moon, through the mountains and rivers.

This time we hurried, enough until the sun peeked out from the depths of the mountains half of the head, and the golden morning sun shone into our eyes, the little demon Duoduo hid in the locust wood card, and then let us continue to the north. By daybreak, we had climbed over countless mountain peaks and jungles to emerge near a moon-like pool.

My legs were almost numb.

However, I have the continuous strength provided by the Golden Silkworm Gu, but the miscellaneous hair path is not so lucky, when the little demon Duoduo hid because of the dawn, he knelt on the ground, ignoring the mud on the ground, stretched his limbs, and stretched out a long breath. This breath was long, as if I wanted to shout out all the tiredness of the night.

We ran wildly for more than two hours, and at our speed, we walked at least dozens of miles, and in this jungle with a radius of hundreds of miles, even if Niu Boi was extremely organized, he might not be able to search for us two people immediately.

So, it seems like we're safe for the time being.

As soon as such thoughts came to my mind, wave after wave of tiredness hit me like a tide. However, we did not dare to fall asleep immediately, but came to this small pool with our heavy bodies and hastily washed our faces. The clear pool water made our numb nerves improve a little, and we found that the tiger cat had disappeared again.

Actually, this discovery is not now, but we have always thought that it followed us above our heads.

However, no, this guy did not reappear.

It won't ...... You can't get hit by a stray bullet, right?

Phew! How could I have such ominous thoughts? Miscellaneous Xiaodao and I washed our faces by the small pool, and then discussed the next thing. In the early hours of the morning, we already have human lives in our hands, Master Shanzang and Yao Yuan's group will definitely not give up, and the next thing is naturally revenge, especially with such a group of militants, we have encountered, only the conflict is there. At this moment, we can only get out of the jungle and leave far away.

As for the No. 105 stone in Yao Yuan's hand, we have to give up, and we don't have the strength to compete with such a group of strongmen.

It's just that we're running all night now, and we basically don't have much energy, so what we need to do now is to find a place to rest for a few hours.