Chapter 2: Bronze Masks
The chin of the mask was so thin that it was beyond ordinary recognition, and the two pitch-black eyes stared directly at Zhang Jixun, the eyes were cold and gloomy, almost exactly the same as the face of the fox man he had seen before on the platform below the hydra cypress in the Lu Palace.
The four eyes met, and before Zhang Qi could take a closer look, the man seemed to suddenly react and crawled up at a very fast speed, and the chains shook even more.
The signal flare did not last long, and after more than thirty seconds, the surroundings immediately fell into darkness, and the darkness was undoubtedly beneficial to Zhang Qixun at this moment.
He felt the frequency of the chains shaking beneath him, and silently calculated the distance between the two in his mind.
The bronze chains slammed into the stone wall as they swayed, making a crisp crashing sound, clang, clang, clang, as if the death knell was ringing.
Right now, Zhang Qixun raised his leg violently, kicked out with a volley, and was kicking the hand of the man below holding the chain.
Click, just listening to the sound, you know that there is a high probability that it has been dislocated.
The man reacted very quickly, was kicked, let go and slid down a meter, one leg wrapped around the chain to stabilize his body, the other foot stepped on the wall of the well, pulled out the knife from his waist with his backhand, and immediately stabbed Zhang Qixun's leg upward.
Seeing this, Zhang Qi immediately spread his legs and kicked on the stone wall to avoid the blow.
The blade slashed at the chain, clashing into small sparks.
In the darkness, the man's eyes burst with bloodthirsty killing intent, and he struck again with a long knife.
Zhang Qi screamed badly, and hurriedly kicked the stone wall, his body shook sharply, and at the same time the chain also shook up, and the person was suddenly unstable, and he slashed into the air with a knife and slashed on the stone wall next to him.
Zhang Qi looked for the gap, his hands loosened, his body fell down quickly, aiming at the man's chest condescendingly kicked it, and then bent his knees and raised his legs, one knee slammed on the man's chin, knocking his head back, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.
The man let out a muffled grunt in his throat, and blood snaked down his chin from under the mask, and his body swayed, nearly falling off his chains.
The strong wind in his ears hit, Zhang Qixun still stepped on the man's chest with one foot, and could only bow down to avoid it, the sharp blade grazed the top of his head, and then his wrist turned and cut down Zhang Qixun's neck with lightning speed.
Zhang Qixun pushed his right elbow back, blocked this blow, and swiped out against the man's arm, avoiding the blade while clasping his wrist, twisting it hard, and stabbing the knife towards the neck of the man under him.
The man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately let go of the hand holding the chain, and the whole person fell downward.
Zhang Qixun hung on the chain, watching him fall down a distance and then stand firmly on it again, his eyebrows were cold, and a pistol appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Then, in the man's incredulous eyes, he fired three shots in succession, and the gun hit the vital point.
Three brilliant blood flowers exploded on his chest, the man's lips squirmed a few times, and the rapid loss of blood made his hands and feet begin to be numb and weak, and finally closed his eyes unwillingly and fell straight down.
Zhang Qixun withdrew the gun into space, shook his right hand, and a flash of silver light pierced the darkness and flew towards the bottom at a high speed. β¦.
Jingle, the little silver dart went directly through the earhook of the bronze fox mask, and fastened it in two circles, while the corpse collided with the chain under the action of gravity, stumbling and continuing to fall down.
The mask was torn off the corpse's face, the clasp shrunk, and the silver thread flew up with the small silver dart.
With a flick of his wrist, Zhang Qixun withdrew the silver dart and removed the mask hooked on it.
"Bronze Mask." Zhang Qixun groped with his fingers for the mask, the material was indeed bronze, but there were obvious signs of aging.
Now he knew it.
The guy with the mask was sent by the Wang family.
The face of the one killed in the rainforest last time was wearing a silver fox mask, this time it was bronze, and he guessed that this should be a sign of the Wang family's hierarchy.
γHostγ
The dormant system suddenly sounded.
Zhang Qixun
With a smile in his eyes, [How's your recovery?] ]
[Shang Ke] The system crepe said a word, and then the words changed, [The bronze face in the host's hand is a little strange]
Zhang Qixun frowned, [What do you mean?] ]
[This mask also contains the kind of energy behind the bronze door, and I was awakened by this energy] The system paused for a moment and added, [But the energy on it is very weak, more like it was contaminated after contact]
Zhang Qixun thought to himself, [In this way, this person's identity should be at the top of the Wang family's level, and he has the opportunity to contact the core of the Wang family. ]
[So what is the purpose of his coming here?] Zhang Qixun was puzzled.
[Perhaps, the guy behind the bronze door has already set his sights on the Divine Tree] The system guessed.
"!" Zhang Qixun scolded, "Time is getting tighter and shorter."
[Host don't worry] The system comforted him, [The energy core of the Divine Tree has long been fused with the Divine Tree, unless they can transport the entire Divine Tree to Changbai Mountain, or that guy comes out by himself, but this is obviously impossible]
Zhang Qixun breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."
[Is this mask still useful to you?] He asked.
The system was rarely silent for two seconds [Sorry host, I've already absorbed a little bit of energy from above]
Zhang Qixun smiled, casually threw the mask into the space, and put it together with the silver fox mask last time, [What's so sorry about this, let's go, let's hurry up and replenish energy.] ]
The corpse was long gone.
The place where Zhang Qixun was at the moment was the inside of the Bronze Divine Tree, and he climbed down for about twenty meters, and at the end of the chain was a row of spiral-like bronze stairs built around the copper pillars in the center of the inner wall.
The corpse fell on its stomach on the stairs directly below, and Zhang Qixun did the same, ripped off his clothes, and found a phoenix on his right shoulder.
It can be seen from the battle between the two that this person's strength is stronger than the two people with phoenixes tattooed on their waists.
If Zhang Qixun hadn't been in a favorable position and unexpectedly pulled out a gun, he would have to suffer some hardships this time.
took a photo of the phoenix tattoo, Zhang Qixun habitually turned the corpse over, but when he saw the face that was a little deformed, his heart instantly skipped half a beat, and his breathing was chaotic.
γ***οΌγ Zhang Qi came back to his senses and scolded, this face was too similar to Wu Xiaoxie's, and at that moment he almost thought that the person who died in front of him was Wu Xiaoxi.
Closing his eyes and stabilizing his mind, Zhang Qixun stretched out his left hand and groped behind the man's ear a few times, and then cursed secretly, "Damn!"
He didn't feel any traces of the human skin mask, which had been artificially changed many years ago.
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Taibai nineteen