Although Han Feng is a rookie among the captains of the Touching Gold, he has received special training, and his anti-reconnaissance awareness is not ordinarily strong, so when he goes out to touch the gold, he will change into local clothes, so he looks like a nearby mountain man at this time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Watanabe Tsuneo said lightly: "Mura Masa-kun, this guy is indeed dressed like a local mountain person, but don't you think it's strange, he didn't bring any tools, neither to collect medicine, nor to chop firewood, what are you doing in the mountains on a snowy day?"

"That's right!" Muramasa nodded and instructed a samurai next to him: "Ono Hao, you go and arrest that villager for interrogation, move quickly, don't make a noise!"

"Yes!" Ono Hiroshi immediately bent down the hill.

Ono Hao has the strength of the early stage of dark energy, and he has also obtained the qualification to go down, so he is naturally full of confidence to catch an unarmed mountain citizen.

At this time, the cold front under the hillside had gone farther and farther, and finally entered a dense forest, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, although it was not out of the shooting range of the two snipers, but the dense trees formed a barrier, and it was not so easy for the other party to hit.

Han Feng glanced up at the sky, it seemed that it would be dark in half an hour, as long as it was night, the mountains and forests in the dark should be the world he ruled.

"Huh!" Han Feng was about to continue walking, when the corner of his eye suddenly swept to a pinch of white shadows moving quickly towards him.

Han Feng's eyes flashed, and he continued to move forward as if nothing had happened, stopping in front of a tree and pretending to be relieved.

"What a stupid Shina man!" Ono Hao quietly sneaked behind Han Feng, and when he saw that the other party was still releasing water there without even noticing, his face immediately showed disdain.

Ono Hiroshi raised his hand, and was about to use his strength to stun Han Feng, but the latter turned around as fast as lightning, his left hand grabbed his neck like an iron hoop, and a military dagger pierced his heart with precision.

Hiroshi Ono let out a low muffled grunt in his throat, and after a few struggles, he slid limply down against the tree, his eyes still wide in disbelief......

When he saw the micro-shaped submachine gun behind Ono Hao's waist, Han Feng couldn't help but sweat secretly, fortunately, this thing wanted to capture him alive, otherwise he would have hung up with a shuttle just now.

Han Feng drew his dagger, wiped the blood off Ono's clothes, and quickly removed the micro-shaped submachine gun and two magazines from him.

"Grandma's, it turned out to be a Japanese countryman!"

Han Feng was untying Ono Hao's white cloak, and found that a small part of the strange underwear was exposed behind the butt of this product, and when he opened it, it was the "diaper" that the Japanese people liked to wear.

......

On the hillside.

Muramasa Tozo glanced at the sky and said impatiently: "It's dark in less than half an hour, and Hiroshi Ono's idiot is too slow!"

Tsuneo Watanabe took a telescope and searched the woods in the distance, but because the distance was a bit far and the twilight was falling, he couldn't really see it.

"Watanabe-kun, while it's not dark yet, let's each take a few people down to search, you are in charge of this side, and I am in charge of the opposite hillside. ”

"Okay!" Watanabe hesitated for a moment before accepting the proposal, anyway, the two snipers had already controlled the area in front of him, as long as Zhang Quyi appeared, he would definitely not be able to escape the sniper.

So, Muramasa Tosu took the four warriors straight to the opposite hillside, where Zhang was hiding, and Watanabe Tsuneo took the remaining three samurai to search this side of the hill.

At this time, Zhang Quyi sat quietly in the snow shed, and the fierce sword qi that invaded his body had almost dissolved, leaving only a small residue.

Zhang Quyi didn't know what was going on outside, his divine sense could only extend fifteen meters, but he knew it was getting dark, so he was waiting.

However, Zhang Quyi obviously couldn't do so, because there was a slight sound of footsteps in the snow outside, and then several figures entered the range of his divine sense.

There were a total of five people who came, all of whom were holding micro-shaped submachine guns, and searched forward in an inverted V-shaped staggered cover, appearing to be extremely well-trained.

"It turned out to be a Japanese national!"

The aura of the person who was the leader of the five was very familiar, and Zhang Quyi immediately recognized it as a hermit of the Japanese Kingdom, and it seemed that his strength was not weak, and he should have the early stage of transformation.

"It seems that someone from the Uesugi family should have come to the door!" Zhang Qu's eyes flashed with a cold glint.

By this time, the five Wa people had already approached, and suddenly they all stopped, apparently spotting the snow-covered snow hut under the tree.

Muramasa gestured silently, and several of his men immediately fanned out and raised their guns vigilantly at the snow shed, while one of them drew a katana and approached cautiously, apparently trying to pick the snow hut open and inspect it.

At this moment, the locator hanging on the waist of Muramasa Tuozhi made a beeping sound, and several Japanese people were stunned for a moment, and then their faces fused, and Muramasa Tuozhi shouted: "Be careful, the people in the branch are inside!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a firewood branch shot out, and a bright blood flower burst out of the throat of the Japanese man with a katana, and he fell to the snow, and the bubbling blood stained the surrounding snow red.

"Yaga!" Muramasa's eyes cracked, and the micro-shaped submachine gun in his hand suddenly erupted a string of tongues of fire.

The other three Japanese samurai also immediately pulled the trigger, and bullets rained down on the snow shed.

After a while, the snow shed was beaten into a sieve, and it fell down and scattered, but it was empty inside, and there was no figure of Zhang Quyi at all.

"Nobody, watch your head!" Muramasa exclaimed, rolling out several meters on the spot.

There is no doubt that this knee-jerk action saved Muramasa's life, and as soon as he rolled away, a firewood branch mixed with strong wind sank into the snow. The other three Japanese warriors were not so lucky, and three terrible screams resounded through the mountains and forests.

Under the infusion of spiritual power, three branches of firewood were inserted into the heads of the three Japanese warriors like sharp arrows, and the submachine gun in his hand was still spewing flames when the corpses fell.

Muramasa was frightened and angry, and the submachine gun was aimed at Zhang Quyi, who was falling from the tree, and a shuttle of bullets was a shuttle. Zhang Quyi hurriedly kicked the tree and rolled away, tuk tuk tuk tuk ...... The trees behind him were smashed by bullets.

Muramasa stood up and chased Zhang to sweep one by one, until the bullets ran out of air, and then reluctantly stopped to change the magazine.

Zhang Quyi would miss this opportunity, and was about to turn around and pounce, when suddenly a sense of danger arose from his heart, and he subconsciously squatted down.

Bang......

A furious bullet flew past his scalp indiscriminately, creating a terrible crater in the tree beside him.

"Sniper!" Zhang Qu was so excited that he immediately flashed behind the tree.

However, the feeling of danger regenerated, and Zhang Qu's hair exploded all over his body, and he didn't want to get out of the way immediately.

Bang......

One more crater in the tree!

"There are two snipers!" Zhang Quyi's heart sank instantly.