Just above a big tree not far from Qin Long, Zhang Fan was wearing a black suit and hid there. Looking at the wreckage soldiers scattered around him, he frowned, as if he had thought of something. He grabbed the branches on the side with both hands and jumped down quickly. He turned around and jumped into the bushes on the side. While lowering his head, he took out his cell phone. He picked up the phone and directly called Wang Ying, but the signal here was not good.

It was always intermittent, and after calling twice in a row, but it didn't work. Zhang Fan was also a little anxious. He quickly accelerated and rushed out of the woods. Just as he was about to rush to the outside of the woods, his cell phone signal was finally full. Zhang Fan called Wang Ying's phone again, but no one answered the phone there for a long time. He seemed a little anxious. He hurriedly took two more steps forward. At this moment, footsteps were obviously heard from his side.

Zhang Fan suddenly turned sideways and hid behind a large and thick tree on the side. The phone was connected now, and Wang Ying's voice came from the phone, "Are you adjusted?" Wang Ying also knew that the phone was called by Zhang Fan, but he definitely didn't know the situation here now. Zhang Fan couldn't speak now. The figure on the opposite side seemed to be less than one meter away from him. When Zhang Fan saw this situation, he hung up the phone directly, and then he took out the dagger from his pocket.

At this moment, the two wreckage figures suddenly jumped out from both sides of the big tree where Zhang Fan was hiding. They held pistols in their hands and instantly jumped out, aiming directly at the back of the big tree. However, when the two people appeared, they were stunned. They had just heard the sound of talking on the phone, but now there was no one on the side of the big tree. One of the two people subconsciously looked up at the back, and there was no figure. When the other person looked up, they were shocked and the breath of death caught their hearts.

At this moment, Zhang Fan rushed down, his feet were up again, bent his legs, stepped on the big tree behind him, grabbed a dagger tightly inserted into the tree with one hand, and leaned on this force, supporting directly above their heads, and in the other hand, holding a dagger, waiting for the wreckage soldier to raise his head, Zhang Fan glared with his legs, and his whole body was like an arrow with a string, full of force, and rushed up instantly. The distance was too close, and it was too sudden. The wreckage soldier had no time to react, and he was pierced by Zhang Fan's neck with a dagger. The two of them fell to the ground at the same time. After falling to the ground, Zhang Fan turned over and swept his legs. The other wreckage soldier retreated and avoided. His reaction speed was indeed fast. He raised his hand and put the gun at the gun.

At the same time, at almost the same time, Zhang Fan pulled out the dagger and threw it up on the man's wrist. While the man dodged the dagger to the side, he pulled the trigger. "Bang!" It was a sound of gunshots. Although the gunshot was missed, it completely exposed the situation here. Zhang Fan got up and rushed forward at a very fast speed, and directly fought with the wrecked soldiers again. The two sides fought for more than a dozen rounds in an instant. Zhang Fan held a dagger in his hand. While the wrecked soldier was dodging back and forth, he accidentally cut a hole in his wrecked wrist by Zhang Fan. The gun in his hand fell to the ground. At this critical moment, Zhang Fan did not choose to continue the attack, but instead took a step back.

The wrecked soldier almost subconsciously wanted to pick up weapons from the ground, but when he just picked up the weapon, a pistol appeared on Zhang Fan's other hand. After that, Zhang Fan pulled the trigger directly and said, "Bang!" Another shot. After this shot, Zhang Fan turned around and ran. At this moment, almost all the wrecked soldiers chased him from all directions. Qin Long touched his headphones and looked at Zhang Fan's figure running here, "Don't let him run!" With Qin Long's roar, all the wrecked soldiers around him started to move.

This group of wreckage soldiers is well-trained and each is very skilled. There are not many people who can keep up with Zhang Fan's speed when running on this terrain. However, these wreckage soldiers are obviously biting very tightly. Zhang Fan jumped out of the woods at a very fast speed, trotting into the mountains ahead. In just five seconds, more than a dozen figures followed in all directions behind him. Some people chased him, some surrounded him from the side, and all rushed over to Zhang Fan. Qin Long seemed to have expected a trace of crisis at this moment. "Catch him, don't let him run away!"

This time, Zhang Fan knew that he had really met his opponent. He did not dare to slack off at all. He tried his best to do everything he could. He ran desperately, trying to get rid of the wreckage soldiers chasing around him, but it was useless at all. He did not dare to stop. As soon as he stopped, he would be in a state of being double-teamed. The current situation is that it is unlikely that Zhang Fan would want to get rid of them, but if he continues like this, it is not that easy for the people below to catch up with him.

The masters' matchup was particularly exciting. These dozen people climbed the mountains as if they were walking on flat ground. In more than ten minutes, Zhang Fan had already rushed up the mountain from the foot of the mountain. There was another forest here on the mountain. He looked up at the mountain directly above and looked at the forest again. He gritted his teeth and jumped out again. Not long after Zhang Fan rushed out, more than ten figures behind him followed one after another. They looked at each other, and several figures turned around and continued to climb up. The remaining few people rushed into the forest halfway up the mountain. They held weapons and were more cautious.

Entering the woods, the group of people gestured to each other, touched their headphones, and then all dispersed. At the same time, at the outermost position of the forest, two figures also climbed up from the other side. The two people were holding weapons in their hands, standing at the entrance of the outermost area of ​​the forest, and did not move, as if they were guarding here. The sound of their wrecked soldiers reporting were constantly heard from the headphones. At this moment, two figures came over on the other side. They were guarding in the other two directions. After the four people gathered together, they nodded to each other, holding weapons, and headed forward little by little towards the front of the woods. Their four had clear division of labor, two looked above, and two looked at both sides, and the division of labor was clear. They almost just entered the woods. Behind them, several other wrecked soldiers also appeared from not far away.

Seeing that the two sides were gathering and meeting at the middle place, suddenly, two figures upward raised their guns and pointed at the big tree diagonally in front of them, and instantly pulled the trigger. The sound of gunshots kept coming out, but soon, a wrecked soldier raised his hand and made a stop gesture. After these people stopped, they calmed down and found that there was only a piece of clothing on the other side, hanging on the branch. Just now, the clothes on the other side were clearly seen, and a figure rushed out from the side, and he was very close to a wrecked soldier. After he rushed out, several accelerated running and jumped to the

A soldier with a wreckage, in this moment, many people saw this figure. They raised their guns and started shooting at the figure. Zhang Fan also started to fight. This was his last chance. He rushed towards the soldier with a wreckage. It happened that the soldier was also standing at the outermost periphery of the hillside. The soldier had no time to dodge. After being knocked down by Zhang Fan, the two people rolled down along the slope. In fact, the mountain was really shaking, and that piece was a very long slope. The fight did not stop when the two people rolled down. The soldiers chasing the wreckage on the side also saw this scene and rushed up in an instant.

After a gunshot, the wreckage soldiers rushed down the hill one after another. It seemed that it was more difficult to go down the hill than to go up the hill, because the slope was indeed too steep. In less than a minute, they had already rushed for hundreds of meters away. In the lower part, the wreckage soldiers who were chasing found the body of the soldier who had just rolled down. There were many external injuries on their bodies. The fatal one was the one at their necks. Looking at Zhang Fan's figure, it had already disappeared. The title of the king of the jungle was indeed not in vain. Below, there were lush trees and the area was too wide. Zhang Fan was like a complete protrusion from their encirclement and could not chase them.

At this moment, Qin Long caught up from the side. He stood beside the body of his subordinate, looking at the blood on the ground, and then looked directly below. He frowned and was also thinking about who the powerful figure was. Soon, a soldier with a wreckage on the ground picked up a phone and handed it to Qin Long. Qin Long looked at the phone and hesitated for a moment. There was nothing in the phone. Recently, there was only one call record. Qin Long dialed the phone. The phone signal was not very good, intermittent. After dialing, the sound over there could not be clearly heard. Qin Long temporarily hung up the phone, turned around and rushed down the mountain. The soldiers around him followed. There was still a signal at the open area at the foot of the mountain. When the group of people arrived at the foot of the mountain, Qin Long picked up the phone again. Soon, the phone was connected.

But this time it was connected, no one spoke on the other side of the phone, and Qin Long didn't speak. The two of them just listened. The state of the phone lasted for several minutes. Finally, Qin Long hung up the phone himself. He took a deep breath and thought carefully, feeling something was wrong. At this moment, a soldier came over from the side. "There was blood spot found here. It seems that the person was injured. Should we continue chasing him?"

Qin Long looked around and nodded, "Stop a few people chasing, the rest of the people are mainly here..."

Not far from Qin Long and others, Zhang Fan had a lot of blood on his body. During the rolling down, he suffered a lot of external injuries. A hole was opened on his forearm and palm, and the blood was still flowing out. His running posture was a bit irregular. It seemed that his body was injured, especially behind his waist and abdomen. He kept covering his hands again. This was just hit by a bullet. Now the blood was still flowing. He was sweating all over his head, gritting his teeth and insisting on moving forward...
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