Sun Shangxiang was also scared and looked up.

At this moment, Luoyang yelled: "Miss servant! Come here quickly!"

Before he finished speaking, Kusama's servant rushed out of the tent and rushed towards this side.

As a woman who always sleeps with a gun, her vigilance is beyond doubt.

Until this time, Sun Shangxiang still didn't see anything that made such a terrifying noise. She was about to let Luoyang let her down, but Luoyang hugged her and turned around and rushed under the cliff.

Kusama's servant also rushed over. The three of them had just gathered under the cliff, and the white snow rushed down from the cliff like a mountain torrent.

avalanche!

The snow flow like a mountain torrent thrust the rocks, colliding constantly, making a deafening sound, and the ground trembled.

Sun Shangxiang had never experienced such a crisis and was so scared that she was trembling.

Luoyang hugged her tightly and pressed her head against his chest, preventing him from seeing the terrifying scene that was about to come.

Hurry!

The snow buried the entire cliff.

The place where the three of them hid was a concave space under the cliff, which could just accommodate three people huddled together. Xue Liu fell from the top of the three of them, and the three of them had a moment of darkness in front of them, but they could barely move.

There were still huge rocks rolling down on the cliff, making a rumbling sound of collision. The cliffs on the front were trembling, as if they would collapse at any time, which made people feel worried.

A few minutes later, the avalanche finally ended. There was no light or sound in the small space, giving people the feeling of lying in a coffin.

Luoyang was the first to calm down. He let go of Sun Shangxiang and pushed the snow blocking in front of him with his hand to expand the space. When he pushed forward one foot, the snow squeezed, and the density increased, and it turned into ice and could not be pushed.

"Miss, give me your chrysanthemum blade." Luoyang thought of a new way.

Kusama's servant Ji pulled out the chrysanthemum blade from behind her waist, touched and stroked it several times before handing it to Luoyang's hand.

There was suddenly a light in the narrow space, and it was Sun Shangxiang who turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone.

Luoyang uses the chrysanthemum blade to cut the snow. The knife is too fast and the snow is too soft, which is as easy as cutting tofu.

Seeing Luoyang's easy and quick operation, the two Fusang women breathed a sigh of relief and were no longer so nervous.

As soon as he relaxed a little, Kusama Shimizu started looking for the reason: "I really don't know what to say about you. I know you are very excited and have a lot of fun, but there is no need to shout so loudly, look, this is the result of you ahhhh."

Sun Shangxiang blushed for a long time and hesitated: "Is that... really that exaggerated?"

Kusama Shikigami gave a definite answer: "Really!"

Luoyang didn't dare to respond because he knew that if he spoke, he would definitely be the next person to be teased. Kusama Shiji's knife-like mouth would not be as polite to him as he was to Sun Shangxiang.

He buried his head in the way. He squeezed the snow in front of him until he could not push it. After pressing it into ice, he cut it into ice cubes with the blade of the chrysanthemum into easy-to-move ice cubes, and then handed it backwards.

The two fusan women transported the ice to the snow on both sides to exchange density for space.

After a while, the space under the snow became larger.

"Luoyang Jun, our tent is gone and the supplies are gone. What should we do after we go out?" Kusama Shin-seok asked a realistic question.

Luoyang suddenly felt something and stopped moving.

Because Luoyang was about to answer her concern, Kusama waited for a long time but could not see Luoyang speak, and she didn't see Luoyang move. She said curiously: "Mr. Luoyang, you..."

"Shh!" Luoyang suddenly looked back and covered the mouth of Kusama Secret.

Sun Shangxiang was slightly stunned for a moment, and a strange expression appeared on her face.

Luoyang Sang, I am still here!

Luoyang lowered his voice and said, "Shang Xiang, turn off the flashlight of the mobile phone, and then back."

Sun Shangxiang felt suspicious, and she could see that Luoyang looked solemn. Knowing that something had happened, she turned off the flashlight of her phone, but

Backward.

Luoyang and Kusama Sushi followed closely behind.

The three of them retreated again, in a small indented space located under the cliff.

Bang bang bang bang!

Da da da da da!

Suddenly, there were deafening gunshots coming from the cliffs, and bullets whizzed down and plunged into the snow. Several bullets even flew over the heads of the three people. The snow that was shaken down rustled down, and two bullets fell on the ground that had just been cleared out, making a crisp sound of impact.

Sun Shangxiang and Kusama Shiji couldn't see it, but Luoyang could see it very clearly. Because of the buffering of snow, the two warheads were not deformed and several centimeters long. A person who didn't understand the gun could see that it was the bullet of a powerful assault rifle.

The deafening gunfire sounded for almost two minutes before it stopped. At least thousands of warheads hit the snow under the cliff.

"There is no movement, those people should have left." Kusama Shin-hye said.

Luoyang reached out to cover his mouth again.

Kusama Shi Ji frowned slightly. She was the officer of the Security Department of the Suzuki Association. Such behavior in Luoyang was equivalent to offending to her. I don’t know what she thought, but she judged the distance and position, quietly took action, opened her five fingers wide, instantly closed, and grabbed it with all her strength.

Two swords flow, dragon capture hand!

Luoyang snorted softly, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

Sun Shangxiang said with concern: "Luoyang Sang, what's wrong with you?"

Luoyang hurriedly reached out to cover Sun Shangxiang's mouth.

Sun Shangxiang closed her mouth cleverly.

Kusama's servant was worried that Sun Shangxiang would find out, so he quietly stopped.

Luoyang lowered his voice: "Those people have not left yet, they are all on the cliff."

Although he couldn't see it, he could sense the situation on the cliff even through the thick snow.

There were eight people on the other side, four of them were directly above, and the other four were divided into two groups, on the left and right sides of the cliff.

Eight gunmen and eight guns fired at least thousands of bullets in just two minutes. If there wasn't such a hiding place under this cliff, the probability of the three being hit by stray bullets was very high.

Now it seems that the avalanche just now was not because of Sun Shangxiang's sound, nor did it cause any shocks in Luoyang. It was just a man-made disaster.

With the firepower of these eight gunmen, to create an avalanche, you only need to throw a grenade into the right place, or fire a few shots.

Unfortunately, the distance is too far and the snow is too thick, and Luoyang cannot hear the sound of people talking on the cliffs.

Luoyang lowered his voice: "There are eight people on it, two on the left and right sides of the cliff, four above our heads. I guess they will come down to search. We hollowed out the snow. If someone stepped on it, it would be very likely to fall. I made him lose his combat power. You took the opportunity to kill that person and snatch his gun. Then you protect Shangxiang and I will deal with the remaining people."

He handed the chrysanthemum blade to Kusama's servant.

Kusama nodded, but was still full of concern about Luoyang's plan: "You can do it with seven at a time?"

"It's okay if you can't." Luoyang was also very nervous.

The other party clearly came for the murder, but he had never killed anyone. The first thing he had to overcome was his own psychological barrier.

The sound of snow being trampled and squeezed came from above the head, and the eight gunmen came down.
Chapter completed!