Just then Luoyang shouted: "Shiji! Come here quickly!"
Before she finished speaking, Lady Kusama rushed out of the tent and rushed over here.
As a woman who sleeps with a gun, her vigilance is unquestionable.
Until this moment, Sun Shangxiang still didn't see what made such a terrifying noise. She was about to ask Luoyang to let her down, but Luoyang turned around and rushed down the cliff while holding her in his arms.
Lady Kusama also rushed over. The three of them had just gathered at the foot of the cliff when the white snow crashed down from the cliff like a mountain torrent.
avalanche!
The snow flow like a mountain torrent stirred up the rocks and collided continuously, making an ear-splitting sound and causing the ground to tremble.
Sun Shangxiang had never experienced such a crisis before, and he was trembling with fear.
Luoyang hugged her tightly and pressed her head on his chest to prevent him from seeing the coming horrific scene.
Wow!
Snow covered the entire cliff.
The place where the three people were hiding was a recessed space under the cliff, which was just big enough for three people to squeeze together. Snow fell from the tops of the three people's heads, and their eyes were instantly darkened, but they could still barely move.
There are still huge boulders rolling down the cliff, making a rumbling collision sound. The cliff in front is shaking, as if it will collapse at any time, which makes people fearful.
After a few minutes, 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 in front of him to expand the space. When he pushed it forward one foot, the snow squeezed and increased in density and turned into ice.
Not moving anymore.
"Shiji, give me your chrysanthemum blade." Luoyang thought of a new way.
Lady Kusama took out the Chrysanthemum Blade from her waist and fumbled with it several times before handing it to Luoyang's hand.
Suddenly there was light in the narrow space. It was Sun Shangxiang who turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone.
Luoyang used a chrysanthemum blade to cut snow. The knife was too fast and the snow was too soft. It was as easy as cutting tofu.
Seeing Luoyang's easy and quick operation, the two Fuso women breathed a sigh of relief and became less nervous.
As soon as she relaxed a little, Kusama Shiki began to look for reasons: "I really don't know what to say to you. I know you are very excited and having fun, but there is no need to shout so loudly. Look, this
This is the result of you guys."
Sun Shangxiang's pretty face turned red and he hesitated: "That... is it really that exaggerated?"
Kusama Shiki gave a definite answer: "Really!"
Luoyang didn't dare to answer because he knew that if he spoke, he would be the next person to be ridiculed. Kusama's sharp mouth would not be as polite to him as she was to Sun Shangxiang.
He concentrated on clearing the way, squeezing the snow in front of him until it was impossible to push, and after crushing it into ice cubes, he used the Kiku no Knife to cut it into ice cubes that were easy to carry, and then passed them back.
Two Fuso women moved the ice cubes into the snow on the left and right sides, exchanging density for space.
After a while, the space under the snow became larger.
"Luoyang Jun, our tent is gone and our supplies are gone. What should we do after we get out?" Kusama Shiji raised a practical question.
Luoyang suddenly felt something and stopped moving.
Because Luoyang was ready to answer her concerned question, Lady Kusama waited for a long time but did not see Luoyang speak or move. She said curiously: "Luoyang Lord, you..."
"Shh!" Luoyang suddenly turned around and covered Kusama Shiji's mouth.
Sun Shangxiang was stunned for a moment, with a strange expression on his face.
Luoyang Sang, I'm still here!
Luoyang lowered his voice and said: "Shang Xiang, turn off the flashlight on your phone and then step back."
Sun Shangxiang was filled with suspicion. It was obvious that Luoyang's expression was solemn. Knowing that something was going on, she turned off her mobile phone and flashlight.
Then step back.
Luoyang and Kusama Shiji followed closely behind.
The three of them retreated to the small recessed space under the cliff.
Bang bang bang!
Ta-ta-ta!
Suddenly, there was a deafening sound of gunfire from the cliff. Bullets whizzed down and pierced into the snow. Some bullets even passed over the heads of the three people, and the shaken snow fell down.
, two warheads landed on the ground that had just been cleared, making a crisp impact sound.
Sun Shangxiang and Kusama Shiji couldn't see it, but Luoyang could see clearly. Because of the buffering of the snow, the two bullets did not deform. They were several centimeters long. Even a person who didn't understand guns could tell that they were large bullets.
Powerful assault rifle bullets.
The deafening gunfire lasted for almost two minutes before it subsided. At least a thousand bullets were fired into the snow under the cliff.
"There's no movement, those people must have left," Kusama said.
Luoyang reached out and covered his mouth again.
Kusama Shiki frowned slightly. She was an officer of the Sumiyoshi Association's Security Department, and Luoyang's behavior was tantamount to an offense to her. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she judged the distance and position, and quietly took action with five fingers.
Open it wide, close it in an instant, and hold it hard.
Two-sword style, dragon-capturing hand!
Luoyang snorted softly, with a strange expression on his face.
Sun Shangxiang asked with concern: "Luoyang Sang, what's wrong with you?"
Luoyang hurriedly reached out and covered Sun Shangxiang's mouth.
Sun Shangxiang shut his mouth tactfully.
Kusama Shiji was worried about being discovered by Sun Shangxiang, so she quietly stopped her hand.
Luoyang lowered his voice: "Those people haven't left yet, they are all on the cliff."
Although he couldn't see, in his super-sensory state, he could sense the situation on the cliff even through thick snow.
There are eight people on the other side, four directly above, and the other four are divided into two groups, on the left and right sides of the cliff.
Eight gunmen, eight guns, fired at least a thousand rounds of bullets in just two minutes. If there was not such a hiding place under the cliff, the probability of the three of them being hit by stray bullets was very high.
Now it seems that the avalanche just now was not caused by Sun Shangxiang, nor was it caused by any shock in Luoyang. It was a man-made disaster.
With the firepower of these eight gunmen, all it takes to create an avalanche is to throw a grenade at the right place or fire a few shots.
Unfortunately, the distance was too far and the snow was too thick, so Luoyang could not hear the voices of the people on the cliff clearly.
Luoyang lowered his voice: "There are eight people up there, two on each side of the cliff, and four above our heads. I think they will come down to search. We have hollowed out the snow. If someone steps on it, it will probably collapse.
Come down, I will make him incapacitated, you take the opportunity to kill that person and steal his gun, then you protect Shang Xiang, and I will deal with the remaining people."
He handed the Chrysanthemum Blade into the hands of Lady Kusama.
Lady Kusama hummed, but she was still worried about Luoyang's plan: "You challenge seven, can you do that?"
"You have to do it even if it doesn't work." Luoyang was also very nervous.
The other party made it clear that he was here to kill people, but he had never killed anyone before. 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.