The convoy moved forward slowly under the snow. One of the sleighs stopped. Haber's fat body got out of the car with his weapon hanging down and walked step by step towards the woman lying in the snow.
The smoke from the cigar filled his face and then dissipated. Haber took off the cigar and spat into the snow, with a ferocious smile on his face.
"Do you know why I would be suspicious? From the day I knew you brought those three little mice back! Your previous style of doing things was not like this. You should have disposed of the three little mice at sea after escaping danger.
Instead of bringing them safely back to Chicago, Julia..."
Haber stopped behind the woman, looked at the blood-stained thigh, sighed, then took a long puff of his cigar and spit it out into the sky.
"I didn't kill you before because I wanted you to bring me here and find the location of the temple. Now... I don't need you anymore. Seeing as you have been doing things for me in the past few years, I will give you a decent funeral."
The muzzle of the gun was slowly raised from the side of the leg, aimed at the woman's lying back, and the moment the trigger was pulled, the woman suddenly rolled to one side quickly, and the bullet hit the position where she was lying, splashing mud and snow.
, a ball of snow was thrown from the rolling woman's hand, hitting her face full of flesh accurately.
With his eyes dazzled, Haber still tightened the trigger. The gun kept spitting out tongues of fire, and more than a dozen bullets swept towards the woman's position in an instant.
There were a row of bullet holes in the snow, but he didn't hear the woman's scream. Haber touched the cold snow stains on his face, and in his eyes, the woman limped and ran around in an S shape.
Da da!
Haber fired a few more shots and cursed: "The shooting skills are so stinky."
Immediately he raised his hand, and the sleigh parked far away drove over. He opened the door, threw the gun on the seat, then got in the car and closed the door, "Go directly to the temple."
"Boss, what should we do with that traitor?"
Sitting in the passenger seat was a man with a thin face but a strong build. He had a large short beard on his chin. His hawk-like eyes were gloomily observing the firearm in his hand. He skillfully disassembled it back and forth and quickly put it back completely.
"Alvin, go and deal with her, business is what matters." Haber lit another cigar, "I'm still too kind, I was a little soft-hearted just now... Well, don't talk too much nonsense next time.
, what a failure.”
The sleigh drove slowly behind the convoy. The co-pilot, a man named Alvin, silently pushed the magazine into the handle and inserted it into his waist. Without waiting for the car to stop, he opened the door and jumped into the snow, stepping out.
Footprints, one deep and one shallow, walked quickly in the direction of the woman's escape.
…
The vast white snowfield and snowy mountains seemed to be connected into one piece. The cold wind blew the snow particles slowly swaying on the ground. The next second, they were knocked away by the swaying figure.
The blond woman in red winter clothing looked back. In the white field of vision, the pursuer was slowly following behind. Suddenly, there was a gunshot, and a cloud of snowflakes splashed on the snow beside her. The pursuer was
Slowly put down the gun, then suddenly accelerated and ran wildly.
Julia pressed the wound on her thigh with the snow, and at the same time took out a delicate pistol and tapped the magazine in her mouth. When the gun clicked, she turned sideways, raised her hand towards the back and pulled the trigger directly.
The running figure threw himself to the ground, and the warhead flew from above. Alvin rolled twice, stood up expressionlessly, accelerated again, raised his gun and fired wildly while running.
Julia limped forward and ran forward, also pulling the trigger from behind.
In the banging sound of gunfire, bullets intertwined. Julia, who once again raised the gun sideways, suddenly burst into blood on her shoulder. In the severe pain, the gun in her hand also fell to the ground.
Ignoring picking it up, she dragged her injured thigh and rushed towards the seaside. She had been here before and remembered that there were many penguins here.
'Habel, you don't know that you are on the wrong path... Haha, the moment you doubted me, the location I mentioned was all wrong... Haha...'
Julia endured the severe pain in her legs and shoulders and rushed to the beach. What caught her eyes were the penguins that thrived here, densely packed on the beach and nesting near the rocks. In the distance, on the edge of the beach, there were
A girl squatted there, wearing a classic hair accessory and a long blue skirt. She was holding a little downy penguin in the palm of her hand. An adult penguin was anxiously spinning around in circles next to her.
"Don't worry... You are so cute, I won't eat it. I'm just a little strange, why are you also birds, but you can't fly, but you can swim? Why can you swim so fast in the water, Mr. Fatty?"
No, if you fall into the water, you will just scream for help... hmm? Who is that?"
The little girl held the struggling little penguin in her arms and looked away, her delicate eyebrows slightly wrinkled, "There are actually people there, so they must know the name of this fat bird."
As she said that, she put down her little penguin and stood up. She saw a stumbling figure with long, messy golden hair floating in the wind. When she got closer, a face she had never seen before came towards her.
'People from the Western Regions?'
'No, people from the Western Regions don't have blond hair like this. Wow, she is so tall, one shoulder taller than ordinary women. Her eyes are blue, which is really rare.'
Nostrils contracted, the little girl sniffed twice and frowned even more: 'There is still the smell of blood, the injury is serious.'
She looked past the running Western woman and saw a man with yellow hair and a beard following closely behind, holding an unknown object in his hand, but intuitively, the girl knew it was a weapon.
"Little girl..."
Julia, who was running towards this side, did not see the little girl at first. After driving away the group of penguins that caused chaos, she saw the other person stand up. With just one glance, she knew that this little girl must be related to the temple.
.
Who dared to stand outside in the ice and snow wearing a thin retro dress? He also had an oriental appearance, and even if he said it had nothing to do with the temple, she wouldn't believe it.
The moment she saw the girl, a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and then quickly disappeared, and she quickly waved to the girl over there: "Quickly, get out of the way, there is someone behind you with a gun who will kill someone!"
At this moment, gunshots rang out from behind, and Julia subconsciously crouched down to avoid her vital points. The gunshots were very clear, and they must have been very close. Unfortunately, there was no pain from a new injury.
In a moment of surprise, she saw the girl from before standing next to her at some point, holding a yellow-orange object between her slender fingers and looking at it in front of her eyes.
He said in a Chinese language that was similar but not similar: "Is this the thing that hurt you? Such a small thing is quite powerful."
On the opposite side, Alvin, who was chasing him, stopped and stood there looking at the little girl opposite in horror. He looked at the bullet in the opponent's hand, and then subconsciously looked at the gun in his hand.
'Is it a fake that the boss gave me a gun?'
Then, he raised his hand and hit a penguin that was running past in panic.
The penguin immediately fell to the ground and twitched in a pool of blood.