The venomous snake-like eyes of the hero of the North Palace were fixed on Dechenba's body at the top of the mountain, making him tremble in his heart, as if he had gone back to the scene when he saw a group of snakes dancing wildly, and beads of sweat the size of peas continued to fall from his eyes.
Drops dripping from forehead.
"Master, there is a cave area ahead, and the shadow team has already entered!"
As soon as Bei Gong Yingxiong finished speaking, news came from the front, which diverted his attention. Deqinba fell to the ground as if he had collapsed when he reached the top. The pressure Bei Gong Yingxiong put on him just now was too much.
Big.
Beigong Yingxiong pondered for a moment and said: "Let the shadow team not enter without permission, all exit the cave, and hurry up and drive forward!"
The Shadow Team is an organization of the Beigong family that specializes in assassinations. They are proficient in Japanese ninjutsu and good at concealing their whereabouts. Their number is even smaller than that of the Death Squadron, with only twelve in total. The Beigong heroes cannot afford to lose any of them.
Under Beigong Yingxiong's order, the team's marching speed accelerated a bit. For some unknown reason, when they were still more than 300 meters away from the entrance of the cave, the trees suddenly became sparse.
There were fewer bushes on the ground, and black soil was exposed in some places. After advancing more than a hundred meters, the people who were sweating profusely suddenly felt much cooler, and the heat in their bodies increased.
It cooled rapidly, and even the sun hanging high above our heads didn't seem so hot anymore.
Although these changes attracted the attention of some people, they all thought they were caused by the unique climate in the mountains and did not take them seriously. Instead, they all opened their clothes to feel the coolness.
"Devil, this must be the curse of the devil!"
No one noticed that Deqinba, who was staggering to the top with the team, was now pale and muttering in the local dialect. If it were not for a person responsible for watching over him to support him, Deqinba would probably have died.
When Qinba reached the top, he no longer had the strength to walk.
Although more than forty years have passed since he first came to this place, Deqinba clearly remembered when he climbed to the top that before he accidentally broke into the cave, there were plants all over the place and they were full of life.
But in front of me at this moment, the plants that were originally covering the ground seemed to disappear out of thin air. After walking for more than a hundred meters, I didn't even see an ant or insect at the top of Deqinba. The world was completely empty.
Dead silence.
The terrain of Devil's Mountain is extremely weird. The entrances to these caves in the mountain are more like a spacious canyon. When you first enter, you can still see the eyes above your head, but when you go deep for a while, you will find that you are already in a cave.
Already.
And when you walk in the cave for a while, there may be light coming from above your head, so you can see clearly what is going on in the cave even without a torch or light. This also causes some people to walk in without knowing it.
Deep in the cave.
This landform that was not known how it was formed had the same shape in many places, and was as intricate as a maze. When the sunlight above his head finally became thinner, Hero Beigong stopped the team because he also sensed the coldness.
There wasn't even a breeze here, but everyone felt a biting chill going straight into their hearts. It was completely different from the cool feeling just now. Some people with relatively thin bodies couldn't help but start.
Trembling slightly.
There was a trace of solemnity and uncertainty on Beigong Yingxiong's face, which gave rise to this cold and cold aura, which has been with him for nearly half a century.
Even now, Beigong Yingxiong's meridians still suffer pain like thousands of needles piercing his heart every day. His abnormal psychology is actually a channel to vent this pain. Otherwise, I'm afraid Beigong Yingxiong would have already
I can't bear it anymore.
Feeling the same aura as the cold evil energy in his body, Beigong Yingxiong's thoughts could not help but go back to decades ago.
At that time, Beigong Yingxiong was just a little-known direct descendant of the family. His father, the head of the family, gave birth to more than ten sons in a row like a stallion.
The hero of the North Palace, who was not very outstanding, joined the Burmese treasure hunt team in order to get a chance to attract his father's attention. However, when they found the treasure location according to the instructions of the family predecessor who had been shattered in World War II.
At that time, I discovered that the treasure had been captured first.
This made the leader of the clan very angry. After sending out people who were good at tracking their movements, they discovered that a group of Chinese people had been operating in this area not long ago.
The clan elder made a prompt decision, led his team to pursue them, and spent a lot of money to find a local guide. When the Chinese were about to enter China, they intercepted them in a dangerous place.
The hero of Beigong will never forget that it was a bloody evening when he and more than a hundred family elites were hiding on both sides of a canyon, which was also the only way for those Chinese who wanted to return to their country.
What Deputy Beigong Hero didn't expect was that the team of only twenty people was extremely cautious, especially the leader of the team, who seemed to have a sixth sense. When the team just entered the canyon, they immediately
He turned around and rushed back.
But in the rear, there was also an ambush arranged by the Beigong family. In order to find out the specific whereabouts of the treasures, the clan elder did not order the shooting, but led dozens of people to surround the group of Chinese.
But what happened next caught everyone by surprise. The Chinese, who were already at a disadvantage, actually took the lead. The leading Chinese wielded a three-foot green blade and killed the clan elder in one confrontation.
on the spot.
And the Chinese people he brought were as unstoppable as tigers descending from the mountain. More than forty elite members of the Beigong family were defeated by those Chinese people in a two-on-one situation in just a few minutes.
Kill them all.
This sudden change made all the family members still lurking behind the mountain dumbfounded.
Many of them had participated in the war of aggression against China. In their impression, the Chinese were as weak as sheep. Even the strongest Chinese were not theirs at all when fighting with bayonets.
opponent.
But the situation in front of them overturned their previous understanding. How could these Chinese be sheep? Each one of them looked like a god of murder. Some of them even chopped out their relatives with knives after killing them.
My heart chewed hard.
The clan elder who led the team was killed. The enemy's cruel methods made these Japanese people who were accustomed to obeying the orders of their superiors not know what to do for a while. Panic spread in their hearts. They were about to miss the opportunity and be killed.
The Chinese got into the jungle on both sides of the canyon.
"Shoot and kill them!"
At this moment, a gunshot was fired, followed by Beigong Yingxiong's commanding voice. The Japanese immediately found their backbone, aimed at the Chinese below, and poured out bullets.
The Japanese's individual combat ability is really strong. The bullets they fired in a panic and without preparation killed seventeen or eight Chinese people at once, and the remaining five or six people were killed.
He hid behind a big rock and had a stalemate with the Beigong family.
The successful sniper kill also allowed the Japanese to regain their confidence and start to blame themselves for the fear they had just experienced.
So when they saw that there were only five or six people left on the other side, these Japanese screamed one by one, pulled out their samurai swords from their waists and rushed down the canyon. They decided to use samurai methods to wash away the emotions in their hearts.
shame.
But reality hit them again. Although there were only five or six people left on the other side, they were all experienced in battles. The impact of forty or fifty people failed to make them lose their position. Instead, they were defeated by those few.
The Chinese killed more than ten people one after another.
But this time, the Japanese also fought bloody battles and forgot their fear. The advantage in numbers gradually made the few Chinese people unable to support themselves. In the end, only the leader and a strong man who looked like a foot were left struggling to support them.
He was standing there, but he was surrounded by them.
Beigong Hero was cunning by nature. During the initial charge, he hid at the very back. Seeing that the Chinese man wielding the sword seemed to be a little weak, he wandered up to him, and when the opponent showed his flaw, he slashed with his sword.
Cut off his left arm.
It was just that the opponent reacted very quickly. Before Bei Gong Yingxiong could continue to expand his victory, a sword struck him in the heart like lightning. If the people around him hadn't blocked it with swords, Bei Gong Yingxiong would have turned into a pile of withered bones at this time.
But the man was obviously so angry that he actually threw away the sword and hit Beigong Yingxiong with his right palm. At that time, Beigong Yingxiong felt a strong force coming from him, blood sprayed from his mouth, and his body flew back.
In his blurred vision, Beigong Yingxiong saw the iron tower-like strong man let out a roar, and actually fought his way out of the way, covering the broken-arm man to break out of the encirclement. As for what happened next, Beigong Yingxiong could not see with his own eyes.
I saw him because he had already passed out at that time.
After waking up, Beigong Yingxiong immediately felt that his body was extremely cold, which also caused a huge change in his character. The evil deeds of killing his father, daughter and goddaughter were also what happened after that.
Feeling the exact same aura as the cold air that broke out in his body every day, Beigong Yingxiong's body trembled slightly as he stood there. He didn't know whether he was scared or excited at this moment.
"Baga, Gou Xinjia, aren't you dead yet?"
Beigong Yingxiong clearly realized that after nearly half a century, he would once again compete with the Chinese who later learned to be called Gou Xinjia in another way.
