Three hundred and thirteenth chapter forest contest
As a person who is half a century old, it is not unacceptable to be called "old man". It is also because these people are tall and strong. Smart people often choose to accept it with a smile. It is better to do less than to do more.
A smile appeared on Lao De's face, as if he was thinking carefully about whether he had met a young man mentioned by the other party just now. The distance of this road is not long, so it does not take much time. Even if you reach a certain age, such a short time
You will never forget everything you encounter in a short period of time. Lao De is sure that he has not encountered anyone.
"The two of us walked over there and didn't see anyone. Brother, are you looking for someone?"
Lao De's eyes did not look around. It would be unwise to annoy other people by looking around in a panic. He knew that the young man at the head was the leader of this group. As long as the other party spoke up and did not embarrass him, then there would be nothing wrong tonight.
, Lao De never thought of using the baton on his waist or the walkie-talkie in his pocket.
The leading man's name is Ba Tou, a very blunt and domineering name, coupled with an awesome middle-parted head, which makes people laugh, but people who know him dare not show any resistance in front of him. Although the name is a bit awkward, Ba Tou
The head is shrewd and ruthless
Ba Tou was not moved by Lao De's words. After all, just now, he saw the man enter the forest with his own eyes, and he only stayed outside for more than 20 seconds. Theoretically, these two patrolmen
The old man should have met the target, but now...
Could it be that the opponent ran away after entering the forest road? Ba Tou was a little disdainful. He despised such petty behavior, but there were already people outflanking him from the front, leaving the target unable to fly.
"Really?" Ba Tou looked fierce and shook his head, making others look a little awkward: "If you two old men dare to lie to me, huh, be careful, I will come back and break your legs! Okay, now give it to me
roll..."
It's not a good time to cause trouble now. If it were in the past, Ba Tou would have kicked him up. In his eyes, this kind of old immortal is just a waste of food. It's just that Ba Tou has forgotten his old father at home. The villain is cruel to others, but Ba Tou
I respect my parents very much at home. It’s hard to describe human nature, so I might as well not say it.
The other party has left the forest road, so now it is at least more than a minute slower. Ba Tou is thinking about whether to speed up the pace to catch up. At the same time, Lao De and Lao Zhuang, who have received the pardon order, have carefully stepped away from the people.
Everyone in the University of Martha walked over cautiously. They were afraid that these people would suddenly regret it. Being beaten was a small matter, but it seemed that the other party dared to kill someone.
No! Suddenly, the head of the dam suddenly turned around and shouted: "You two, stop for me!"
Ba Tou's loud shout not only completely shocked Lao De and the two of them, but even the younger brother who was following them was stunned. What did his elder brother think of and suddenly got angry?
With one stride, he slapped the fifty-year-old man on the face. Ba Tou didn't feel any psychological burden. After he slapped the two of them away, he looked around vigilantly like a stimulated wild animal. The 'wrong' thing was that the other party might not have any reason at all.
Never left this forest!
"Pay attention to your surroundings, the target should be hiding around here!"
If the young man he and others are following goes out of the forest road, Ba Tou knows that Bei Ge will observe it immediately and will give feedback to him. However, the intercom has not been ringing, which means that the other person has not appeared in Bei Ge's field of vision.
Inside, the only explanation left now is that the target did not leave the forest road at all, but was lurking in the forest road!
Both Lao De and Lao Zhuang were a hundred years old together. How could they withstand a slap from Ba Tou who was in his prime? After being thrown, they both fell to the ground, and the bright flashlight in their hands also fell out of their hands, and they were in the dark forest road.
Rolling and shaking, like floating shadows, the atmosphere is terrifying
'Squeak...' At this moment, Xu stopped with the flashlight rolling, and the sound of a branch being stepped on suddenly rang out, which was extremely harsh in the quiet place. Everyone quickly turned around to look, and the head of the dam was even faster.
I picked up the flashlight that Lao De had dropped on the ground and shined it at it. There, there was a little squirrel running around!
"Nary, young man, I know you are here. If you don't come out, I won't mind trampling these two old immortals to death!"
Ba Tou, who was in a false alarm, stepped on Lao Zhuang who was closest to him. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. At this moment, he was in a difficult state of mind. This feeling that only occurs when prey is being spied on by hunters actually appeared in his body.
On himself!? He couldn't help but feel a creepy feeling!
The forest road is still silent. If there is any sound, it is the groan of Lao Zhuang in pain from being stepped on!
Is this a hostage threat? Ba Tou’s wishful thinking was wrong. Qian Mo will never care about the life or death of a stranger with whom he has no interaction. Not before, not now, and as for the future... no one knows
There are towering trees near the forest road. This is the reason why Ba Tou gave up the blanket search. There is not enough light and manpower in this kind of place, so it is impossible to search for a person.
To the right of a group of people in the road, there was a man leaning against a big tree with his back, tapping the bark of the tree rhythmically with his fingers. This was Qian Mo counting the number of people and their positions! The sound of breathing and chaotic footsteps
It provides reference data for it. This basic skill is necessary for mercenaries on the battlefield.
Sixteen people, you can ignore the two people who fell to the ground, because these two people were the park inspectors just now. Qian Mo silently analyzed in his heart that the other party's position was very particular. Although the steps were a bit chaotic, the general position was the same.
They formed an arc. Qian Mo was not sure if he could defeat them one by one without anyone noticing.
"Damn it, if you don't come out, I will kick these two immortals to death!"
Ba Tou's face became even more ferocious. He still couldn't find any trace under the random illumination of the flashlight in his hand, which made him more vigilant. The other party could calm down! Ba Tou did not think that it was a mistake in his judgment, and instead thought that the target had left.
,Ba Tou is also a very conceited person!
Impatiently, he kicked hard on the waist of the old man who fell to the ground. What the head of the dam needed was the painful groan of the old man.
This world is not peaceful on the surface. There are still people eating people in the dark. There is a lively scene outside the forest road. The gongs and drums are echoing the helpless moans of the old man, seeming to celebrate the old man being killed by a person who despises other people's lives.
Men trampled on them wantonly, and there were many people with warm faces and cold hearts.
'The three people on the left are standing loosely, and the two people in front of them are too nervous and cautious, so that the sound of breathing drowns out the sound of many footsteps. The six people on the right should be a well-played group, and their positions are very good.
The man talking in front of him had good skills and awareness. The two people next to him were centered around him, so it was not the breaking point. Qian Mo's face was cold and his heart was cold. He heard the old man's painful voice, but Qian Mo chose
What is more important is to expand the certainty of a successful attack. If he goes out recklessly, he will die three times. Qian Mo thinks that this kind of thing is not worth it.
"You bastard, you coward, I will kill someone on the count of three!"
The longer it takes, the less safe it is. Regardless of whether the other party is here or not, Ba Tou knows that a quick decision is needed. Procrastination will only cause unnecessary trouble for himself. Even if he kills two people as he said, it will not be known to anyone.
Where it was committed, it doesn't matter at all
"three!"
"two!"
"one..."
The head of the dam was broken, and the countdown was completely smooth. However, after three calls, there was nothing but silence, and the target was much more difficult to deal with than he expected!
There are no extra guns configured for this mission. Linjia City is a bustling tourist city, and entry and exit inspections are also strict. Except for the elite sniper rifle in Beige's hand, the number of pistols it comes with is only single digits, and now
Ba Tou and others did not bring any firearms with them. This was a hand-to-hand fight.
He took out the spring knife from his pocket with a grin. This tool, which is only owned by bastards, had a different scene in Ba Tou's hands. He made a bold and horizontal cut, and actually made a direct cut on Lao Zhuang's thigh.
"ah!--"
A shrill scream echoed along the forest road, but unfortunately it could not reach the outside where the hip-hop was filling the venue.
In this contest, there is a so-called ‘hostage’ at Batuu, while Qianmo has a so-called ‘geographical advantage’. This kind of abnormal forest contest always leaves outsiders to bear the consequences.
Qian Mo couldn't help but frown at the old man's screams. His eyelids drooped slightly. The cold-faced man's emotions fluctuated. For some reason, Qian Mo felt unbearable. He didn't have that kind of hard-heartedness? No! Qian Mo
The excuse he made for himself was only because of himself that he would implicate these two old people. If you calculate it this way, they have an intersection with him!
Slightly leaning forward, he pulled out the stabbing dagger from his ankle and held it in his right hand. Qian Mo used the big tree as a support and glanced at the bright light with his peripheral vision. Under the strong incandescent light, the figure was looming. Qian Mo made a decision in his heart.
All calculations are only for a few minutes or seconds. They only seek to kill the enemy with the simplest, most effective route and the safest means. Qianmo's calculation just now was for this purpose.
As quiet as a virgin, as active as a mad rabbit, Qian Mo showed off his strong sense of stillness and movement with every movement. He saw the man leaning on the edge of the big tree with his back, taking one step, two steps, and with the third step, he
Steps turned into attacks! The first target was the person to the right of the man who just spoke! According to Qian Mo’s calculations, if the man who spoke made any move, the person closest to him would be most likely to be distracted, and this person’s position was just right.
It was enough for Qian Mo to reach the fifth step, and the dagger came out and went straight to his throat!
'Chi' - it only took a few seconds for all of this to happen. Qian Mo's every blow was with all his strength, enough to cut the enemy's throat directly. The sound of blood spurting out was particularly pleasant, making the nearest dam
My head even shuddered, it was so sweet that my soul trembled!
It was purely subconscious, and he stabbed the air with the horn knife without any rules. He clearly felt the presence of someone in this direction just now. Wrong, it was not a feeling, but someone clearly saw a figure appearing here!
Qian Mo stepped back and easily dodged the attack from the head of the dam. He knew that using darkness as the boundary could instantly cause a short visual blind spot for the man who was speaking. After taking this step back, Qian Mo did not pause again and again, but instead turned to the right.
Shen, he wants to defeat the guard of the personnel on the left side of the speaking man, and Qian Mo needs the last one to die at the head of the dam. After watching his men die one by one, he dies in fear!
Like the god of death waving, under Qian Mo's careful calculation, every step was carried out according to the pre-set trajectory, and even several possible routes were simulated. Even if there were deviations, Qian Mo could still use his good physical fitness to correct the chaos!
With his left hand, he punched the face in front of him that was so frightened that he had no time to react. Qian Mo felt that his fist was numb. This was the third time he had been killed with violence!