() Traveling quickly, Zhang Qiang soon entered the pine forest.
After running for a while, another wolf howl suddenly came. Zhang Qiang judged the direction and ran away without touching the ground! After a while, a forest clearing appeared in front of him. On the white snow, there was a beach in the east.
The west beach was full of bright red blood.
A bald man was standing in the middle of the open space, waving a long stick against four Russian men.
In the nearby snow, lay the corpses of three giant white wolves. Another giant wolf seemed to have been injured. It was half lying in the snow, raising its neck and howling into the sky from time to time.
There were at least five or six bullet holes in the bald man's body. Except for his forehead, which was still clean, the rest of his body was covered in blood. One of his legs seemed to have been broken, and he was almost dragged along when he moved.
At this time, he was completely passive and could only parry without any ability to fight back.
However, the four Russians did not seem to be in a hurry to kill the bald man. They all carried assault rifles on their backs, but they had no intention of using them. Each of them held a machete in their hands and slashed at the bald man.
He was shouting cheerfully, looking like he was getting carried away.
At this time, the injured giant wolf suddenly raised its head, its ears moved, and then its red wolf eyes looked in the direction Zhang Qiang was running from.
Ouch!
The giant wolf roared, and the four Russian men turned their heads to look at it at the same time, only to see two red lights shooting towards them, and two of them immediately flew backwards.
ah--!
A Russian man roared and rushed towards Zhang Qiang. Halfway through, his body size had increased dramatically, and his clothes suddenly fell apart and flew into the wind, revealing his rapidly expanding muscles.
boom!
Before he could get close, Zhang Qiang jumped up and punched him in the chest. Immediately, the huge body, which was more than two meters high, flew up.
Whoosh!
Zhang Qiang jumped up again, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of the remaining Russian man. This guy hurriedly raised his machete and struck at him. Zhang Qiang did not dodge, but he struck first and slashed with his palm. Click! This guy's
His neck had been broken into two parts, his head tilted, and he fell straight backwards.
Whoosh!
Zhang Qiang took the machete from the dead man's hand. Without looking, he swung the machete away and split the giant's body in half as it was about to hit the ground...
Plop!
As the sound of the Russian corpse falling to the ground was heard, the bald man also collapsed to the ground. He was already at the end of his strength and could no longer hold on at this time.
"How are you?" Zhang Qiang turned to look at the bald man and found that he looked familiar. It was the great monk who had a dispute with Qiu Ze at the Secret Mountain Treasure Hunting Conference.
"I..." The great warrior monk looked at Zhang Qiang, opened his mouth, and spurted out a mouthful of blood. "I can't do it anymore... you, you..." He raised a
Pointing at Zhang Qiang, he said feebly: "Can you do...one thing for me?"
Zhang Qiang nodded: "Please speak."
The great warrior monk tremblingly took out a jet-black bracelet from his arms, and then handed it to Zhang Qiang. "Bring this... to the great abbot of Tianjing Sect... Inside is this time
Treasures from the auction..."
Zhang Qiang took the bracelet and took a look at it.
He recognized this bracelet as the storage bracelet that the great warrior monk paid a high price for at the auction. He scanned the contents with his spiritual sense and found that there were spiritual stones, herbs and equipment, worth nearly two hundred million.
"Can you trust me?" Zhang Qiang turned to look at the great warrior monk and asked.
A smile appeared on the great monk's face, "You, didn't you save me..."
Zhang Qiang shook his head: "I killed them, but that doesn't mean I want to save you."
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the great monk's mouth, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale, "You...you...you..." He said three times in a row, "You..."
"The great warrior monk couldn't finish the words in one breath, rolled his eyes, and fainted..."
Zhang Qiang stretched out his hand to hold the great monk's chest, and spat out the spirit energy in his palm. The great monk suddenly coughed a few times and opened his eyes. At this time, Zhang Qiang already knew that he was hopeless. Because the injury was too serious, and his body was
There were at least seven or eight bullet holes in his body, and the blood in his body was losing rapidly and he couldn't stop it.
"Do you know who attacked you?" Zhang Qiang asked.
The great warrior monk shook his head: "We Buddhists rarely go out, so... However, they should have come prepared, and... they are waiting for us to be defeated by the army and harvest them one by one...
....In addition to taking lives, we also take things..."
Zhang Qiang nodded.
The Russians I met on the train earlier came specifically to harvest him, but they were unlucky and encountered a tough fight. If the great warrior monk hadn't been shot too many times when he broke out, he probably wouldn't have escaped.
Unable to escape.
"I...my name is Kongxing, and I am the abbot of Jinguang Temple of Tianjing Sect...Brother, you..."
"My name is Zhang Qiang." Holding Kong Xing's hand, a smile appeared on Zhang Qiang's face: "Don't worry, I will definitely deliver the things for you."
Kongxing's expression suddenly became excited, and he opened his mouth to say something, but before the words came out, poof! Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and then his head tilted, and his eyes never opened again...
Standing up slowly, Zhang Qiang turned his head and glanced at the injured white giant wolf. At this time, the giant wolf was staring at him... Suddenly, the giant wolf's eyes turned to Zhang Qiang's left side,
Zhang Qiang also turned his head instantly.
Two figures were electrocuted, the speed was staggering.
Zhang Qiang's eyebrows jumped, and he was about to shoot out the Blood Demon Sword hidden in his sleeve. At the critical moment, he suddenly held it back. At this time, the two figures had arrived, but they were two familiar faces - Prince Qimen.
Qiu Ze and Huang Zhongyang, the leader of the Death Sect.
The two of them glanced at Zhang Qiang, then at the empty space lying on the ground, and then their eyes turned to the storage bracelet in Zhang Qiang's hand. "Oh, it seems we are a step too late..." Huang Zhongyang said softly
He sighed and turned to look at Qiu Ze, the expression on his face was meaningful.
Qiu Ze reluctantly moved his eyes away from the storage bracelet, raised his head to look at Zhang Qiang, and suddenly frowned: "Why are you here? Didn't you sneak away with the eldest lady of the Mishan family a long time ago?
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Zhang Qiang didn't say anything, turned around and glanced at the giant white wolf again, then walked towards Yekaterinburg.
"Hey! Let me ask you something!" Qiu Ze shouted. Seeing that Zhang Qiang ignored him at all, a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes. He shook his right hand with the dark gold glove and raised his foot to chase after him, but
He was grabbed by Huang Zhongyang.
"You are no match for him." Huang Zhongyang said in a low voice.
"What are you afraid of? I still have you."
"The two of us together may not be able to defeat him. But..." Huang Zhongyang's lips curled up slightly, "When the chief sect leader comes, we will find an excuse to kill him."
"Okay!" Qiu Ze nodded, turned to look in the direction he came from, and muttered with a somewhat anxious expression: "The old man is really slow, can't he walk faster?"
