Asang on the tree had been carefully inspecting the surroundings. He watched Leng Zimo successfully enter the second floor through the looking glass, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
His ears caught the approaching sound in the distance, and he was startled. He quickly turned the gun around and looked carefully towards the direction of the sound.
No one could be seen, but from the shaking of the trees and shrubs, one could infer that something was rapidly approaching in his direction.
Asang's heart tightened and he immediately took aim carefully.
In the dim mountain forest, you can only vaguely see a white shadow flickering in and out of the bushes.
Watching the figure approaching, Asang held his breath and held his finger on the trigger, waiting for the other person to appear before he would shoot.
In the forest, Leng Zirui moved forward quickly.
When his eyes caught a reflection on the tree, he was startled and jumped to the side.
puff!
A bullet grazed the tree beside him and shot into the forest.
Asang missed the target and immediately took aim again, but Leng Zirui had already ducked into the forest and lost track of him.
Behind the bushes, Leng Zirui carefully raised his finger and looked in the direction of the bullet. Because he couldn't tell whether the other person was Leng Zimo's person, he didn't dare to say anything rashly.
He took off his shirt and threw it out. Taking advantage of the opportunity of Asang to shoot, Leng Zirui flew forward, grabbed the branch of a thin tree, and then let go.
Snapped!
The branch bounced back and hit Asang directly on the tree. Asang lost his balance and fell from the tree.
Leng Zirui took the opportunity and swooped over to catch him.
Asang was not willing to give in. He rolled neatly, raised his gun and was about to shoot again. Leng Zirui pounced and hit the opponent's gun with his elbow. At the same time, he grabbed the opponent's wrist with a quick grab.
Their eyes met, and both sides were shocked.
"Mr. Leng?"
"Ah Sang!"
"Are you really Mr. Leng?"
Asang looked at Leng Zirui across from him with a puzzled look on his face, and did not put down his gun immediately.
The other person looks a lot like Leng Zirui, but his hair is not very similar, and didn’t he say he went for training before? Why is he here?!
In my ears, Leng Zimo's voice came from the wireless microphone.
"He is Zi Rui."
"Sir, I understand." Asang immediately put down the gun in his hand, "Mr. Leng, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you."
"Now is not the time to talk about this." Leng Zirui's eyes glanced at the wireless microphone in his ear, "You are talking to eldest brother, where is he?"
"Sir, he has already entered the villa." Asang said.
"Damn it." Leng Zirui cursed, "Give me the wheat!"
Asang hurriedly took off the wireless microphone from his ear and put it in front of him.
"Brother, where are you?!"
"I'm in the penultimate room on the east side of the second floor. This is Xiaoqian's room, right?!" Leng Zimo's voice came through the earphones in a low voice.
Leng Zirui just frowned anxiously, "Yes, but..."
Leng Zirui had just finished speaking when Leng Zimo across from him said hurriedly, "Stop talking, Xiao Qian is back!"
"Brother, listen to me. Don't act rashly. The Xiaoqian now is no longer the Xiaoqian she used to be. In short, don't act rashly. Hide there. I'll come right away... Asang, wait here while I go.
Find a way to bring big brother out, remember, be careful."
After warning Asang, Leng Zirui released his speed and quickly ran towards the villa, stuffing the headphone cable into his collar as he ran.
