Little Eyes and his companions were startled. They turned around and looked at the smoke on the two people before breathing a sigh of relief.
"It turned out to be bait."
The special forces who came out to serve as bait saw that the situation was not good, turned around and ducked behind the tree, and were about to shoot in the direction where the bullets had been fired.
A palm was already holding the knife and stretched out, silently placing the knife against his throat.
"you are dead!"
Three words, with a bit of ridicule and a bit of domineering.
The special forces soldier turned around and looked at the soldier who "killed him".
He was a tall young man, wearing a camouflage uniform, with a face painted with oil paint, and a pair of clear and intelligent eyes, without any arrogance or arrogance.
The corners of her lips were slightly raised, revealing beautiful and neat white teeth.
"Good skills." The "dead" special soldier raised his chin to him, "But I would like to remind you that this time the selection competition is stricter than any other. You must be careful not to be caught by the leader."
Little Eyes and his companions had also come over, and when they heard this, they just looked surprised.
"No way, Leng Zirui is here in person?"
Leng Xiaoxie put away his smile and threw the guns and weapons he had seized from the "enemy" to the two of them, "Small eyes, fat man, let's go our separate ways here, shall we?"
He knew very well that Leng Zirui came here for him.
He knows his father's skills best, and neither the little boy nor the fat man can be his opponent.
If you take these two teammates with you again, it will only cause them to be eliminated.
"Where are you going?" Xiaoyaner asked doubtfully.
"I'm going to meet Leng Zirui!" Leng Xiaoxie whispered, dodged towards the woods, and soon disappeared.
Rushing into a mountain peak, looking around, seeing colorful smoke rising from the mountain forest diagonally opposite, Leng Xiaoxie immediately moved in that direction.
As soon as he rushed down the hillside, a bullet flew towards him.
Leng Xiaoxie turned around, jumped away, lay down behind a tree, and immediately raised his gun to fight back.
The figure on the opposite side was also dodging while shooting.
The two men fired several shots at each other, sending several leaves flying, but no one was hurt.
Looking at the gun in his hand, Leng Xiaoxie carefully placed the gun on the grass.
There are no bullets in the gun, and it is useless if it is left. In front of that person, any burden may lead to failure.
Spreading the camouflage clothes on the grass and supporting it with a branch, he casually took out a small silk thread and tied it to the branch.
"On the other side, you are out of bullets. Surrender?"
Shouting towards the woods opposite, Leng Xiaoxie quickly retreated.
A figure flew out from behind the tree, pointed a spear in his hand, and aimed at the trembling camouflage clothes on the ground, "You brat, you're dead!"
With a tall figure and neat wild clothes, the person who came was none other than the commander-in-chief of the Falcon Brigade, General Leng Zirui.
Whoosh!
Leng Xiaoxie, who was hiding in the tree, raised his lips and smiled, then flew straight down.
Leng Zirui, who was standing under the tree, raised the corners of his lips almost at the same time and took a sharp step back to avoid the attack.
Taking a look at his son who was not far away in front of him, Leng Zirui curled his lips and said, "I taught you all these things, and you still want to deceive me?!"
"I know I can't deceive you, I just want to have a close duel with you." Leng Xiaoxie's smile did not fade, he tiptoed, and the person rushed towards him.
No one knows his son better than his father, and vice versa.
Leng Xiaoxie knew that his father would definitely find out, but he also knew that his father would deliberately pretend to fall into the trap and then take the opportunity to make some mockery of him.
