For a moment, the sniper swung his gun and aimed it at the old bald man, cursing in his heart: "Damn it, let you ruin my good deeds, I will kill you first."
Unexpectedly, before he could pull the trigger, the green-robed ancestor raised his hand, and the bullet he caught shot back like thunder and lightning, hitting the sniper's forehead and piercing through the back of his head.
The sniper didn't have time to scream, his eyes became stunned, he spread his hands and fell down, rolling off the roof.
All this was seen by Ximen Lang, and he was extremely shocked. If Master hadn't been here, my life would have been ruined.
The green-robed ancestor was afraid that there were enemies lurking in the dark, so he stood in front of his apprentice like an old hen and looked around with vigilant eyes. After waiting for a while, he didn't notice any movement, and then he said in a deep voice,
"Follow me." Then he ran towards the west with a figure like the wind. The nearly two-meter-long courtyard walls were like obstacles. He was like an athlete in the 100-meter hurdles, crossing them as fast as nothing.
Ximen Lang was dazzled by what he saw, thinking that if his master participated in the 100-meter hurdles event in the next Olympics, he would definitely win first place. He followed his master and jumped over the walls like a cat, even though his speed could not compare with his master.
But because of his first glimpse into the art of magic and the improvement of his skills, he was much more agile than he was before. It was a world of difference.
The two masters and apprentices jumped into the courtyard six hundred meters apart. Ximen Lang kicked the killer and made him face up to the sky. He saw that this was a guy with a long face. He had died of anger long ago. His livid face showed
It was covered in blood. So I bent down and started searching him, but found nothing. I knew in my heart that usually the killer would not carry anything related to his identity with him.
Even though he could not confirm the origin of the killer, Ximen Lang was sure that this guy was a person sent by Zheng Shanhu of the Shanhe Gang. He moved his eyes away from the killer and was attracted by the sniper rifle on the ground next to him. This is a new domestic M99 12.7 mm
large caliber sniper rifle,
Advanced performance, wide range of uses, high accuracy, long range, light weight, barrel with heat dissipation groove, efficient muzzle brake, standard Picatinny rail, height-adjustable tripod assembly and tail support, cheek piece
The board and streamlined handle are comfortable to hold, very advanced.
Thinking that Lu Jianfan's killing team had not yet carried out assassination missions, but did not have a sniper rifle, Ximen Lang smiled and equipped them with this rifle. With an idea, he took a few steps and jumped onto the roof. Sure enough, he was
An open suitcase was found on the roof, which contained several small accessories and more than ten rounds of ammunition. He closed the suitcase, jumped down from the roof, picked up the sniper rifle and flexibly disassembled it.
into the suitcase.
Ximenlang picked up the suitcase and said, "Master, it's okay. Let's go back."
The green-robed ancestor nodded, "Let's go."
The master and apprentice returned along the same path. In the yard, Hong Jiao and Wen Ziling came out of the room. They didn't understand what happened, causing them both to run out of the yard.
Seeing them coming back, Hong Jiao asked: "Xiaolang, what's wrong?"
Ximenlang smiled bitterly and said: "Someone wanted to assassinate me, and they used a sniper rifle. They wanted to kill me all at once. Thanks to Master, he discovered it early and caught the bullet with his hand, allowing me to escape the disaster."
Hong Jiao pondered for a moment and said: "It seems that your enemy needs to get rid of you quickly. That night, many people came into your yard to attack at night. They all left without returning. Now they have sent snipers here. What's your situation?"
It's very dangerous. I think you should leave here at night and find a secluded place to stay for a few days."
Ximen Lang nodded and said, "What Master Madam said makes sense, and I think so too. Some time ago, I found a very secluded place, quite far away from Heshuo, so I wanted to stay there for a while and practice martial arts.
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Wen Ziling hurriedly said at the side: "Junior brother's enemies will never give up. They will definitely try their best to seek revenge from him. To prevent any accidents, I want to go with him to protect his safety."
Hong Jiao is now focused on cultivating this potential apprentice. Considering that his safety cannot be ignored, she nodded and said: "Okay, you go with him. If there is anything wrong with Xiao Lang during the practice uniform, you can tell me
You can give him some advice. Besides, practicing the golden bell requires someone to help beat it with a cloth. However, the bone soup needs to be soaked once a month, and you will have to come back when the time comes."
Ximenlang and Ximenlang nodded at the same time and replied, "I understand."
Hong Jiao said: "Then you all go back to your room and get ready to see what you need to bring."
Ximen Lang said with some worry: "Senior Sister, Senior Sister and I are leaving. You and Master should also pay attention to safety while you are staying here."
Seeing that her apprentice was concerned about the safety of herself and her husband, Hong Jiao felt a little relieved. She showed a rare smile and said, "Don't worry, your master and I have experienced so many rivers and waves, how can we still capsize in this ditch?"
But you must practice hard to become a master, otherwise, you will not be able to gain a foothold on the Tao, and your life will be very short."
The green-robed ancestor patted him on the shoulder and said: "Xiao Lang, you have to be ambitious and don't be afraid of hardship. With your qualifications, as long as you practice seriously, you will become a master in the near future. Master is optimistic about you."
Ximen Lang said solemnly: "I understand, and I will definitely not let down my master and my wife's careful cultivation."
After the green-robed ancestor and his wife finished explaining, they ordered them to go back and pack their things.
Ximenlang carried the suitcase with the sniper rifle over the wall back to his yard. When he walked into the house, he saw that there was nothing to pack. He just put his notebook in his backpack and stuffed 10,000 yuan into the bag.
Even after finishing packing, the place I want to go to, although a bit remote, is not in the mountains and forests. As long as you have money, you can get everything you need.
With nothing to do, he lay on the bed and slept. Because there were a group of snakes guarding the courtyard, he was not afraid of someone suddenly breaking into the house, so he slept very peacefully, and did not wake up until about nine o'clock in the evening.
After a while, Wen Ziling dressed in black floated over. Ximen Lang looked at her and couldn't help but burst into laughter. He saw that this beautiful woman was carrying a blue cloth baggage, and her appearance was quite classic.
Rather, he looks like a character in a martial arts drama.
Wen Ziling blushed at his gaze and said angrily: "Why are you laughing?"
"I think you really look like a chivalrous woman who traveled around the world in ancient times, and you still carry a package?"
The blush on Wen Ziling's face became thicker, and she said with some embarrassment: "I don't have a backpack or anything, so I just put a change of clothes in this piece of cloth and took it with me when I went out."