Lu Fang and Liang Siqi were on their way during the day and happened to encounter a town the night before, so they settled in the town.
The second night was not able to see the shadow of the town until sunset, so we spent it in the wild again.
Lu Fang's worship score increased by more than a million every day, and he spent all of it on lottery draws, but he still couldn't get the No. 95 gasoline he most urgently needed.
The skill points are close to 17,000 points.
Even when passing by the county town, the two of them would go in to look for the horse market and then change horses. But at this speed, it was obviously still not much faster.
Anyway, it is definitely not as good as the imperial order.
Liang Siqi didn't know how Lu Fang concluded that Liang Hanmin was sending people to hunt him down, but she didn't ask any further.
That night, the two of them lit a bonfire in the wilderness again, preparing to deal with it this way.
But even though Liang Siqi was used to Lu Fang burying his head in her lap to sleep, Lu Fang himself couldn't fall asleep.
He really didn't know whether the imperial emissary had already gotten ahead of him. And if so, it meant that crisis could come at any time.
He counted what he had now to rely on.
The biggest killer is of course the Type 62 tank.
With the tank's protective power, even if a Grandmaster comes, it will be useless. However, it is estimated that the Grandmaster will not be killed.
Except for the Type 62 tank, there is also the ero submachine gun that I drew once before.
This thing is quite powerful, with a combat fire rate of 600 rounds per minute and a range of 120 meters.
It is really possible to shoot the Grandmaster into a sieve at close range.
Then there's the lemon grenade.
As for the pistol, I guess it is useless.
After the bonfire gradually burned, Lu Fang lay on Liang Siqi's lap.
Seeing how active he was, Liang Siqi was naturally a little bit dumbfounded, but she couldn't bear to move his head away.
The two of them just quietly "enjoyed" the warm and tense feeling of escaping in the wilderness but having their lives closely connected.
In the wilderness at night, apart from the sound of the wind and the crackling of the bonfire, there was only the gentle breathing of the two people.
About half an hour passed like this.
Lu Fang's ears suddenly moved.
He heard some noise.
Is it still here?
He suddenly jumped up from Liang Siqi's legs and whispered: "Get down!"
Then he took the ero submachine gun into his hand, lowered his body and looked around.
Liang Siqi's face changed slightly, and she also looked towards the place shrouded in night.
And in this pitch-black night, the bonfire lit will undoubtedly expose the location of the two people.
Soon, two people appeared within the light of the bonfire.
They were two middle-aged men with rough faces and animal skins around their waists.
This is a common dress worn by hunters in Dayu.
But Lu Fang did not dare to take it lightly and asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
The submachine gun in his hand was also pointed at the two of them.
"Marksmanship adds 700 skill points!"
At the same time, 700 skill points were added to marksmanship.
"Congratulations to the host, the skill marksmanship has entered the room!"
"Congratulations to the host, your skills and marksmanship are perfect!"
"Congratulations to the host, your marksmanship skill has reached its peak!"
This also directly brought his marksmanship to the top.
It may be because skills such as marksmanship and helicopters are much simpler than the skills of this era, or it may be that the system has other calculation formulas. These modern skills do not require many skill points.
And this information that flooded into his head made Lu Fang instantly feel as if he and the ero submachine gun in his hand had an indescribable feeling of fusion of flesh and blood.
Hit wherever you point, and there will definitely be no problem in crossing the Yangtze River at a hundred steps.
The two men dressed as hunters who approached had obvious expressions of astonishment.
Then someone said: "Master, please don't be nervous, we are hunters nearby."
There was some doubt in his eyes, "Master, this is..."
He looked at Liang Siqi again.
Astonished.
Lu Fang saw the changes in the expressions on the two people's faces, and felt a little relieved in his heart. From the looks of it, it was probably not the watchman or Wu Gou's person.
He also didn't feel the aura of cultivation in the two of them.
But he still didn't put down the submachine gun, and just said: "My wife and I are lost. If you two are hunting, please do so!"
Even if these two people were really hunters, he would never give them a chance to get close to Liang Siqi.
He was deeply touched by the lethality of Liang Siqi's appearance. God knows whether these two hunters, who looked at her honest and humble appearance, would become interested in her.
These days, people's hearts are most unpredictable.
The two hunters looked strange.
Then he couldn't help but chuckle, and the Orion who just spoke said: "It's us who interrupted us rudely, sir, please do as you please!"
After saying that, he still looked at Liang Siqi reluctantly for a few times, and then he and his companion turned around and left, disappearing into the night.
They laughed, probably thinking about the ero submachine gun in Lu Fang's hand. As hunters, they had seen a lot of weapons, but they had never seen anything like this.
I don't think this thing in Lu Fang's hands can have any lethality.
Lu Fang watched the two of them go away, and then he let go of his breath, but he didn't take back the ero submachine gun, and just put it next to him.
The surroundings became quiet again.
…
"careful!"
Until nearly half an hour passed.
Lu Fang suddenly turned around and threw Liang Siqi to the ground.
"Whoosh!"
There was a sound of arrows piercing the air.
An arrow almost grazed Lu Fang's ear before flying past.
It’s finally here!
"Dry!"
Lu Fang cursed secretly in his heart.
He reached out and picked up the ero submachine gun from the ground next to him.
The flames burst out instantly.
There was a continuous clicking sound.
Lu Fang was holding a submachine gun, kneeling on the ground and shooting wildly into the surrounding night.
At this time, no one cared about who he was. Just pointing at this arrow was enough to show that the person who came was not evil.
"ah……"
"Well..."
And as the bullets flew out as if they were free, there were a few faint screams of pain from the surroundings.
Then, in the faint light, several figures could be seen running towards this side. They were all quite ghostly.
If you don't have some Qinggong foundation, you will definitely not be able to do this.
"Don't hurt the princess!"
Lu Fang heard a voice shouting.
This must be someone sent by Liang Hanmin.
He held his gun and swept towards these ghostly figures.
"Be careful with hidden weapons!"
There was shouting again.
Immediately, the remaining people jumped to the ground very cleverly.
This made Lu Fang instantly unable to capture their figures anymore.
"Made!"
Lu Fang couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart, these minions of the imperial court were really clever.
Then several lemon grenades appeared in his hand.
Open it and throw it slightly ahead of where the figures disappeared.
In fact, he could tell that none of these minions seemed to have very high cultivation levels. At least judging from the Qing Gong they had just performed, there were no masters.
But of course he still couldn't let them get close to Liang Siqi.
If they were allowed to capture Liang Siqi, who had no cultivation, then he himself would also have no choice but to capture him without any help.