The fifth thousand four hundred and forty-one chapters were crushed rocks
Wan Lin saw that the little monk was about to jump up in excitement. He raised his hand and held down the young monk's shoulders, pressing the boy firmly under the rock. He then glared at the boy with a sharp look: "What are you doing, seeking death?"
What?" He then withdrew his right hand that was holding down the young monk, stretched out his sniper rifle from the side of the rock, and aimed forward.
The little monk turned over and squatted down from the rock, turned to look at Wan Lin and whispered gratefully: "Thank you...Thank you, Brother Wan, I...I have recovered my skills now. You...your skills are too...too high,
Just like...like my master, so...so profound, thank you...thank you!" At this time, Wan Lin was sending his skills to him, so he did not call Wan Lin "Leopard Head" this time, but called Wan Lin "Leopard Head" again.
The familiar Senior Brother Wan.
As the young monk spoke, he glanced at the mountains on both sides again, and continued stammering: "Yes... yes, the fog is too heavy. Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother Cheng can't... see, and Xiao Hua... can't see either."
I don’t know where… I’m going, I… where should we chase?”
When Wan Lin heard the little monk stammering again, he turned his head and glanced at the boy, then smiled bitterly and shook his head. At this time, he already knew that it would be extremely difficult to silence this curious boy.
The weather is still difficult.
He secretly thought in his heart: "This kid is really giving me a headache. I tried my best to run for five kilometers, but I still haven't thrown this kid away. This kid's Qinggong is really amazing. It seems that it is difficult for me to shake him off at close range."
Drop him."
"Now, this place should be close to Razor, and the armed police team has been pulled far behind. It is at least an hour's journey from here. Once this kid is alone, it will be very dangerous. It seems that I can only take him with me to avoid him.
Being alone in the mountains is in danger."
He made a decision in his heart, and then whispered an order into the microphone beside his mouth: "Jingheng, don't speak. Now we are close to the razor. You must follow me closely during the action. You are not allowed to make any noise. It is strictly forbidden to do anything without permission."
Action, once the gunshots are fired, immediately hide under the rocks and wait for reinforcements, waiting for the armed police team to come up, do you hear it?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" the little monk quickly replied in a low voice. He then climbed to the other side of the rock and stood up. Holding the bow and arrow tightly in both hands, he hid behind the rock and stretched out his half-bald head to look forward.
Thick white fog has shrouded the entire mountain. Wan Lin and the young monk can only see the distance of seven or eight meters in front of them. The towering peaks in the distance are vaguely exposed in the fog.
There is a sharp boulder standing on the top of a mountain not far away. The boulder is like a sharp sword, thrust straight into the dark clouds in the sky, giving people a frightening feeling.
Wan Lin raised his gun and stared at the mountain peak that penetrated the clouds in front of him, and suddenly felt an uneasy feeling in his heart. He then retracted his sniper rifle, lowered his voice and ordered to the little monk on the side of the rock: "The fog is too heavy now, we
Use your Qinggong skills with all your strength and move forward covertly to avoid making any noise. The big mountain in front gives me a bad feeling. You must be careful! Let's go." As he said that, he quietly got out from under the rock and went straight to the other side.
Run under a towering rock.
When the young monk heard Wan Lin's order, he also climbed out from under the rock and chased after Wan Lin. The two figures disappeared into the mist in the mountains.
At this time, Wan Lin and the young monk had already used their Qinggong skills with all their strength. The two of them ran forward very fast in the thick fog. After running two kilometers, the slope of the mountain in front of them loomed faintly.
In front of two people.
When Wan Lin saw the hillside in front of him, he immediately accelerated and rushed towards the standing rocks at the foot of the mountain. The little monk was like a little tail behind Wan Lin, following closely behind him.
In the thick fog, just as Wan Lin rushed to the foot of the rock, a blue light suddenly flashed from the hillside in front, and the blue light disappeared in a flash!
Wan Lin was shocked. A feeling of extreme danger suddenly came to his mind! He stopped suddenly, turned around and hugged the young monk rushing behind him. He kicked hard with his feet and leaned his body to the side under a rock.
Pounce.
The moment Wan Lin suddenly jumped out, "Whoosh...", a sharp sound broke through the air, and a hot wind flew past Wan Lin and the little monk.
"Pa", there was a sound of being hit by bullets on the rock behind Wan Lin and the two of them, and several pieces of gravel hit by the bullets hit Wan Lin and the young monk with a "crack".
The young monk was pressed under Wan Lin. He poked his head and looked at the gravel flying behind him. Then he opened his eyes wide and shouted angrily: "Rabbit... bastard, he... they dare to plot against me, I...
...I'll kill them!" He then raised his hand and pushed Wan Lin who was pressing on him hard.
When Wan Lin heard the boy's cry, he shouted in a low voice: "Don't move, the enemy's sniper has already locked onto us, and the enemy's target will be exposed at this time!" He climbed up from the little monk and lay down under the rock to hold on.
Breathe quietly and feel the movement around you.
"Sniper?" the little monk shouted in a low voice with a pale face. He climbed up and hid behind the rock, and then tried to stick his head out from the side of the rock.
Wan Lin saw the little monk's movements, grabbed the little monk's arm and pulled him to his side. He immediately understood that the little monk didn't know how powerful a sniper was and didn't believe what he just said.
He then grabbed a rock as big as the little monk's head from under his body, looked at the little monk and whispered: "You don't believe it, do you? Hold the rock with your palms and slowly extend it from the side of the rock."
He then grabbed the little monk's right hand that was holding the rock, and whispered: "Remember, never expose your hand, otherwise your hand will definitely break away from your arm and fly out with the rock! The rock!
After being hit by a bullet, immediately hide and not leave behind this rock!" The little monk heard Wan Lin say that if he stretched out his hand, he would be hit by the bullet. He was so frightened that he trembled all over. He held the rock with one hand.
, carefully stretched out,
The moment the little monk stretched out the rock in his hand, a crisp sound followed the little monk's hand. The rock in the little monk's hand, which was as big as his head, immediately fell into pieces and flew back.
The little monk was shocked and suddenly retracted his hand, and the pupils in his eyes shrank to the size of needles in shock. At this time, he had truly felt the power of the bullet!
At this moment, Wan Lin had already jumped out from the other side of the rock, and the sniper rifle in his hand simultaneously sprayed a faint stream of fire in the direction of the opponent's trajectory.
With the dull sound of a sniper rifle, Wan Lin had already rushed to the side of another rock at lightning speed. He then rolled into a pile of rocks on the side in the diffuse fog.