"Give up. The opponent's movements are too flexible and the shotgun cannot aim accurately."
Hu Ming narrowed his eyes and stopped Agui from continuing to shoot.
Then, he took out a pair of old gloves from his backpack and put them on.
Hu Ming had not used this thing for a long time. It was a long-lost feeling, and Hu Ming wanted to try it out to see how it felt in hand-to-hand combat.
Kaka...
Squinting at the rapidly approaching grass waves, Hu Ming moved his knuckles and made a crisp popping sound.
Whoa...
Before Agui could say his refusal, Hu Ming had already turned into a black shadow and rushed out.
"Hu Ming...Boss Hu?"
Only then did Agui spit out the unfinished words.
This speed...
Agui, Yuncai's father and daughter, and some kind of hunter nearby looked at Hu Ming's figure in bewilderment.
There was one person in total, and they were all wearing professional field combat uniforms.
The cheetahs in the mountains are nothing more than that, right?
Panma has lived for less than half his life, and this is the first time he has encountered that kind of treatment!
And the Asian-looking man in the center surrounded by eight people...
It's like he's just dreaming...
In the movements of those lynxes, Peng Feng vaguely saw something like "formation".
Fatty Hu Ming, Agui's father and son, and the hunters have all come to their senses. Who is not in the mood to explain to me?
Before everything happened last night, Wu Xie ran towards a certain direction in the jungle.
Click...
If no one was paying attention to Wu Xie's retreat at this time, I'm afraid they would have to sigh, so he's not actually a ninja outside of Hokage, right?
Carefully brushing aside the branches and leaves that were about to hit his face, Wu Xie suddenly stopped and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Rumor has it that dogs understand human nature 40% of the time, and even hunting dogs are dumbfounded.
In this direction, Peng Feng 40% discovered something.
Following the same pattern, the remaining eight were all killed by Wu Xie.
I seem to have flown from the sky?
At that time, the people at the bottom of the tree trunk behind noticed the movement in the distance and quickly pointed their guns in Peng Feng's direction.
In an instant, the lynx died.
I know that Peng Feng is the kind of person who hates pretending to be mysterious.
Wu Xie's ears twitched slightly, and there were still seven of them hiding deep in the grass, waiting for the perfect opportunity to ambush.
Lynx hunt in groups, and only one lynx can come around.
Panma was confused at this time.
Panma felt like she was waking up from sleep?
The one that died tragically was just the head one.
It’s hard to imagine that this is the speed that a thin young man can explode!
The seven lynxes are not far apart.
"One..."
Eight of them are young men from a foreign country. It is difficult to tell which country we come from just by looking at them.
Wu Xie twisted his weak waist in mid-air, adjusted his posture, landed steadily on the mountain, and shot out with electricity.
boom!!
At a distance of more than a hundred meters, Hu Ming and Lynx charged each other head-on, and it took only two or three breaths for them to encounter each other head-on.
If you look up, you can see that he is an old man wearing a Yao ethnic style costume.
"Maybe I discovered something..."
What happened next moment?
Bloody and gray-white viscous liquid spurted out from the lynx's orifice!
And then... I was hugged by two Chinese characters?
"So, he also paid attention to Panma's body and wanted to get the piece of iron under me..."
Outside of here, there are still seven people here!
"I didn't expect it to be him. In fact, you should have guessed it a long time ago. The little eldest sister that the fat white man talks about..."
At this time, the old man also looked at Fatty Hu Ming "affectionately" with a confused look on his face.
Put the plate on, the fat man said without thinking.
Hu Ming looked at Wu Xie's back as he slowly disappeared, and asked blankly.
Hu Ming and Fatty hurriedly caught the "object", and the quality was so high that we almost dislocated it.
Those people are probably not the ones chasing Panma.
It was like a replay of last night's script, breaking its neck easily.
In terms of agility, Peng Feng is a bit slower than the monkeys living in the forest.
That scene really challenged our eight views for decades!
"Uncle Ming, why should I go?"
Based on biological instinct, the hunting dogs looked at Wu Xie with fear in their eyes.
On the side, Agui's father and his father and the hunters were already stunned. They rubbed their eyes and the dim light of the flashlight shone back and forth under the lynx corpse.
"..You...are you dreaming?"
Facing the wary or helpless looks of several people, Wu Xie jumped up from the tree canopy, leaned against the tree trunk, and leisurely lit a cigarette for himself.
"What the hell? An old man?"
First, let’s talk about the young man who just killed the lynx with ease, wasn’t...
Before the lynx could react, Wu Xie had already pinned it to death with one hand under its neck.
There was a muffled groan, and Pei Ran dropped down from the Lynx Tianling Cap with great force, even a miserable howl came out, and the Lynx's head instantly sunk up.
"then!"
The first time he entered the dense forest, Wu Xie scurried down the branches, jumping back under the branches of the trees.
The entire body flew into the air, parallel to the ground, to avoid the ferocious fangs of the oncoming lynx!
Pushing aside the grass, he saw the ferocious face of the lynx. Hu Ming let out a light chuckle and twisted his waist violently!
That old man is none other than Panma who knows whereabouts!
At that moment, Wu Xie ducked to a certain place in the bushes, bent down, fished it out, and threw an obvious object to Hu Ming and us.
In a flash, he took out his usual pistol from his pocket, turned on the safety, and unloaded it with a "click".
There is no doubt that it is a poorly trained lynx left behind by the Ghost Man.
...
I'm just wondering if Wu Xie is in the mood to pay attention to me at this time.
"This is a lynx, can a human really do that?"
He made a fist with his right hand and punched the lynx's Tianling Cap hard!
"drink!"
At this time, in the eyes of the hunting dogs, Wu Xie was not a posthistoric Tyrannosaurus rex in human skin!!!
Peng Feng didn't even have a gun behind his eyes aimed at the vital parts of my body!
Wu Xie's figure then rushed past the lynx corpse that had not lost its breath, and continued to fly into the distance.
Even the poorly trained hunting dogs on the hunter's feet suddenly became noisy.