Fang Hao's body was jumping so fast in the mountains like an ape that people couldn't even see his figure clearly. This is not the point. The point is that Fang Hao's body seemed to have eyes all over his body, and it was difficult to even touch a leaf.
his body.
The sound it made was almost inaudible. You can imagine how terrifying an enemy like Fang Hao would be in a jungle battle.
At this moment, not far ahead, there are about twenty strong foreign men. From the muscles exposed on each person's body, it can be seen that these guys seem to pay great attention to muscle training.
These people were standing around, holding jump knives or sticks, and some even had black gun handles exposed from their waists.
They guarded all accessible places, and between them were two very beautiful women, Wen Xiao and Qing Yilan who were traveling along the way.
Qing Yilan's face turned a little pale, as if because of fear, while Wen Xiao's face remained as cold as ever, and her eyes moved from time to time, as if she was looking for a breakthrough.
At this time, Fang Hao, who had already arrived, was hiding behind a tree. His eyes were squinted and occasionally showed a cold light. However, Fang Hao did not look towards the center of the field. Instead, he looked at three places.
At first glance, these places look the same, but if you take a closer look, you will find that the bushes in these places actually reveal some colors that do not belong to the bushes.
Fang Haoxu squinted his eyes, glanced a few times, then flashed and disappeared from the place...
Those people obviously had a leader, and this person had a scar on his face, which looked very ferocious, and also added a bit of a terrifying aura.
This man glanced at the two women in the center of the field with cold eyes, grinned with yellow teeth, and sneered: "Look where you are going now, that little girl named Qing Yilan, your master's name is Wang Laowu, right?
?”
Qing Yilan's face changed slightly, and then she smiled bitterly. She had some illusions before, thinking that these people were not targeting her, but now it seems that they are definitely her master's enemies.
Taking a deep breath, Qing Yilan puffed up her chest, her face gradually calmed down, and she snorted: "Yes, my master is Wang Laowu!"
"Haha, the little girl is quite honest. My boss asked me to ask Wang Laowu's apprentice a word." The scarred man said with a cruel smile,
At this point, Qing Yilan was no longer afraid, because fear was useless. Looking at the dozens of people around her, she felt vaguely that Wen Xiao next to her was no match, and looking at the other person's appearance, it was obvious that he was well prepared.
Maybe there are also firearms and other weapons. No matter how powerful Wen Xiao is, there is nothing he can do. Even martial arts masters will be blinded at the point of a gun!
Therefore, Qing Yilan took the risk and admitted generously that she was Wang Laowu's disciple. She probably thought that she would shrink back and use the sword, and it would be one sword anyway, so she might as well be more relaxed.
"If you have anything to say, just say it, then come over here!" Qing Yilan has the aura of a heroic woman.
"The boss asked me to ask you, doesn't your master know that letting his apprentice come here is a way to die?" Scarface showed a cold smile.
"Hmph, are you all here with such a big fanfare just to ask such a taunting question?" Qing Yilan raised her head and glanced sideways at the scarred face.
"Of course not. My boss asked some of our brothers to invite you over for a meeting. Do you have any objections?" Scarface smiled evilly, and then his face turned grim: "Of course, you can't change anything if you have objections. Please
Bar!"
After saying that, Scarface made a gentlemanly gesture, bent down slightly, and stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.
Qing Yilan glanced at Wen Xiao next to her and found that Wen Xiao had a solemn face and frowned as she looked at the hillside opposite, not knowing what she was looking at.
Originally, Qing Yilan wanted to ask Wen Xiao what she meant, but now it seems that Wen Xiao has no choice, otherwise her always cold expression would not have become so solemn. Qing Yilan said lightly: "Then who is your boss?
"
"Our boss's name is Madebila, your master should have an impression, right?" Scarface said with a chuckle, then turned to the man next to him with an evil smile and said, "Hey, Wang Laowu has such a dead face,
I didn’t expect that I would take on a very smart apprentice, but this girl seems to be very weak. I wonder if she can withstand our boss’s domineering attitude?!”
"Haha, Kunlang, this is not a problem we need to worry about."
"That's right." Scarface suddenly turned around and found that the two women opposite had no intention of leaving. His face turned cold: "If you don't want to leave, then don't blame us men for being rough!
"
Immediately, Scarface waved his hand. Suddenly about seven or eight strong men holding jumping knives, daggers and iron bars pressed against the two women.
Qing Yilan couldn't help but move closer to Wen Xiao. She was instinctively afraid of the ferocious-looking foreign men who were bullying her. She shouted with a smile: "Sister Wen Xiao, what should we do?"
Wen Xiao withdrew her eyes from the distance, looked at the strong men bullying her around, and said calmly: "Stay a little away from me. I can take care of these people with one hand, so don't be afraid."
Although Wen Xiao said so definitely, when she saw the ferocious strong men who were about three or four meters away who had already been bullied, Qing Yilan saw that Wen Xiao still showed no sign of taking action, and couldn't help but become nervous and scared again, and couldn't help but
After taking several steps back, these people seemed to think that Qing Yilan was already trapped in the jar, and they did not think that Qing Yilan, a weak woman, could escape, so they did not pay attention to Qing Yilan's actions.
Wen Xiao's expression calmed down, a sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth, and she looked at these big muscular men with disdain.
Seemingly seeing the contemptuous look on Wen Xiao's face, he immediately angered the big men who gathered around him. One of them, a strong man who was probably over 1.9 meters tall, made a loud noise and curled his lips with disdain: "Little girl, I can kill you with just one fist."
Da Bian, I advise you not to struggle."
Wen Xiao said coldly: "You can take a punch from me and then we'll talk."
"Humph, what a joke!" the big man roared, and hit Wen Xiao on the head with his casserole-like fist.
That huge fist seemed to be as big as a melon seed on Wen Xiao's head. When Qing Yilan saw this, she couldn't help but feel frightened. She actually broke into a cold sweat for Wen Xiao. If Wen Xiao was hit, it might be as the other party said.
Just stay and get beaten!
However, Wen Xiao had no intention of dodging, and her body did not move at all, allowing the big casserole-like fist to hit her.
The strong wind brought by the fist has already blown Wen Xiao's hair!
Just when the casserole-sized fist was still twenty centimeters away from Wen Xiao, Wen Xiao's eyes instantly narrowed slightly, and she stretched out an extremely weak-looking little hand and clenched it into a fist.
This series of movements was difficult to see clearly, and then Wen Xiao raised his fist slightly, then came first, and directly hit the casserole-sized fist! (To be continued)