The rain is pouring down, the mountains are covered in the rain curtain, the animals are hiding, and even the birds are choosing trees to sacrifice themselves, no longer flying all over the sky.
In the pouring rain, thousands of mountains were silent.
At this moment, two men were engaged in a life-and-death fight in the grass on the edge of a forest. Both men were in their early thirties. One of them was handsome, but unfortunately a scar at the corner of his left eye damaged his appearance. Overall beauty; one has an average appearance, deep-set eye sockets, a sunken nose, and colored pupils. The eyes are lighter blue than the western light blue, and you can tell that they are colored pupils, which is very characteristic of the Northwest ethnic group.
Both of them were wearing the same dark gray shirts and carrying blue-green backpacks. They probably didn’t hold much, and the half-deflated bags were carried on their backs, which did not affect their movements.
The vegetation in the mountains is dense, and it is the season when the vegetation is most prosperous in the year. The grass is as deep as a person or as high as half a person. There are also small bushes or rocks in some places among the dense grass.
The two men were holding daggers in each hand, and they were going back and forth among the grass on the hillside, fighting to the death. No matter who looked at the other person, their eyes were similar to those of wolves, hiding fierce hostility and unrelenting ruthlessness. indifferent.
Their life-and-death chase lasted from morning to now. They fought several times and lasted for half a day. Both sides' physical strength was almost exhausted. No one dared to relax even half a minute. Every nerve was in a state of high concentration. .
The two of them were soaked to the skin, their clothes stuck tightly to their bodies, and it was hard to tell whether it was rain or sweat on their faces. Every time they attacked decisively, they did not look back even if their heads were broken and bleeding.
The pouring rain covered up the sound of people's rapid breathing and heartbeat, making the collision between the two sides and the sound of weapons clashing became softer.
The rain blurred the mountains and fields, blurring the space between heaven and earth. A man in blue, who was also carrying a bag and holding a small black pistol, came from the direction of the trampled grass and chased after the struggling people. Between the two of them, the heavy rain perfectly covered up the sound of his footsteps and the sound of stumbling over the vegetation. The dense rain lines also provided him with the best cover. He ran through the grass, and neither of the two people encountered him. Discover.
The man in blue wore a visor hat with a brim to cover his eyes from the rain. He chased him nearby, touched a rock about a hundred meters away from the two of them, and crouched on the ground. , adjusted the gun's position, and pointed the muzzle at the two men fighting fiercely in the distance.
No, he was aiming at the man with the scar at the corner of his left eye, because the two people over there were fighting at close quarters. They were going back and forth, constantly exchanging positions, and it was impossible to locate accurately.
The man holding the gun turned around and quietly touched the area dozens of meters away. It was still not ideal. He ran again, changed his sniping position, found a suitable place, and adjusted the angle.
The two men in the fight did not notice the third man lurking in the dark. The two men collided violently again. There was clearly the sound of bones breaking and the sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh. The sound of teeth grinding.
At that moment, the man in blue pulled the gun, and the bullet sprayed out of the gun barrel and passed through the silencer.Bite, the bullet passed through the rain curtain and flew towards the two people who collided with each other.
The bullet speed of a pistol is about 300-500 meters per second. Even the most ordinary pistol can reach a bullet speed of more than 300 meters per second. The gunman is less than a hundred meters away from the two people, and the bullet can reach within half a second. Arrive within.
The moment Yan Xing collided with his opponent, he sent his sword into the opponent's chest. Similarly, the opponent's dagger also penetrated into his left waist.
One of them is a member of the most famous assassin organization in the world, and the other has a national mission. They each belong to different camps. The competition is a life and death battle. Even if they know that they will lose one thousand to the enemy, they will lose eight hundred to themselves. In the end, both sides will suffer losses, and neither he nor the opponent will avoid it.
Similarly, the snub-nosed killer also has the consciousness. If he is not absolutely sure to deal with the opponent, then both sides will suffer, or both will perish.
The two of them attacked at the same time, and Yan Xing was slightly better. He used his arm as a shield, allowing the other party to break his left arm at the cost of breaking his left arm. He blocked the killer's left hand and avoided the key position. The saber went into the opponent's chest. His saber killed two people in the past two days. This was the third time.
The dagger of the killer in gray also stabbed deeply into Yan Xing's left waist. The two hugged each other, and the wound was bleeding profusely. It was washed down by the rain and pooled on the surface of the grass. The red stream flows gurglingly.
With a broken arm and piercing pain in his waist, Yan Xing didn’t even frown. He turned his wrist and twisted the saber in a circle on the killer’s chest. At the same time, the gray-clothed killer also raised his dagger, and the two of them His muscles were twitching violently.
At the moment when they were hurting each other, Yan Xing felt the threat of death, and the danger came from his back
That kind of feeling was the intuitive feeling gained from many years of life and death. Almost instantly, He used his folded arm to push down the gray-clothed killer, and then spun around, using the killer as a shield.
Bang -
The bullet passed through the back vest of the killer in gray, and blood spurted out.
The two people who were close to each other fell down and fell heavily in the grass. The blood, the bright red blood, could not tell whose it belonged to. It was dyed red by the rain and flowed into the tangled grass. Soon Just disappear.
One shot kills two birds with one stone.
The man in blue holding a pistol lurked and observed. After waiting for about two or three minutes, he saw that the two people who had been shot did not make any movement. He crossed the grass with the gun and ran closer, and observed the two people with vigilance. The weeds were trampled down in the fighting place, and the two sides still fell to the ground facing each other, quite like a pair of mandarin ducks with the same destiny.
The man in blue looked behind the grass and confirmed that the bullet hit the center of the body. No matter which one of the two people was alive, he moved towards the two people and checked the scarred man underneath. , the man had lost his breath, he muttered, and lifted the man who was pressing on the scarred face.
Even if the killer in gray lost his life breath, he still held the dagger tightly in his hand. When the man in blue lifted it off, the dagger in his hand was also pulled out from the body of the scar-faced man, bringing with it a stream of blood arrows. .
The bullet passed through the back of the man in gray and broke into his chest.A big hole was made, and the bullet that passed through the chest penetrated into the heart of the scarred man. The man in blue confirmed that the two of them could not die anymore, and slid his hand into the man in gray's neck to touch the necklace around his neck. The moment he lowered his head, a sharp saber cut into his neck, first severing the main artery and then severing his throat.
The man first felt the coldness that penetrated his heart and the subtle cracking sound, and then the overwhelming pain. He subconsciously covered his throat with one hand, fell to his knees, and blood spurted out and mixed with the rain. His hands and neck were stained red.
The man in blue clutched his throat in pain, his eyes bulging, staring at the dead man. At this time, he opened his eyes and cut him with a sword. The scarred man who entered his own neck.
Hallucination
"You're not dead" he couldn't say, it just became "uh uh".
Yan Xing gritted his teeth and used the remaining strength to push the knife forward. He seemed to understand the eyes of the man in blue. An elegant smile appeared on his pale face due to excessive blood loss: "You guys "How can I die if I'm still alive?"
----Digression------
Cute beauties, this afternoon is the magic eye doctor. Entering v, I miss someone who is rolling around without moral integrity, begging for the first order, begging for the first order, begging for the first order, begging for the first order. I know that if I moan so loudly, some beauties must leave me. Anyway, thank you dear for coming here. , for my dear ones who have always supported Acacia, there are so many emotions hidden in my heart, I can only say my dear, it’s so good to have you, I wish you a prosperous life with no worries, peace and happiness in the world, let’s spend time together in peace, my dear, okay