Of Mountains and Rivers

But Chu Huan didn't do anything, just stared at Huo Hui for a while, and said in a low voice: "What are you afraid of? I don't move you. If I move you, it will become a violation of law and discipline. I have always been very Honestly, when did you break the discipline?"

Huo Hui shivered, his skin got goosebumps, as if he was going to have a goosebump.Of course Chu Huan couldn't let him smoke, so he raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck, knocking him out.

Chu Huan looked at him blankly for a moment, then carefully took out a syringe from his arms, and injected a strong anesthetic into the opponent's body, ensuring that he passed out completely and without leaving any room.

Only then did he look up at the blue sky, as if he could look at someone from a distance through the clear blue sky.

Chu Huan picked up his military thorn, put it in front of his eyes for a moment, his pale fingers brushed over the three-edged blade, and trembled unconsciously—a trembling that could only be calmed down by cutting someone into pieces.

He suddenly stabbed the army thorn hard at Huo Hui's body, but his hand was ruthless, and he retracted it even harder. The veins in the army thorn's hand were ferocious, and Chu Huan poked eighteen holes in Huo Hui's body one after another.

Eighteen holes were poked in Huo Hui's clothes, but Chu Huan actually kept his promise, and he didn't even rub off a piece of the traitor's oily skin.

Eighteen of the brothers Chu Huan could name died during the ghost fight.

The big ghost is suspicious by nature, and his lurking career is like walking on thin ice, and he is struggling. It is these eighteen brothers who escort him to the road drop by drop of blood.

But they entrusted his life to him, but he failed to complete the task satisfactorily, and let the big ghost run away for three years.

"My mother still has the face to live." Chu Huan thought indifferently.

As soon as this idea came up, Chu Huan felt like the wild horse in his chest was running loose and his heart would be torn apart. He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and at the same time clasped the plain ring on his middle finger. The cold touch and the tip of his tongue The smell of rust on the car barely grabbed the rein-this is not the time to be sad.

Chu Huan put his hand into the skirt of the traitor Huo Hui, touched the man from head to toe, and finally found a band-aid behind Huo Hui's ankle. Chu Huan fixed his eyes and carefully peeled it off, only to see the band-aid A small signal transmitter is glued to the back.

Fortunately, he preemptively removed the joints of this guy's limbs, otherwise he might have sent the signal.

The annunciator is as light as a piece of paper, and it has a four-digit password in the unopened state.

Chu Huan put away the pocket watch, only to see that the red dots on the lens began to gather together—they had probably discovered that there was no one in the car.

"When the critical moment comes, I have no backup. Am I the lone star of the evil spirit?" Chu Huan muttered in his heart, "Then let's make a wild guess."

He was thinking so sadly, but his actions were very decisive, and he entered a date almost without stopping.

That was the day when the "Ghost Fighting" was closed. On that day, the identity of "Chu Huan" was rediscovered, and the "two ghosts" fell apart. It has been three years, more than 1000 days and nights.

The password is correct——

The annunciator was turned on instantly, and within a few seconds, the positioning information was sent to everyone around. Chu Huan turned up his collar, covering half of his face, and with a flash of his figure, he got into the forest.

Guessed right.

That big ghost must have been anxiously trying to peel his skin, constrict his tendons, and eat his flesh. Thinking of this, Chu Huan became strangely excited like a leopard that smelled blood.

His mood was just like falling into the abyss, and suddenly it went straight to the sky - this is very abnormal, of course Chu Huan understands, but at this moment, he needs this kind of excitement, he needs to let his blood boil regardless of the consequences When he got up, he needed a little burning heat in his heart.

The internal signal transmitter was suddenly turned on. Although the enemy didn't know why, they immediately moved after hearing the news.

Chu Huan broke into the dense forest without looking back, and without stopping, he changed hands and stuck the signal device to a tree, and dodged and hid behind a tree. Before he could stand still, the first prey had already appeared in his sight , ran towards the big tree attached to the signal device.

Chu Huan quickly installed the silencer, as if he was not aiming, raised his hand and shot the opponent's forehead. The man froze and fell silently.

Before he landed completely, a pair of hands quickly dragged him into the bushes. The corpse was freshly baked and still warm.

One.

Then, Chu Huan tore off the signaling device on the dead man in the same manner, stuck it to the root of the tree, grabbed a branch of a big tree with both hands, and lurked there condescendingly, as if he had merged with the leaves and branches without making a sound. The two came side by side under the cover of their companions, and saw the corpse in the bushes without any surprise...

Before he could issue a warning, an invisible sharp weapon passed through the back of his neck, and the three-edged spikes rattled in the wound, blood mist sprayed more than a foot high, and then Chu Huan raised his hand twice One shot killed one, and the next moment, he huddled into a ball and rolled away on the spot, avoiding a series of cold shots.

Four, five, six...

This is not a competition, but an assassination. As long as Chu Huan shoots, someone will fall to the ground. All of them hit the forehead with one shot, and he never misses the target. He is like a ghost in broad daylight.

Thirteen, fourteen...

Chu Huan's leg suddenly went limp, and he fell straight down from the tree. The severe pain didn't come until the next second—the calf was punctured.

The person who hit him had already been terrified by Chu Huan. He was even more trembling than the one who was shot. The man held up his gun and fired several shots at the person who fell under the tree to make sure that the person would not move. Only then did he approach slowly, step by step.

dead?

If you kill Chu Huan, what can you get from the boss?

The man didn't dare to be ecstatic, because the shivering feeling on his back just now hadn't dissipated.The man holding the gun stopped involuntarily, squatted down slowly, and waited for a while, but there was no movement, and then he boldly stretched his arms to reach the corpse facing down.

The body was turned over, dark skin, Southeast Asian blood, this is... this is one of his companions!

Before his fear had time to evaporate, a layer of coolness had passed over his neck, and he saw a pair of hands soaked in blood between the fingers.

The sharp edge of the army thorn wiped his neck.

No. 15.

Chu Huan's trousers were already stained with blood, but he didn't feel much pain. The extremely high adrenaline seemed to have blocked his pain perception.He sideways hid himself behind another big tree, licking the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Where is the big ghost?

Long-lost enemy, when do you plan to come out to catch up on the old days?

Chu Huan counted the time quietly, leaning the back of his head against the tree trunk, and after 5 minutes, he suddenly smiled—two pieces of information suddenly skipped on the glasses.

"All were captured and no casualties were caused."

"The second batch of illegal arms was seized."

The pre-laid trap caught the prey.

After a while, I am afraid that the big ghost will have to face the dilemma of losing all backup. At this time, will he run for the second time?

Chu Huan believes that as long as there is any chance of making a comeback, the big ghost will definitely put oil on his feet, but... what if he is at the end of his rope?

At this time, a new light spot jumped out of Chu Huan's glasses, which meant that a new signal device was turned on nearby, about 100 meters away from him.

The moment the light came on, Chu Huan couldn't help taking a deep breath, and then he clenched his teeth.

He was so excited that he almost suspected that he was on drugs, so excited that he couldn't control himself.

After three years of sinking, fighting each other again——

The spot of light was motionless, as if waiting for him.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, followed by a tearing scream, sharp and thin, which sounded a bit like a girl who hadn't grown up.

Holding the gun in one hand, Chu Huan moved slowly. At this time, the trees and stones were his invisible magic weapons. He fell to the ground like a big cat and shuttled silently through the bushes.

The big ghost is used to directing behind the scenes, and never shows up in front of the stage. If it is not the end of the mountain, he will not show up at this time.

At the same time, Chu Huan also believes that there is only one person in the big ghost. He is suspicious by nature, and Chu Huan's existence has shattered the last bit of trust in his life. Let the second person know that he himself is nearby.

Chu Huan approached carefully while thinking quickly, and then he saw a little girl.

The little girl was fourteen or fifteen years old, with her long hair hanging on her chest in a mess. She was hung high on a big tree, her thigh was pierced by a bullet, and she was bleeding. She seemed to have fainted, and she didn’t know It is dead or alive.

The big tree grows facing the cliff, and it is particularly conspicuous. The girl is tied to the side facing the cliff, and there is a row of three-edged thorns standing up on the ground. Although those thorns are not as good as the one hanging around Chu Huan's waist, But poking the little girl with thin skin and tender flesh is also a blood hole that is smooth and smooth.

As long as she falls, she will be pierced into a sieve by countless triangular thorns.

The middle section of the rope hanging the girl was soaked in kerosene and was burning.

The primate thought it was a trap with its toes, and Chu Huan almost wanted to sigh up to the sky.

But can he stand idly by?Impossible - he's not a brat.

That little girl was not just a little girl at this time, she was a mockery placed in front of him by the big ghost - only a person who was rotten to the bone could not be defeated.

"I was slapped in the face just after I finished speaking, tsk." Chu Huan sighed, and the next moment, he took out an improved version of the smoke bomb from his arms, and threw it into the triangular thorn array with great accuracy.

With a sound of "呲啦", huge smoke rose.

Just then, the rope hanging the girl broke.

Chu Huancong rushed out at an invisible speed, stepped on the trunk of the big tree, and almost rose into the air. He raised his hand and stabbed into the trunk of the big tree, turned half a circle, He accurately grabbed the girl's waist, took the army thorn stuck in the tree trunk as the axis, quickly turned half a circle, jumped up the tree branch, and avoided a cold shot from a corner.

At the same time, he has locked the position of the shooter.

A leaf moved in one place.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Huan put the girl on his shoulders, the trigger in his hand was pulled, the silencer fell off, and the sound of a gun startled countless birds.

Then there was silence.

I don't know how long that moment was, as if everything was in slow motion.

Then, a person Chu Huan recognized even if he turned into ashes, despite the disguise, fell down slowly, exposed to the sky, and died, and the way of death was still a headshot.

It's a big ghost.

Chu Huan staggered and almost fell off the tree, not because of ecstasy, not because of regret, and not because of any feelings for this cold-blooded and ruthless terrorist... It's just that he felt that his body seemed to be two points lighter, It was so light that he almost lost his balance.

Just a moment of hesitation, it was too late when he felt something was wrong.

Another shot went off.

Chu Huan only had time to push the girl on his shoulder away fiercely, barely avoiding the vital point. A bullet had already penetrated his shoulder, and the impact pushed him back fiercely. He saw the girl's disheveled hair There was an extremely resentful face in it.

Chu Huan froze suddenly.

The little girl had already missed, and at the moment of sneak attack just now, the gun in her hand was subconsciously dodged and knocked away by Chu Huan, and fell to the bottom of the cliff.She glanced hesitantly at her empty little hand, then at Chu Huan with cold hatred, turned her head, and screamed in the direction of the big ghost: "papa!"

She is the... daughter of a big ghost?

These are things that are not as good as beasts!

Chu Huan was so shocked that he didn't have time to move, the little girl had already jumped off the branch, with a "poof", the young body was pierced from feet to forehead by the triangular thorns on the ground... Chu Huan instinctively stretched out his hand to pull , but only tore out a small handful of her hair.

The bloodstains spread out in place, like a red carpet full of malice.

Chu Huan stared blankly at the girl's hideous corpse, and was suddenly enveloped in a familiar trance, and unconsciously took half a step back. With a soft sound, the branch under his feet finally couldn't bear the pressure and broke.

He reached out and grabbed the branch on the other side. The other side of the big tree was a cliff. His feet were already in the air, and he hung himself on the cliff.

The shoulder on one side of Chu Huan was already stained with blood, and the blood on the trousers had already dried up a lot, but for Kingsman, even if it was an injury ten times heavier than this, hanging himself up would not be worse than knocking him. How much effort does a handful of melon seeds cost?

However, at that moment, he was suddenly exhausted physically and mentally like ashes, and the excitement that erupted just now faded away like a tide, making him even more tired, so tired that he couldn't even lift a finger.

Chu Huan raised his head and looked at the branch of the big tree he was grasping, at the sky where the leaves were concealed and revealed a corner, his eyes were empty, he felt that the whole blue sky was spinning, and everything in his vision was distorted.

He felt as if he had been possessed by a ghost, and when he came back to his senses, he had already let go and fell down.

The author has something to say: the end of the prologue

【Volume [-] Present World】