The moonlight is dark, and the bamboo forest is even darker.

Qin Yang kicked through several bamboos in a row. With the power of rebound, he and Han Qingqing immediately slid downwards and penetrated into the bamboo forest next to the steps.

"ah!"

Han Qingqing let out a low muffled groan, not knowing whether she was shot or hitting her, but she obviously suppressed herself and did not let herself make loud noises.

Qin Yang gasped for two breaths, and he let go of Han Qingqing in his arms and whispered: "Don't move while lying!"

He naturally heard Han Qingqing's muffled groan, but obviously he obviously didn't care about her at this time. It would be impossible for him to check on Han Qingqing without dealing with the gunman outside.

Qin Yang saw the gun in his hand and pointed it at the gunman inside. He was a little lucky that he and Han Qingqing were both wearing dark clothes. If it was white, it would be extremely eye-catching even in this dark bamboo forest, and thus was shot by the other party.

Qin Yang was unarmed, but he was not panicked. His hands were inserted into the snow and clenched silently. The snowballs as big as fists of the two children appeared in his hands.

He held it tightly again, and the snowball became smaller and smaller, but it had become harder, like an ice hockey.

Qin Yang adjusted his posture silently, then shook his left hand silently, and the hard snowball in his left hand had already flew straight out, hitting a bamboo several meters away, making a crisp "bang".

The tall and thin man suddenly turned his gun and pointed it at the place where the sound was made. At the same time, Qin Yang in the dark swung his hand and suddenly waved the ice hockey in his right hand.

The ice hockey flew out of the air at a very fast speed, and with a strong sound of breaking the wind, it accurately hit the back of the tall and thin man's right hand holding a gun.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the tall and thin man's hand was raised high like a bullet hit. The pistol in his hand suddenly flew out and fell directly into the bamboo forest next to him.

The tall and thin man groaned and looked down, but found a bloody pit on the back of his hand, and the bones on the back of his hand were broken. A severe pain came, making him unable to help but take a breath of air conditioning.

He didn't see clearly what hit his arm. It was definitely not a pistol, but he knew that he had met a powerful guy.

He also experienced life and death. He took off his gun and glanced at his hands, and ran away without any hesitation.

When Qin Yang came out of the bamboo forest, the man had already rushed down the ladder and rushed down the snow peak. He almost rolled and crawled down the snow slope and rolled down the lower part. Obviously, he was ready to escape from the top of the mountain.

Qin Yang looked back at the bamboo forest behind him, and his eyes showed a little hesitation. Finally, he gritted his teeth, gave up the idea of ​​chasing this guy, and turned around and returned to the bamboo forest.

He believed that as long as he chased him, he would definitely catch up with the other party, but he probably had to chase him down to Xuefeng. The other party fired so many shots just now, and he heard Han Qingqing's snorting. He didn't know if he was shot. If he chased the gunman and delayed the treatment of Han Qingqing, there would be some accident. Even if Qin Yang broke the gunman into pieces, it would have no effect.

Qin Yang helped Han Qingqing up from the ground and asked anxiously: "Are you shot?"

Han Qingqing's face was filled with unconcealed fear. Have she ever encountered such fear and danger in her life?

She felt like she was weak all over and her limbs were weak. Fear grabbed her heart and made her feel unable to breathe.

Qin Yang listened to her rapid breathing, reached out and held her hand, comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, no one can hurt you with me!"

Han Qingqing held Qin Yang's hand tightly. Listening to Qin Yang's gentle and powerful words, the fear in her heart was finally dispelled a little.

"I wasn't shot, I was scratched by something just now."

When Qin Yang heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Go outside, I'll check it for you."

"Um."

Han Qingqing held Qin Yang's arm and walked out of the bamboo forest. Han Qingqing looked at the stone tier road with his eyes: "Where is that person?"

Qin Yang pointed to the snow slope in the distance: "I jumped down from there and ran down the mountain."

Han Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and asked with lingering fear: "Why did he kill us?"

Qin Yang said apologetically: "This guy is ruthless and merciless. He retreats immediately when he sees the situation is wrong, without stopping. This guy should be a professionally trained killer. I think maybe it was for me, and I was implicating you."

"Killer!"

Han Qingqing was shocked, looked at Qin Yang in shock, and said in confusion: "Why is the killer coming to kill you?"

Qin Yang shook his head: "I don't know either."

Qin Yang helped Han Qingqing out of the bamboo forest and asked her to sit down on the steps: "Where did you scratch just now?"

"Right leg, thigh."

Qin Yang lowered his head and checked. A big hole was scratched on the right side of Han Qingqing's thigh, but fortunately he did not bleed.

Qin Yang looked up and smiled, "Fortunately, it should have been scraped into the bamboo stakes in the bamboo forest during the sliding process. Your pants were scratched, and probably also scratched the skin, but fortunately they didn't scratch and didn't bleed."

Han Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just so hot that it hurts a little."

Qin Yang took out his cell phone from his pocket and turned on the flashlight mode. Under the light, Han Qingqing's white and delicate thighs had a swelling redness and swollenness, which was obviously rubbing against the tree stump, and nothing else.

"Don't worry, you will recover after two days of rest... Are there any other places that are uncomfortable?"

Han Qingqing shook her head: "No more."

Qin Yang stood up and helped Han Qingqing stand up: "Wait for me."

Qin Yang took his cell phone and walked into the bamboo forest next to him, searched for a while, and then found the thrown pistol.

Qin Yang picked up the pistol and looked at it. It turned out to be a homemade pistol with a very high degree of simulation, with a muffler stuck on it.

Qin Yang pulled out of the magazine and looked at it. There were bullets inside. Qin Yang inserted the magazine and closed the security. Then he casually missed the gun on his back and put down his clothes, and he couldn't tell at all.

Han Qingqing looked at Qin Yang who was very skilled in checking the gun, skillfully putting the magazine on his back, and his eyes were immediately surprised.

"You've played guns before?"
Chapter completed!