The mountain.

Chen Changan stood up and patted Wang Lang on the shoulder and smiled, “Yes, the timekeeper is Junjie.”Lin Xiu is indeed good, with the plan to calculate me, so far I have not met much, but he can make some planning and layout when I do not pay attention, can I not draw the bottom of the salary?"

Wang Lang's face was gloomy, and he grasped the palm of her hand without saying a word.

"I am a person who does not believe in others, and I have always been at ease with the matter of doing it themselves."Chen Changan went to the door and sighed, "But as long as I personally shot, very few things failed, you have to believe me, if someone cheated me, he will die very badly, and ... Lin Xiu may not be able to live to return to Yangcheng."

With that, Chen Changan turned back down the mountain.

IK, outsiders may not be aware of the fog, but Chen Changan can think of all the links with a little thought, he is not unable to accept failure, but refused to admit defeat.

The layout of IK took place outside his eyes, so Chen Chang'an thought about it, so he took this trip to the southern pass in person, and used the death of the "black cat" to please move a major master of Mount Van Gogh.

And the black cat who died in the mountains of Nanguan, I am afraid that even he did not even know that he had a father as a monk in VanQing Mountain, but Chen Chang'an knew that Chen Chang'an's city was deep, and among his close relatives, there were no simple people in the world, so was the moon, and so was the black cat.

Chen Changan had been to Van Gogh Mountain, had seen the old monk, promised that the "black cat" would follow his own glory and wealth, the old monk taught him some of the ability, and this time the "black cat" death, Chen Changan had to invite the old monk out of the mountain.

People who can't deal with the old man and the black cat and a group of ninja killers on the moon can't deal with the old man, and sometimes a group of hyenas can't add up to kill a lion, then let go of a tiger that is more powerful than a lion.

Chen Chang'an's purpose is very simple, Lin Xiu either died or put a nail in his heart!

In all his intelligence information, it shows Wang Lang, the No. 1 person, who was once driven away and now returned, Chen Changan felt it was a suitable nail.

Such a person, the bottom of the heart will not have no grievances, just let him compromise, become a nail in the heart of the enemy, until the right time, always can be fatal.

Chen Changan believes that some people are born anti-bone!

Outside the mountain.

The field.

The electric light thunders, and the two figures chase between the lush rice fields.

No one can imagine that an old monk in his fifties and sixties can chase a young man in his early twenties to be cornered, and the snakes blindly trailed behind the two figures, and from time to time can come out to defuse my threat.

But it is useless after all!

I have no sharp edge in my hand, and the toughness and skill of the body are completely suppressed by the old monk!

The gun is not there, because until the county, I can find a way to get scattered parts and assemble, so in the township to the county this part of the road, I did not think, after killing the black cat and so many ninja killers, but also met such a strong and strange old monk.

Under the thunderous lightning.

Behind the wind hit, I bit my teeth hard to make a sharp, a record of the iron mountain like a wild cow rushed out, the extreme, the strength of the whole body is all sent together into a blow.

The old monk flew out, but the bronze bell in his hand quickly smashed on my left shoulder, and I gritted my teeth and trembling, and the whole left arm trembled with pain, almost feeling that the bones of my left shoulder were smashed!

The old man's figure flew out like an eagle, but the moment he landed he threw himself at me!

Undeterred, I gritted my teeth and uttered a loudspeaker and shuddered at him—in the most clumsy and most savage manner.

There was a “smuck” sound.

I just felt that my chest was stuffy, I could hardly pick up, and the whole person was hit by the hard force uploaded by the copper clock, and smashed a piece of rice, and the sharp rice leaves like a blade were scratched on my face, so that I was instantly awake and not unconscious...

The bones in the chest seemed to be cracked, and the clothes were opened, and the purplish puffiness took the shape of a bag, the ribs under the skin were torn, trying to get up, but they moved, as if something was going to break the heart - my sternum was afraid to break.

The rain is finally falling!

I bit my teeth just to sit up, the old monk in the cloth shoes on my chest, I smoldering, the whole person pain to the back of the breath, the figure flew out, knocked down a row of rice, lying on the ground again on the back...

With a loud thud, a large mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, sticky as if wisps...

I gritted my teeth, my hands just sat up, the old monk is not tall figure has stood in front of me, eyes staring at me, "Amitabha Buddha", his rough hand pressed down on the top of my head, strong strength makes me feel like I am on the curse, pain!

“The old man said, lifting the bronze bell in his hand and falling over my head.

A few snakes jumped over, he slammed a "male", the bronze bell waved out, smashed the snake, and the blood splashed on my face, and this moment, let me see the empty door under his arm.

The last time.

I tried my best to stab my hand a silver needle into the acupuncture point under his arm, and the old monk said, and waved a bronze bell on my head.

A sharp pain, warm blood suddenly poured out!

The old monk leaned over and said, “What have you done?”

I gritted my teeth and laughed, and got up and ran.

He followed.

I turned my head and looked at him, and his face had become shaky.

The storm is fast.

My heart is bitter, all the bones are broken and broken, the strange pain is incomparable, knowing that running like this will bring greater damage to the veins and internal injuries, but I have to fight for this line of vitality!

The wind and rain and the snakes have won a ray of life for me!

The acupuncture point will not be fatal, but it will hit hard and enter a silver needle, at least so that the old monk's bloodline can not be condensed for a short time, serious words can limit his movement, I am not sure he can take it out, but must take advantage of him before he resolves, the farther away from him the better!

In the field, the wind and rain hit the face.

Behind the "Amitabha Buddha" voice has been flooded by wind and rain, I do not know how long I ran, heard an anxious voice shouting "leave sister", rushed past, watching Zhou Qingqing in the field holding the leaves in front of the shallow, the shallow chest of the leaves was stained red with blood, the white dress changed color...

“Clear, are you okay?”I gritted my teeth and asked.

“Mr. Lin?”He wiped his tears and cried, “Sister Leaf is injured!”

“Where are your phones?”I asked her anxiously.

“In the car...” Zhou Qingqing said as he cried.

“I want to die!”I suffered my face and gritted my teeth, "If you're okay, pick her up with me... it's a big trouble to be chased by that dead bald donkey!"

In the distant field, looking back, I could see that the old bald donkey was running hard toward this side.

I and Zhou Qing worked hard to lift up the unconscious leaf shallow, her mouth is still overflowing blood stains, I checked, the woman was hit by the old monk broke the sternum, the breath is still good, but if it is not timely treatment, I am afraid there will be danger.

Holding her to go not far, and my body is very serious, but Fortunately, Zhou Qingqing is a girl growing up in the mountains, she saw my pace is unstable, biting her teeth and bending over to put the leaves on her back, saying that she knows that there is a village nearby a few miles away, as long as she can call someone to help.

I followed her, took out my own mobile phone, but also can still use, dial out the current last number out, the phone came from Wang Lang surprised voice: "Shu brother ... you..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm in danger outside the mountain, you and Chen Tao bring people over..." I bit my teeth and gasp for my breath, "I don't know the address, but near the bridge head about ten kilometers away... Now I'm going to a nearby stockade...

Wang Lang: “...”

I looked back, did not have the opportunity to say more words, hung up the phone directly, the footsteps were more urgent, a mouthful of blood could not be suppressed from the corner of the mouth ... the internal injury was too heavy.