Chapter 77

"Baga, cheated, it's a hare!"

A few miles away, there was a voice of the sudden defeat of the popularity in black.

"Chase, he is willing to run in the opposite direction and chase to the West."

The hoarse voice of the man in black contains a torrent of anger, like a powder keg that burns at the slightest point.

"Mr. Yamada, is there a primeval forest ahead? Are we going to catch up?"

More than ten minutes later, the woman in black hesitated to ask the man in black, obviously a little timid.

The man in black, known as Yamada, gritted his teeth: "underground Jun, you stay and contact the captain. Huazi and I will go in."

"Hi!"

Although the woman in black was afraid, she did not hesitate to bow and promise with the underground, which shows the strict discipline of her organization.

Underground, I watched two teammates chase in, immediately took out the satellite phone and reported to the captain. "Hi" after hanging up the phone for a few times, the figure suddenly twisted, just showed panic on his face, and disappeared silently in the dark.

Under the moonlight, a graceful black figure appeared. A pair of bright starlike eyes smiled and whispered, "this guy is very interesting, but his skill is weak."

Ding Ning, who was healing himself on a big tree in the forest, seemed to have returned to the home court. The wound behind him had stopped bleeding. He took out a Swiss Army knife at his waist and sharpened the branches collected.

A pair of dexterous hands, like a magic trick, soon made a wooden bow and several wooden arrows.

After a careful look, Ding Ning shook his head with some dissatisfaction: "we can only add some materials to make do with it."

He felt a small bottle from his pocket and squeezed out a few drops of liquid to smear on the arrow.

If Xiao Nuo were here, he would recognize that the bottle contained the venom of albino king cobra.

Outside the forest, dark shadows appeared one after another. They were all people in black wearing masks, but the position of standing was very clear. It seemed that the relationship between them was not friendly and there was some hostility.

When you look carefully, you can find that one side of the black man's mask has patterns, while the other side is bare.

The number of people on both sides is roughly the same, seven on one side and eight on the other. Most of them are black iron masks, and only the first two are bronze masks.

"The great ghost King team can't even catch a little doctor. Ghost tomb Jun, you really failed."

The man in black with bronze pattern mocked darkly.

Guizhong couldn't get through when he dialed the phone under the well. He was in a bad mood. He was even more angry when he heard the speech. His voice contained cold:

"Baga, Watanabe Nomura, you are too presumptuous. Do you know that you will expose our organization if you rashly enter the military region of China to kill people."

"How can the * *, the incompetent chinanas find my tracks? Kill them. They can not know who did it."

Watanabe Nomura said disapprovingly.

"I will report to you truthfully. If you hadn't acted recklessly and destroyed our plan, how could we have failed."

Ghost tomb strong suppressed the impulse to kill Watanabe Nomura and said angrily.

"My lord? Hahaha, I lost the organization. Do you think your adult can still hold the position of director of Asia? I think your adult will pack up and go away soon. Then Asia will be our adult territory."

Watanabe Nomura laughed wildly.

Guizuka shivered and angrily scolded: "baga, Yamamoto Nomura, you dare to disrespect adults. You're shameless. Deliberately killing monkeys is to make adults unable to find things, be punished by the organization, and let your loyal takero Yamamoto rise to the top, right?"

Watanabe Nomura looked innocent. He spread his hands and said with an arrogant smile: "don't be so ugly, ghost tomb gentleman. I just killed someone by mistake. I'm also kind to help you, ha ha ha!"

"Hum, don't be too proud. Don't forget that takero Yamamoto is only the deputy director now. Our big talent is the director of Asia. Even if you are punished by the organization, it's not something you can offend. This time you act without authorization, I'll report to the adult truthfully. You wait to be punished."

Ghost tomb forcibly restrained his inner anger and said in a gloomy tone.

Watanabe Nomura seemed to think of the terrible punishment, and his body trembled, but then said strongly: "I work for Lord Yamamoto, and Lord Yamamoto won't sit idly by."

Ghost tomb looked at him with pity and sneered:

"Sometimes it takes lives to stand in the wrong team. You know better than me who takero Yamamoto is. Someone must stand up and be responsible for this matter. You'd better pray not to be the one who carries the black pot."

Watanabe Nomura was obviously frightened by ghost mound and whispered reluctantly: "no, no, adult Yamamoto said that as long as he becomes the director of Asia, I can be promoted to the member of the silver reserve team."

"Dream, how stupid you have to be to believe such a lie. If you can't reach the ability level, even the Organization headquarters has no right to promote you. Besides, he is just a formal silver member. It's an iron law. All organizations respect strength. No matter how much achievements you make, you can only enjoy the right of evolution higher than the same level. Besides, don't forget that we are big What is a person's identity? Just a Yamamoto family wants to fight with our adults. It's just an ambitious man with empty ambition but no strength. The final victory must belong to our adults. "

Ghost tomb was deeply worried about his IQ. They didn't know how he got to the bronze level.

Watanabe Nomura was numb. Thinking of the supervisor's terrible family background, he suddenly sweated coldly, bowed deeply, and said sincerely: "ghost tomb king, save me, what should I do?"

"The plan for today is to cooperate with us to catch the doctor and ask him where the monkey hid things. Otherwise, no one can save you."

When ghost tomb spoke, he raised his chin intentionally or unintentionally and looked behind Watanabe Nomura.

In the eyes of Watanabe, he nodded his head, and he nodded. He knew that the man he brought was bound to have Yamamoto Takero's eyeliner, and now he had to kill it.

Although the loss of a team will be scolded, it is just scolding, not punishment.

Now that she has come to her senses and wants to give up the dark and turn to the bright, she must show her willingness to kill takero Yamamoto's confidant team.

The figure suddenly shot back like electricity, and the warrior's long knife suddenly came out of its sheath. When the knife light flickered, three heads fell to the ground.

The remaining four were not fools. When Watanabe Nomura had the intention to surrender, they were ready to escape.

Seeing the violent murder in Watanabe Nomura, they rushed to the virgin forest. They knew that two bronze giants were chasing after them. They could not escape at all, but they might have a chance to escape into the forest.

Ghost tomb waved his big hand: "chase, don't let go of any."

Watanabe Nomura was eager to kill his mouth. Naturally, he took the lead. The ghost King team got the order and rushed into the forest without hesitation.

The ghost tomb stood quietly for a moment before walking slowly into the forest.

A moment later, the ghost tomb suddenly appeared in place again, looked around in disbelief, and whispered, "do I feel wrong? Strange, where did the well go? Did I go in?"

After the ghost tomb entered the forest again, a vague and graceful figure suddenly appeared from the darkness and whispered to himself:

"I deserve to be the captain of the ghost King team. Only bronze super powers can vaguely detect my existence. It should be intuitive powers. I really expect those so-called Golden powers to have any abilities!"

A breeze blew, and the vague figure swayed gently with the wind, as if it had melted into the darkness and disappeared in place.

At this time, Ding Ning had come to the place where the albino King Cobra was killed that day. The snake's body had long been eaten up by wild animals, leaving only some broken scales and a white linear object.

Ding Ning looked at the white linear object, but his eyes burst out, and his face showed ecstasy. He was in a hurry that day and almost missed the best thing.

I was chased and killed and came here again today. It seems that God has his own will. This snake tendon is destined to belong to me.

It is said that snake tendons are only available to snake kings who have signs of melting Jiaos. For ordinary people, they are useless, but for hunters, they are the best material for making bowstrings.

This surprised him and scared him. Fortunately, the snake king only stared at Xiao Nuo and was attacked seven inches by himself that day. Otherwise, it would be difficult to kill this guy without paying a huge price.

As for whether the snake king can really transform the Jiao, he is not sure, but since there are records in ancient books, it should not be groundless.

Even if the snake king has given birth to snake tendons and has the qualification to turn Jiaos, it is impossible to turn Jiaos without a thousand years.

But this is enough to show that nature breeds too many mysterious things that cannot be explained by science, which makes Ding Ning feel awed.

He quickly picked up the snake tendon and tied it to the wooden bow as a bow string. What depressed him was that the snake tendon was three meters long. He couldn't use half a meter to make a bow string.

Moreover, the snake tendon is extremely tough and can not be easily cut off. Ancient hunters made it with special potions and spent a lot of time slowly corroding to break it.

Even if modern science and technology are developed and polished with an electric grinding wheel, it can't be broken in a few days, let alone he has only a military knife.

Ding Ning can only use the long snake tendon wrapped around his waist and connected with the wooden bow string.

After trying to pull the bow, Ding Ning secretly blushed. The tenacity of the snake tendon is terrible, and the requirement for strength is also very high. It is not something that ordinary people can pull apart.

He tempered his body from an early age, and his arms also had nearly a kilo of strength, but the simple wooden bow could not open the full bow.

Fortunately, when he was making bows and arrows, he had practiced for a while according to the luck route of the stone man, completed a small cycle, and his true Qi had recovered half. When he pulled the bow, he could still pull the bow full by injecting some true Qi.

With the bow and arrow, Ding Ning also had some confidence in his heart. He ran forward quickly according to his memory, found the stream and walked upstream in the stream.

Ghost knows what kind of tracking methods these Fusang devils have. Walking along the stream can eliminate their own smell. I'm afraid they can't find themselves even if they lead a big wolf dog.

He also wanted to kill the four sides with a shock of the tiger body and the shame of being chased and killed with blood, but he finally had no impulse and chose to delay time to recover his Qi and strength.

The number of enemies is unknown and their strength is unknown. A rash fight can only be a way of self death. As an excellent hunter, you should have enough patience and adjust yourself to the best state, so as to break them one by one and change the identity of hunter and prey.

The stream is not deep, only to Ding Ning's thigh, but there are some big fish swimming in the stream, which makes Ding Ning very happy. His stomach has long been hungry.

He took out his Sabre and stabbed a white fish weighing about half a kilogram with lightning speed. He couldn't care about the smell. He simply handled it and ate it.