People are in the comprehensive tomb, unloading the mountain and stealing the chief

Chapter 126
And when the two sides had their own ghosts, Ling Weasel had already led his experimental subject subordinates, and quietly detoured from the side to the edge of the city wall.

As a spirit beast whose wisdom is not inferior to that of a human being, Chen Ziyan, the weasel, did not act recklessly. Instead, he led his subordinates, deliberately avoiding the opponent's sight, and chose to attack from behind.

When it comes to Lao Liu, this spirit weasel is the best in Chen Ziyan's team, especially after experiencing many routines, his personality is much more cautious than before.

To put it bluntly, if Hu Bayi and the others had met her now, the outcome would have been reversed.

At this time, at the commanding height of the city tower, a strong young man was prostrate on the ground, with a camouflaged sniper rifle in front of him, and he was locking on Chen Ziyan not far away.

In order to be able to respond in the first time, the sniper was extremely focused, looking at the scope without blinking.

But in the next moment, the scene in the scope disappeared instantly, replaced by a blue animal pupil full of coldness.

Ling Weasel followed Chen Ziyan's instructions perfectly, and the first target when he came to the city wall was the sniper who controlled the big killer.

The sniper was very alert, and he had already noticed something was wrong the first time the field of view of the scope changed.

But unfortunately, the moment their eyes met, he had already been brought into the illusion constructed by the weasel.

In the illusion...

The moment the sniper saw the change in the scope, he wanted to retreat a certain distance first, but when he wanted to move, he was horrified to find that his body had lost consciousness.

Then he just watched his body, like a puppet manipulated by someone, and slowly aimed the gun at his companion.

Peng——

Peng——

Peng——

……

After five deafening gunshots in succession, bright blood flowers bloomed in front of him...

Even though the sniper had undergone harsh training, it was difficult to maintain his calm at this time. The raging anger and guilt flooded his heart like a tide, making his eyes tear open for a moment.

At this moment, he has no time to think about why the hiding places of his companions have become so conspicuous.

In reality on the other side, nothing actually happened. The moment the sniper saw Ling Weasel's eyes, his expression was already dull.

At the same time, the experimental subject that had been prepared by the side rushed out like lightning, cutting off his trigger hand at the wrist.

Even the moment the palm fell, he buried the severed hand, together with his blood-spattered right arm, in the yellow sand next to him, in order to restrain the spread of the bloody smell and prevent disturbing others. others below.

As for the sniper himself, under the guidance of the weasel illusion, he used his remaining left hand to turn the gun, pointing out the location of his companions.

After obtaining the positions of other people, Ling Weasel pointed to those positions respectively, and then the experimental subjects beside her who were quietly waiting for orders dispersed at a very fast speed, and moved towards those places .

In less than half a minute, the experimental subjects who attacked returned to the tower again. Except for the blood dripping from their claws, it was completely impossible to tell that they had just experienced a killing.

"squeak--"

Confirming that his little brother had completely solved the problem, Ling Weasel uttered a clear and loud cry in the direction of Chen Ziyan.

"Good job!"

Chen Ziyan, who was waiting anxiously, couldn't help but clenched his fist and hit his palm after receiving the signal from his own ferret.

In fact, when he saw the reflective scope shaking, he already knew that the sniper had been dealt with, but the location of the other militants was unknown, and he was not sure whether the weasel could kill them all.

But now that the signal has come, it means that his plan has been a complete success, and those militants who can threaten them have been taken care of by his weasel.

"Master Chen, is it over?"

Chen Ziyan could hear Ling Weasel's voice, and Wang Kaixuan and the black glasses next to him could also hear it.

"It's over." Chen Ziyan nodded slightly, and then said with a smile: "Let's go, let's see who this group of people is!"

After speaking, he jumped off the roof and walked towards the place where the weasel was.

Wang Kaixuan and the black glasses hurriedly followed, and on the way, the black glasses knocked sideways and asked: "I said fat man, what was that screaming just now?"

He had some guesses about this in his heart, but he still wanted to confirm it.

The white shadow just now was not big, so it should be an animal, but it was hard to tell what kind of animal it was from the sound.

If it was a dog barking just now, he would have started to wonder if this Chen Ziyan had something to do with the Fifth Lord Dog.

After all, as far as he knew, the only one in the world who could control such creatures was the Wu family of the Nine Sects.

"That's Little Fairy, you'll see her later." Wang Kaixuan replied casually without thinking too much.

He felt that since Chen Ziyan sent out this fine yellow skin, he probably didn't plan to hide it from the black glasses, and it didn't matter if he told him a name.

As for the name of this little fairy, he and Hu Bayi gave it to them and Chen Ziyan to call her a little guy. They really didn't dare, so they just continued the previous name.

"Little Fairy?"

Hearing such a familiar address, the corners of the eyes in the black glasses couldn't help but twitch. He felt that if the boss of his trip, that is, the Huo family, knew about it, he would probably not be very happy. After all, that woman So proud.

But this has nothing to do with him, even if there is trouble, it is Chen Ziyan who will bear it.

What he wants to know more now is what kind of beast this thing is, and whether it has crossed that threshold.

But before he could continue to ask questions, a strong smell of blood had penetrated into his nostrils.

Guided by the smell of blood, they easily found the middle-aged team leader who was the lowest distance from them. At this time, the middle-aged man who had just imagined capturing Chen Ziyan and others had become a veritable street-slammer, lying on the sand I lost my breath.

After confirming that there were no hidden dangers, the black glasses went up and turned the corpse over. After examining it, he said: "The fatal injury is the neck. The trachea and artery were cut off in an instant. If the wound was a little deeper, I'm afraid it would be able to kill you directly." .”

"Can you recognize which faction they belong to?" Chen Ziyan asked with an unchanged expression.

He was not interested in the cause of death, which he had expected.

"There's no sign that can prove your identity." The black glasses shook his head upon hearing that.

He had noticed this when he checked just now, but it was fruitless.

Wang Kaixuan was not interested in these things. After he came in, he went straight to the firearm on the ground. After picking it up and fiddled with it a few times, he immediately grinned: "Master Chen, this is a Soviet-style AK47. It's a good thing!"

Apart from being greedy for money and lust, this fat man's favorite thing in his life is guns.

It's a pity that since his parents passed away, he seldom has the opportunity to touch, and occasionally he has the opportunity to practice his hands. They are all bird guns and air guns, how can they compare with this real guy.

(End of this chapter)