Son of Heaven

Chapter 340: Assassination Cry

I saw that the not too big thatched hut was full of blood, and Master Shama fell into a pool of blood. He clutched his throat tightly, stared at a pair of old eyes in horror, and looked forward.
Thick and bloody blood flowed continuously from his throat, but the person was already completely dead.

"Master Sharma..." Laman froze for a moment, then burst into tears and rushed over, shaking his body and weeping bitterly.

Liang Chen took a quick look around, and suddenly let out a long shout. His whole body seemed to shrink instantly, and his body suddenly rolled up like a rubber ball. He rolled forward quickly, and at the same time pulled Laman away. [

"Plop..." A few crossbow arrows shot into the ground that Laman had just been on, and penetrated deeply.

"Bang bang bang bang..." Liang Chen continued to dodge by the side, and shot four consecutive shots at the wall behind the thatched hut. There was a muffled groan from the opposite side, followed by the sound of footsteps.

Liang Chen jumped up from the ground, and rushed out like a lion, smashing the wall made of wood and thatch with one end. At this moment, he saw a person on the opposite side with the agility of an ape He quickly climbed up the hill, jumped up the steep mountain wall, and disappeared into a jungle.

His movements were so fast, almost twice as agile as a real ape, and Liang Chen couldn't catch up to him. He raised his gun and aimed for a while, but it was far beyond the range, and it would be useless to shoot again.

"Damn it!" Liang Chen put away his gun and clenched his fist angrily, almost going berserk.

It was hard to find someone who could wake Uncle Yu up. Hope was right in front of him, but it turned into soap bubbles in a blink of an eye and disappeared instantly, driving him crazy.

However, that person's skill really surprised him a little. He had never imagined that someone could climb up the steep cliff behind like an ape without using any tools.Even if this kind of ability is thrown into his Chaoyang Special Forces, it is definitely a top-notch expert level.Of course, this is only evaluated from the perspective of this so-called climbing.

Although Liang Chen is confident that he can do this, he thinks that he still can't be as fast and smooth as this person.

"Bastard, he killed Master Sharma, he is the one who killed Master Sharma." Raman roared hoarsely in the room, completely out of control.

It seems that the relationship between him and this master Sharma should be very close, not to say that they are as close as father and son, which can be seen from his sad expression now.

Liang Chen narrowed his eyes, and slowly retracted the gun, but his eyes were filled with anger.No matter who killed Master Shama, no matter what the purpose of this person is, now, he is his biggest enemy.Because of him, Uncle Yu might lose hope of waking up forever. Thinking of this, Liang Chen couldn't help but feel grief mixed with rage, and his hands trembled a little.

At this time, Chief Casmiro and the others outside the valley had heard gunshots and hurried over.

In fact, they were originally planning to come to find Liang Chen, not to mention the gunshots here also attracted their attention, so they came even faster.

As soon as he entered the valley, Chief Casmiro saw that Laman was holding Master Sharma's body and weeping there. At that moment, his whole body trembled and he almost fainted.

After a while, he yelled and rushed over, "Shama, Shama, my brother, my real brother, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" He roared wildly, and rushed to Shama. Ma's side, immediately crying until the sky dimmed.

Liang Chen was taken aback, he didn't expect Shama to be Bumisiro's younger brother, and his identity was so special, this was beyond his expectation.

The chiefs next to them were shocked by this big change, and they were all messed up.

On the one hand, of course they knew that Master Sharma was Casmiro's younger brother, and this blood relationship was incomparably important. It's important now.

To some extent, for the various tribes of the Aba people, the chief is like the president of the country, and the wizard is like the prime minister of the State Council. If such an important person dies, one can imagine the terrible uproar it will cause . [

No one would have thought that such a thing would happen here today.

"Patriarch Casmiro, people cannot be resurrected after death, please express your condolences." Liang Chen sighed and pressed Casmiro's shoulder, comforting in a low voice, while Laman next to him wept as an interpreter.

"No, no, my brother is the greatest and most noble wizard who ever lived in the Bangnabusi tribe. He lived in seclusion and had no enemies at all. How could he be killed? What's going on here? What's going on? Something?!" Casmiro looked up at the sky, his voice was howling like a wolf, like a cuckoo weeping blood, he was so sad that he could no longer be sad.

Master Shama in his arms still had his eyes wide open, as if his eyes were full of disbelief. At the same time, he was covering his throat with his hands. There was a big cut in his throat, the flesh was rolled up, and thick blood was still gurgling out from inside. , dyed Casmiro's full lapel.

"It's possible, it's also a conspiracy. When we came here, Master Sharma had already been assassinated, but the murderer hadn't left yet, and he tried to kill Laman and me in vain, and then we escaped. He ran away from there. His escaping speed was astonishing, and his climbing ability was rare in my life. It seemed that he had received professional training." Liang Chen described the situation just now to Kasmith At the same time, when translating, Raman kept making gestures and tried to do the most detailed explanation.

After a while, Casmiro finally understood, looked left and right, and suddenly grabbed the collar of Laman who had been standing beside him frantically, "Bastard, what are you doing now? Look at me here Weeping? Seeing your most beloved master Sharma lying in a pool of blood, not to die? If you don’t bring someone to find me, find me. If you don’t bring that murderer back to me, Laydal, you don’t deserve to be killed. Known as the number one warrior of our Bonnas tribe, you should not come back to our tribe until you find the murderer." Casmiro yelled non-stop.

"Yes, Chief." Raman, who was originally very hot-tempered, was now dazzled by the deep-seated hatred, his eyes were bloodshot and he pulled out the long knife at his waist. The warriors inside began to climb up along the escape route of the murderer just now, and at the same time, some people detoured from both sides, surrounded by three sides, and searched for the past.

Liang Chen sighed, he couldn't do much at this time, he could only let the Bonnasi tribe do their best.But what he knew very well was that with that person's skill, unless he wanted them to catch them on purpose, otherwise, it would be considered a ghost if he could really catch them.

"Chief Casmiro, look at this blow dart and this quiver..." At this moment, Laman's brother Ledar, who was also walking around, ran out of the house with a The weapons that the man used to attack them just now, including the quiver.