The Supreme Spy

The moonlight is dim, and the bamboo forest is even more gloomy.

Qin Yang repeatedly kicked through several bamboos. With the rebounding force, he and Han Qingqing had already slid down diagonally, and went deep into the bamboo forest next to the steps.

"what!"

Han Qingqing let out a low muffled grunt. She didn't know if she was shot or hit, but she obviously suppressed herself and didn't let herself make a loud noise.

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

He naturally heard Han Qingqing's snorting, but it was obvious that he was obviously not paying attention to her at this time, and it would be impossible for Han Qingqing to check for Han Qingqing without getting rid of the gunmen outside.

Qin Yang saw the gunman in his hand pointing at the gunman inside. He was a bit grateful. Both himself and Han Qingqing were wearing dark clothes. If it were white, it would be very good even in this dark and dark bamboo forest. Eye-catching, and was shot by the opponent.

Qin Yang was unarmed, but he did not panic. His hands were inserted into the snow, and then he clenched silently, two snowballs the size of children's fists appeared in his hands.

He squeezed tightly again, the snowball became smaller and smaller, but it had become tough, like a hockey puck.

Qin Yang adjusted his posture silently, and then shook his left hand silently. The hard snowball in his left hand had already flown straight out, hitting a bamboo a few meters away, making a "bang". A crisp sound.

The tall and thin man suddenly turned his gun to the place where the sound was made. At the same time, Qin Yang rounded his hand in the dark and suddenly waved the ice ball on his right hand.

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

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the tall and thin man's hand was raised high as if it had been hit by a bullet, and the pistol he was holding suddenly flew out and fell directly into the bamboo forest nearby.

The tall and thin man snorted and looked down, only to find a **** pit on the back of his hand. The bones on the back of his hand were interrupted. There was severe pain, which made him breathe in cold air.

He didn't see exactly what hit him in the arm. It was definitely not a pistol, but he knew he had encountered a great guy.

He has also experienced life and death. As soon as the gun was released, he glanced at his hand, and he ran wildly under his feet without any hesitation.

When Qin Yang got out of the bamboo forest, the man had already rushed down the step ladder, rushed towards the bottom of the snow peak, almost rolled off the snow slope, and rolled towards the bottom. Obviously, he was ready to escape. Mountain top.

Qin Yang looked back at the bamboo forest behind him, his eyes showed hesitation for two minutes, and finally gritted his teeth, gave up the idea of ​​chasing this guy, turned around and returned to the bamboo forest.

He believed that as long as he chased him, he would be able to chase the opponent, but he might have to chase down to Xuefeng. The opponent fired so many shots just now and heard Han Qingqing's horrible grunt. He didn't know if it was shot. Going to chase the gunman by himself and delaying the treatment of Han Qingqing so that there was an accident, even if Qin Yang broke the gunman's body into pieces, it would not have any effect.

Qin Yang helped Han Qingqing up from the ground and asked eagerly, "Did you get shot?"

Han Qingqing's face was full of fear that could not be concealed. Has she ever encountered such a fearful and dangerous thing in her life?

She feels like she is all over

Soft, weak limbs, and fear grabbed her heart, making her feel like she couldn't breathe.

Qin Yang listened to her rapid breathing, reached out and held her hand, and softly comforted: "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 somewhat.

"I was not shot, because I was shaved by something just now."

When Qin Yang heard this, he let out a long sigh of relief: "Go outside and I'll check it for you."

"Ok."

Han Qingqing held Qin Yang's arm and walked outside the bamboo forest. Han Qingqing looked at Shiti Road with his eyes: "Where is that person?"

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

Han Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, and asked with lingering fear: "Why is he killing us?"

Qin Yang said apologetically: "This guy is cruel and merciless. He retreats immediately when the situation is wrong and doesn't stop. This guy should be a professionally trained assassin. I think maybe it was for me. about you."

"Killer!"

Han Qingqing was taken aback, looked at Qin Yang with shocked eyes, and said suspiciously, "Why did the killer come to kill you?"

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

Qin Yang helped Han Qingqing walk out of the bamboo forest, and let her sit down on the steps: "Where did it go?"

"Right leg, thigh."

Qin Yang lowered his head to check, Han Qingqing's trousers on the right side of the thigh had been scratched with a large opening, but fortunately there was no bleeding.

Qin Yang raised his head and smiled and said, "Fortunately, it should have scratched the bamboo pile in the bamboo forest during the sliding process. Your pants were all scratched, and probably the skin was also scratched, but fortunately, it was not scratched and there was no bleeding."

Han Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just hot and a little painful."

Qin Yang took out the phone from his pocket and turned on the flashlight mode. Under the light, Han Qingqing's tender thighs were swollen, obviously rubbing against the stump, nothing else.

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

Han Qingqing shook his head: "No more~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Qin Yang stood up and helped Han Qingqing to stand up: "Wait for me. "

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

Qin Yang picked up the pistol and looked at it. It turned out to be a highly simulated self-made pistol with a muffler stuck on it.

Qin Yang pulled out of the magazine and looked at it. There were still bullets in it. Qin Yang inserted the magazine again and closed the safety. Then he put the gun on his back and put down his clothes, completely invisible.

Han Qingqing watched Qin Yang expertly check the gun, skillfully put the magazine on, and skillfully pinned the gun to his back, his eyes suddenly surprised.

"Have you played with guns before?"

Qin Yang froze for a moment, knowing that the scene of checking the gun just now caused suspicion in Han Qingqing's eyes, he smiled casually and explained, "Didn't I have been abroad for a few years? Guns are restricted in China, but guns are not restricted abroad. , I have played with guns and shot a lot of bullets. The marksmanship is pretty good..."