Nomenclature of Night

More than a dozen homestays and inns are burning into the sky!

While the mountain breeze was blowing, the fire was still spreading farther away.

What was a good National Day trip has turned into a dangerous farce.

Even the sky was illuminated, like a sunset glow from the midnight curtain.

Countless tourists ran out of the inn for emergency escape, and then experienced shootings, all fled in disorder.

The last two gangsters hid in the crowd, while escorting Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen, they lowered their heads towards the parking lot.

When Timewalker is gone, you can tie it again, and when your companion is gone, you can look for it again.

At this time, as long as they drive away from Laojun Mountain, everything is still in time.

However, at this moment of fleeing, the gangster leader suddenly looked back.

He gazes through the chaotic crowd and is seeing a young man with a veiled face, who is also looking at himself through the crowd.

Around the boy are noisy and panic tourists, behind him is a monstrous fire.

But there is no such chaos in the other's eyes, only him.

The leader of the gangster palpitated and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

He knew that he was bitten, and the other party would never let him go if he didn't kill him tonight.

The leader recalled the scene where the sixth child was simply shot and killed just now, and felt a bit of icy cold inexplicably.

If it wasn't for a Hu Xiaoniu between him and the other party, I'm afraid it was him who died at that time.

"Fujiko, if we don't kill this kid today, we definitely won't be able to leave," the leader said, "Look at my wink when you enter the parking lot later."

As he said, the leader wearing a black windbreaker actually took out his gun, and Beng Beng hit the abdomen of Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen with the two shots, allowing each other to slowly fall to the ground.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Dongzi was surprised.

"That kid might know these two students, and see if they can help delay some time. Furthermore, if we want to ambush each other, we can't be dragged down," the leader left Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen, and went in In the parking lot.

There are hundreds of buses parked here, and those cars are a natural cover.

It's like a maze that obscures the line of sight.

Qing Chen came to Hu Xiaoniu silently, and when he confirmed that the other party was still breathing, he immediately took out Hu Xiaoniu's mobile phone and dialed 120.

There is a health clinic in the scenic area. The doctors and nurses probably have never seen gunshot wounds, but Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen were both shot in the gastrointestinal area, which is not a fatal point.

As long as the medical staff arrive in time, it should be no problem to hang one's life.

He said to Hu Xiaoniu who was lying on the ground: "I have called, and the ambulance crew will be there immediately. I am here to guard you, rest assured that it is not fatal and nothing will happen."

But Hu Xiaoniu suddenly struggled to get up and grabbed Qingchen's sleeves. His lips were pale and his voice trembled and said, "I know you are great, please help kill those two gangsters!"

Qing Chen glanced at the maze-like parking lot.

Before he could say anything, Hu Xiaoniu suddenly said: "You are from Liu Dezhu, right? Please help take revenge. Afterwards, I will pay Liu Dezhu double the gold bars as the last time! The two Kunlun heroes can't die in vain! Us!"

Qing Chen was silent for a long while, he didn't know what happened at that moment that made Hu Xiaoniu so excited, even if he didn't want his life, he hoped that he would help avenge him.

He whispered: "You lie here without moving and cover your wounds. Don't worry, they will die today."

After speaking, he glanced at the parking lot like a maze and walked in with his foot raised.

This is a very dangerous moment, because he knows very well that the gangster is waiting for him here.

Taking the maze as a battlefield, whoever enters the maze first has an absolute advantage: vision, terrain, and timing.

It seems that every combat element is very unfavorable to Qing Chen.

But Qing Chen didn't seem to take the gold bars to heart this time. He just wanted to kill people tonight.

He thought for a moment, but he climbed onto the roof of a bus with both hands and feet.

It was obviously a thin iron roof, but he stepped on it but made no sound.

As he moved to the other edge of the car roof, he was shocked to see a gangster standing in place below.

The opponent is like being in sticky glue, it is extremely difficult to raise the muzzle to ten centimeters too high.

Qing Chen suddenly looked to the other side.

There, a man in a sweater and hood was standing in the shadows, wearing a black mask.

The other party stretched out his arm and opened his palm to the gangster on the ground.

As if controlling a person's destiny with one hand.

Timewalker!

And it's still a legendary transcendent!

Qing Chen wondered, is this ability related to gravity?

The time-walker with a hood in the darkness tilted his head to the east: "This one was sold, and one of them left him and ran, and gave it to you."

It was a female voice coming from behind the mask.

Qing Chen was stunned for a moment, and he instantly understood:

The two gangsters hiding behind the car were supposed to attack themselves, but they were controlled by the time-travelers who did not know the origin.

Because the opponent's abilities were too weird, the gang leader left his own man and ran away.

Qing Chen looked at the opponent, who was about 176cm tall and slender and well-proportioned, but the opponent could not see clearly when he stood in the dark.

At first, he saw that the other party was tall, and the loose sweater was covering his figure, so Qing Chen subconsciously thought that the other party was a male.

But I didn't expect it to be a girl with a very young voice.

"What are you doing? After a while, people ran away," the mysterious girl said.

The engine roar was heard from a distance. Qing Chen saw that the commercial vehicle he had seen before had started. The gangster leader sat in the driver's seat and hit the accelerator pedal to the end, and drove towards the Panshan Highway outside the scenic spot.

Qing Chen didn't think much anymore, he jumped off the roof of the bus, took the gangster's pistol, and rushed.

The girl in the dark kept staring at Qing Chen to leave, and was stunned when she found Qing Chen's bare feet, whose feet were already full of blood.

But the boy didn't seem to feel the pain at all.

She slowly walked out of the shadows and stood beside the gangster, quietly looking down at the opponent and slowly kneeling to the concrete floor.

The next second, her always-open palm suddenly closed.

The gangster who was kneeling on the ground immediately screamed, and saw his legs pressed **** the road. This huge pressure made his knees make a sound of broken bones.

"This is to give you some punishment for the person who died tonight," the girl said softly, put her hands in the pockets of her sweater, and walked back into the shadows.

Only the gangster with broken knees and howling remained in the parking lot.

...

The black commercial vehicle was driving down the winding mountain road, because there were too many U-turns and the angle of the corners was too narrow, so that the gangsters could not speed up at all.

The gunshots kept coming from the back of the car, and the gangster was frightened. This boy has excellent marksmanship and can accurately hit the car body even in high-speed sports.

But the other party should have not expected that in order to cooperate with the Glock 34 pistol and silencer, he specially chose subsonic bullets to reduce the gun sound.

This kind of bullet has no advantages other than matching the silencer, and the effective range is even less than 20 meters after the silencer is installed.

Can only be used for super close-range assassination shooting!

At this moment, the gangsters were even a little grateful that they used subsonic bullets, otherwise they might be dead!

The gunfire gradually stopped, and the boy seemed to have finished shooting the bullets and could only throw away the gun in his hand.

But Qing Chen still did not stop.

In the rearview mirror, the gangster looked at the masked teenager on the highway, always like a lone wolf, biting behind him firmly, as if he was about to bite himself here alive.