The windows of the hut were all made of paper, so when the needle came in, there was actually very little movement. If Song Ye hadn't been on guard, he would have been hit long ago.
In the darkness, Song Ye saw a row of silver needles nailed to the bed board, with a blue light shining on them. Her face turned cold, and she quickly got out of bed and chased him out. When she stepped out of the room, she subconsciously glanced next door. There was no movement in Qin Zhan's room, and she didn't know if she didn't notice it.
But after a second of hesitation, she turned around and chased the killer. Privately, she didn't want Qin Zhan to know that she was dealing with the Leng family.
Chasing all the way from the medicine village to the back mountain, Song Ye looked like a ghost in the invisible mountain forest, staring closely at the figure moving quickly in front of him.
Both sides were moving very fast, and Song Ye vaguely felt that the killer in front of him didn't seem to be fighting him, but rather seemed to be leading him somewhere.
However, the opponent was not as fast as Song Ye after all. When walking through the bamboo forest, Song Ye aimed at the opportunity, violently broke the bamboo, and then threw it out with inertia, hitting the opponent's back at once.
"Well..." The other party groaned, and the whole person was thrown a meter away by the force. As soon as he could stand still, his eyes blurred, and then his neck felt cold, and something gurgled out of his throat, tingling. The smell hit his face, and it wasn't until the last second of his consciousness that he realized that the blood dripping down his face was his own.
Song Ye held the dagger in his palm. The edge of the knife glowed coldly under the moonlight, leaving only a faint trace of blood.
She already knew the dead men of the Leng family and no longer bothered to extract confessions.
After standing there for a while, she didn't notice any sign of strangers around her. Then the night wind blew in, and there was faint movement not far away.
She frowned, followed the sound, and found someone fighting three hundred meters away. A dozen men in black surrounded one person, but they still couldn't gain the upper hand. There were about ten corpses lying on the ground, which was exactly the number of ten rounds of bullets.
Song Ye raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he saw Qin Zhan show his strength, and he had no intention of going to help.
The man's skills were just like his face, cold and ruthless. Every move was a real killing move. Although it didn't look fancy, it was full of explosive power. He was fighting in a melee among more than a dozen killers, and he didn't look inferior at all.
At first, these killers were hesitant and did not use the silver needles. Later, when they saw that there were too many casualties, some of them couldn't help but took out their equipment and fired towards Qin Zhan.
It would be easy to deal with one person's silver needles, but under the siege of more than a dozen people, these poisonous needles would be difficult to guard against.
Song Ye frowned, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he rushed out. While the killers were concentrating on besieging Qin Zhan, he separated the throats of three people as soon as he stepped up.
Before those people had time to react, their bodies had already straightened up and fell down. The gap in the middle allowed Qin Zhan to see the chance of survival. He rushed over and grabbed Song Ye's hand, "Let's go quickly."
Song Ye was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, he was already dragged a long distance away. He was about to ask Qin Zhan why he didn't work together to deal with them. When he turned around, he saw that the number of killers pouring out from all directions was still increasing. .
Damn it, this is simply an army of killers.
Just now, Song Ye was busy admiring Qin Zhan's kung fu and ignored the surroundings. It seemed that the Leng family had spent a lot of money to kill her this time.
The so-called hero does not suffer the immediate consequences, which attracts all the killers. Qin Zhan and Song Ye have a tacit understanding to lead people into the mountains. They are all good at hiding in the jungle. When the enemy is outnumbered, the more complex the terrain, the more advantageous it is for them.
"The troops are divided into two groups, there are too many people." On the way, Song Ye made a suggestion to Qin Zhan, but was rejected by the other party.
"Let's go together." Qin Zhan couldn't help but say, tightening his grip on her arm a little harder, his deep eyes especially firm in the darkness.
Song Ye pursed his lips, his heart touched by these three words. She knew that the killer's target was her, and Qin Zhan did this just to protect her.
Protect.
She had fought through many nights of gunfire and bullets on her own. Even if no one helped her, she still gritted her teeth and fought through with blood. Since her rebirth, she has always been at the forefront leading her brothers, acting as a protector. That's because she is the strongest person in the group.
It is difficult to meet someone stronger than her in the world, and now this person wants to protect her. This feeling that she has never felt before is very subtle, like a fire is placed in the heart, and the flames are spreading and burning. A warm light.
Unfortunately, most of this jungle is flat terrain, and the trees are too sparse, which is not suitable for hiding and fighting back. At this time, when the moon is in the sky, the forest is getting brighter and brighter.
Qin Zhan and Song Ye's expressions became more and more serious. Just when they were struggling with no countermeasures, Song Ye only felt that her feet were empty, and her whole body suddenly fell. Qin Zhan subconsciously pulled her, and after taking a step forward, Song Ye also stepped forward.
The two held hands and fell straight into the darkness. Song Ye was scratched in many places on his body. Just as he was about to hide in the space to avoid being thrown to death later, a pair of big hands suddenly protected his head and back. She was tightly trapped in the man's generous chest.
With Qin Zhan acting as a human shield, Song Ye's impact was much lessened, but at the same time, he was unable to use his space. For a moment, he had to grit his teeth to protect Qin Zhan's head, hugged each other, and rolled for an unknown distance. .
With a bang, Song Ye fell heavily to the ground, and Qin Zhan was still used as a meat pad underneath.
"Are you okay?" Song Ye climbed up with pain all over his body and reached out to grab Qin Zhan's arm, but accidentally touched a wet liquid in his hand. She was stunned, "Where are you injured?"
It took a long time before she heard Qin Zhan's voice, cold and dark, "It's okay."
He was in so much pain that he couldn't reply for a long time, and he said it was a trivial matter. Song Ye couldn't help but be speechless, and he was somewhat moved in his heart. This sworn brother was really not in vain. This eldest brother has done his duty.
In order to see his injuries clearly, Song Ye took out a lighter from the space.
With a snap, a small flame ignited in the darkness, illuminating the dark walls on all four sides of the cave and the bruised man in front of him.
Song Ye lit a pile of dead grass on the ground to maintain the light, and then turned to check Qin Zhan's injuries.
His right hand was fractured and there was a big wound on his back. There was also a wound on his back that was bleeding. The injury was serious.
Song Ye moved his fingers, feeling a little embarrassed.
Her space is fully stocked with medicine and gauze for injuries. If she takes it out rashly, the secret of her own power will be immediately exposed. But Qin Zhan was injured because of him. It would be too shameless to hide it secretly at this time.