While observing his chest with his perspective eyes, Jiang Minghao once again ran his energy through his chest, feeling the tingling pain. He must confirm and find the symptoms, otherwise such maladies, for the martial artist, may not only affect him. The realm of cultivation is even very likely to be overwhelmed because of a step difference, and life and death will be destroyed.
But when Jiang Minghao continued to look through his perspective, intending to check the condition of his heart and look for symptoms, he discovered that there was a fingernail-sized crystal just two centimeters between the heart and the bullet. It was tightly attached to the surface of his heart, and it was this crystal that blocked the deadly shot of the scorpion tail.
Looking at this familiar crystal, Jiang Minghao immediately thought of Natasha trapped in the crystal, and then looked at several gunshot wounds all over his body. Although there was only a bullet in the chest, the others were all penetrating injuries. At this moment, Jiang Minghao could clearly see the new flesh growing out of the wound on his body, and he finally couldn't help muttering to himself:
"Is it all true, am I not dreaming?"
"Hey, Saber, what's real and fake? What's dreaming? Your kid is stunned, right? You haven't told me, how can you be my unique mastery, the wind blowing willow? That's my dragon country in Canada. Master Yi taught me."
"Huh?" Jiang Minghao heard Hawkeye's questioning, and then completely recovered his thoughts. While looking at Hawkeye's surprised expression, he asked suspiciously: "What is the wind blowing in the willows? You said that I was just now. The body technique that flashes behind you?"
"Pretend, then pretend," Eagle Eye looked at Jiang Minghao with an unfamiliar expression, thinking that Jiang Minghao was afraid that he would be climbing relatives with him and knowing brothers, so he deliberately said so, so he affirmed:
"Yes, it's the elusive body style like the erratic willow leaves that rise with the wind! Don't worry, although we go out of the same school, I will never grab the title of brother with you, so... ······"
"No, I just saw you do it twice, it will happen for no reason."
Jiang Minghao interrupted Hawkeye's words with an innocent look, and when Hawkeye heard Jiang Minghao's words, his mouth that was chattering like a Gatling gun immediately closed and opened his mouth into an ah, looking surprised. Jiang Minghao, with an innocent look in front of him, said like a child who stutters:
"No...no? I have studied for five...5 years, you...you read it twice... on·······"
"Five years? Your kid had been kicked in the head by a donkey, right? So stupid? Just five years of studying?" Jiang Minghao asked rhetorically.
"Heaven! Earth! Jiang Minghao, you bastard, you are not paying for your life!" Hawkeye stared at Jiang Minghao fiercely:
"You bull, I take it, from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, let's go!"
Jiang Minghao ignored him and took out the oil paint from the Hawkeye tactical backpack and painted it on his face. With this oil paint, he no longer needs to put the mud all over his face, but Jiang Ming Hao still left a trace of doubt in his heart.
He never believes in any talents, and he does not believe that he will be more intelligent than anyone else, especially in martial arts practice. There is no shortcut to the south, but he is more solid and hardworking. Therefore, Jiang Minghao believes that he can Through two careful observations, you can learn how others can "bring the willows in the wind in five years", which must be related to this unique pair of perspective eyes.
'Does my eyes not only have the ability to see through? Still have the function of memory and copy? '
Thinking of this, Jiang Minghao couldn’t help but feel cold on his back. He finally understood why Zhao Hao would be so generous, gifting himself the precious Donghai Shaya Night Pearl, and even allowing himself to stand up again. It turns out that all of this is because This pair of my own magical eyes, and besides having the functions of perspective and memory copying, what specific abilities do these eyes have? This makes Jiang Minghao even more puzzled.
But behind this doubt, there are more worries. Until this moment, Jiang Minghao finally understands why his grandfather reminded himself not to tell anyone that he has the ability to see through, and he has been training himself desperately, because these eyes may give up at any time. He has brought a murderous disaster, and only with enough self-protection ability can he keep these eyes and protect the brothers and relatives around him.
Thinking of this, Jiang Minghao's heart suddenly became extremely heavy, as if the kind of ordinary family affection, perfect love, and the happy life that everyone could get that he had prayed for. At this moment, he is farther and farther away from him. These ideal expectations are just out of reach, so now, these expectations have truly become extravagant expectations.
"call········"
Jiang Minghao couldn't help but exhaled a deep breath, turned and walked towards the corpses of Instructor Zheng and Li Yulong, and said, "Hawkeye, borrow your engineer's shovel to use it!"
As Jiang Minghao said, he had already picked up the engineer shovel that was attached to the tactical backpack, and started digging frantically under a big tree. Obviously, he was planning to bury Instructor Zheng and Li Yulong here.
"Cut!" Seeing that Jiang Minghao didn't wait for his own answer, Hawkeye directly picked up the engineer's shovel. Obviously he was just a polite way of doing things, so he said disdainfully:
"You're called borrowing, is it robbing? It's like you grabbing my bullet-free case..."
When Hawkeye said this, he suddenly stopped, because he realized that Jiang Minghao's eyes were staring at him as blood-red as a devil. He wanted to vent the angry Hawkeye that Jiang Minghao had taken away from the sniper rifle. Suddenly, he felt inexplicable Frightened, he immediately changed his words:
"No, I mean, we are brothers, you're welcome, isn't mine yours? You can use it whatever you want, it doesn't matter, these things are not worth the money."
"Come and help!" Jiang Minghao's blood-red eyes suddenly rolled, and two crystal teardrops rolled down like pearls. At this moment, he finally couldn't restrain the pain in his heart.
Imagine an instructor Zheng who would rather pull the trigger to end his own life in order not to drag his own brother, but at this moment has to be buried here hastily. How can this not make Jiang Minghao heartache and blame himself
It is said that the general died in a hundred battles, and the shroud of horse leather is still there. But now, Li Yulong, the two indomitable soldiers of the Dragon Kingdom, who is instructed by Zheng, can only be buried helplessly in the vast jungle, enduring the coldness of the jungle. The gnawing of wild beasts, insects and ants, and whenever Jiang Minghao thinks of this scene, it is as if there are thousands of ants and wild animals gnawing in his heart, how can he be able to bear it
"Well, good, I'll help you!" Finally, Yingyan nodded fiercely, and came to help Jiang Minghao.
Jiang Minghao handed the engineer's spade in his hand to Eagle Eye, and he used his hands to plan desperately on the ground. The soil and branches were like steel needles, inserted through his nails for just a few minutes. , Jiang Minghao's ten fingers were immediately bloody.
The blood followed Jiang Minghao's fingers and traversed bloodstains in the muddy deep pit. The eagle eye on the side saw his heart palpitations, but after the palpitations, he felt that he could feel the pain and unwillingness in Jiang Minghao's heart.
Hawkeye, who had originally planned to persuade, only opened his mouth slightly in the end, and did not say what he had persuaded. He just waved the engineering spade in his hand desperately to dig the graves for Instructor Zheng and Li Yulong as soon as possible.
After Jiang Minghao buried instructor Zheng and Li Yulong, Jiang Minghao didn’t even leave the most basic tomb bag. It was even said to be a tombstone. He made a meticulous camouflage on the built tomb. It seemed that he didn’t want people to discover it. Their graves.
"Saber, why are you..."
Eagle Eye looked at Jiang Minghao who was kneeling on the ground after doing all this, and asked in confusion, but Jiang Minghao seemed to know what Eagle Eye meant and immediately replied:
"You are a mercenary, don't you know?"
When Hawkeye heard the words mercenary, his face was momentarily taken aback, and he denied: "I am a killer! No, I am the ace sniper of the Joint Task Force, the apprentice of the Thousand Faces Fox, Hawkeye. !"
"Okay!" Jiang Minghao knocked three heads heavily at the current position of Instructor Zheng and Li Yulong, stood up abruptly and said: "Then you and I, let this group of immoral and bottomless bastard mercenaries stay forever. In this jungle!"
At this time, the violent killing aura on Jiang Minghao's body once again rekindled like ashes of death. Through his eyes, he stared in the direction where the Arctic fox disappeared. The two brilliant lights shot from his eyes, like two sensitive eyes. The hunting dog is like, tracking away in the direction of the arctic fox.
"What's the matter? The Arctic fox is here?" Hawkeye saw Jiang Minghao's vigilant eyes, and immediately pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet, and pointed it vigilantly in the direction Jiang Minghao was looking.
"No!" Jiang Minghao replied coldly, "A sniper without a sniper rifle is equivalent to a night cat without teeth but only claws. He will not come for the time being!"
"There!" Jiang Minghao pointed to where the Arctic Fox had discarded his Barrett sniper rifle and said: "The Arctic Fox threw his sniper rifle there, so he won't come over for the time being!"
After Jiang Minghao finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the two tombs that barely showed a trace, saying:
"But they will definitely look for the instructors and their graves, and use their remains as bait to lure me out, so I must not let them have this opportunity, of course, I will make them regret having this idea!"
As Jiang Minghao said, his fists could not help being clenched tightly, and the sound of rubbing between the knuckles was like a beat of a war drum, heralding the coming brutal war.
Hawkeye looked at Jiang Minghao with a confident look, as if at that moment, the Long Kingdom soldier in front of him was possessed by the god of war, making him involuntarily give his thumbs up.