Perhaps Johnson and his killers were still grateful for Bruce Boyev's decision to counterattack in their hearts, and even secretly excited about the honor and status they were about to obtain, and this honor and status began in Fu Tao's head.
But what they don’t know is that Boyev intends to use his entire assassin team from the Ghost Party in exchange for deals with Berne and Hebrew, and the premise of this deal is that his assassin team must win for him. The speaking position in the entire Boyev family.
The moment Bruce Boyev started contacting Byrne and the Hebrew and preparing to launch a counterattack against his father, Johnson had taken his seven killer brothers along the edge of the Lena River and followed Fu Taoliu. The traces below began to trace all the way.
"Hound dog, how about it? Are the traces left by this guy in the direction of'Satan's back garden'?"
In the end, Johnson couldn’t help asking his players. After all, in his heart, honor and status are important, but relative to his own life, they appear so slight. Therefore, in Johnson’s heart, he still hopes that Fu Tao Able to change the direction of travel, even if it is going downstream along the Lena River, as long as you don’t enter the "Satan’s Back Garden", everything seems much simpler, but this guy nicknamed the Hound will take him inside. The little expectation was completely extinguished.
This killer, nicknamed the Hound, calls him a Hound because he has a sharper nose than a Hound, and he can distinguish anything in the jungle that even animals may even ignore, and that is not in harmony with this jungle. Breath, and his tracking skills are unique and unmatched. It can be said that he is completely a living humanoid tracking radar.
I saw the hound rubbing up a small piece of soil on the ground, sending it to his sniff, and sniffing it slightly. Although the smell of sweat mixed in the soil was so slight that it could be ignored, it was revealed by the hound’s sense of smell. Incisively and vividly, he was even able to roughly judge this person's body shape and current physical condition through the smell of sweat in the mud.
Immediately after, he stuffed this small amount of mud into his mouth, and after tasting it carefully, he vomited aside fiercely, and said with joy:
"Johnson, rest assured, that's right, this kid is going upstream, and judging from the breath he left behind, this guy's physical strength has already begun to be overdrawn. Not surprisingly, we will be able to catch up with him after a day. !"
"One day?" When Johnson heard this time, his eyes widened involuntarily, and there was an incredible and surprised expression in his eyes. At the same time, his face was also full of worries, as if this day The time is likely to determine the fate of all of them.
"Johnson!" Seeing Johnson's sluggish face, the hound seemed to be worried in his eyes, and asked directly: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, Hound, I'm just a little worried..."
"Worry?" When the hound heard these two words, a flash of surprise flashed on his face. Not only him, but the other six assassins were shocked involuntarily, as if finally awakened from madness and excitement. come.
But even their worries were replaced by the confidence of the hounds, and he patted his chest lightly and said:
"Johnson, are you worried about him entering the'Satan's back garden'? It's okay, don't worry, my hounds don't rely on their eyes to recognize the way."
While talking, the hound pointed slightly to his nose and said, "I rely on this place. Don’t forget, what the eyes see is not necessarily true. My nose can be ten kilometers away and follow the sea breeze. Direction, smell the smell of the soil on the beach, so it’s definitely not a problem to get out of this Satan’s back garden."
When the hound's words came out, the worried expressions on everyone's faces melted like ice cubes, and Johnson looked at everyone's faces and couldn't pour cold water anymore, but his heart was not optimistic, he just raised it slightly. Hand, motioned to continue chasing.
At this moment, Fu Tao, who was walking in front of them, a full day away from these killers, had not eaten all day and night. He squatted on the edge of the Lena River and applied the biting ice water of the Nalena River to his face. , The cold river water stabbed his face like steel needles.
When the mud and sweat on Fu Tao's face were washed away by the river water, there were tiny wounds on his fair skin, like being cut by a sharp blade, and the bright red flesh was set against the river water. , Like a grin of death grinning.
Fu Tao looked at his reflection in the river and shook his head helplessly. Although he was once a member of the Dragon Scale Guard and is considered a soldier in service, he has never received any formal military training, especially in the jungle. His survival and marching skills are even more ignorant.
Therefore, every step he took in the jungle was extremely difficult, as if he was carrying a load of tens of kilograms on his back. Every step into the sludge requires great effort to sink the whole into the sludge and rotten leaves. With his feet pulled out, physical exertion is not at all a recovery of energy.
"call···········"
Fu Tao exhaled a foul breath, and the whole person was like a puddle of mud falling down by the river. At this moment, he just wanted to give up and give up the idea of escaping like a dog in the family. If he could choose, he would rather be arrogant. In death, he was unwilling to struggle like a dying wild dog.
Thinking of this, Fu Tao's lead-filled body suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, but at this moment, a scene appeared in his mind, and in this scene, it was that which was displayed on the monitor. The tragic death of Ouyang Hui in front of him.
When this scene appeared, Fu Tao almost gave up the idea of running away, as if he was instantly swallowed by the fire of a prairie prairie fire, his back was like a steel needle pierced by a steel needle, and he bounced off the ground instantly. When he got up, his whole body was immediately enveloped by a thick killing intent, as if he was possessed by a killing god, and the raging anger in his eyes seemed to turn his whole person into a ball of flame.
"brute············"
These two words came out of Fu Tao's mouth like steel nails. The muscles on his face trembled as if an electric current passed through them instantly. Those fists clenched tightly involuntarily and issued a'chuck'. The sound of bones rubbing.
Although little Boyev had been killed by his own hands, the hatred brought by Ouyang Hui’s death to Fu Tao was endless, like an endless fire of darkness, and at this moment another thought appeared in his mind again. The figure of a person, this person is Wu Qingqing who died in his arms five years ago...
"quack············"
It was the sound produced by Fu Tao's teeth rubbing, and in his gums, a trace of blood was squeezed from the upper and lower teeth, and it began to overflow like a blood snake, as if the murderous anger had completely broken through him. The body overflowed from the body.
"Woohoo..."
Hearing only a whistling sound that broke through the air, where Fu Tao was just standing, the surrounding vegetation and leaves trembled, as if he had been intimidated, but in a blink of an eye, Fu Tao's figure had already left, and the direction he was running. , Turned out to be the direction he had just arrived.
On the ground where the sludge and dead leaves were piled up, there was another footprint in the opposite direction. He turned his head on his own initiative to look for the killer of the Nether Party who had been following his trail, as if at this moment, Fu Tao's inner anger can only be washed away with the blood of the enemy.
Although it was only half a day away, every step Fu Tao made became more and more difficult. When his right foot stepped into the mud again, he suddenly realized that he didn't even have the strength to pull his foot out.
But when Fu Tao’s spirit and body reached the edge of fatigue, and even collapsed with jealousy, the warrior’s instinct made him feel a murderous intent like a beast locked himself, as if a steel knife had been placed on him. On the neck, as long as the enemy exerts a little force, his life will be instantly harvested.
Sure enough, Fu Tao instantly felt a gust of yin wind like a machete, slashing towards the back of his neck, as if he was going to cut off his entire head. Fu Tao's heart instantly tightened, and the muscles of his whole body suddenly Tight.
"From..."
Hearing Fu Tao's violent drink, his right foot that was deeply plunged into the quagmire seemed to be pulled up instantly by Lu Zhishen who was pulled out of a willow. The sludge that was tightly sucking the surface of his feet seemed to be ten thousand fine threads The roots were normal, and at the moment he pulled out his feet, he directly picked up all the sludge and mud around the quagmire.
"Cuckoo..."
It was the sound made by the sludge under the feet at the moment when the feet were pulled out, but when Fu Tao heard this sound, he was taken aback. Because of the muddy adsorption force, the speed at which Fu Tao could get out of his feet was instantaneous. Stagnation, the moment when it was supposed to turn back lightly, unexpectedly stagnated, even unable to control his body shape, and began to fall back.
At that moment, Fu Tao seemed to be able to clearly feel the breath of death, because the breath of death seemed to cling to his back.
"Swish..."
He only heard the whistling sound coming closer and closer, Fu Tao could basically be sure that the thing that hit the back of his neck was a bullet. At the speed of a bullet, at the moment he was about to turn back, if Without the obstruction of the mud under his feet, he might be able to escape by chance, but because of the adsorption of the mud under his feet, it was destined that Fu Tao's leaning body was almost unable to escape the deadly death bullet.