It's getting dark!

Fang Xing appeared and came out more than 100 meters behind him!

He burped and looked around. Except for the fire in the direction of the camp, there was a dark place elsewhere.

There was also a big bird that took him as prey and flew away immediately after passing over his head.

"Don't mess with brother!"

Fang Xing slipped to the side, took a small shovel and began to dig.

It was just a layer of turf with more depth. Fang woke up and dug out the sniper rifle he had buried. At that time, if the searcher didn't hurry to chase after seeing his trace, I'm afraid the gun could not be kept.

The sniper rifle was unpacked in a box and carried on his back. Fang Xing quietly touched it in the direction of Xinghe fort. Of course, it was still circuitous. He feared that there would be an ambush by coalition forces within the straight line of both sides.

Even if it is not, there are many secret outposts of the Ming army. Don't send them without asking the password. Even if he is not clear, he is outside the Great Wall.

It was difficult to walk at night. Fang woke up and didn't dare to use a flashlight. He just groped forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Madder! Will you give me more starlight?"

Out of more than two miles, Fang woke up with a brand-new mountain bike, looked up at the sky and scolded.

But the stars are awesome tonight, but the grasslands are full of grass, and no one can tell where there are any pits.

So Fang Xing didn't dare to ride too fast to avoid falling in and breaking his neck.

The consequence of nervous tension is movement deformation, and the loss of physical strength and spirit is multiplied.

After less than five kilometers of hard riding, Fang woke up and began to turn and go straight towards xinghebao. Only the sound of breathing could almost spread for several miles on the silent grassland.

"No, no!"

Fang Xing threw his bike aside and sat on the grass panting.

Gradually, there seemed to be more noise in his breathing.

Fang Xing felt his back cold, and he rolled forward without hesitation.

A very ugly forward roll!

Behind him came the sound of human body jumping on the ground.

"Catch him!"

With a violent drink, Fang woke up and rolled on the ground. When he faced the sky, he already had a pistol in his hand.

He didn't want to make any noise, but he couldn't care at the moment!

"Bang bang!"

In the dark night, the shadow who just got up covered his chest and abdomen, staggered back a few steps, made a sound in his mouth, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Fang Xing got up and turned his body slowly for a week.

"Come out!"

Fang woke up and untied the automatic rifle on his back and said in Daming dialect.

"It's an assassin! Catch him and get a reward!"

In the shrill cry, there was the sound of horse hoofs around.

Fang Xing disappeared for a moment. When he came out again, he struggled to hold the key guy in his hand and said with a grim smile: "madder! You're on a par with me, right? Come on!"

More than ten lights were soon lit in the dark night, with torches and human shadows.

The horse probably stayed nearby for a long time. Once he got active, he couldn't help hissing and snorting.

Some of those shadows are sneezing and some are shouting with joy.

All around!

No more cracks!

The enemies around were very happy. They were not eager, but hurried their horses slowly.

ample reward!

Wuen gave a reward, took the assassin and promoted him to three levels!

In other words, in peacetime, it is not the credit of taking the lead in breaking the battle array or capturing the other party's important generals. It is an extravagant hope to be promoted to three levels!

The other party is alone, but how to share the credit?

In the dark night, in the negotiation, the square standing in the middle wakes up as if it were a lamb to be slaughtered!

When the three war horses come forward, it means that the enemy has finished the negotiation.

No, it's over!

And the stolen goods are naturally Fang Xing!

Fang Xing made a ha ha and tried to stabilize his things. The bomb box on his back made it difficult for him to move.

"A hundred and ten people are not enough for me to build a Beijing Temple!"

The three riders thought Fang woke up and was still fighting, but they didn't expect him to suddenly speak loudly and be stunned.

"Take him!"

Someone shouted in the dark, while the people on the side were ready to move and the encirclement continued.

And this is what Fang Xing hopes!

"I'm crazy about young people, holding yellow on the left, holding Cang on the right, wearing a brocade hat and mink fur, riding thousands of horses and rolling flat hills. In order to report, I follow the prefect, shoot tigers and see sun Lang..."

Fang Xing suddenly read Su Shi's poems in a loud voice, and then surrounded and went further.

"When the wine is drunk, the chest and courage are still open, and the temples are slightly frosted, why not..."

The distance is getting closer and closer. Fang Xing slowly turns in a circle, and some hoarse voice gradually turns into a roar.

"... in the festival clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent? He will draw a carved bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius..."

The hoarse voice echoed on the grassland, and the enemies around were approaching.

Fang Xing still recited the word calmly. Then he grinned and pulled the trigger.

"Da Da..."

No one has ever seen such a fire snake in the dark!

Yes, it's the fire snake!

The fire snake spits out and begins to rotate, like fireworks in hell.

The fire snake lit Fang Xing's face. In the light and dark, most of the enemies were beaten into mud before they could even scream.

With a click, the fire snake disappeared. Where Fang woke up and finally stood, more than ten enemies of the other party stared at him, and the torch in his hand was rattled by the night wind.

So much more?

Fang Xing took advantage of the other party's horror to untie the strap, then took out the pistol and opened fire without hesitation.

"Bang bang bang!"

When a magazine was finished, Fang woke up and regretted.

The only five people just wanted to escape, but they found that there was no movement here. One of them shouted, and then they stretched their bows and arrows

I'm finished!

Fang Xing is preparing to hide. He no longer taboo the escape of immortals. The sound of horses' hoofs came from the night on the left.

The five people were ecstatic and were about to cry out when arrows flew in the night.

As soon as he fell off his horse, the remaining four were stunned and then fought back.

But the other party can only vaguely see an outline in the dark.

The arrow failed!

Four riders launched an impact. They shouted and waved sabers.

Who is it?

Fang woke up in panic and began to change magazines. When he looked up again, he saw that there were only two enemy soldiers left.

The torches that fell on the ground were burning, reflecting the battle.

The reinforcements in the darkness seemed to emerge from the ground. He waved his long knife and the enemy fell on his horse when he crossed.

At this point, his action solidified.

This almost killed him.

The long knife came at once, and the target was his neck.

The man roared and fell off his horse.

When the long knife failed, the Harlem just wanted to bend over and wave the knife again, and the dark shadow suddenly bounced up.

After dodging the knife, the black shadow rushed over.

Fang Xing trotted over and picked up a torch on the road.

When he ran close, he couldn't help losing his voice and said, "old seven..."

Xin Laoqi was like a ferocious cheetah at the moment. He pressed his opponent and hit his opponent in the face with his right fist.

The enemy struggled frantically, and his legs bounced. He just touched Xin Laoqi's waist. Suddenly his action stopped.

“******”

The enemy took the opportunity to hold Xin Laoqi's neck with both hands, twist his body and turn over to press Xin Laoqi under his body.

Breathing was held in his chest. Xin Laoqi stared and felt his opponent's rapid breathing.

Just when the enemy thought he had no power to fight back, Xin Laoqi's body turned to the left and waved his right elbow.

At the same time, Fang woke up and kicked over the enemy.

The elbow was so cruel that half of the man's face collapsed and fell to the ground without response.

"Old seven!"

Fang Xing felt a long knife, chopped the man a few times, and then went to pick up Xin Laoqi.

"Your injury..."