"Fuck, we were fooled. It turned out to be a hare!"
A few miles away, the exasperated voice of the black-clothed man came.
"Chase, he must have run in the opposite direction. Chase to the west."
The hoarse voice of the black-clothed man contained monstrous anger, like a powder keg that would ignite at any time.
"Yamada-kun, is it a virgin forest ahead? Shall we chase him in? "
More than ten minutes later, the female black-clothed man hesitantly asked the leading black-clothed man. She was obviously a little timid.
The black-clothed man called Yamada gritted his teeth and said, "Yamada-kun, you stay and contact the captain. I will go in with Hanako."
"Yes!"
Although the female black-clothed man was afraid, she did not hesitate to bow and agree with Wakabayashi, which showed the strict discipline of their organization.
Wakabayashi watched his two teammates chase him in, and immediately took out the satellite phone to report to the captain. After hanging up the phone with a few "Yes", his figure suddenly twisted. He just showed horror on his face and disappeared silently in the darkness.
Under the moonlight, a graceful black figure appeared, with a pair of bright star-like eyes with a slight smile. She whispered, "This guy is quite interesting, but he is a little weak."
Ding Ning, who was healing himself on a big tree in the forest, seemed to have returned to his home field. The wound on his back had stopped bleeding. He took out a Swiss army knife from his waist and sharpened the branches he collected.
A pair of dexterous hands were like magic, and soon he made a wooden bow and several wooden arrows.
After a careful look, Ding Ning shook his head with some dissatisfaction, "I can only add some ingredients to make do."
He painfully took out a small bottle from his pocket, squeezed out a few drops of liquid, and smeared it on the arrows.
If Xiao Nuo was here, she would definitely recognize that the bottle contained the venom of the Ophiophagus King Cobra.
Outside the forest, black shadows appeared one after another. They were all black-clothed men wearing masks, but their standing positions were clearly distinguished. It seemed that the relationship between them was not friendly, and there were some faint hostility.
If you looked carefully, you could find that the black-clothed man on one side had patterns on his mask, while the other side was bald.
The number of people on both sides was roughly equal. One side had seven people, and the other side had eight people. Most of them wore black iron masks, and only the two leaders wore bronze masks.
"The dignified Ghost King Team can't even catch a little doctor. Yamade-kun, you are really a failure."
The bronze-patterned black-clothed man sneered sinisterly.
Onitsuka called Wakabayashi but could not get through. He was already in a bad mood, so he became even more annoyed when he heard Wakabayashi's words. His voice was cold.
"Fuck, Watanabe Nomura, you are too presumptuous. Do you know that you will expose our organization if you rashly enter the military area of China to kill people?"
"Tsk, how could the incompetent Chinese discover my tracks? Even if I killed someone, they wouldn't know who did it."
Watanabe Nomura said with disapproval.
"I will report the truth to my lord. If you didn't act rashly and ruin our plan, we wouldn't have failed."
Onitsuka suppressed the impulse to kill Watanabe Nomura and said angrily.
"Milord? Hahaha, after losing something belonging to the organization, do you think that your Lord can still sit on the position of the Asia Region's supervisor? I think your lord will soon pack up and leave. At that time, the Asian region will be our lord's territory. "
Watanabe Nomura burst out laughing wildly.
Onitsuka trembled with anger and scolded angrily, "Fuck, Yamamoto Nomura, how dare you disrespect our lord. You are so shameless. You deliberately killed Monkey so that our lord can't find the thing and will be punished by the organization, so that Yamamoto Takeo, whom you are loyal to, will be promoted, right?"
With an innocent look, Watanabe Nomura spread out his hands and said with an arrogant smile, "Onitsuka kun, don't make it sound so bad. I just killed someone by accident. I am kind enough to help you, hahaha!"
"Humph, don't be too proud. Don't forget that Yamamoto Takeo is only a deputy supervisor now, and our lord is the supervisor of the Asia Region. Even if he will be punished by the organization, you can't offend him. This time you acted without authorization. I will report it to our lord truthfully. You will be punished."
Onitsuka suppressed his anger and said in a gloomy tone.
Watanabe Nomura seemed to think of the terrible punishment, and his body trembled. But then he said firmly, "I am working for Yamamoto Takeo, and he will not sit back and do nothing."
Onitsuka looked at him with pity and couldn't help sneering,
"Sometimes standing on the wrong side will kill you. You know better than me what kind of person Yamamoto Takeo is. Someone has to stand up and take responsibility for this matter. You'd better pray that you won't be the one to take the blame."
Watanabe Nomura was obviously frightened by Onitsuka. He murmured unwillingly, "No, no. Yamamoto Takeo said that as long as he becomes the supervisor of the Asia Region, I can be promoted to a member of the Silver Reserve Team." "Dream on.
How stupid you are to believe such a lie? If your ability level is not high enough, even the headquarters of the organization has no right to promote you. What's more, he is just an official member of the Silver Reserve Team. How can he have this right? This is an iron law. The organization respects strength. No matter how many contributions he has made, he can only enjoy the priority of evolution rights over the people of the same level. Besides, don't forget the identity of our lord. The Yamamoto family wants to fight with our lord. They are just ambitious but have no strength. The final victory must belong to our lord. "
Onitsuka was deeply worried about his IQ. He didn't know how he got to the bronze level.
Watanabe Nomura was dumbfounded. Thinking of the terrible family background of the supervisor, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat. He bowed deeply and said in panic and sincerity, "Onitsuka, help me. What should I do?"
"What you can do now is to cooperate with us to catch the doctor and ask him where Monkey hid the things. Otherwise, no one can save you."
When Onitsuka spoke, he raised his chin intentionally or unintentionally and looked behind Watanabe Nomura.
A fierce light flashed in Watanabe Nomura's eyes, and he nodded slightly. He knew that among the people he brought, there must be Yamamoto Takeo's spies. Now he must kill them.
Although he would be scolded for losing a team, it was just a scolding, not a punishment.
Since he suddenly came to his senses and wanted to abandon darkness for light, he must show something. Killing Yamamoto Takeo's trusted team could be regarded as a sign of allegiance.
His figure suddenly shot backward like lightning, and the samurai long sword at his waist was suddenly unsheathed. As the sword light flickered, three heads had fallen to the ground.
The remaining four people were not fools. When Watanabe Nomura had the intention of surrendering, they were ready to escape.
Seeing Watanabe Nomura kill people violently, they rushed to the virgin forest in a flash. They knew that they could not escape under the pursuit of two bronze-level strongmen. Only by escaping into the forest might they have a chance of survival.
Onitsuka waved his hand and said, "Chase after them. Don't let any of them go."
Watanabe Nomura was eager to kill them, so he naturally took the lead. After receiving the order, the Ghost King team rushed into the forest without hesitation.
Onitsuka stood quietly in place for a moment, and then slowly walked into the forest.
A moment later, Onitsuka suddenly appeared in place again, looked around in surprise and doubt, and muttered softly, "Did I feel wrong? It's strange. Where did Wakabayashi go? Did he also go in? "
After Onitsuka entered the forest again, a vague and graceful figure suddenly appeared from the darkness and whispered to himself,
"He deserves to be the captain of the Ghost King team. He can faintly detect my existence as a bronze-level superpower. He should have the superpower of intuition. I really look forward to what abilities those so-called gold-level superpowers have!"
A breeze blew, and the vague figure swayed gently with the wind, as if it had merged into the darkness, and disappeared in place.
At this time, Ding Ning had come to the place where he killed the Ophiophagus King Cobra that day. The snake's body had already been eaten up by wild beasts, leaving only some broken scales and a white thread-like object.
Ding Ning looked at the white thread-like object, but his eyes shone and his face showed ecstasy. He was in a hurry that day, so he didn't look at it carefully and almost missed the best thing.
Today, he came here again after being chased. It seemed that it was God's will. This snake tendon was destined to belong to him.
It was said that only the snake king who had signs of transforming into a flood dragon would have snake tendon. For ordinary people, this thing was useless, but for hunters, it was the best material for making bowstrings.
This made him pleasantly surprised and scared at the same time. Fortunately, the snake king only stared at Xiao Nuo that day, so he could kill it easily by sneak-attacking it. Otherwise, it would be difficult to kill this guy without paying a huge price.
As for whether the snake king could really transform into a flood dragon, he was not clear, but since it was recorded in the ancient books, it should not be groundless.
Even if the snake king had snake tendon and had the qualification to transform into a flood dragon, it was impossible to transform into a flood dragon without a thousand years.
But this was enough to show that nature nurtured too many mysteries, and there were countless things that could not be explained by science, which made Ding Ning feel awe.
He quickly picked up the snake tendon and tied it to the wooden bow as a bowstring. What made him depressed was that the snake tendon was more than three meters long, and it could not even be used to make a bowstring of half a meter.
Moreover, the snake tendon was extremely tough and could not be easily cut off. In ancient times, hunters soaked it in special potions and spent a lot of time to slowly corrode it to break it off.
Even if modern technology was developed, it could not be broken without a few days of grinding with an electric grinding wheel, let alone he who only had a military knife.
In an emergency, Ding Ning could only tie the snake tendon, which was too long, around his waist and connect it to the bowstring of the wooden bow.
After trying to pull the bow, Ding Ning secretly felt ashamed. The snake tendon was terrifyingly tough, and it also required extremely high strength. It was not something that ordinary people could pull.
He had tempered his body since he was a child, and his arms had the strength of nearly 500 kilograms, but this simple wooden bow could not be pulled to the full.
Fortunately, when he made the bow and arrow, he had practiced for a while according to the stone man's Qi circulation route and completed a small cycle. Half of his True Qi had been recovered, and when he pulled the bow, he could still pull the bow to the full.
With the bow and arrow, Ding Ning also had some confidence in his heart. He ran forward quickly according to his memory, found the stream, and walked upstream in the stream.
God knew what kind of tracking method these Japanese devils had. Walking along the stream could eliminate his smell. Even if they led a big wolf dog here, they might not be able to find him.
He also wanted to shake his body and kill all the enemies, and the shame of being chased with blood. But he finally did not act impulsively, and wisely chose to buy time to recover his True Qi and physical strength.
The number of enemies was unknown, and their strength was unknown. Rashly fighting with them could only bring about his own death. As an excellent hunter, he must have enough patience to adjust himself to the best state, so that he could defeat them one by one and change the roles of hunter and prey.
The stream was not deep, only reaching Ding Ning's thigh, but there were some big fish swimming in the stream, which made Ding Ning very happy. His stomach had been growling with hunger for a long time.
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