Chapter 273 Have You Played with Guns Before?

The moonlight was dim, and the bamboo forest was even darker.

Qin Yang kicked several bamboos in succession, and with the strength of the rebound, he and Han Qingqing immediately slanted down and went deep into the bamboo forest next to the steps.

"ah!"

Han Qingqing let out a low muffled groan. She didn't know if she was shot or hit somewhere, but she obviously suppressed herself and didn't let herself make a loud noise.

Qin Yang took a few breaths, let go of Han Qingqing in his arms, and said softly, "Lie down and don't move!"

He naturally heard Han Qingqing's muffled groans, but it was obvious that he couldn't care about her at this time, and it was impossible to check for Han Qingqing if he didn't deal with the gunmen outside.

Qin Yang saw the gunman outside pointing at the gunman inside, he was a little thankful that he and Han Qingqing were both wearing dark clothes, if it was white, it would be incomparable even in this dark and dark bamboo forest Eye-catching, thus being shot by the opponent.

Qin Yang was unarmed, but he didn't panic. He inserted his hands into the snow and clenched them silently, and two snowballs the size of a child's fist appeared in his hands.

He clenched it tightly again, and the snowball became a little smaller, but it had already become hard, like a hockey puck.

Qin Yang adjusted his posture silently, then shook his left hand silently, the hard snowball in his left hand flew straight out, hit a bamboo several meters away, and made a "bang" A crisp sound.

The tall and thin man suddenly turned his gun and pointed it at the place where the sound came from. At the same time, Qin Yang in the darkness swung his hand round and swung the ice puck in his right hand abruptly.

The ice puck flew out through the air, extremely fast, and with a strong sound of breaking wind, it accurately hit the back of the right hand of the tall and thin man holding the gun.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the tall and thin man raised his hand as if he had been hit by a bullet, and the pistol in his hand flew out suddenly, and fell directly into the bamboo forest next to him.

The tall and thin man snorted and looked down, only to find a bloody puddle on the back of his hand. The bones on the back of his hand were all broken. The severe pain made him gasp.

He didn't see clearly what hit his arm, it was definitely not a pistol, but he knew that he had met a powerful guy.

He has also experienced life and death. As soon as he let go of the gun, he glanced at his hand, and he was already running wildly under his feet without the slightest hesitation.

When Qin Yang came out from the bamboo forest, the man had already rushed down the steps, rushed down the snow peak, jumped down the snow slope almost rolling and crawling, and rolled down towards the bottom. Obviously, he was ready to escape mountain top.

Qin Yang glanced back at the bamboo forest behind him, his eyes showed some hesitation, finally he gritted his teeth, gave up the idea of ​​chasing this guy, turned around and returned to the bamboo forest.

He believed that as long as he chased him, he would be able to catch up with him, but he was afraid that he would have to go to the bottom of Xuefeng. The other party fired so many shots just now, and he heard Han Qingqing's groan, and he didn't know if he was shot. If he chased the gunman by himself and delayed the treatment of Han Qingqing, even if there was an accident, Qin Yang would have no effect even if he smashed the gunman into pieces.

Qin Yang helped Han Qingqing up from the ground, and asked eagerly, "Did you get shot?"

Han Qingqing's face was full of fear that could not be concealed. Has she ever encountered such a fearful and dangerous thing in her life?

She felt that her whole body was weak, her limbs were weak, and fear seized her heart, making her feel like she couldn't breathe.

Listening to her rapid breathing, Qin Yang stretched out his hand to hold her hand, comforting him softly: "Don't be afraid, with me here, no one can hurt you!"

Han Qingqing held Qin Yang's hand tightly, and listening to Qin Yang's gentle and powerful words, the fear in her heart was finally dispelled.

"I didn't get shot, I got scratched by something just now."

When Qin Yang heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Go outside, I'll check it for you."

"Um."

Holding Qin Yang's arm, Han Qingqing walked out of the bamboo forest, Han Qingqing looked at the stone ladder road: "Where is that person?"

Qin Yang pointed to the snowy slope in the distance: "I jumped from there and fled down the mountain."

Han Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, and asked with lingering fear: "Why did he want to kill us?"

Qin Yang said apologetically: "This guy is ruthless and merciless. When he sees the situation is wrong, he immediately retreats without stopping. This guy should be a professionally trained killer. I think he may be targeting me. about you."

"Killer!"

Han Qingqing was taken aback, looked at Qin Yang in shock, and said doubtfully, "Why did the killer come to kill you?"

Qin Yang shook his head: "I don't know either."

Qin Yang helped Han Qingqing out of the bamboo forest, and let her sit down on the steps: "Where did it get blown just now?"

"Right leg, thigh."

Qin Yang lowered his head to check. Han Qingqing's trousers on the right side of her thigh were scratched with a big hole, but fortunately there was no bleeding.

Qin Yang raised his head and said with a smile: "Fortunately, it must have scratched a bamboo stake in the bamboo forest during the sliding process. Your trousers were scratched, and you probably scratched the skin, but fortunately, they didn't get scratched or bleed."

Han Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just hot and a little painful."

Qin Yang took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned on the flashlight mode. Under the light, Han Qingqing's white and delicate thighs were red and swollen, which was obviously rubbed against the tree stump, but there was nothing else.

"Don't worry, you will recover after two days of recuperation...Is there any other discomfort?"

Han Qingqing shook her head: "Not anymore."

Qin Yang stood up and helped Han Qingqing stand up: "Wait for me."

Qin Yang took the mobile phone and walked into the nearby bamboo forest, searched for a while, and then found the pistol that had been thrown away.

Qin Yang picked up the pistol and looked at it. It turned out to be a self-made pistol with a high degree of imitation, with a muffler stuck on it.

Qin Yang pulled out the magazine, looked at it, there were still bullets inside, Qin Yang put the magazine back in, closed the safety, then casually put the gun on his lower back, put down his clothes, and it was completely invisible.

Han Qingqing looked at Qin Yang skillfully inspecting the gun, skillfully loading the magazine, and skillfully pinning the gun on his lower back, his eyes suddenly filled with surprise.

"Have you played with guns before?"

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, knowing that Han Qingqing's suspicion had aroused suspicion when he checked the gun just now, he explained casually with a smile: "Didn't I stay abroad for a few years before? There are restrictions on guns in China, but there are no restrictions on guns abroad. , I have played with guns, and I have shot a lot of bullets, and my marksmanship is not bad..."