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Chapter 337 raging flames

The sun was setting in the west, and the lonely wooden lattice house cast a long black shadow.

Binglan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly heard a 'pop' sound.

She was so shocked that she immediately reached out to touch the gun, but found that it was just the mountain wind that had lifted the window panel.

She relaxed again.Even if someone suspects this house, it is easy to be exposed first because there is a lock on the door.

"Today is August 8th, the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, and it's Valentine's Day."

A sweet smile appeared at the corner of Binglan's mouth. She said this to Lao Tao, so Lao Tao went hunting.

Maybe tonight will be romantic.

She seemed to be expecting something. The wound no longer hurt, but the area that was originally moist and smooth now had two chopstick-shaped scabs and became a little dry and rough.

She suddenly wanted to take a bath.

Once this thought came together, I couldn't hold it back anymore.

Slowly opening the back window, Binglan glanced briefly, jumped out, and quietly swept towards the river.

Under the reflection of the setting sun, the calm river surface shone with golden light, like a large piece of copper foil.

"It would be great if I could live here for the rest of my life. There are the most nostalgic memories here."

Binglan murmured to herself, her eyes soft and warm.A gentle man is worthless, but it is the tenderness of a tough man that touches a woman's heart.

"Can you let me go home with you? It's only for these three days."

She didn't know why Lao Dao insisted on leaving on August [-]th. She thought he wanted to stay for a few more days.

So, she complied.I also sent a secret message to my family and will go back on August 8th.

With great longing, she took one last glance at the other side of the river, then quickly took off her clothes and walked into the center of the river.

With only one head exposed above the river, the possibility of exposure is minimized.

She just wanted to soak the scab off the wound.

……

across the river.

On a plane tree that was more than a hundred years old, between the dense branches and leaves, a pair of black eyes were exposed, cold and stiff, like a dead sheep after being slaughtered.

His whole body was wrapped in a ghillie suit specially designed for snipers. It looked like it was covered with a lawn, completely blending in with the green leaves.

He is the person that the old man asked Zang Hong to find but never found, the Yakut killer, the yellow man, Toli.

He only came here because he took a big job, killing a man and a woman.

And the man gave him a shoulder-fired missile, which was a big killer. It could automatically track the target and make it impossible to escape.

The man made it very clear, telling him to kill them all in one blow. If he used a sniper rifle, he would definitely die without a chance to fire a second shot.

Tory followed suit exactly.

Real killers don't know how to be cool, and they despise killers who only know how to be cool.

They will only use all means to complete the tasks they are tasked with. Outside of the tasks, they are ordinary good citizens.

Therefore, it only took him one day to confirm that the two of them were in this house, but he lurked in the forest for seven days without touching Mugelen's house.

Although he concluded that Zhang Binglan was inside, there was only one man coming in and out, and he was a top expert.

Toli had a feeling that as long as there was murderous intent in his eyes, this person would feel it.

A real killer never has murderous intent.They were just working, just like eating without murderous intent.

Now that it is confirmed that the woman lives here, all that remains is to wait for the man to come back.

Maybe it was at night, when the two were making love.

Destroy them all in one blow.

……

One kilometer away, Lao Dao carried a bleeding deer to the river, took out his dagger, cut open the belly, dumped the internal organs directly into the river to hide them, and then cut off the deer's head and hooves.

Finally, carrying the greatly reduced weight of the deer, he quickly got into the forest. He could see the other side of the river while hiding his figure, and returned along a familiar route.

He was extremely familiar with this road, and any slight change would alert him.

When he walked to where he could already see the Mugelen house, he habitually checked the surroundings again.

"Hey, Binglan is in the river?"

The veteran crouched down in a hurry, hiding himself highly, and then looked around for a few points, which were the most suitable positions for sniping.

When he glanced at the plane tree, he didn't notice anything strange.

But his heart suddenly jumped slightly.

This is his instinct.

His eyes moved back and when he looked carefully, he found something was wrong.

Is there still grass growing on the plane trees?

The old man suddenly felt cold all over. What was this man waiting for?

Since Binglan was completely exposed to his surveillance, why not shoot?

The answer is a no-brainer: just wait and catch them all.

Then he came to the second conclusion: This man was watching from across the river, and he must have shoulder-mounted missiles, enough to destroy the wooden house.

The old man lowered his head again. He was not sure how long this person had been lurking, but his instinct told him that he had already been exposed.

That person was just not sure whether Binglan was there or not.

Dark clouds covered Lao Dao's eyes, as if it was going to rain.

He also had no murderous intent, because the calm these days made him feel like the night before a storm, and what was supposed to come would eventually come.

What he should do is just swat all kinds of flies to death.

He quickly retreated into the forest, and then sneaked back to Mugelen's house as usual.

He knew he would be exposed to the killer's surveillance, but he still entered the house through the back window, taking the deer with him.

……

Tory's eyes lit up.

Binglan also saw Lao Dao coming back. She was afraid that Lao Dao would be anxious after waiting for a long time, so she walked to the river bank and ran back quickly with her clothes and gun.As for wearing clothes, it is safer to wear them in front of experienced people.

But as soon as she jumped through the window, the old man hugged her.

So much so that she didn't notice that there was no game in the house.

The deer has been taken out by the old man through the front window, including other useful things, all outside the front window.

Binglan was naked, but she didn't struggle or feel shy, and her eyes were as blurry as fire.Her most secret places have been seen, touched and cleaned by experts. During the days when she couldn't move, the most embarrassing things for a woman were solved by experts, not once or twice.

There is nothing to be shy about.

She had already regarded this man as her lifelong partner. At this time, she just thought that the old man couldn't wait and she was willing to express her position on the spot.In addition, there is another reason why she is extremely straightforward. Only this man knows what happened to her injury and believes that she was not fooled.

For another person, you said he was shot with a gun?How much room for imagination there is.

But her expectations were dashed. The old man said quickly in her ear: "Go out the front window. There are missiles on the plane tree!"

He even omitted the killer.

Binglan's hair stood on end instantly, and she understood what was going on. This time, she didn't even have time to put on her clothes, so she jumped up to the window sill, followed closely by the old man, and the two of them landed almost at the same time.

Then he threw himself down on the spot and crawled towards the forest.

Binglan gnashed her teeth in hatred, was ashamed and angry, this was even more embarrassing than being shot, and she had never been so embarrassed in her life.

But they had just climbed out ten meters, and the wooden lattice house behind them suddenly exploded like a grenade, and countless debris was shot in all directions like sharp swords. If they were still standing, they would definitely be scarred.

The raging flames instantly roasted the venison to its aroma.

Lao Dao took advantage of the explosion and flames to pick up Binglan and rushed into the forest while the debris fell like hail.