Liu Ying woke up from deep sleep. The night wind in the mountains was whistling, and the branches under her swung slightly with the wind. After looking at the time, at 3:45, he looked up along the branches and looked far away. About 800 meters away, a Chinese villa half hidden among the mountains and forests and streams jumped into his eyelids. Liu Ying bared her teeth and took out the "information" again and compared it with a small flashlight.

"The deep mountain cliffs with a thousand meters back are raised, and a glass terrace of nearly 20 meters is lifted from the top. A red pavilion and a brothel are slanted with flying eaves to calm the eyes. In the middle, a quiet small lake like a crescent moon, and a waterfall is hanging ten feet away and flowing down.

The stream at the bottom of the waterfall is winding, clear and as clear as a living place. The houses with different shapes appear and surround them along the stream. The houses are covered with buildings and pavilions, and the green tiles and red tiles are tiles; the flying pavilions flow in the mist, and the water and stones are tranquil;

With a little stirring of the trade wind in the mist, you can see the rain falling in the clear river, the stone bridge locks the arches, the boat sways, and the carved windows are facing the wind. It is a beautiful and elegant scenery in the south of the Yangtze River with a warm and green mist;

A little outside is a hot spring lake with smoky misty water-sliding grease, its gentleness is indescribable;

On the right there is a continuous and luxurious banquet building, lined up with red pillars;

There is a winding lawn in front of the banquet hall, and dozens of luxury helicopters stop here to receive the guests coming and going.

At the outermost periphery of the manor, the three mottled walls can actually be bombarded by armor-piercing bombs. The copper doors and courtyard walls with nail-headed phosphorus are all hidden and numerous mechanisms are set up to strictly protect the safety of the big shots.

This is the famous private club among the high-end people in Chongqing City - "Wuyajian";

It is also a derogatory term for many jealous people - "Crow Villa".

"The hazy mist and rain are endless, flying eaves dance, sails across the town, and a glass of yellow wine locks the city gate;

The fog is vast and the smoke rises, the fairylands in the painting, and the worlds, and the words are filled with drunken words for thousands of years;"

Liu Ying endured the severe headache and read the "information" in her hand carefully again. The ink fragrance still existed on the handbook of Long Feifeng Dance. What era is it? Still using fucking handwriting? It's okay if you write by hand, why do you have to write small seal script?

Damn! Liu Ying swore that he would not find the "Old Ghost" as the two swordsman, Wenqing, even if he lacks information, what are they all!

Only the terrain on the back is still pretty, with clear and delicate one room and stone, and the position and proportions seem like a reduced version of 3D projection. This skill is so convincing that Liu Ying is very impressed.

Taking a deep breath, closing his eyes and quickly recalling the mark on the map, tearing the paper and taking out the energy bar and swallowing it in big mouthfuls. After eating 3 energy bars in a row, Liu Ying stopped moving.

He bent down and checked carefully, confirmed the equipment, and repeatedly debugged the sniper rifle and remote control mechanism fixed to the big tree. Everything was ready! Liu Ying smiled silently at the direction of the villa, and slid down the tree with his backpack on his back and ran towards the wind.

The words "Eight-Clawed Snake" roared desperately before her death would not be a false statement. Since she wanted to pull herself to die together, there must be a big shot who he thought could make him die here.

As for whether this big man had assassinated Jiang Feng three times and failed three times? Combined with the information from Lao Gui, the words he heard on the phone of FAW, and his extremely clear intuition at this time, Liu Ying thought it was worth a bet.

Running silently in the forest, avoiding the messy branches extremely skillfully, and avoiding the hidden cameras on the edge of the forest.

First, you need to face the first level - the open space between the woods and the walls.

The open space, which is 100 meters wide, is covered with black and white pebbles, and it will make a crackling sound when it encounters heavy objects. This is a specially planted low-rise pile and bushes, and a smooth wall of 6.6 meters high. Hundreds of spotlights shine the surroundings of the walls in a tiny light. The designer is really a genius, integrating the landscape and protection. Not to mention people, even a squirrel, it is impossible to avoid the monitor and reach the edge of the wall.

Not intending to waste time here, Liu Ying glanced at it and moved decisively, swam along the bushes like a snake, swam to the edge of the bushes, and leaned over the guardrail without hesitation, and flipped down the straight cliff.

Using "night" to hang himself on the cliff, Liu Ying turned around and gave himself a rare selfie with her mobile phone. The young man in the photo smiled brightly. He appreciated his handsome photos with satisfaction, and threw his phone down the deep valley surrounded by thick fog with one hand.

In this battle, the possibility of successfully returning is less than two levels. All information related to the old man, the old ghost and others must be discarded. Liu Ying did not forget his identity as the "abandoned soldiers". Jiang Feng! Today, the abandoned soldiers who crossed the river came again. I borrowed my debt and owed my life. It's time to pay it back!

"Quwu Peak" is not foggy. On the contrary, before it was classified as a private property, it was foggy. The sunrise was loved by hikers in small circles. The big boom was as short as possible, and the name was intended to be here.

The back of the cliff on the top of the peak looks straight as a sword and steep as a mirror, but if Liu Ying has the opportunity to write a travel note in the future, he can tell you clearly that this is actually a continuous arc like a wave.

Under the influence of gravity, the body is difficult to rely on the wall. Liu Ying relies almost entirely on the fingertips of her hands to search for gaps and convex rocks in the thick fog. When she really has no force point, she can only use "night color". It is useless to feel distressed at this time. I wonder what it would be if the magic weapon had the consciousness to know that she had become a hole opener?

While jumping up with both hands alternately, breathing and breathing according to the trick of "beating magical skills". Darkness, strong wind, and extreme cold all increase physical energy consumption and energy loss in geometric multiples. Whenever Liu Ying feels that he is about to reach the limit, a slightly wave-bottom arc can relatively breathe.

Use your feet to help your numb and stiff fingers, and once again surpassed the limit. Four consecutive waves of alternately rising in the wave valley. After exhausted and numb, Liu Ying felt that the hot trickle in her body had almost been consumed. Her clothes on her body became cold under the dual effects of sweat and mist, dry, hard and heavy. The heat in her body was consumed at an astonishing speed without the protection of internal force.

When Liu Ying, who had gritted teeth and had a ferocious face, felt that his will was about to collapse, "Boom~", there was a loud bang in his consciousness, and Liu Ying suddenly felt that he had disappeared, and his consciousness perception broke away from his body and suddenly spread around.

This is not the first time that Liu Ying has felt this kind of consciousness detachment. When Wang Lun suddenly bumped open that time, he saw a sniper bullet spinning into Wang Lun's chest, and when he saw the terrifying hole in Wang Lun's chest splattering blood in front of him, he also felt the separation and spread of consciousness. The difference is that he is more proactive and clear this time.

Resisting the sadness, Liu Ying concentrated on her plan based on her memories.

Time seemed to be still, and every grass, tree, insect and ant around was "seeing" extremely clearly. A small piece of moss was slowly stretching and creaking at 0.537 meters below his feet; there was a horizontal crack at 4.2 meters left on the top of his head, and there was a bird nest at a depth of 2.1 meters inward. There was a strange-looking bird sleeping soundly in the nest; the top of the cliff was only about 30 meters away from him!

The glass wall on the top of the cliff, the stream behind the wall, the small bridges and houses further away, are slowly hidden into the darkness about 100 meters. Within this range, the closer you are to yourself, the more you can "absolutely master" it!

Retracting the disorderly consciousness, calmly "looking" at his body hanging on the cliff. When the consciousness moves, with the body as the center, with a diameter of less than 21 meters, an invisible air shield rose out of thin air. In the air shield, Liu Ying's body jumped up like a gibbon.

Fatigue and stiffness no longer exist, and darkness and fear cannot be disturbed. Liu Ying "directed" his body to climb up the cliff quickly, paused under his feet, and jumped lightly from the glass protective wall 3 meters high and nearly one meter thick, perfectly avoiding the sensing waves attached to the surface of the wall.

It fell silently and immediately rushed horizontally, lay in a narrow stream that I had just "seen" and floated 22.7 meters down the water. It turned over and lifted air and absorbed it into the shadow at the bottom of a stone arch bridge. Then it took out a towel and bite Yabang, lifted air and closed its eyes and started to wait.

"Crack~", the invisible air cover shattered, and the indescribable pain and the itchy and numbness of thousands of ants were instantly crawling all over their bodies. Even though they were mentally prepared, Liu Ying was still tortured by the intense pain, sourness, numbness, and dizziness. He bit the towel tightly and firmly controlled the tremor of his body with his only trace of reason.

The endless hell of pain, the falling dark abyss, the earth-shaking chaos of time and space. In the hell that was more than twice as violent as the previous second, Liu Ying seemed to have been persisting for a hundred years, thousands or ten thousand years...

The painful tide was rising from wave to wave, but it encountered a dam of steel will, competing, squeezing, and stacking. When the tide was unattainable, Liu Ying was already sweating like a mud and limping as mud as a pool of mud.

A kind of comfort and transparency that seemed to be after taking drugs suddenly burst out from the core origin, and a gentle breeze blew in from the soles of the feet, floating with the body, overflowing from the top of the head, recirculating back and forth.

The body was extremely comfortable and smooth, the ultimate flowing softness, and the Willow Shadow, who was gritting his teeth in extreme pain, couldn't help but moan when soaked in this kind of comfort that he had never experienced before.

"who?"

"Soldier signal was detected, positioning..."

Liu Ying, who was immersed in the air, suddenly opened her eyes, felt that her six senses were keen, and her body did not contain any weight. Her mind seemed to be as cold as it was clear. The starry sky in her eyes was rotating, and her whole body was filled with infinite power.
Chapter completed!