Army and Qin Bing had to give up the car and chased closely along the route of the King of Hell. According to the speed of the opponent's pursuit, the King of Hell of Hell realized that Qin Bing was just a master of the Heavenly Venerable level, and the only real opponent was Army. He sneered, "Er Army, let's decide on life and death today!"

After chasing for more than half an hour, through this period of tracking, the Army almost guessed that the opponent was the King of Destiny, the top leader of the mercenary, and the King of Destiny, who else was besides him? He fought himself so boldly?

However, the army is not sure whether the King of Hell is the top master or has entered the divine realm. No matter what level his opponent is, Fang Yuanyuan is now in his hands, and he has only one choice.

"Ergent, who is that person? He runs so fast?" Qin Bing could keep up at first, but later he felt a little overwhelmed and gasped.

Army said: "Qin Bing, hold on. Today I met a heavyweight master. My martial arts are definitely not inferior to me. This is a rare opportunity! Only by challenging such masters can you be upgraded to a legendary master!"

"Is that so? Then I have to work harder and continue chasing." Qin Bing heard that it would be helpful for promotion, and immediately became energetic.

The King of Hell who seeks life in front has slowed down, his breath is vague and erratic.

"The other party may have set up an ambush here." An intuition told the Army.

He and Qin Bing also slowed down their pursuit. The Army now has a sniper rifle in their hands, and Qin Bing has an assault rifle in their hands. The two men lined up side by side and slowly advanced. The Army vaguely felt that the King of Hell who was seeking life at this moment had been ambushed and the muzzle was facing him. He needed to deal with the upcoming danger at any time.

In front of me was an abandoned factory. All of these factories were taken back by Luo Yan a while ago. A four-story building could be seen from afar. The breath of the King of Hell appeared in that small building at one point. Fang Yuanyuan should have been placed in that building by her.

It is about three kilometers away from the four-story building. In the middle, there is a wasteland, a small woods, and two or three abandoned small factories.

This generation of terrain is perfect if used to fight guerrilla warfare!

It seems that the King of Hell wants to play a game of rescuing hostages with him, so I will play with you. The Army sneered in his heart and his fighting spirit also burned. He checked his sniper rifle again. Although he had determined that the decisive battle was in the office building three kilometers away, who could guarantee that this sinister King of Hell would not set up an ambush halfway?

The Army had long heard that the King of Hell was an excellent sniper master. He was fierce, cruel, and agile. He could have a life-and-death duel with him. This was a good training opportunity for Qin Bing.

"Qin Bing, the other party may have already set up an ambush. If there is an accident, you have to protect yourself. When you hear the gunshot, you will immediately fall to the ground."

"I understand." Seeing the Army saying so cautiously, Qin Bing did not dare to be careless. Her little hand holding the assault rifle was a little sweating, and her mood began to become nervous. After all, this kind of battle that could not see the opponent would always make people feel tense. She also knew what level of opponent the King of Hell was.

The King of Hell is the coldest killer in this world. You can kill you with just one blow.

The army was in front and Qin Bing was behind. The two were less than five meters apart and continued to move forward. If they did not rely on night vision instruments, their visibility was no more than ten meters. The army brought all sensory states to the extreme to make up for visual shortcomings, such as hearing, smell, touch, and even intuition.

None of the two dared to speak, and walked slowly in the dark woods, his steps were as light as the footsteps of a cat. In front was the abandoned small factory. The army stopped and hid in a bush, observing the situation ahead. He was worried that the King of Hell would set up an ambush here. Through the sniper lens, he clearly saw that a figure with an upper body was shaking slightly on the roof of a second floor three hundred meters ahead.

The army made a stop gesture and pointed to the building. Qin Bing immediately discovered the enemy situation. The wind was not strong, and he blew the clothes similar to the windbreaker. Qin Bing immediately aimed at it with a gun.

The Army whispered, "Don't shoot first."

The Army used the scope of the sniper rifle to observe for a while, and immediately changed his original view and said, "It turns out that he is a master. He is really good at disguising it. Basically, he can be faked and real, but unfortunately, there is a wind blowing tonight." The Army did not pull the trigger and put the gun down again.

Qin Bing asked in surprise, "English Army, why don't you fight? I saw someone on that building, it must be the enemy!"

Lu Jun shook his head and said, "Qin Bing, you don't know that our opponent is not an ordinary enemy. He pretended to deceive us and almost fell for a fool. It was just a hanging empty jacket. This is a trap set by the King of Destiny. In normal times, it may have some confusing effects, but today there is a considerable wind, and the empty jacket is swinging with the wind. If we shoot at the empty jacket, our target will be immediately exposed. The King of Destiny's gunshots are superb, and it is definitely not difficult to shoot any of our heads with one shot."

Qin Bing took a deep breath, "The King of Hell is so cunning? I really feel something when you say that. This kid is really not simple." Qin Bing was full of admiration and curiosity for his opponent.

Army lurked quietly behind the tree like a night cat. Continue to observe the disguise, and suddenly, his brows frowned. Qin Bing asked again: "Since it's a disguise, we just ignore him. Keep going?"

"Wait!" The army suddenly shook his body and his eyes were sharp! An idea passed through his brain like lightning! Just at that moment, the old leader's teachings came to his ears. The old leader once said, true and false, true and true, both true and false, both false and false. The King of Hell is a world-famous sniper master. How could he set such a low trap? Hanging an empty jacket that is easy to see through there?
Chapter completed!