Return from the second dimension

"Who are these people, what do they want to do, how can they carry guns?"

Hearing the gunshots, Tang Zhen dodged directly, the bullet flew past him and hit the tree trunk beside him.

Seeing this, Tang Zhen couldn't help but secretly startled.

If his speed was a little slower just now, he would be hit by a stray bullet, which made his heart beat wildly.

Of course, this is only his feeling, in fact, unless he is particularly unlucky, the few bullets fired by the opponent may not be able to hit him.

Almost everyone has the fear of guns, and Tang Zhen is no exception.

After hiding in a big tree, a trace of doubt flashed in Tang Zhen's heart, but he also knew that the person who came was bad.

Good guys don't bring guns, sneak up at the door in the middle of the night, let alone shoot directly.

Of course, it is also possible, because Tang Zhen killed their companions, so he shot back.

But Tang Zhen had a feeling that these guys were just coming for him, and they were definitely not good people.

When the thoughts flashed in his mind, Tang Zhen used his hands and feet together, and he climbed to the top of the tree in an instant.

This virgin forest is full of big trees, some of which are spread out for hundreds of square meters, which looks very majestic.

If there are people on the top, it is hard to find below.

Tang Zhen stepped on the thick branches, flexibly like an ape, gently crawling to the end of the branches.

The darkness of the sky restricted his vision, Tang Zhen chose to wait quietly, trying to figure out where the opponent came from?

There was a lot of noise below, with footsteps and conversation coming from time to time. After about a minute, it slowly calmed down.

"What the hell is going on, why did you shoot suddenly?"

There was a low roar from the forest, which seemed to contain a strong anger, but for some reason, he could not vent.

"The awl was killed, a bamboo shot through the chest, and he fired a shot before he died.

The brother next to him was shocked, so he fired a few more shots, and he didn't know if he hit anyone!"

Hearing the question from the team leader, someone quickly answered and explained the cause and effect.

To stabilize in such a short period of time, and to figure out the cause and effect, the quality of these people is pretty good.

Hearing the answer from his subordinates, the leader and the middle-aged monk looked at each other and walked over with a calm face.

Before he found Tang Zhen's lair, he was suddenly attacked, and at the same time one of his men was damaged.

This gave them a hunch that perhaps this action may not be as smooth as they imagined.

When the subordinate was killed, the two took a breath at the same time, and their faces were shocked.

I saw a tree trunk that was not too thick, leaning on a distorted corpse, and an emerald green bamboo pole passed through the chest, nailing it firmly to the tree.

What shocked everyone was that this verdant bamboo pole not only penetrated the human body, but also penetrated the tree trunk, revealing more than ten centimeters behind it.

Picking up the flashlight and taking a photo, there was already a faint fear in the eyes of the middle-aged monk and the leader.

They couldn't imagine what a terrifying method it was to make an ordinary bamboo pole possess such a huge lethality!

"Master, what is going on, who has such terrifying power?"

The leader subconsciously took out the pistol and glanced around with a vigilant look, but felt chills.

It seemed that there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark, making people shudder.

"If it is an ordinary person, it is impossible to do this, unless the other party uses some kind of machinery, or it is not a person at all!"

The middle-aged monk next to him frowned, and the sudden change made him feel a lot of pressure.

The team leader thought for a while, and continued to ask the middle-aged monk: "Is there a possibility that the other party, like you, the master, has a magical ability far beyond ordinary people?"

When the team leader said this, Tang Zhen's figure suddenly appeared in his mind, vaguely suspecting that this was what Tang Zhen did.

Things were exactly as he had guessed. Tang Zhen's subordinates were mistaken for monsters, so they killed him by mistake.

They also found the valley where Tang Zhen was located, and even tracked Tang Zhen himself on the top of a big tree not far from them.

But because of the darkness of the sky, they didn't find Tang Zhen's trace, and they didn't know that Death was by their side.

Hearing the leader's guess, the middle-aged monk who was called a master sneered and shook his head gently.

"It's impossible. You are a Chinese cabbage as a monk.

Anyone who can become a monk and embark on the path of spiritual practice has great opportunities, and there may not be one in a million!"

Although the middle-aged monk is a bit arrogant, this sentence is no exaggeration.

In the low-energy plane, wanting to become a monk is indeed more difficult than climbing to heaven.

"But that young man is indeed very abnormal. He is traveling like flying in the primeval forest with so many things on his back. This is simply not something ordinary people can do!

And he sold the gemstone ore containing the energy of heaven and earth. Does this mean that there are practitioners among him and his companions?"

After hearing the team leader's speculation, the middle-aged cultivator couldn't help but start to suspect. Indeed, Tang Zhen's previous performance was very abnormal.

But even so, he still didn't want to believe that Tang Zhen would be a practitioner.

There are special breath feelings among the cultivators, but when he faced Tang Zhen before, he didn't feel any abnormality at all.

It was this reason that made him insist that Tang Zhen was just an ordinary person with good luck.

If it is determined that Tang Zhen is a cultivator, the middle-aged cultivator will definitely be more cautious, instead of following it directly like this.

Of course there is another possibility, that is, Tang Zhen's strength is far superior to him, but if that's the case, why would he run into this deep mountain and old forest to dig ore to make a living?

The monks possess the power beyond the ordinary, and wanting to have power banknotes is simply an easy task, it is impossible to go to such a place to suffer.

"Regardless of the reason, we must be vigilant next to prevent further attacks.

Everyone listened to my order, put on the night identification signs, and turned on the night vision equipment.

Get all the knives and load them, ready to fight at any time!"

As the team leader gave the order, the atmosphere immediately became tense. A group of people took out the fluorescent stickers from their pockets and stuck them, and then took out the night vision goggles to look around.

Because of the addition of technological equipment, the creatures that were originally hidden in the dark immediately became invisible.

"There is really something right in front of us, in the direction of two o'clock!"

A man holding a night vision device suddenly reminded him loudly, with a hint of panic in his tone.

The accomplices who were already highly nervous were all startled when they heard the words, and they all looked in the direction the other party pointed.

Tang Zhen, who was squatting on the tree, was taken aback. He thought he had been exposed, but after hearing what was said later, he knew that he was not talking about him.

Subconsciously looked in the direction pointed by the enemy, and as a result, under the illumination of the bright flashlight, several figures flashed by.

The moment Tang Zhen saw these figures, his eyes narrowed slightly, because these guys with long green hairs were exactly the same as the monsters he had killed just now.

Sure enough, as he guessed, this monster is not a single one, but has its own ethnic group.

Just after killing one, the other monsters came to the door immediately. If these enemies hadn't appeared, perhaps Tang Zhen had already fought the hairy monster.

In addition, Tang Zhen had recognized that the group of guys who suddenly appeared with guns were the same group of people who had dealt with him before.

They will be here suddenly, they must be following themselves, and have no good ideas.

The trace of guilt that had killed the opponent by mistake disappeared immediately after recognizing the origin of the opponent.

What he needs to consider now is how to use long-haired monsters to kill these ill-intentioned guys, so as to ensure that his own interests are not lost.