The rain got heavier as it went eastward, but there was no more thunder.

Zhang Yong couldn't help but become anxious and begged for his life. He was not good at lurking!

Now we have reached the limit of endurance. If we continue eastward, we will definitely be exposed.

The heavy downpour made him feel like a drowned rat. If he didn't go back quickly and drink two bowls of ginger soup, he would definitely catch a cold.

Once you catch a cold, it can be big or small. In those days, a serious cold could kill someone.

If it is not pneumonia, it will be very difficult to deal with.

However, that is not the scariest sneeze. The scariest sneeze.

Once you catch a cold, you tend to sneeze easily.

Think about the consequences of sneezing next to an old beggar.

No problem, can’t you help but sneeze...

"boom……"

Just then, thunder sounded.

Zhang Yongdong consciously pulled out the safety pin. It turned out that he had used too much force.

The surface of the wet legs also became slippery.

The leg thunder is off the leg...

My legs are off...

Take off...

For a moment, Zhang Yong felt that he had seen the God of Death.

The god of death was beckoning to him.

The leg fell off.

It fell into the mud next to it.

Because the rain soaked the ground, the leg mine did not roll.

It lies there quietly...

Finally, Zhang Yong came to his senses.

Quickly pick it up and throw it towards the target.

It just so happens that the time from taking off the leg mine to picking it up takes almost three seconds.

"boom……"

The leg mine exploded.

In the rain, the explosion looked dull.

It seemed as if the power had been reduced by more than half. There was no earth-shattering explosion at all.

Finished...

Hong threw it away. It was of no use at all.

With the old beggar's ability, he couldn't be killed by the explosion.

He will run away quickly.

Squatting east.

I was afraid that I would be hit by shrapnel.

The shrapnel damage range of that kind of leg mine is more than 40 meters. He doesn't dare to take risks.

I don't care about the enemy's actions for the moment.

After a few seconds, when he was sure that all the shrapnel had finished flying, he gradually calmed down.

Huh?

Are there many red dots on the map?

It seems that the old beggar didn't run away? Is he still in the same place?

Ahhhh...

Could it be that he was injured?

Such a good thing? What an unexpected surprise!

Take his life while he is sick!

Zhang Yong quickly took out the second leg mine.

If one of them didn't explode, I'm trying to fix one!

However, at that moment, the red dot began to move. To the northeast.

Pull out the insurance.

throw it out.

The leg mine follows the direction of the moon spy's movement.

"boom……"

The second leg mine exploded.

The sound is still very dull. It seems to have no power.

Rain and mud will greatly weaken the power of leg grenades. Of course, shrapnel is an exception.

If you are hit by shrapnel, the consequences will be serious.

That kind of American MK2 leg mine, I wonder if it relies on explosive fragments to kill. The hit rate depends on luck.

I don’t know how many shrapnel the old beggar was hit by?

There should be at least one!

Sure enough, after the explosion, the speed of the red dot's movement seemed to slow down.

Can Zhang Yong not dare to pursue him?

Don't chase poor bandits.

If the wrong party turns back and plots with one shot, it will be over.

If the wrong side is wrong, shoot yourself a hundred meters away. You will probably have to go back to the 21st century...

In the past, he watched helplessly as the old beggar disappeared from the edge of the map.

Secretly he breathed a sigh of relief.

The old beggar must have been injured.

From then on, that guy could never be as arrogant as before.

When I, Dongji, lead people to round him up, he will be dead.

Be in a good mood.

I have to go back to the Six Nations Hotel in a hurry.

Entering the lobby, I saw Chu Chu packing her things and getting ready for class.

"Is there any ginger soup?"

"What? Why don't you ask him to accompany me?"

"Ginger soup instead."

"I don't want to go back on my word,"

"No regrets. No regrets. No regrets."

Zhang Yong repeated the emphasis.

So what, how can you ask for your own life?

If he were to exercise strenuously like he was now, he might die on the spot.

If someone is plotted to die by the Yue bandits, then that means sacrificing his life for the country, that means martyrdom, or that he is a man shrouded in horse leather. But if he dies in a woman's belly, that means it's not a joke.

"I'll go change my clothes first. He'll bring you some ginger soup later."

"good!"

Zhang Yong hurried back to room 306.

Take a shower and change clothes.

After a hot bath, I finally felt a little better.

"Ah sneeze!"
To be continued...