The man suddenly bent down because of pain.
Song Qingyou's ghostly body turned around, quickly raised her hand, and swiped the iron piece in her hand against the man's neck, directly slitting the man's throat.
The sudden situation shocked the man outside the door.
He was about to pull out the gun from his waist, but the woman was obviously a step ahead of him.
While Song Qingyou cut the man's throat, he quickly pulled out the pistol from his waist with his other hand, approached the man outside the door like lightning, and shot him in the chest.
In the blink of an eye, the two people who were still alive and strong just now opened their eyes in disbelief and fell into a pool of blood.
Fortunately, because of the fire, the tribe was now chaotic and noisy.
The gunfire just now was drowned in various sounds.
In this dark night, it was not obvious.
Song Qingyou quickly dragged the man's body into the wooden house, closed the door, quickly took out the pistol from the man's waist, took out the magazine and put it in his pocket, then approached the door frame and carefully looked at the situation outside.
After confirming that there was no movement around, Song Qingyou carefully opened the door, and with a flash of lightning, he left the wooden house.
It was pitch dark all around and the dense woods were very conducive to hiding.
Of course, if the other party had a secret sentinel hidden in the jungle, it would also be extremely difficult to detect.
Song Qingyou carefully avoided the patrolling guards and retreated to the outskirts of the tribe.
When he touched the vines wrapped around the tree trunk, Song Qingyou's eyes flashed.
He stretched out his hand to grab the vines, jumped lightly, and stood on the branches of the big tree.
Song Qingyou looked up and saw that the people in the tribe were still busy putting out the fire and had not noticed her escape yet.
Seeing the scene below, Song Qingyou couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as the other party hasn't discovered it yet, she has enough time to escape.
As for Song Mobei Even if he chases her, he will directly track her location and avoid the danger here.
Song Qingyou raised his head and looked ahead.
In the dark night, he could see nothing but dense woods.
Then he looked at the edge of the tribe that was engulfed by the raging fire.
The firelight in the sky illuminated the surroundings, reflecting the busy running figures.
Song Qingyou looked coldly at the chaotic and noisy scene below, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.
Then he stretched out his hand to grab the vine, and jumped lightly.
His movements were agile and fast, and he could not tell that he was a pampered lady from a well-known family.
After his feet landed on the ground, Song Qingyou arched his body and ran quickly in the opposite direction.
Immediately, he saw an agile and agile figure walking through the woods.
After running for about a kilometer, Song Qingyou listened carefully and found no sound coming from behind, and her cold face softened slightly.
Then he leaned against the tree trunk out of breath, wanting to rest for a while.
Suddenly, a slight noise came from behind.
Song Qingyou's face suddenly froze.
She held her breath and held the gun in her hand with both hands.
Song Qingyou listened carefully and didn't hear any sound.
After waiting for a few seconds, there was still no abnormal sound.
Song Qingyou frowned and remained motionless.
The faint moonlight poured down, passing through the thick branches and leaves, leaving silhouettes on the ground.
Song Qingyou looked down at the shadow cast on the ground, and then saw a tall and upright figure appearing behind her.
Song Qingyou's eyes turned cold, and he turned around quickly.
Just as he was about to pull the trigger, he heard a deep and sweet voice, "Qingyou, it's me."
I've spent all my time just for you
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