Shi An stood there, looking around blankly.
The bottom of the canyon was silent, only the leg bones that were still struggling in his hands were clicking, and a small cluster of orange-yellow flames burning at the top of the canyon looked particularly bright in the darkness.
At this time, a loud shout came from behind, "Who’s there!"
Shi An turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
A few men in mercenary uniforms gathered around him.
The leader looked up and down the young man who was alone in front of him, and asked, "Shi An?"
Shi An tilted his head and looked at the leader suspiciously, "You know me?"
"Of course."
The man laughed, revealing his smoke-stained yellow teeth, and his eyes, sunken deep in their sockets, radiated light.
"Let's go, I'll take you to meet your companions."
Saying that, he started to tug on the boy's arm.
The young man in front of him looked so weak, but unexpectedly… he didn't move.
The mercenary frowned and turned his head to look behind him.
The boy's face was red from the cold, the pink fluff on the rabbit ear muffs fluttered in the cold wind, his beautiful round eyes sparkled, dark and moist, and he looked harmless to humans and animals. He sniffled, the sound covered up by the winds, and said,
"I don’t believe you."
The mercenary was a little annoyed.
He frowned, subconsciously increasing the strength of his arm, and his tone also became tough and impolite, "If you won’t come quietly…"
Shi An frowned, "You hurt me."
"Kid, you'd better follow me obediently, or it will actually hurt later—" The mercenary grinned, his eyes flashing fiercely.
A few others burst into laughter.
In the dark night, the boy glanced at with pitch-black eyes, and in the chaotic blizzard, his look was inexplicably penetrating.
For some reason, the mercenary suddenly panicked.
He frowned angrily, as if to hide the fact that he was actually frightened by a child. His grip on Shi An’s arm increased a little bit in revenge, and he shouted rudely and viciously, "What are you looking at? Don’t you believe I’ll gouge out your eyes? "
Suddenly, the boy raised his hand, covered in a cute plush glove, and placed it lightly on the man's arm.
His palm was not big, and his hand could even be considered petite compared to the man's muscular arms. When he put it on his arm, the mercenary didn’t even feel much weight—it was as if a snowflake had fallen, silently and quietly.
At that moment, the mercenary suddenly felt shivers down his spine, and his whole body stiffened.
A sense of danger was menacing and came quietly, like a beast in the dark night baring its fangs against his face, and it was already too late when he realized it.
The next second—
"Crack."
A crisp bone crack sounded in the snowy night.
In an instant, everything quieted down.
The mercenary didn't even react.
He looked down blankly and saw that his arm was twisted in the opposite direction. The apparent abnormal angle was bone-chilling to see. Then, his nerves caught up to the situation—a severe pain followed, and a sharp howl broke through his throat, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
The rest of the people were stunned. They didn't expect that the young man in front of them would be so vicious.
Shi An rubbed the place where he was grabbed just now and complained,
"I said, you hurt me."
His voice was soft and almost coquettish.
But no one could forget that the other party twisted the arm of a mercenary several times stronger than himself in this way, and the expression on his face did not even change.
The rest of the people reacted immediately. They looked at each other solemnly, and assumed a fighting posture.
The innocent-looking boy was definitely a ruthless character, much more difficult to face than his companions were.
Shi An raised his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the murderous people in front of him.
He blinked, eyelashes wet with snow, and his eyes appeared raven-dark and shiny in the dark night.
"Looks like you should know the whereabouts of my comrades?"
The boy raised his eyebrows and showed an extraordinarily harmless smile,
"Tell me, okay?"
*
Wang Li and the other three team members sat in one of the mercenary tents.
The magic-fueled charcoal fire would bake the small tent warmly, like a small haven in the snowy night.
But even in this precious warmth, everyone seemed uneasy.
There were mercenaries patrolling outside the tent at all times, giving them no possibility of escaping at all.
An hour ago, they had just negotiated with the leader of this team of mercenaries.
The other party seemed to be dubious about the excuse of studying abroad, but they could not find any loopholes for a while.
During the confrontation and chat, Wang Li revealed a bit of the family power behind him.
However, it was hard to say whether it would work or not.
In the face of absolute great interests, all scruples would disappear.
Moreover, due to the confidentiality of this trip, they did not apply for a report to the school this time, which meant…
Once these outlaws discovered this, they would probably attack them in order to hide the treasure information.
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