It was clearly drizzling in the sky, but the full moon could still be seen in the sky.

  Di Haoran lay in the haystack with a straw pole in his mouth. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the bright moon in the sky through the gap between the firewood and grass. He shook off Yagiu Sekishiusai, but was targeted by another group of people. That group of people were very miscellaneous, black, white, ugly, handsome, men, women, old and young. This miscellaneous troop had been chasing Di Haoran for three days, so they would naturally have some understanding if they had more contact with him. The leader was a Southerner, who seemed to be called Yelu Mingyue.

  During the Northern Qi Dynasty, there was a famous general named Hulu Mingyue, who was bent to shoot eagles and won hundreds of battles. In the end, he died at the hands of an assassin named Liu Taozhi. There was only a single word difference between the name of that person and the name of this Myriad Enemies General Brother, so he should be a character.

  As an outstanding assassin, he should have the ambition to shoot down Mingyue.

  Di Haoran always thought that he was the best. As long as you don't run into the black sword and the old devil.

  He had been running around for three days without any direction. This group of people had aerial scouting power, so they had used some unknown method to lock onto him. No matter how fast he was, they could not completely escape the pursuers behind him. However, the miscellaneous army had no good choice in front of his endless supply of magic treasures and unimaginable defensive capabilities. After escaping a few times, Di Haoran became more and more confident. Now, he had already started to plan a counterattack.

  His goal was very clear. The bright moon was in the sky and there was nowhere to hide, so he needed the bird thief to capture the king first.

  To do a good job, one must first sharpen one's weapon.

  First, check the mecha's electrical system. Because of the continuous rainy weather, the battery power level of high energy storage miniature batteries is less than 20%. If the electricity continued to run out and the weather did not improve, the next step would be to rely on manual manipulation of a few mechanical functions on the mecha.

  After checking the energy system of the mecha, the next thing to check was the weapon.

  Gu Tianyou once told him that the destruction of the Divine Kingdom in North America had urged the advent of the mecha era to a certain extent. And the United States is once again at the forefront of the world. That was why God's Blessed City paid special attention to the development of mecha. The mecha Di Haoran wore was a combination of the latest generation of mecha that possessed special crafts on the memory metal armor of the Mayan prehistoric civilization technology. The focus was on defense, and the firepower was far less powerful than the smuggled goods Luo Yi had developed for him.

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  After a series of battles, there weren't many bullets in the personal mecha magazine. The total number of bullets carried was 5.8 caliber bullets, and now there were at most 70 bullets left. To a murderer like Di Haoran, such a situation was akin to a gambler bringing only a small amount of capital to the gambling table.

  Apart from guns, there was also a CNC eagle slingshot and over a hundred low explosive marbles. The melee weapon was the rainbow that was as sharp as mud. This was the trump card that he had used to save his life at a critical moment, so he had never used it before.

  He ran away like a rabbit for seven whole days. In these seven days, Di Haoran only ate food equivalent to the amount of calories a rabbit could provide. Because of his experience in North America, he possessed the most outstanding physical talent, just like those direct descendants of the eight God Races, but because of this, he lost a soul. The direct result was that his body was highly dependent on food. Now, Di Haoran was so hungry that he wished he could bite off his own flesh to satisfy his hunger.

  This place was located at the foot of an unknown mountain, in a high mountain village with ethnic characteristics. Di Haoran had a few dairy sheep in the family he was hiding in. But now, Di Haoran was hiding under the wooden haystack, and he would be discovered soon if he rushed out of the wooden haystack.

  Among the Nanyang people was a Vietnamese surrender master. In a previous encounter, Di Haoran had killed one of his Blood Curse Birds and stained it with blood. From then on, no matter where they ran, as long as they appeared under the sky, they would be discovered very quickly. A few times later, Di Haoran had already guessed that he had been hit by the opponent's head-dropping spell, but as long as he wasn't exposed to the outside world, he would temporarily have a chance to catch his breath.

  This aboriginal family had dogs. They were three cute Taiwanese dogs. They were a breed that could be found everywhere on the island. They were characterized by high IQ, high comprehension, and were suitable for training as working dogs of all kinds. Keep a considerable degree of wildness, aggressiveness, not easy to get close to strangers, but extremely loyal to the master. When Di Haoran first came in, he had attacked.

  Di Haoran was someone who had once raised a dog, so he didn't have the heart to eat these three fairy faithful protectors. At this moment, he was hungry, and he was hoping that the three of them would come looking for trouble again. Unfortunately, this dog had a keen spiritual sense, and after sensing the murderous aura on Di Haoran's body, he no longer dared to approach him.

  It was a long night, and he couldn't keep wasting time like this. Di Haoran decided to take the risk to fill his stomach first. The yard next to them was a sheep pen. There were a few dairy sheep there. Fresh goat milk was the best nutritional supplement. With a plan in mind, there was no need to hesitate. Di Haoran quietly got out of the wooden haystack like a spirit leopard and jumped into the sheep pen like lightning.

  Fresh goat milk was not very delicious. It smelled fishy and inevitably mixed with some fluff. But for Di Haoran, there was no need to worry about food that was harder to swallow than this. He was the most outstanding assassin in the army, and for the sake of the mission, it was easy to eat people.

  As expected, a few minutes later, a mechanical rumble came from the sky. The chasing helicopters had been circling within a radius of twenty kilometers. As soon as Di Haoran appeared, they immediately received the news and followed him like maggots of bones.

  After resting for a while, Di Haoran replenished enough heat and moisture. His body returned to its peak condition. He jumped out of the house like an arrow from the bowstring and rushed towards the direction of the mountain. The helicopter in the air immediately circled and chased after him.

  As the bullets continued to flash by, Di Haoran suddenly turned left and right, changing his direction like a ghost. Even so, there were still times when he was hit by a bullet. With his sturdy physique and the high defense of the mecha, his momentum of advancement had not been affected.

  The mountains were getting closer and closer. He could already smell the vitality of the vegetation in early spring. Li Tianyi once said that the formation of zombies was rooted in the origin of vitality that gave birth to all living things. Therefore, every God Race reformer with God Race Number One Gene possessed the talent to sense the power of life origin Qi.

  Di Haoran could clearly feel the vigor flowing into his body through his breathing. Dashan Cuiyi was in high spirits, and his mental state was constantly improving. The God of Slaughter of Heaven's Blessed City, who was full of fighting spirit, burrowed into the dense jungle. The mechanical rumbling behind them grew louder and louder, and they probably descended.

  There were a total of three helicopters on the other side, and one landing did not affect the ability to conduct aerial reconnaissance. Di Haoran made a judgment in his heart. As expected, a new mechanical rumble came from above his head. A beam of white light fell from the sky, almost locking onto Di Haoran.

  There was a sound of water flowing from the left. As long as they entered the water, they would be able to escape the pursuit of the other party. However, Di Haoran did not intend to do so. The forest in front of Di Haoran was vast and densely wooded. It wasn't difficult to find a shelter to hide in. To Di Haoran, this was simply a hunting ground prepared by the heavens for him. He quickly climbed up a towering tree and hid among the dense branches and leaves, quietly pulling open the 80 kg high elastic NC eagle slingshot.

  The helicopter stopped in the air without any accidents and circled around to search. Di Haoran locked onto the target and fired three rounds. The helicopter pilot was hit by a low explosive pinball with 20 Joules of energy and was killed on the spot. The other two hit the helicopter's searchlight and the machine gunner, respectively. The out-of-control plane swayed and dived towards the mountain. Soon, an intense explosion sounded in his ears.

  Di Haoran decisively left the tree. Just as he left, he heard the sound of a sniper rifle hitting the tree trunk behind him.

  The pursuers also followed.

  A tall and ugly giant over 2.3 meters tall walked in the front, carrying a thick bamboo on his shoulder, with a bamboo chair at the top, and sitting on it was a man in a Marine uniform, cigar in his mouth, and sniper rifle in his hand. "What? Are you not going to run anymore?" He shouted.

  Di Haoran answered his question with a pinball and swung his hand with a slingshot. That person held a gun with one hand, and in the darkness of the night, he raised his hand to shoot, and actually accurately hit the marbles. A ball of fire erupted in the air. Di Haoran thought to himself, this Yelu Mingyue was indeed the leader of this trip. With her excellent spear technique, she was comparable to a Martial Grandmaster in terms of combat strength.

  This guy's background was unknown, and he was ridiculously arrogant, allowing the giant to carry him wherever he went. The giant had well-proportioned upper and lower bones, strong muscles, and a good flexibility in raising his hand and foot. Although his physique was huge, his flexibility was not bad. It could be seen that his talent was extremely good, and he was most likely a top expert in melee combat. The entire Nanyang region, excluding the Indian subcontinent, had nearly a billion people, so it wasn't surprising that a few talented outsiders had appeared.

  There was also a red clothed natives. This fellow was the Vietnamese Descendant Master. Di Haoran had heard him speak in Vietnamese a few times before. He had lived in Heaven's Blessed City for a long time and knew about the accent characteristics of various countries in the Nanyang region. That was why he knew of this fellow's origins.

  There were a total of nine people in this line. Apart from the former three, there was also a yellow-robed monk, two identical Caucasians, a middle-aged man dressed as a Chinese boxer, a woman in purple and a long-haired eccentric dressed in a tattered warrior's robe. Up until now, only Yelu Mingyue, who was the leader, had attacked many times. The giant had also displayed the formidable power of shattering stones and breaking wood. Another was that the Head Descending Master had once used a few attack-type Head Descending Spells. In addition, before anyone else could make a move, there was no way to judge their strength.

  Di Haoran shuttled through the depths of the forest. As he continued to move, he drew out rainbows from time to time, almost cutting off the trees wherever he passed. Under the condition of being cut off, as long as there was a slight movement, it would fall down and become a trap for killing people. Very quickly, Di Haoran hid himself again and waited for the opportunity to counterattack.

  Yelu Mingyue's voice came from the forest. "Mr. Di Haoran, Please don't make any more pointless resistance, There is no denying that you are an expert in the jungle, But in the old forest, "The most outstanding warriors can only be us Khitans. If it weren't for the fact that the Xiao Longge 's goal was to capture you alive, you would already be my undead. I must remind you that before this, you didn't do anything threatening. Tonight, you began to disappoint and anger me. There is only one consequence of my anger."

  "Are you ready to take on my anger?" He suddenly shouted, and his voice shook the mountains, as if it had the might of a mountain lord and a tiger's howl.

  Di Haoran could almost feel the soul-stirring power of the ferocious tiger's roar. Just from this furious roar, he could tell that this person definitely possessed top-notch combat power that was much stronger than that of the giant. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked: What exactly was the background of this group of people?