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Chapter 33 The Hedgehog
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Of course Han Lang's ears heard the sound of the little girl drawing her sword.

"sapphire!"

Han Lang shouted in a low voice, his right hand stretched out like lightning, and he grabbed the little girl's wrist with his back hand, and at the same time collected the oil to slow down.

The aunt felt the murderous intent at the moment when the knife was pierced, and felt the cold sharpness of the blade. At the moment when the knife tip pierced the skin, the left hand with the tactical glove stretched out at the same time as Han Lang's hand. , just grabbed the blade.

At the same time, he made a fist with his right hand, with the knuckles of his index finger protruding. When he turned his head, he punched backwards, aiming at the little girl's throat.

"what are you doing!"

Han Lang slammed on the brakes, and the other hand grabbed his wrist with a bang, and stared at the aunt with unkind eyes.

"Fuck!"

When the aunt turned her head, she had already realized that behind her was only a thin, not-so-old girl, and she was also a companion. She paused her hands and exclaimed.

Amid the screeching sound of brakes, the pickup truck wobbled and stood in the middle of the road.

The aunt did not break free from Han Lang's hand, her muscles relaxed, and she said with lingering fear: "What's the matter?!"

Han Lang felt that there was no strength in his hand, but he didn't let go.

His eyes shifted a little, and he looked at the little girl.

The little girl couldn't see the expression on her covered face, her big eyes stared at the aunt, but her eyes were very calm.His left hand was grabbed, and he struggled without shaking. When he stretched his right hand down, he reached for the gun.

"Don't touch the gun!"

Han Lang pushed the aunt's fist, and when the aunt obediently withdrew her fist and let go of the blade, and leaned against the car door, the hands of the little girls holding the knife and their free hands made a gesture of grabbing the gun at any time.

The little girl paused with her right hand, turned her head to look at Han Lang while tilting her body, but did not continue to touch the gun.

"Sapphire, aunt's voice is a little louder, it's not a fight, relax." Seeing that the little girl is still obedient, Han Lang secretly sighed, and said with a smile.

"Fuck!"

After Han Lang's words fell, the aunt came back to her senses and squeezed against the car door again, turned her body completely sideways, and looked at the little girl in surprise.

Why can't I speak loudly to you...

The aunt secretly complained, and at the same time understood that the silent girl was really protecting the food, and the knife was not a joke. He felt the murderous intent, although it was not strong, but it was really murderous.

Seeing that the little girl didn't follow up, Han Lang slowly let go of his hand and said, "Sapphire, even if we quarreled just now, we can't use the knife. The aunt is our companion now, so we can't use the knife or the gun at will."

"Yes."

The aunt took up the conversation and said: "We are our own people now, and our own people can't shout and kill, then it will become a traitor in the nest."

As he spoke, he touched his neck with his hand, and his fingers felt a little wet. He took a look under the headlights, and saw the scarlet on his fingers, and couldn't help being afraid.

Not to mention that he was experienced in many battles, at least he was a soldier who crawled out of the dead. He was unexpectedly attacked by the little girl, and was almost pierced in the neck.

Shouldn't I speak a little louder...

Aunt felt a little wronged in fear.

Han Lang picked up the neutral gear, still turned his head, and comforted him: "Sapphire, put away the knife and sleep for a while, and find a camping place later."

The little girl looked away from Han Lang's face and looked at the aunt. She blinked her big eyes, put away the knife, lay down on her side, and closed her eyes with her palms on her pillow.

call……

The aunt let out a foul breath, looked at Han Lang, and looked at the rearview mirror.

He can't worry about being so wild.

Seeing the little girl fell down, Han Lang turned his head, glanced at the aunt, and put the car into gear without colliding with the aunt's gaze.

The car, moving forward again, resumed its dull state.

After driving for half an hour, the aunt stared at the rearview mirror from the corner of her eye, and broke the silence and said, "You want to take her with you?"

"There is currently no suitable place."

Han Lang replied.

"I said..." Aunt turned to look at Han Lang, "You take her..."

After talking halfway, the aunt stopped.

He didn't know the relationship between the two of them. As far as the current situation is concerned, he just followed them to find the Iron Scorpion Mercenary Group. He said that they were reluctant companions. In fact, it is more accurate to go together, and it has not yet reached the point of making suggestions.

Han Lang understood what Auntie meant.

Indeed, the little girl didn't seem to understand how to get along with people, and she didn't refuse to kill, she didn't like it, and she didn't have the slightest fear.

Pulling out guns and knives at every turn, walking together, trouble is bound to be inevitable.

But he really couldn't leave the little girl behind, at least he couldn't just find a place to put her down, otherwise, he wouldn't teach her to use a gun and collect money for her.

Life and death are shared, and they have been together day and night for more than half a month, he really can't just walk away.

This question, this will give him a little headache.

While thinking about it, I temporarily put aside this difficult problem and said, "Let's see and talk, you are familiar with this place, find a quiet place nearby and camp first, and don't enter the village."

"Row."

The aunt answered very simply.

In the car, there was silence again, only the sound of the engine and the rustling of the wheels.

After walking again for about half an hour, the aunt leaned forward a little in the light, observed it, and said: "There is a dirt road ahead, turn right, and after four kilometers, there is a hill."

Han Lang slowed down slowly, saw the intersection without any reminder from his aunt, turned straight in, and drove slowly to the distance amidst the bumps.

Parking the car in a mountain depression, Han Lang got out of the car and looked around.

The aunt also got off the station and stayed there, but she didn't move.

Han Lang has night vision goggles, but he doesn't, it's pitch black, and he can't see his surroundings in the darkness before dawn.

The little girl sat up in a daze, picked up the rangefinder and jumped under the car, stood beside Han Lang and began to observe.

Han Lang remained silent, chose a location, got in the car and drove over.

The little girl ran two steps, but before she could get into the car, she stood there watching the far away car without moving.

"Let's go." The aunt said a little lazily: "It won't be too far."

The little girl remained motionless, staring at the pickup truck that drove out.

"Let's go." The aunt said she stretched out her hand to push the little girl down, so she could get over it, otherwise it would be ugly to throw the little girl down.

But just as his hand touched the little girl's shoulder, the little girl slumped and turned around.

The aunt was startled, and she withdrew abruptly. She shrank back almost in a horizontal manner, narrowly dodging the kick that was going straight to the root of life, stood still, and before the little girl retracted her feet, she spread her hands and said, "Don't Excited, don't be excited... OK, you stand, the car is turned off..."

As he spoke, he bypassed the little girl, raised his legs and went straight to the parked pickup.

Han Lang drove for five or sixty meters, chose a depression where the car could not be seen on the flat ground, and drove the car there to stop.

Camping, definitely not here, sleeping in a pit, not knowing that he was surrounded, so he just parked.

The little girl didn't move when she saw the car stopped. She quickly ran over the aunt and went straight to the pickup.

Running to the front of the car, seeing Han Lang with a backpack, a gun on his back, and a heavy sniper, he immediately got into the back door and pulled out his chest bag and bulletproof vest, armed himself quickly, and when the aunt came, he picked up his sniper Gun stood beside Han Lang.

The aunt took out the assault rifle from the co-pilot, pulled out the backpack from the back of the car, walked to Han Lang, stood still, looked at the little girl, then at Han Lang who closed the car door, and said, "You don't have any shortages." Water, why don’t you wash it, it stinks.”

Han Lang closed the car door without making a sound.

The little girl turned her head to look at the aunt, and when the aunt just became vigilant, she kicked without warning, and went straight between the aunt's legs.

The aunt suddenly shrank her body, moved [-] to [-] centimeters on the ground, and easily avoided the foot. She was a little unwilling, looked at Han Lang and said, "I can't talk about this yet."

Han Lang was also very surprised, the little girl's kick was so abrupt that there was no warning at all, but fortunately, the aunt's skill was quite flexible, otherwise the kick was strong enough, even if it was weak.

How did he know that Big Mom was almost kicked before, so he would be on guard.

Seeing the aunt's eyes, he shook his head with a headache, stretched out his hand to hold the little girl and said, "Sapphire, you can do it right away. He is not an enemy, at least not right now. Don't do it at the slightest disagreement, do you hear me?"

The little girl raised her head slightly and looked at Han Lang, without saying a word or moving.

"Aunt..."

Han Lang tried to explain, but the words stopped at the edge of his mouth.

As soon as we walked by, maybe we separated when we got to Halep, so there is no need to explain so much.

As for the faint stench on the little girl's body, he didn't know the reason.

After leaving the small village, the two incoming pickups also had water, so they didn’t need that much. When teaching the little girl to shoot, he exposed a bucket to the sun, leaned on the car, used camouflage cloth to make a temporary bathroom for the little girl, and taught She used soap, and washed the black robe she had draped over the camouflage cloth while she was bathing.

However, when Han Lang returned from vigilance, the cloth robe was dry, and the little girl put it on, and it could be seen that the little girl had taken a bath, but her body still had a faint stench.

At that time, Han Lang rolled his arms and took a look. The little girl had indeed been washed and was quite clean, but the smell had not been eliminated.

"She has a pool leg." The aunt followed behind and asked, "Which school is it?"

"Linxi." Han Lang said without turning his head.

This is what he taught the little girl alone, not a complete set, just a few easy-to-learn and powerful moves in fighting, and it is also a slightly modified move he used in military competitions, and even when fighting with the enemy.

Just a little shady.

"It has been changed later." Aunt asked again.

Han Lang just saw him suck his abdomen back and see the basics of martial arts. Although he doesn't know whether it is fighting or what kind of boxing, but it is inevitable that he has practiced it, and it is not a military boxing. The legs are essential.

"Have you practiced?" Han Lang asked without looking back.

"I've practiced it, it's not the same." The aunt didn't hide anything, and said: "At the beginning, I just practiced it as a basic skill. I learned Shaolin's pool legs, and it was also modified. It is said that it is almost the same."

"The basics are similar." Han Lang agreed with his statement.

"The speed of Sapphire's kick is good, but the strength is a bit lacking." The aunt became interested and said: "The point of exerting force and keeping the shoulders still is good. It ensures the suddenness of kicking and the speed is good, but the key points of explosive power are not grasped. "

"She has only been studying for more than ten days, and the practice time is only three days..."

Han Lang said lightly, but the image of teaching the little girl flashed in his heart.

If it weren't for the aunt who mentioned it, I really didn't pay attention. The little girl seems to have a talent for practicing martial arts. She learns very quickly, and can grasp the main points in a short time, and do it, just like sniping.

"Talent and learning..." Aunt was a little surprised.

Even if you learn the moves of boxing, you can't use it smoothly in three or five days, let alone have form, intention, and understand the essence.

"You can teach her if you want."

Han Lang stood still, and put down his backpack on a bulge at the top of the depression.

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