Peach Luck Unparalleled

At the eastern foot of the Alps, it is covered with snow.

Because the mountain is too steep, it has not become a ski resort, there are only a few ski resorts, and the business is obviously not as good as that in the west.

In a small valley sheltered from the wind, stands a tree house. From the outside, it looks like the tree house has been unoccupied for a long time, but the blood saint actually lives inside.

All the windows are covered with thick black curtains, leaving only a small skylight on the roof; the chimney has been blocked, and the smoke from the fireplace leads to the outside through a secret pipe; One person can eat all kinds of supplies for two years.

The reason why he chooses to hide here is that the Blood Saint has his own idea: this place is usually inaccessible, even if you meet tourists, you can completely cover it up as a hunter, so you don't have to worry about being exposed.

When the wind outside calms down, he will come out again and recruit a group of people to rebuild the Blood Shadow Killer Squad.

So since he moved in, he was ready to live in isolation for a period of time. All the doors and windows were nailed shut, and only a secret passage in the basement could allow him to enter and exit.

For a week, he never stepped out of the tree house.

The only tool to communicate with the outside world is a satellite phone, and he never uses it to make calls, only to send and receive some encrypted digital messages.

Just now, he got the news, and after translating the digital code received, the content was: Chris failed in action, fell from a [-]-story building, and was confirmed dead.

He punched the table, took off the golden mask, and cursed: "Even Chris failed, who the hell did I provoke, he will spare no effort to eradicate the blood shadow. Now that Chris is dead, the highest level There is only one mutant orc left, and without a booster, it will be even more troublesome to rebuild the blood shadow in the future."

Qin Feng flew past the tree house three times in a row. The thermal imager showed that there was indeed a heat source in the house. When he flew by for the last time, he even saw a shining golden mask through the skylight.

That's right, it is the old den of the Blood Saint.

At the beginning, he was going to use rockets to blow up the tree house and kill the blood saint inside, but when his eyes finally fell on the cliff not far away, he had a new idea.

Taking out the double-barreled shotgun he used for hunting last time, loaded two bullets, and pulled the trigger against the cliff.

bang bang...

Two shots were fired, and dozens of birds flew out of the surrounding pine forest, and they flew around in panic.

In the tree house, the Blood Saint frowned and said to himself: "There are still people hunting in such a cold day, isn't it too cold?"

The sound of the shotgun was different from other guns, and he could easily distinguish it. Since it was a shotgun, there was no need to take it to heart. He made himself a cup of fragrant coffee.

Before he had time to taste it carefully, he heard a rumbling sound first.

Boom... boom...

The sound was getting closer and closer, and it sounded like... a movement only during an avalanche. He stared, pulled the ladder on the side, and quickly climbed up. He poked his head out of the skylight to see it, and was immediately dumbfounded.

The snow is rolling in, and the trees and stones that pass by are buried deep without exception. It seems that it only takes more than ten seconds to reach here.

He almost hated the person who shot just now. The sound of the gun made the high snow collapse, causing an avalanche.

Staying in the house is definitely a dead end. It is impossible for the tree house to withstand the impact of the snow, and it will be torn into pieces in a moment. The people trapped in it have no possibility of surviving.

He jumped off the ladder and headed into the secret passage.

Just a few steps in, there was the sound of blood pressure falling down on the tree house from behind, and then the sound of the house being completely broken.

He felt lucky for his choice to come here. At least the secret passage is located below the ground, so it should be able to withstand the tremors caused by the avalanche.

But he was still dumbfounded immediately, the exit was tightly blocked, there were not only a lot of snow, but also gravel and mud, and his hands were empty, not even a shovel.

He tried it with his hands, and the largest stone blocking the exit weighed several hundred kilograms, and it was not enough to move it with his own strength.

Do you want to die here?

He was not reconciled, at this moment a green light flashed on his waist, which made him ecstatic, when did he put the satellite phone on his waist.It can be regarded as a rescue from a desperate situation. As long as the emergency call can be made, the rescue team can accurately locate him according to the signal and rescue him from the snowdrift.

He took it out and saw that there was a signal, and he called the police with his trembling hands.

"Hey, how can I help you?" A masculine baritone came from the speaker.

Xue Shengyu said excitedly: "There was an avalanche here, and I was trapped in a tunnel. You immediately send someone to rescue me..."

"Hehe, Blood Saint, right?" The other party interrupted him: "You've always been in the business of killing people, why do you need someone to save you now?"

The Blood Saint was stunned: "How do you know my name, who are you?"

Qin Feng stepped on the flying sword, hovered directly above the foundation of the tree house, held the same satellite phone in his hand, and said with a smile: "Who do you say I am? To tell you the truth, I made the avalanche of."

"You...you are Qin Feng?"

"Haha, you're not too stupid." First Young Master Qin continued to say in a sarcastic tone, "You are lucky to be planted in my hands. To tell you the truth, you have absolutely no chance of surviving. It doesn't matter if you have any funeral affairs." Tell me something, such as where you hid valuables, anyway, you are going to die, and you can’t take it away. Why don’t you give it to me as a redemption.”

The blood saint gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I can't take it away, I won't take it easy on you. You should die."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

I wanted to make a call again, but I couldn't, because Qin Feng blocked the signal in this area.

The blood saint's hope began to sink little by little, and when he was about to be completely disappointed, he suddenly found that he could communicate with his subordinates, so he immediately made up a message and sent it out.

Being able to send a message was just an illusion, the other party couldn't receive it at all, but was intercepted verbatim by First Young Master Qin.

He forwarded this message to Su Wu and asked her, a computer expert, to decipher it. If she guessed right, it should be a major secret of the Blood Shadow Organization, or a place where the treasure is hidden.

Immediately afterwards, the Blood Saint sent a few more messages, all of which he forwarded to Su Wu.

When a person is extremely cold, his heartbeat will slow down because his body cannot maintain a normal body temperature, and he can live for a few hours at most.

Although the blood saint was not buried in the snow, it definitely did not exceed twenty hours. In the end, the message he sent was no longer encrypted, and there were many typos.

Qin Feng waited for another hour, then left in peace.