Capítulo 1202: Chapter 1202

Sun Hongwu’s face was ashen, his hand on the knife handle at his waist, his knuckles white from the effort.

“Zhang Yang, don’t push your luck.”

“That thing should have a share for the Qingyi Sect. Uncle Long stole my map, and you snatched the Jade Box from Uncle Long, how do we settle this?”

The two henchmen behind him also stepped half a pace closer, the blade glinting coldly in the snowlight.

Zhang Yang leaned against a protruding rock, a cigarette unlit between his fingers.

“Settle? How to settle? You Qingyi Sect threatened me with Xiao Man, who should I settle that score with?”

Before his voice fell, he flipped his wrist, and a dagger was in his hand.

Sun Hongwu’s pupils contracted suddenly, unexpected that Zhang Yang actually wanted to fight.

“Fine, Zhang Yang, you forced me to do this.” Sun Hongwu shouted angrily.

As Sun Hongwu’s words fell, several shadows suddenly rushed forward.

Zhang Yang immediately recognized them as Uncle Long’s people.

These people immediately surrounded both Zhang Yang and Sun Hongwu’s group.

Uncle Long leisurely walked up, with a lot of henchmen following behind him, just how many did this guy bring.

From afar, Uncle Long saw Zhang Yang and Sun Hongwu confronting, and a foxlike smile curved on his lips, calling out, “Ah, you two met first.”

“What, dividing the spoils?”

Sun Hongwu swiftly turned back, seeing Uncle Long’s group, his face even darker: “Old scoundrel! You dare to show up?”

Uncle Long leisurely approached, his gaze falling on the Jade Box in Zhang Yang’s hand, a flash of greed passing through: “Why wouldn’t I dare? The Soul Resurrection Grass was ownerless, whoever gets it, keeps it.”

“How about you two listen to this old man, hand over the goods, and everyone leaves peacefully.”

Zhang Yang looked at the two groups in front of him, sneering inside.

This old fox knows how to pick his timing, stepping in while he and Sun Hongwu were at a standoff, trying to fish for benefits.

But it looks like these two groups haven’t teamed up yet.

And Sun Hongwu suddenly lost so many people, could it be they already had a skirmish with Uncle Long?

This is interesting, Zhang Yang’s mouth lifted, then he teasingly said, “Hand it over?”

Zhang Yang tossed the Jade Box, suddenly flipping it into the air, “If you want it, grab it yourself!”

The Jade Box traced an arc in the air, and both Sun Hongwu and Uncle Long’s faces drastically changed.

Sun Hongwu roared, lunging for it, while Uncle Long harshly ordered, “Stop him!”

Chaos erupted instantly.

Sun Hongwu’s two henchmen swung their blades at Uncle Long’s people, while Uncle Long’s henchmen pulled out tranquilizer guns to shoot.

Zhang Yang rolled into hiding behind a rock in the chaos, but he glimpsed Xia Xue peeking out from the tent, clutching that “brick-like” device.

“Get inside!” Zhang Yang whispered, and Xia Xue hastily retreated into the tent.

Gunshots, blade clashes, and angry curses mingled together.

Sun Hongwu got hold of the Jade Box but was entangled by Uncle Long’s people, a tranquilizer dart grazed his arm, leaving a blood trace.

Uncle Long seized the chance, pouncing from the side toward Sun Hongwu, trying to snatch the box.

Zhang Yang hid behind the rock, calculating the timing.

Jin Tuantuan was still recovering in the tent, and Xia Xue was unarmed, he needed to resolve this quickly.

Suddenly, he noticed one of Uncle Long’s men’s backpacks bulging, as if holding some heavy weapon.

Zhang Yang’s eyes sharpened, and he shot out from the rock, stabbing at the man’s wrist with the dagger.

“Squelch!” The dagger pierced flesh, and the man screamed.

At the same time, the backpack fell to the ground, revealing a metallic tube—damn, it’s a small rocket launcher!

Zhang Yang’s pupils shrank.

The old codger Uncle Long actually brought this thing!

At this moment, Sun Hongwu was kicked down by Uncle Long, the Jade Box sliding to Zhang Yang’s feet.

Zhang Yang didn’t hesitate, kicking the Jade Box and grabbing the rocket launcher from the ground, then turning to run downhill.

This looks fun, Zhang Yang wanted to find a place to try it out.

“Chase!” Uncle Long and Sun Hongwu shouted simultaneously.

Zhang Yang sprinted through the snow with the rocket launcher on his back.

The footsteps behind him were chaotic, at least seven or eight people were chasing.

He glanced back, only to see Uncle Long and Sun Hongwu temporarily teaming up, relentlessly pursuing him.

“Damn, like a plaster.” Zhang Yang cursed.

Suddenly he spotted a massive ice crevice on the slope ahead. His heart moved, he veered sharply, heading for the crevice.

The edge of the crevice was covered in thin ice, Zhang Yang aimed, and turned back to fire at the pursuers.

With a boom, Zhang Yang’s ears rang painfully.

After firing a shot, Zhang Yang had no time to think, tossing the rocket launcher aside, and somersaulting over to dodge behind a boulder on the other side of the crevice.

Uncle Long and Sun Hongwu’s group immediately dove to the ground.

After the explosion, three or four of Uncle Long’s men were dead.

This enraged Uncle Long, “Chase him.”

Sun Hongwu was gleeful but quickly chased as well.

The group came up, seeing the rocket launcher on the ground, all momentarily stunned.

“The thing is here!” Sun Hongwu shouted, reaching to pick it up.

“Watch out for traps!” Uncle Long hadn’t finished speaking when Zhang Yang peeked from behind the boulder, holding a flare, aimed at the edge of the ice crevice!

The flare, trailing red light, struck the thin ice, with a crack, the edge of the crevice collapsed!

As Sun Hongwu reached for the rocket launcher, the ground gave way beneath him, and he screamed, falling into the crevice.

Uncle Long reacted swiftly, leaping back, but was bumped by his henchman behind, leaving half his body dangling at the crevice’s edge.

“Pull me up, you fool!” Uncle Long roared.

The henchman hurriedly pulled at him.

Zhang Yang seized the moment to dash from behind the boulder, picking up the rocket launcher, running downhill without looking back.

Behind him, Uncle Long’s furious cursing echoed, as Zhang Yang laughed heartily.

The rocket launcher isn’t for ordinary people to play with; best not to use it again. But this thing can’t be left for them, it’s too dangerous.

Zhang Yang immediately ran back, planning to regroup with Jin Tuantuan and Xia Xue.

He hadn’t gone far when he saw Jin Tuantuan leading Xia Xue toward him.

“Why are you out here?” Zhang Yang asked.

“Of course, to fight them with you, what was that big explosion earlier?”

“It could easily trigger an avalanche.” Jin Tuantuan couldn’t help but retort.

“By the way, where’s the thing?”

Zhang Yang tossed the rocket launcher to the ground, panting, “The Jade Box was snatched by Sun Hongwu, but he fell into the ice crevice. The old dog Uncle Long isn’t dead, probably still coming after us.”

Jin Tuantuan frowned, “Sun Hongwu’s dead?”

“Not sure, the crevice is very deep.”

Zhang Yang said urgently, “What surprise were you talking about?”

Jin Tuantuan pointed to the sky, “You’ll know once you look.”

Zhang Yang paused, suddenly hearing a rumbling sound; he looked up, overjoyed.

“A helicopter?!”

Xia Xue, clutching the brick-like device, was also stunned. Originally it was supposed to be packed in Zhang Yang’s backpack, but she still held onto it, looking somewhat cute.

Jin Tuantuan grinned, “How about it, surprised, aren’t you?”