62: Chapter 62 Where Did This Little Brat Come From?

Yang Han's mind was racing. At this moment, his blood had begun to boil, and his head throbbed slightly.

"How should I respond if they have weapons in their hands?"

Yang Han's eyes narrowed slightly as his thoughts spun rapidly, his hand tightly gripping the dagger.

"Wait for an opportunity!"

Yang Han's expression turned fierce. He didn't choose to run; instead, he hid near the house where Zhang Peng was located.

Elsewhere, Scorpion led his group forward slowly. Scorpion, at the head, had a solemn expression and appeared extremely vigilant, as if fearing an ambush.

The other mercenaries following Scorpion seemed indifferent. They were quite calm because, having been ashore for so long without anyone coming to arrest them, they had gradually let down their guard.

"You'd better not relax too much. Otherwise, if you die, it's none of my business,"

Scorpion warned coldly.

A white man laughed dismissively. "Scorpion, where we are is the border of Great Xia, not their interior. What's there to be afraid of? Besides, aren't you here?"

"Yeah, with the famous Scorpion around, what's there to fear?" a black man also laughed, his face relaxed and at ease.

"The reason I've survived until now is because of my vigilance."

Scorpion frowned and said, "Perk up!"

"Got it."

The other mercenaries grinned, though they managed to pull themselves together.

Scorpion led the group to a dilapidated small wooden cabin.

Several mercenaries surrounded the cabin with extremely vigilant expressions, while Scorpion stood outside and said, "Zhang Peng, we're here. Come out yourself."

As his voice fell, a sound immediately came from inside the house: "Okay, okay, I'm coming out. Don't shoot!"

At the same time, in a corner, a pair of sharp eyes was watching it all. Yang Han naturally recognized the lead mercenary—it was the famous Scorpion! He was an ace within the AO Group, a veteran of a hundred battles! He had also been an exceptionally outstanding student at the International Hunter School.

"It's actually Scorpion?"

"This Zhang Peng must know quite a lot, otherwise Scorpion wouldn't have come personally."

Yang Han adjusted his mindset. At this moment, he was slightly nervous, but he wasn't afraid. On the contrary, his blood was pumping, and he had become very excited.

He was naturally very clear about who Scorpion was—a top-tier mercenary, battle-hardened, and extremely cautious.

Yang Han looked around, searching for a weakness among the seven people.

"No matter what, I can't let you take Zhang Peng away!" Yang Han made up his mind.

The door of the wooden cabin was opened, and Zhang Peng walked out slowly with both hands raised.

"Scorpion, why did you only get here now? It's a bit too late. We should leave quickly before we're detected by the Great Xia side!"

Zhang Peng said hurriedly after coming out.

Clearly, he was terrified of the people from Great Xia.

Scorpion said, "There's no rush for that. First, I need to confirm whether you really have the things we want to control in your hands."

"Scorpion, I admit you're very capable, but for the things I hold, you're not qualified to handle the handover. Have your superior come and talk to me!" Zhang Peng said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, with a *clack*, a black man raised his gun at Zhang Peng and cursed, "Fuck, how are you talking?"

Scorpion was their boss. Zhang Peng's disrespectful words naturally made the others feel displeased.

Scorpion reached out his hand and said coldly, "I hope you don't do anything stupid. You know very well what the consequences are if you deceive us."

"Of course I know," Zhang Peng nodded.

"Then let's go. Tie his hands."

Scorpion directed a white man to take out a rope and tie Zhang Peng's hands directly.

Soon everything was ready. Scorpion took a deep breath and looked toward the distant coastline. "Let's go!"

Subsequently, the group began to move. Hidden in a concealed spot, Yang Han's eyes glinted. Scorpion's group formation was too solid, like an iron barrel; he couldn't find even the slightest opening, which made him slightly anxious!

If this continued, wouldn't he be letting Scorpion and the others escape back to their lair?

Crucially, if Zhang Peng was taken away, his own trial would be considered a failure.

"Scorpion... stay here for me."

Yang Han's arms tightened as his muscles bulged. Holding several palm-sized stones in his hand, his heart pounded wildly!

He didn't have any firearms in his hands, yet he had to stop this group. How dangerous and difficult it was—he was practically wandering along the line of death at every moment!

On the other side, in an open space about two kilometers away from Yang Han's location, a helicopter slowly landed. Then, all members of the Thunderbolt Assault Team ran out of the cabin.

"We must race against time. We absolutely cannot let Zhang Peng be rescued! Nor can we let anything happen to that Yang Han!"

"Thunderbolt Assault Team, we must make our presence felt!"

Lei Zhan roared, then immediately rushed toward the destination without saying another word.

In the jungle.

Scorpion and the others were escorting Zhang Peng toward the coastline. However, just at that moment—

A swift stone flew at a high speed of forty meters per second, heading straight for the throat of a mercenary behind Scorpion.

Yang Han only had stones in his hands. Under normal circumstances, a stone could never kill a person.

But Yang Han was no normal person!

He possessed an astonishing, Herculean strength far beyond others, as well as powerful aiming abilities. Therefore, that stone directly struck the mercenary's throat.

Thud!

A bloody hole was smashed into the mercenary's throat, the stone embedding itself deep inside. The mercenary was black; his pupils suddenly widened larger than a ghost's as he clutched his own neck with both hands, blood constantly coughing out of his mouth!

This scene happened extremely fast!

Scorpion heard the strange noise and turned his head, only to find an extremely high-speed stone smashing toward him.

In Scorpion's view, that kind of high speed was practically like a thrown javelin; its power was terrifying. At that moment, Scorpion felt in his heart that he absolutely could not be hit.

Otherwise, he would lose his combat capability.

Scorpion's pupils constricted violently.

"Damn it, who is it?"

He was a top mercenary after all, and had never had any issues for over twenty years. To have lived until now without being caught by any country's military or police was enough to show how amazing his skills were!

Scorpion dodged the stone's attack by the narrowest of margins, while simultaneously roaring, "Ambush!"

Swish, swish, swish...

Countless stones smashed toward them again.

Including Scorpion, there were seven people. One black man had already died from being hit directly in the throat. Among the other five, two were also hit in the throat, losing their ability to fight.

The remaining three were hit, but not in vital spots. Thus, they reacted quickly, drawing their guns and firing wildly toward where Yang Han was located.

"Bastard!"

"Using stones? Where did this brat come from!"

"Damn it, I'm definitely going to shoot through his intestines."

Scorpion and the group of mercenaries were all incensed, launching a frantic attack toward Yang Han's direction.