Lana said that Lina was in her heart. As long as the person who was not General Minlai caught up with him... Lina pulled off a leaf and rubbed it into her palm, hung up her phone and walked towards the depths of the mountain.

She was waiting for Angwen to come and meet.

The fight on the mountain road continued. The two people who were knocked away all the daggers in their hands and they were like two wild beasts fighting each other. The fists faced the fists and the feet faced the legs. Each attack was a fatal fight.

Liu Ning's gunshot wound in his arm was bleeding more and more. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of sweat floated into the nose of the Burmese man Ang Wen, who was a man of Burmese, who showed a fierce smile.

"Bang!"

Liu Ning's fist was about to hit Ang Wen's chest hard, but then his arm was tightly pinched by Ang Wen. Ang Wen's poisonous cold voice came from the night wind, "Here... I've been shot, right?"

"ah!!"

The wound that was shot was pressed hard by the rough thumb, and his fingers were snatched into the flesh-rolling wound. Even the man with iron bones was so sad that he screamed in his throat!

pain!

pain!

Heart-wrenching pain, and the pain of peeling the flesh!

Listening to Liu Ning's scream, Ang Wen laughed coldly, "Does it hurt? Does it hurt very much?" His thumbs that were cleaved into the wound were stirring, and he even clenched the flesh and blood. In the darkness, Ang Wen's eyes were cruel only to animals.

Liu Ning, who screamed, only allowed himself to lose his composure once, raised his foot and kicked Ang Wen hard in the abdomen, "It hurts, I'm going to kill you too!"

While kicking out, he grabbed Ang Wen's left hand with both hands and grabbed his arm's gunshot wound, twisted it out with force, and roared out from his throat, and clamped Ang Wen's left hand to death. As the kicking out, Ang Wen fell backwards.

"Crack" twisted, and the sound of dislocation sounded crisply. The elbow joint of Ang Wen's left hand was twisted and dislocated by Liu Ning.

Ang Wen took a lot of breath, and it hurt a lot, but for Ang Wen, who was like a ferocious beast, he could still laugh softly. Even though his arm was still in Liu Ning's hand, Ang Wen's knees were arched tightly, and his eyes were exposed with fierce light, he chose to fight both sides and kicked Liu Ning's abdomen with his bent knees.

Liu Ning let go, his whole right arm was so painful that it was trembling, and his whole body seemed to gradually lose his strength as the blood flowed out of the wound "Popo".

Angwen, who took a step back, smiled and gasped. After moving her shoulders, she easily reset her dislocated elbow, spitted on the bloody Ma Zi, and sneered coldly, "The people around Brother Kun are all useless, is it a waste? Can you kill me? "

The reset left arm was slightly shaken and moved freely. The muscles on his arm were bulging inch by inch, and the strong muscles and bones were already timid from the intuition.

Liu Ning couldn't see how strong his muscles were at night, but he really felt the perverted and strongness of the other party.

Liu Ning was gasping for breath, and the pain in his abdomen was so painful that he couldn't even stand up. His ears were buzzing and thinking about him, and he knew who the Burmese man he was facing was.

Angwen.

A professional killer around Lina, all the things that need to be blooded outside are handled by Angwen. Four years ago, Angwen is the protagonist.

When facing Ang Wen, Liu Ning was not sure.

All of these professional killers have been trained in perverts. The pain nerves seem to be stripped away and they will not feel pain even if they are shot. Simply dislocated is nothing to them.

Liu Ning stood up slowly, he had no way out, and this person had to solve it!

Female soldier Ye Jian, Lina is handed over to you!
Chapter completed!