Guo Lingfei handed the binoculars to the driver who drove to find the village, that is, the fierce soldier who was part-time as a guide. The soldier blamed himself and was very angry. The villagers who were killed were of the same race as him. He heard the sound of gunshots and cannons.

When I drove to find this place, I felt a huge fist clenched and making a rattling sound.

Guo Lingfei patted the tough soldier on the shoulder, turned to the translator and whispered softly: "Tell him that I will kill those people on his behalf to avenge him."

A green light flashed, and the dragon scale dagger that had not drank blood for a long time was unsheathed. Guo Lingfei rushed down the slope and ran straight to the village a thousand meters away. Under the scorching sun, the green dragon scales flashed with a bit of chill.

, it wants to drink blood, and it wants to kill people. Ye Fei is not idle either, following Guo Lingfei closely, the thin knife is still in his sleeve, and the murder weapon is not exposed, but his people have been overwhelmed by the endless murderous intention.

shrouded.

The black translator and the fierce soldier were stunned. Their mouths opened wide, confusion replaced anger. The two people in their sights, one was holding a dagger, and the other was bare-handed. They wanted to fight more than fifty militants with fists, feet and cold weapons.

, is it crazy, or is it madman.

The armed men gathered in the village looked at the village as miserable as hell on earth, holding their guns high and cheering. They were celebrating today's victory. At this time, these people were more like a group of beasts, a group of beasts with only primitive animal nature. Thatched huts

The few militants who had given vent to their bestiality came out, and one of them threw a grenade into the thatched hut. The thatched hut collapsed, sending up thick black smoke, and several naked bodies twisted and groaned in the burning thatch.

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"Hahaha..." The leader of the militants was a big black man. He unzipped his clothes, exposed his chest and laughed loudly, with a ferocious face.

Suddenly, a green light flashed across the neck of the big black man. His mouth was still open, but there was no sound in his throat. When everyone was horrified, a huge human head rolled down, and a cavity of hot blood spurted out. Everyone was horrified, and the green man was shocked.

The light reappeared like a strange spiritual snake moving about.

Guo Lingfei, who was moving erratically like ghosts one by one, counted silently in his heart. When he counted to ten, no gunfire rang out. He couldn't help but feel disappointed. He killed these people like beasts but didn't expect them to be as useless as beasts waiting to be slaughtered.

The ability to resist, is killing someone as interesting as killing a dead pig? Of course not.

The armed men roared away, and when they came back to their senses and were about to deal with Guo Lingfei, another killing god appeared, Ye Fei, Ye Yi Dao, the thin blade sliced ​​the person's throat lightly, killing him with one blow, and the person who was stabbed had no chance.

There is no possibility of survival. Ye Fei's killing methods are very proficient, and without being sloppy, even an idiot can see that he is a ruthless character who has been killed for a long time.

"Uncle Ye...leave me a few more..."

While Guo Lingfei was talking, two more people fell to the ground. After taking a look at Ye Fei's killing methods and speed, he was really worried that he would kill a few less. It was the first time he killed someone, and he had no fear, no regrets, and no experience.

It was a hearty pleasure, but the resentment in my heart was still vented.

Sporadic gunshots rang out, and the remaining panicked militants did not want to die, but could they still aim with their trembling hands? After the noise, there was a deathly silence. There were more than fifty corpses in the open space in the center of the village. Only

Three people stood on this land that was more miserable than hell.

A young man in dirty camouflage uniform looked at Guo Lingfei blankly. Guo Lingfei also looked at him. Ye Fei also looked at him. He was a teenager, not much different from Guo Lingfei in terms of age. The boy scouts were in S country.

It's very common, it's found among government troops, and it's also found among anti-government troops.

The young man held the AK tightly in his hands. AK is the cheapest weapon in Africa and the most practical weapon. The young man regarded this AK as the support of his life, but the muzzle of the gun that had not yet been raised was shaking constantly.

"Master, will you kill or shall I?"

Ye Fei looked at the young man, curled his lips, and his voice was so cold that it was shocking. Ye Fei, who had followed Guo Feiyu in the underworld, had a habit of never giving charity to the person he killed.

Pity or sympathy is so cold-blooded because the road we have traveled has been cruel.

Guo Lingfei looked at the young man's tender cheeks, then looked at the corpse lying at his feet, and finally shook his head. He couldn't bear to kill this young man of similar age to himself. After all, it was his first time to kill someone and he couldn't reach the state of complete disregard for life.

, "Give him a chance to live and let him take it by himself."

Guo Lingfei turned around and walked slowly towards the outside of the village. Ye Fei didn't say anything and followed silently. The young man's frightened eyes showed fierceness, and the muzzle of the gun that was not raised was raised bit by bit.

Then, his finger was on the trigger.

Untimely charity is a disguised form of being mean. Guo Lingfei stepped forward slowly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes were staring at the dragon scale dagger that shone like a mirror. He felt that he was really being mean this time, and whispered to himself: "This is

It’s the first time but there won’t be another time…”

Guo Lingfei suddenly turned around, and the green light cut through the air and penetrated into the boy's eyebrows. There was also a bright knife stuck in the boy's throat. This knife belonged to Ye Fei. The smart boy wanted to treat the mercy of others as murder.

The opportunity, maybe to get a reward, or maybe to dispel the fear in my heart, but in the end it cost me my life.

"Master, I used to be soft-hearted when I was young, but the cruel reality does not allow me to do this, otherwise my life would have been lost for no reason." Ye Fei walked to the young man's body, bent down and pulled out a knife.

He handed the dragon scale dagger to Guo Lingfei without even looking at the young man. He turned around and handed the dragon scale to Guo Lingfei, as calmly and calmly as if what died at his feet was an animal.

Guo Lingfei put the dragon scale dagger into its sheath, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and nodded with a smile, "Uncle Ye is right. The path I want to take in the future will not allow me to show mercy at an inappropriate time, especially to the enemy.

Today I feel like I am feeding my mercy to the dogs."

The sound of the Hummer engine attracted the attention of the two people. Guo Lingfei's guide and driver drove the vehicle into the village. When he jumped out of the car and saw clearly everything in front of him, he was stunned.

"Don't be stunned...kill more today and you can take a vacation for the rest of the week. I haven't given myself a vacation in ten years."
Chapter completed!