Xiao Feng has always been very sensitive to murderous intent. He did not hesitate. The dragon pattern dagger that was jumping and spinning in his hand, mixed with the strong wind, stabbed towards the back.
With a 'pop' sound, the dragon-patterned dagger collided with a thick-edged steel knife, causing a spark to fly out.
Xiao Feng took advantage of the situation and took a step back, looking at the other party: "Who are you?"
"Shao Family," a strong man in black was holding a thick-edged steel knife about one and a half meters long, with a notch on the edge.
Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes. It turned out that he was a master of the Shao family. He actually fought his way out of the encirclement and came here. It seemed that his strength was not weak.
The strong man in black raised the steel knife in his hand and swept across the gap on the blade. Surprise flashed in his eyes and he blurted out: "What a sharp dagger." As he said this, he stared at the dragon-marked dagger closely, revealing a hint of greed.
"Haha, when I cut off your head, you will find that it is sharper," Xiao Feng sneered a few times, feeling unhappy that this bastard actually wanted to use his own dragon-marked dagger.
"Really? When I came, the head of the family told me that I must take off your head," the strong man in black tightened the steel knife in his hand and pointed the blade directly at Xiao Feng.
"Well-developed limbs, simple mind," Xiao Feng shook his head, slowly pulled out the life-threatening soul-chasing gun from his waist, and pointed the gun directly at the strong man in black: "Do you think you can be faster than my bullets?"
"You can try," the strong man in black was not afraid at all, his legs were slightly bent, preparing to save his strength.
Since the other party gave him a try, Xiao Feng didn't know what it meant to be polite, so he directly pulled the trigger, and a special bullet roared out, sealing the body of the strong man in black.
"Roar," the strong man in black roared angrily when he saw Xiao Feng shoot. With a shake of his shoulders, he jumped up like a lion and pulled out a sword with the steel knife in his hand.
"Idiot," Xiao Feng looked at the movements of the strong man in black and softly uttered two words.
With a 'bang' sound, the bullet hit the steel knife. There was almost no accident. The strong man in black was blown away directly, and half of his body was shattered.
The strong man in black fell to the ground, still alive, and let out a miserable cry: "You..."
"It's none of my business, you asked me to try it," Xiao Feng shrugged and put away the life-threatening soul-chasing gun leisurely.
The life-stealing soul-chasing gun, the life-chasing soul-chasing gun, never misses a beat. Not to mention the level of the strong man in black, no matter how high-level the master is, the number of those who die under this gun is not only fifty but also thirty.
It can be said that this gun is specially prepared for masters. From the gun to the bullets, they are all specially made. It is as powerful as a small rocket launcher. Otherwise, how can it be called a 'life-killing soul-hunting'.
The strong man in black died with hatred. Xiao Feng looked away from him. You bastard, you dare to think of a dragon-marked dagger and you are seeking death. Haven't you heard this sentence? No matter how skilled you are, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife. No matter how much the kitchen knife is, Faster than bullets.
‘Whoosh’, seeing Xiao Feng alone, a Japanese thought he had an opportunity and flew over with a shuriken.
Xiao Feng's body swayed and he disappeared from the spot. At the same time, the dragon-marked dagger in his hand whizzed out and went straight to the Japanese who made the move.
The dragon-marked dagger was as black as ink, and it was difficult to detect at night. By the time the Japanese discovered it, it was already too late. The dragon-marked dagger was inserted into his heart and passed through his back, showing its power. So big.
"Is this what the Sun Wolf Group is?" Xiao Feng was a little disappointed and took back the dragon-marked dagger.
Xiao Feng was just about to join the battle circle, but his ribs felt a burst of pain. He shook his head and refused to participate. He found a darker corner, sat down, and started watching the show.
After some observation, Xiao Feng discovered that the Japanese Wolf Group was actually not weak. Let’s not talk about anything else. The Japanese who fought against the Demon Sword were not much worse than the Demon Sword. The two fought equally well.
Demon Sword's sword is famously fast in the evil wind, and only lightning can compete with him. His soft sword flies up and down, the cold light flashes, and it is extremely dazzling.
The long and narrow sharp knives in the hands of the Japanese are also very fast. Although they are temporarily passive, they are not inferior. It can be seen that the Japanese Wolf Group is not just idiots, but is truly capable.
Looking further into the distance, Kuang Zhan and Lang Yi were fighting fiercely. Both of them were injured to varying degrees. Kuang Zhan was wearing a pair of punches and had already broken Lang Yi's dagger, but even this dagger was also on his side. A bloody groove was cut on his body.
Xiao Feng touched his pocket, took out a cigarette, and threw one in his mouth, but did not light it. He turned his attention to the hills again. At this time, the hills were covered in blood, but the blood was mostly Japanese.
Hilly's hands held the iron chain as thick as his wrist, and every time he swung it, it made a harsh whistling sound, which brought great pressure to people.
"Be careful on the hills," Xiao Feng, who was standing next to him coldly, suddenly noticed that several Japanese men took out a concealed weapon at the same time and shot towards the hills.
"Roar," Shan Shan roared angrily. With his huge body, it was almost impossible to dodge so many hidden weapons. The iron chain in his hand hit the two Japanese heads hard, and blood splattered, which was particularly terrifying.
At the same time, Xiao Feng also arrived. With a dragon-marked dagger, he cut the Japanese's throats when they were unprepared. When he turned around, Shan Shan's body shook and he sat down on the ground.
"Hill, how are you?" Xiao Feng walked quickly towards the hill.
"Damn, it's actually poisonous." The injured area on the hill had turned black and purple, and began to spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Zero, use your dagger," Qiao Qiao pressed his injured thigh and gritted his teeth.
Xiao Feng handed the dragon-marked dagger to Shan Shan, then walked towards a Japanese man and started to turn over him.
"Ah," Shan Shan let out a cry of pain. Xiao Feng turned around and saw Shan Shan cut off a piece of flesh as big as his palm from his thigh, and blood spurted out.
Xiao Feng frowned slightly and rummaged around, but couldn't find any antidote. He could only return to the hillside: "There is no antidote."
"It's nothing, it's already bleeding," Shan Shan shook his head and returned the dragon-marked dagger to Xiao Feng. He endured the pain and staggered to stand up.
"What do you want to do?"
"Find a bullet to stop the bleeding,"
Xiao Feng was silent. On the battlefield, he had used this method to stop bleeding more than once, but the pain was really not something that humans should endure. He was just about to find bullets when he suddenly remembered something: "I have some medicine here. Sprinkle some on it." ," he said, taking out a medicine bottle and throwing it to the hill.
Shan Shan didn't ask what it was. He sat on the ground, opened the cap of the bottle, and poured the powder inside onto the wound. The blood soon stopped, leaving him in a daze.
"It's so easy to use," Shan Shan said.
"Haha, an old Chinese medicine doctor gave it to me," Xiao Feng thought of Nangong Jishi and wondered when he could develop it in large quantities.
Shan Shan was carelessly injured, his face full of annoyance: "Damn, little Japan knows how to play dirty," he said, grabbing the body of a Japanese man next to him and throwing it against the guardrail.
‘Pa’, the Japanese’s head hit the guardrail, and another cloud of blood mist spattered, making it bloody and pungent.
"Hills, how are these Japanese people compared to the people of the Blue Lion Mercenary Group?" Xiao Feng looked at the things pulled out of the Japanese, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"powerful,"
"They are better at assassination," Xiao Feng played with some gadgets. If I was not mistaken, they were all highly poisonous.
"Ninja again,"
"There are ninjas inside, but not all of them," Xiao Feng grabbed a shuriken and shot it towards the Japanese closest to him.
With a 'pop' sound, the shuriken sank into his back, and he soon fell to the ground dead.
"Everyone, be careful of their hidden weapons," Xiao Feng shouted, reminding the members of Sha Feng.
Xiao Feng could see that in terms of individual combat effectiveness, the Sun Wolf team was not as good as the Sha Feng members, but with these vicious hidden weapons, it was really not certain who would live and who would die in the end.
"Kill Xiao Feng(日)," Lang Yi, who was fighting fiercely with Kuang Zhan, gave the order in a fierce voice.
"You sir," Xiao Feng couldn't laugh or cry when he heard Lang Yi's order. Why did he just stare at me?
Soon, several Japanese fired hidden weapons, forcing their original opponents back, and rushed towards Xiao Feng at all costs, giving him a headache.
"Shanshan, please don't die, kid," Xiao Feng said without retreating, but instead advanced, killing several Japanese.
Shan Shan looked at Xiao Feng's back, gritted his teeth, and stood up unsteadily from the ground. Shan Shan knew that Xiao Feng left on purpose. He was the target. If he stayed here, it would increase his own danger.
"Hills, you're not dead," Crab said, carrying a huge wrench and striding over.
"Fuck, I won't die that easily. Go and protect Ling, he's injured," Qiao Shan said heavily, leaning on the guardrail.
Crab glanced at it for a few times, nodded, took an AK47 from his back, and threw two more magazines casually: "Boy, keep it for self-defense, don't let Little Japan kill you, otherwise I will really look down on you, "
Shan Shan grabbed the AK47 and shook his huge body: "Crab, thank you,"
"Thank you, if you die, who will accompany me to practice boxing? Haha, I don't need the iron chain on your body anymore. Take it off for me. I'll use it for a while. I can't find a suitable guy in this shitty place." The crab grinned and put the big wrench on his shoulder.
Shan Shan nodded, took off the iron chain wrapped around his upper body, and handed it to Crab: "Be careful, your life is mine. I'm going to kill you to advance."
"Grass," Crab raised a middle finger, held a thick iron chain, waved his exaggerated arms, and rushed in the direction of Xiao Feng.
"Hey, Shanshan, you're injured," Maitreya, covered in blood, also came over with a grin on his face.
"Go away," the hill yelled angrily.
"Tell me, if I kill you now, will I be promoted?" Maitreya said with a smile on his face, playing with a few spherical objects in his hand.
Shan Qiao shook his neck: "You can give it a try,"
"Damn it, I haven't settled the old debt with you just now on the big truck," Maitreya said, and threw a few spherical objects over casually: "Keep it, if you don't like whoever, throw it at them and blow them up." Damn,"
Shan Shan took over: "I don't like you,"
"Go to hell," Maitreya swung his fat buttocks, bared his teeth and claws and rushed towards the two Japanese, "Little Japan, your grandpa will send you to the West."