Qin Feng's body skills rioted, and his pupils shrank sharply.
A palm was slapped on the shoulder of the strong man who was rushing towards him, and the joint fell off with a "click". He picked up the machete and swung it forward with a blade of light.
"Puff puff!"
Blood splattered everywhere.
The three strong men who were about to kill Qin Feng suddenly had blood spurting from their throats and fell to the ground with their eyes wide open.
Two machetes fell into the air with a sound.
"then!"
Qin Feng quickly kicked out with his toes, and the two machetes shot out like sharp arrows, directly piercing the four or five thugs who had been added.
They stared blankly at the bloody holes in their chests, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Then his body fell limply to the ground.
"Grass!"
"Shoot him!"
Yan Yuan quickly calmed down and ordered the gunman to shoot.
Qin Feng also smelled the danger. Before the gunshot sounded, he kicked off the ground with his right foot, making a small dent in the ground. The huge force pushed his body forward.
"Bang bang bang!"
He knocked over several people one after another.
The man he knocked down had his chest ribs broken, as if he was setting off firecrackers, and he was knocked to the ground by his own bullets amidst screams.
Inside the factory, wailing sounds could be heard one after another.
The strong smell of blood is nauseating.
Qin Feng's attack did not weaken, and he turned into an afterimage and flew directly behind an iron pillar.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
A dense burst of gunfire rang out, all hitting the iron pillars and causing a shower of sparks.
"What the hell, this beast!"
Yan Yuan also fired a few shots wildly, and then his throat went dry and his scalp felt numb.
He finally saw with his own eyes Qin Feng's swiftness and tyranny.
But so what, with so many men and so many guns, can he still kill a useless person with bare hands?
"Kill him, why are you still standing there? Surround him and shoot him to death!"
Yan Kun fell into madness. With red eyes, he picked up a blunderbuss and was the first to rush forward.
The next second.
"puff!"
An afterimage flashed directly past.
There was a dense sound in the warehouse instantly, and the area where the afterimage was located was instantly covered in firepower.
Watching the afterimage being beaten into a sieve, it fell to the ground motionless.
"Yeah, he's finally dead..."
Yan Kun was holding a fire gun and was about to step forward to check. Before he could take more than two steps, Yan Yuan's frightened cry sounded from behind him: "Don't go there!"
"ah?"
He looked back in confusion.
Another black shadow flashed behind the pillar.
But this time it was moving in the opposite direction, at a faster speed.
Lightning flint.
A ray of cold light shot out and flew straight towards Yan Kun.
"puff!"
The short knife drew circles in the air and passed through the right shoulder of Yan Kun's neck. The shoulder and the entire arm were cut off and fell to the ground.
Yan Kun lowered his head in astonishment, and the finger holding the gun on the ground trembled.
"ah!!!!"
He covered his broken shoulder and screamed in the sky.
"My arm is gone!"
"Uncle Third, my arm is gone!"
He bent down to pick up the broken arm and staggered towards Yan Yuan.
Before that, he had always regarded this as a cat-and-mouse game.
He is a cat and Qin Feng is a mouse.
He could play with Qin Feng unscrupulously, trample Qin Feng on the ground like a dog, and see him kneel down and beg for mercy, crying bitterly.
He never dreamed that Qin Feng would fight back and cause him to lose an arm so easily.
Seeing Yan Kun holding his severed hand and crying, he came over.
Yan Yuan's eyes darkened: "What the hell are you doing here, Duyan, I didn't give you so much money just to watch a show up there!"
One-eyed.
Gunner sitting on the crossbar.
Known as the Lone Wolf of the Desert, he was a mercenary specially invited from abroad by Yan Yuan to ensure nothing went wrong.
Holding the Desert Eagle in hand, you can hit the target with perfect accuracy.
In the old Burma area, there are countless Chinese blood on our hands.
He nodded and was about to shoot.
"puff!"
"ah!!!"
He covered his arms and screamed as he fell from the beam.
Before Yan Yuan could react, several gunmen around him fell to the ground with wide eyes.
Blood was flowing between everyone's brows, the back of their head was pierced, and silver needles penetrated their skulls. The "snap bang bang" force continued unabated, and they were all pierced into the heavy iron door.
Yan Yuan's face was extremely stiff, and he twisted his neck mechanically to look at the figure next to the container.
"shot!"
He suddenly roared violently, and a flash of light suddenly flashed across the beams in the corner of the warehouse.
Lightning flint.
"reflector?"
Qin Feng's expression changed and he turned around suddenly.
"boom!"
The deafening sound of sniper gunfire rang out, and the powerful impact directly flew Qin Feng's body away, and he fell heavily to the back of the container, leaving only one of his legs exposed.
"He's been shot!"
Yan Yuan roared in ecstasy: "Oh no, do you think I just hired someone to kill you?"
"Idiot, One-Eye is just Sally's follower. Sally is the real sharpshooter! Do you know what it means to pierce the enemy with a hundred steps and make a perfect shot?"
"You are dead today!"
On the corner beam, a blonde woman slowly held a sniper rifle in her arms and blew a kiss to Yan Yuan.
"Kill him to death! Chop his hands and feet into pieces! Come to me with your body and head!"
Yan Yuan roared.
At that moment, more than a dozen of Yan Kun's men in the warehouse waved their weapons and pounced on Qin Feng.
Several elite thugs brought by Yan Yuan were also furious and attacked ferociously!
