The opponent also had three masters at the top of the Dragon Ranking. Fang Ming left Zhihai to take care of his subordinates. Zhihai reluctantly muttered: "Brother, you still don't trust me!"
"Zhihai, it's better for monks to avoid getting involved in blood. Just knock those little minions unconscious."
Zhi Hai walked away angrily. Fang Ming looked at his back and smiled, then turned and entered the dense forest.
Hold your breath and take each step extremely gently, like a clever cheetah slowly approaching its opponent.
Behind the big tree in front, a strong black man stood quietly.
The black man's muscular muscles were frightening, like an iron tower. He held a rapid-fire rifle with spurs in his hand, and his eyes were like precise radars, scanning the surroundings.
For martial arts masters, their energy is far higher than that of ordinary people, and they maintain an almost perverted vigilance.
Fang Ming stopped ten meters away from the opponent.
With Yelina's guidance, Fang Ming successfully rushed to the slope behind the black man. The final blow was crucial.
Fang Ming's hand reached for the pistol at his waist, but finally stopped.
The ultimate purpose of choosing Qingfeng Gorge is to ambush Puyang Feng. You must not shoot, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted.
Fang Ming thought for a while and took out two throwing knives.
Luck, show up and draw the sword!
A series of movements were extremely smooth. Fang Ming shot out and flew behind, then rolled towards his opponent from a high slope.
The opponent avoided the first flying knife and was about to raise his gun to shoot. A cold light flashed before his eyes, and Fang Ming shot the second flying knife into the opponent's throat like lightning.
No one has seen how fast Xiao Li's flying knife is, but at this moment, this black man experienced with his life what the speed of Xiao Li's flying knife is.
The cold blade was across his throat, and the black man's Adam's apple was shaking painfully, but he couldn't say a word.
Fang Ming stepped forward, covered the black man's mouth to prevent him from shouting, then grabbed the handle of the throwing knife and pulled it sharply.
Blood spattered and the black man's trachea was completely severed. His limbs twitched twice and he fell down weakly.
Fang Ming shook his head. Killing is so cruel, but a man has to kill people while he is still alive.
He picked up two handfuls of soil with his hands and wiped away the black man's blood. The smell of soil could cover up the blood to the greatest extent. After doing all this, Fang Ming walked towards the direction of the black panther.
The black panther and a white man were fighting fiercely. The white man punched hard, and the black panther was unable to strike for a while.
"Whoa!" The knife broke through the air and shot directly into the back of the white man's heart. The black panther's uppercut hit the white man's temple, and the other man's head suddenly sunk.
When martial arts masters lose their body-protecting aura, they are no different from ordinary people.
"Black Panther, you are too slow to strike." Fang Ming said lightly, and Black Panther was immediately ashamed.
Fang Ming is a gentle man to his brothers, but now his status is different. He is the young master of the Fang family, and he must bear everything for the Fang family. In this world where the law of the jungle prevails, only the strong can survive.
Fang Ming must inspire Black Panther to face his shortcomings bravely.
Compassion does not control soldiers. As a leader, you should understand that cruelty is a kind of care.
Fang Ming continued to walk forward, and Zhihai came out excitedly. His body was covered with dead branches of the bush.
There were still blood stains on the shining sword. Zhihai wiped the sword with dirt. It seemed that this guy was not stupid. He even knew the rules of a professional killer. Sometimes Fang Ming was really curious about what this guy did for food before he became a monk.
"Zhihai, have you tried to kill again?"
"Hee hee. Some guys are dishonest. I'll kill them one by one."
Fang Ming frowned and said, "Zhihai, your movements are a little slow."
"I killed them and saved them once, but the Ksitigarbha Sutra of Reincarnation is too long and I can't finish it in a while."
"Zhihai, from now on, just kill people. On the battlefield, we must fight quickly."
Zhihai nodded, said "remember", and then cleaned the battlefield.
A total of twenty enemies were wiped out, and Yelena looked pale. She kept crossing herself on her chest and silently recited verses from the Old Testament: "Whether you turn to the left or to the right, you will hear a voice behind you saying
, this is the right way, you must walk in it.”
Fang Ming just shook his head. It seemed that his intimidation had shaken Yelena's heart.
Martial arts masters dominate the world with their strong will. Yelena suffered setbacks, surrendered and lost her faith before death, and her combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.
She doesn't need a depressed martial arts master, Yelena's inner demons will be relieved sooner or later.
"Yelena, help Black Panther clean up the battlefield, and do it quickly!" Fang Ming ordered.
Yelena's eyes suddenly burst into anger. Cleaning the battlefield was something that the lowest-level minions in the Hornet organization could do. He actually asked himself to do this?
The anger in her heart gave Yelena a little more strength. Sometimes hatred can inspire a person's fighting spirit, and Fang Ming just wanted to stimulate her.
"Blood Wolf, I beg to fight!" Yelena puffed up her chest, her eyes shone with cold light, and at this moment she was like a crazy she-wolf.
Bloodthirsty madness, this is the real warrior!
Fang Ming felt this change, and he said calmly: "You are not needed in the subsequent battle."
"No!" Yelena's chest rose and fell rapidly, and this contemptuous look was unbearable for her: "There are three very powerful bodyguards next to Puyang Feng. They are probably the masters of the Dragon Ranking who were hired with a lot of money."
Dragon Ranking Master? Fang Ming's eyes became sharp.
Including Zhihai, there are only four Dragon Rank masters on his side and three Dragon Rank masters. The strength of Puyang Feng's side should not be underestimated.
Killing Puyang Feng is the ultimate goal of this operation, but Fang Ming doesn't want to prove himself with a tragic victory, he must design a perfect plan.
There were tiny sounds in the dense forest, one long and one short, which were signals for the porcupines and the others to join together.
Not long after, Porcupine and others walked in. Their faces were painted with black and yellow oil paint, and they were wearing camouflage uniforms, which blended well with the surrounding environment.
As soon as they met, they quickly discussed the battle plan.
The terrain on both sides must be used to carry out an ambush. First, Puyang Feng must be cut off his front and rear retreats and forced into the dense forest.
"Porcupine, Aiolia, guard the mountain pass to the west and block reinforcements!"
"Little Demon Sister, Yelena, me, Zhihai, the four of us will deal with Puyang Fengfeng!"
"Black Panther, you are responsible for executing the explosion!"
Everything was ready, and the group of people quietly waited for the prey to appear.
On the mountain road ahead, a black car was speeding up. Puyang Feng was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and his eyes were wandering in the back seat. Puyang Feng was shocked by last night's movement, and he decided to change his plan and leave as soon as possible.
He knew that the Fang family would take revenge, but Puyang Feng never expected that the Fang family would act so quickly.
Fortunately, I had made preparations and hired three masters from the famous Tiger Mercenary Group. They were Grizzly Morris, Iron Tower Beslan, and Phantom Higuita.
With these three people around, Puyang is as calm as a rock.
The current head of the Fang family is Fang Ming. He is just a young boy who cannot afford to make any big trouble. Now that China's political situation is changing, he has an opportunity to take advantage of it.
"Boom!" A ball of fire suddenly shot up in front, and countless rocks flew towards Puyangfeng's car.
The powerful blast caused the stones to fly at high speed, like powerful and heavy cannonballs, and fine cracks appeared in the bulletproof glass.
"Turn around!" Puyang Feng said in a deep voice.
The car made a big turn on the spot and drove towards the rear. There was a branch road behind, and the best choice was to go from there.
"Squeak!" Morris, the grizzly bear who was in charge of driving, slammed on the brakes. The car made a heart-breaking sound, followed by another loud roar, and a fireball rose into the sky two meters in front.
Fang Ming, who was hiding in the dark, had already prepared all his escape routes. He cut off Puyang Feng's retreat just for this final blow.
"Boss, what should we do?" Morris asked, tilting his head.
Although the three of them are all famous martial arts masters, Puyang Feng is the only king here. He is the brain and core of the entire team, and his role is irreplaceable.
Puyang Feng took a few deep breaths to calm down. He smiled like a wounded fox: "Maurice, if it were you, what would you do?"
"I will rush out!" Morris said without thinking. In his opinion, being trapped in the car is undoubtedly a dead end.
"No!" Puyang Feng said decisively: "We have to rush out, but not now!"
Puyangfeng stretched out his slender index finger and pressed the button next to the car window. A golden antenna came out from the rear of the car. Puyangfeng was unusually calm: "We are in the car, waiting!"