In a patch of grass, a man in his thirties, wearing sportswear and a bearded face, looked warily at a small European-style three-story Western-style building in front of him.
His name is Zhao Chen, and he is a special operations personnel of the Dragon Kingdom. He received an order before to kill everyone in this small foreign-style building. For this reason, he crawled here and observed the small building motionlessly for a long time.
"There is a door at the front and back, and there are two bodyguards in each. They are very vigilant. They are either special forces or mercenaries. The situation in the house is temporarily unknown. Just in case, the four bodyguards outside must be killed first..."
A trace of doubt flashed across Zhao Chen's face, and his figure moved like a civet cat, flashing across the grass, but the four bodyguards protecting the small building did not notice it at all.
"Whoosh..." Two sharp cold lights flashed past, and two flying knives accurately penetrated the throats of the two black bodyguards guarding the back door of the small building.
After confirming that there was no danger around him, Zhao Chen swooped over, took off the flying knife and disappeared again.
In front, two tall black bodyguards were very vigilant. They were walking left and right, with one hand in their arms. Their sharp eyes were constantly crossing and scanning the front, so that there was no blind spot in front of them. Any noise would immediately attract them.
of attention.
Just when the two black bodyguards were about to cross each other, a figure fell from the sky and landed on the shoulder of one of the black bodyguards. The black bodyguard was shocked. He pulled out the hand in his arms and pointed a Desert Eagle pistol toward his head.
Lift it away.
"Click..."
As soon as Zhao Chen exerted force with his feet, there was a snapping sound from the black bodyguard's neck, and the pistol he raised in the air fell down weakly.
At this time, another black bodyguard had already taken out his gun.
Zhao Chen threw his right hand and a flying knife flew out and stabbed into the black bodyguard's neck.
Picking up his flying knife, Zhao Chen walked to the closed door and gently pushed the door open. He didn't find any danger, and then he flashed and entered.
"not good……"
As soon as he entered the gate, Zhao Chen's expression suddenly changed, and the next moment, several fire snakes appeared in the house.
"Da da..."
The sound of submachine guns rang out intensively, and the bullets were fired towards the door like a violent storm.
Zhao Chen reacted very quickly. As soon as he discovered that the opponent was ambushing him, he jumped back, kicked his feet on the ground, and shot backwards like a sharp arrow. He dodged and hid behind the wall.
Listening to the dense sound of breaking through the air in front of him, Zhao Chen's face turned gloomy and his teeth made a chattering sound.
There were very few people who knew about his action. It could be said that at this time, there was no other person except him. But now the other party was well prepared and obviously knew the news in advance.
"Don't let me find out who—."
A strong murderous intention flashed in Zhao Chen's eyes. At this time, the sound of machine guns in the room had stopped, and the roar of a man speaking English could be heard.
Zhao Chen grabbed the Desert Eagle belonging to a black bodyguard beside him and fired a burst of bullets into it.
"Bang bang..."
Several gun flames spurted out from the muzzle of the Desert Eagle, followed by several screams from inside. After a moment, the sounds inside stopped completely.
Zhao Chen's figure flashed and shot into the room like a civet cat. There were no lights in the room and the light was very dark. Zhao Chen leaned against the wall and looked around vigilantly. He found that six big men with micro-chargers lurking inside had already
All killed.
Although he knew this was a trap, Zhao Chen did not retreat, but walked towards the stairs.
"call out……"
As soon as he reached the second stairwell, a sharp cold light struck Zhao Chen's head. Zhao Chen, who was well prepared, immediately picked out the micro punch in his hand.
"Da da..."
After a while of random sweeps, Zhao Chen stopped until all the bullets were in the gun, threw the gun aside, put a flying knife in his hand, and walked up.
As soon as he entered the room, two people appeared in Zhao Chen's eyes.
There was a man in his thirties, with yellow skin and a short stature. He was holding an Oriental sword tightly in both hands and a short knife on his waist. He stared at Zhao Chen with his eyes wide open and a strange expression, as if he was constipated.
The other is a Caucasian with a long and narrow face, tall and strong body. His hands are clenched into fists, and there are many dry calluses on the fists.
"Teng Tianjiro, Merxi!" Zhao Chen's pupils shrank when he saw the two of them, and he quickly glanced around the room. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no one else.
"Mysterious Soul Chasing, I finally meet you." Mel Xi, a white man, looked at Zhao Chen with a smile on his face.
Chasing Soul, Zhao Chen's other identity in the world of killers, special operations personnel like them will choose to become a killer in order to hone themselves and hide their identities.
And because his flying swords were in vain, the person who was killed could only see a flash of silver light in his eyes, but no one knew his name, so he was given the title of Soul Chaser, which means that even if your soul escapes,
Even outside the body, he can catch up.
"How did you know I would come here?" Zhao Chen's eyes burst out with murderous intent.
The mission of the special force was directly assigned to him, but he did not leak it at all. Only members of the special force leaked his mission. Zhao Chen felt vaguely bad about this.
"You are all going to die. Knowing this will only increase your troubles." Mersi shook his head and said, "It's better that you don't know. I'm doing this for your own good."
"You just want to kill me?" Zhao Chen had a mocking look on his face, and at the same time he turned to glance at Jiro Tessata, who was holding a Japanese sword. Although he was still standing, he was not breathing.
The bright red blood seeped through his clothes. It was obvious that when he attacked Zhao Chen just now, he did not escape the slight shot and hit a vital part.
"Your ranking in the killer world is only two places higher than mine. That's even if you haven't met me before. If you meet me today, your life-threatening silver light will end here." Mersi was very conceited.
After realizing what Zhao Chen meant, the deputy suddenly shouted loudly, and like a strong wind, he rushed towards Zhao Chen.
Zhao Chen did not move. He stood there with a sneer on his face as he quickly pulled closer to Mel Xi.
When Mel Xi rushed to only five meters away from Zhao Chen, she kicked the ground with both legs, like a bad wolf, and rushed towards Zhao Chen, and her fist made a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
In an instant, he was in front of Long Feitian.
At this moment, Zhao Chen moved.
He waved his hand, and the shadow of his fist was like the wind, and it instantly collided with Melxi's fist.
Melxi's expression suddenly changed, and the next moment, a sound of bone breaking suddenly came from his arm, and heartbreaking pain spread throughout his arm.
Before Mel Xi could react, Zhao Chen turned his wrist and a flying knife came out of his hand. With a pop, the flying knife had pierced Mel Xi's chest.
"You——." Melxi lowered his head and glanced at the flying knife on his chest. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Zhao Chen. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood spurted out of his mouth like a fountain.
"You don't understand why I punched you and your arm bone was broken, but I have no problem at all, right?" Long Feitian sneered: "That's just your ignorance, the flying knife is just what I showed.
A kind of ability, I think you will die with your eyesight now!"
Melxi was born in the underground black boxing world and is a famous boxer. The most powerful fist is the fist. Most people will only suffer losses if they compete with them.
According to rumors, apart from his knife-throwing skills, Chaihun has no other special skills, especially in boxing, which makes Mersi strange.
This is why, when he rushed towards Zhao Chen, he was only guarding against Zhao Chen's flying knife, but not the slightest guard against his fists.
"That's it." Mersi spat out a few unclear words with difficulty, and then a strange smile appeared on his face. "No matter how strong you are, you will definitely die today."
As the voice fell, Melsi fell straight backwards, causing the ground to shake.
Zhao Chen was not very happy about Mel Xi's death. On the contrary, his brows furrowed even more tightly and his face became solemn.
After retrieving the flying knife from Mel Xi, Zhao Chen hesitated for a moment and then walked towards the third floor.
Zhao Chen easily reached the third floor without encountering any further obstacles.
When I glanced around, I saw that the third floor was empty, not a single person in sight.
The next moment, Zhao Chen's pupils shrank and shot out at the window next to him.
"boom……"
There was a huge roar, and the entire small building burst into pieces, with debris flying everywhere.
"Puch..."
A wall brick hit Zhao Chen's back, and there was a click sound. A large mouthful of blood spurted out of Zhao Chen's mouth, and his face turned pale.
There was a heartbreaking pain in his back, but Zhao Chen didn't dare to stay here at all. After trying several times, he gritted his teeth and slowly got up.
But just halfway up, Zhao Chen's expression suddenly changed, he fell down again, and another mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth.
"Pa bang bang..."
An Oriental man in his thirties with fair skin and a proud smile walked over, clapping his hands.
"Li Ziqiang, you're a traitor again!" Upon seeing the man, Zhao Chen's eyes on the ground turned red.
"Traitor? Eastern Divine Sword is the Dragon Kingdom's special warfare group. Isn't the Dragon Kingdom's special warfare group? They are all serving the Dragon Kingdom. I just changed to a special warfare group that can allow me to grow to a higher level. Why?
Come talk about traitors?" A flash of anger flashed in Li Ziqiang's eyes, and he sneered: "Only those of you who don't know the real thing will stay in that hopeless Eastern Divine Sword."
When Zhao Chen heard this, he was furious, "You - bastard."
He was extremely angry, and another mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhao Chen's mouth. Seeing this scene, the smile on Li Ziqiang's face became more and more proud, and his white face turned red due to excitement.
Suddenly, Li Chuqiang's face darkened and he said sternly: "I will give you one last chance to leave the Eastern Divine Sword and join the Dragon Group, and I will spare your life."
"You should just give up on your delusions." Zhao Chen said sternly.
"What's wrong with the Dragon Group? It has the entire Dragon Kingdom in front of it to provide resources, and there are countless hidden sects as backers. In the Dragon Group, there are better places for you to practice, and you will never be able to do it in the Eastern Divine Sword."
I can’t get the elixirs to improve my strength. Look at my current strength. If I stayed at Eastern Excalibur, would I be as strong as I am now?”
After the coercion failed, Li Ziqiang started to lure him again: "With your talent, as long as you join the Dragon Group, your future will be unlimited. Anyway, you are working for the Dragon Kingdom, why do you have to stay in the Eastern Excalibur? They just gave you some things that others don't need.
Even if you practice for a lifetime, how much strength will you have? In the end, you will only be killed during the execution of the mission."
Looking at Li Ziqiang, Zhao Chen showed a sarcastic smile on his face, "It is true that Eastern Divine Sword cannot provide me with better sex, and it is impossible to give me pills, but he has trained me. A dog is not too poor, so you
This kind of person is worse than a dog."
"Seeking death." Li Ziqiang was furious, and his figure was like a strong wind, instantly appearing in front of Zhao Chen, and hitting Zhao Chen's head with his sharp fist.
Zhao Chen didn't move, and even closed his eyes, as if accepting his fate. Seeing his expression, Li Ziqiang's eyes flashed with anger.
What Zhao Chen said just now really angered him. Although he said it nicely, the Dragon Group and the Eastern Divine Sword were both special operations groups of the Dragon Kingdom and both served the Dragon Kingdom. However, in reality, only people like them really understood the actual situation.
difference.
The Dragon Kingdom now has almost no orders to move the Dragon Team, but the Eastern Divine Sword is completely loyal to the Dragon Kingdom. As a special operations team member who was completely trained by the Dragon Kingdom, quitting the Eastern Divine Sword and joining the Dragon Team is a traitor.
Although Li Ziqiang's strength has improved after joining the Dragon Group over the years and he is happier than he was in Eastern Excalibur, the word traitor will never disappear.
Normally, no matter who it was, he would definitely kill him without hesitation if he dared to call him a traitor. Now Zhao Chen not only called him a traitor, but even scolded him as worse than a dog. How could he endure it?
Just when the fist was about to hit Zhao Chen's head, Zhao Chen waved his hand, and a cold light appeared in his hand, hitting Li Ziqiang's fist.
Li Ziqiang's expression changed with a smile on his face. He had been on guard against Zhao Chen and quickly retreated. But at this moment, Zhao Chen opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, spraying it all over Li Ziqiang's face, causing Li Ziqiang to retreat.
His body stagnates.
When masters compete with each other, victory or defeat can be determined in an instant.
When Li Ziqiang reacted, Zhao Chen was already in front of him. The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.
His face turned pale, and Li Ziqiang ignored Zhao Chen and quickly retreated, until he was nearly ten meters away. When he saw that Zhao Chen was not chasing him, he stopped.
When he stopped and looked, a flying knife stabbed deeply into his abdomen, and the blood flowed out like spring water.
"I'm going to kill you -" Li Ziqiang's eyes were red and his face was full of blood, like a demon, he roared fiercely at Zhao Chen.
"Come on." Zhao Chen looked at Li Ziqiang with a proud look on his face, his feet floating like yellow leaves in the wind that were about to fall at any time.
But Li Ziqiang roared fiercely, but he didn't dare to rush over at all. The reason was that Zhao Chen was holding a flying knife in his hand.
At this time, Li Ziqiang regretted very much, regretting why he didn't bring a gun when he came. If he had brought a gun, even ten Zhao Chens wouldn't be enough to kill him.
"Come on, come and kill me. Didn't you just yell that you were coming to kill me?" Zhao Chen was confident and shouted mockingly at Li Ziqiang, but Li Ziqiang was holding his stomach tightly and his face was confused.
He became twisted because of his anger, staring at Zhao Chen, but not daring to rush over.
If he had not been injured just now, Li Ziqiang would definitely not be afraid of Zhao Chen, but the flying knife on his stomach hurt his internal organs, making Li Ziqiang no longer dare to take any drastic actions, otherwise his life would not be saved.
Seeing that Li Ziqiang didn't move, Zhao Chen sneered again: "What? You want to waste time with me? Okay, let's give it a try. I want to see which one of your blood dries first, or whether I die first!"
Li Ziqiang's body trembled slightly. He didn't expect that Zhao Chen would actually think of what he was thinking. He subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at the wound on his abdomen. The wound was not small and had damaged internal organs. If not treated in time, his life could not be saved.
"Just wait for me, and I will kill you next time." Li Ziqiang roared at Zhao Chen resentfully, and he ignored Zhao Chen as he cherished his life so much that he turned and left.
"Don't leave. Didn't you yell to kill me just now? Come on, I'm standing here waiting for you. You're a pig, so come here!" Zhao Chen shouted provocatively at Li Ziqiang.
"Pfft -" Li Ziqiang was so angry that a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. His body shook and he almost fell to the ground. Seeing this scene, Zhao Chen burst out laughing, which made Li Chuqiang's face turn pale, but
He never came back, gritted his teeth and walked away.
Until Li Ziqiang's figure was completely revealed, Zhao Chen's figure flickered and he sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.
After a long while, he finally said with lingering fear: "Finally I saved another life."
As he said that, his face suddenly turned ferocious, and his voice was low and hoarse, like a beast roaring, "Since you won't let me go, I will go back and have fun with you. At the worst, I will have to pull up some cushions."