Iga Seung-song was furious. He had always been bullying others by stealth, but after he failed to do so in front of Zhao Chen today, the situation turned over and was completely beaten by Zhao Chen and the others.
What’s even more shameless is that Zhao Chen and the others not only bully the few with more people, but also use guns, which is simply too shameless.
Seeing that the bullet was coming, Iga Seung-song's samurai sword swinged in front of Zhao Chen had to turn and slash at the two bullets that were shot. He did not have the ability to block the bullets with his body.
"Clang..."
Two bullets were slashed away by him, and Zhao Chen's fist also arrived. He was hit again and took two steps back, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Baga, do you china pigs only know how to bully the few with the most, and we have a one-on-one?" Iga Chengsong glared at Zhao Chen, his eyes red, his eyes full of violence, and his face was also angry.
Become distorted.
"I'm not a fool, why don't you use it if you have the strength?" Zhao Chen looked at Iga Seung-song with a sarcastic look on his face.
"Zhao Chen said it right. If you have the strength, you don't need it. Instead, you will fight alone. That's a fool." Lu Junke also walked up with a sneer.
"Haga, you Chinese pigs are not worthy of being samurai at all." Iga Seitsumoto twisted his face and shouted loudly: "You are simply scum among samurai..."
"We didn't say we were those shit warriors. We were just a group of soldiers who protected the country from invasion." Zhao Chen sneered and said, "Brother Lu, you and South China are responsible for shooting him with the vital points, Feng Ziduo and Jinshui.
They are responsible for his legs, Huo Guang and Shu Zhen are responsible for his shoulders, and I am responsible for close attacks and breaking his invisibility."
Listening to Zhao Chen's arrangement, Lu Junke and his friends' eyes were shining, and the eyes that looked at Iga Seung-song seemed to be looking at someone dead.
Iga Seung-song was so angry that he vomited blood. As the saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands. He was already in a hurry when facing the attacks of several people just now. Now that Zhao Chen arranged this way, he couldn't care about it.
"You can't stay there anymore. You must leave here as soon as possible." Iga Seizumo immediately made a decision in his heart, and his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.
"Do you want to run? I said that if you can't run away today, you will definitely not run away!" Zhao Chen moved his hands, pulled out two pistols from his waist, and shot them in a row at the same time.
"Bang bang bang..."
Zhao Chen's shooting speed was very fast. In just a moment, he fired six shots, not only directed at Iga Seung-song, but also blocked all around Iga Seung-song.
"Baga." Iga Seung-song could not dodge at all. He roared and waved his samurai sword. Two bullets facing him were knocked away with the sound of a golden spear.
But at the same time, he also exposed his position.
"Bang bang bang..."
Lu Junke and others, who had been ready, quickly picked up the plate and shot the machine when Iga Seung-song was exposed.
A series of bullets flew over, and this time everyone did not point to Iga Seung-song again, but shot in different directions as Zhao Chen arranged before.
Looking at the bullets flying in front of him, Iga Seimatsu's face turned gloomy. If everyone had pointed at his chest like he had just done and the bullets were gathered together, he would have been better off with it.
But when it dispersed at this time, it caused great difficulty for him.
But knowing that it was difficult, Iga Seimatsu still didn't dare to hesitate at all and quickly waved the samurai sword in his hand.
"Clang clang clang..."
Iga Seimatsu's sword technique was very fast, and a sword was formed in front of him. All the bullets approaching were knocked away by him. Even the bullets hitting his thighs were knocked away by him.
"It's worthy of being a Uchinobu, it's true that there are two moves." Zhao Chen's mouth curled up slightly, and his hands turned his mouth and pointed at the back of Iga Seungmatsu's legs.
"Bang bang..."
As soon as two guns rang, Iga Seimatsu's face changed suddenly. His samurai sword was not long. Although he could block all the vital points in front of him, it was impossible to block the instep. Once he blocked the instep, his chest would be empty.
In desperation, Iga Seimatsu moved to the side.
Unfortunately, unless people move, they cannot leave the ground at the same time.
"puff……"
Later, the foot that left the ground was a moment late, and a single shot shot into his instep.
As soon as his feet hurt, Iga Seimatsu staggered. Although this movement was very slight, it directly affected the samurai sword he was dancing on.
"puff……"
A bullet flew over his samurai sword as soon as he was affected and shot into his chest.
Iga Seimatsu's body stagnated and his hands paused again.
"Puff puff puff..."
Several bullets were shot into Igaze's right shoulder, left thigh and chest, and especially his chest. Two bullets were shot into it all at once, all at critical points, making him unable to dance the samurai sword again.
"Puff puff puff..."
Lu Junke and the others did not stop shooting because Iga Seung-song was hit. Everyone continued to point at their chests and kept firing all the bullets in the gun. At this time, Iga Seung-song's chest was also hit by everyone's bullets, a piece of flesh and blood.
It was blurry, but his eyes were still bulging like two copper bells, staring at Zhao Chen and the others with a feeling of unwillingness.
Jinshui rushed over and punched Iga Seimatsu's abdomen. Iga Seimatsu flew out more than 20 meters and fell heavily to the ground, without moving again.
"Finally, I've killed this bastard."
Seeing Jinshui's appearance, he seemed to breathe a lot of relief. Of course, it was not only him who breathed a sigh of relief, but also Lu Junke and others.
Ninjas are too weird. Every time they face a ninja, even if they are just a ninja, they will cause major casualties, not to mention an elder-level ninja like Iga Seimatsu.
If Zhao Chen hadn't seen through his invisibility here, he wouldn't have taken much effort to kill Lu Junke and others.
"This guy is also unlucky. He met Brother Chen." Lian Fengsheng smiled, but from his expression, he was still a little scared.
"It's not that easy for me to keep him alone." Zhao Chen smiled and said, "If it weren't for you, even if I keep him, I would have to pay a certain price. But this is just a little interest we have recovered. Sakura dares to be with Hei.
The Eagles join forces to attack our headquarters, and I want them to die."
At the end of Zhao Chen's eyes, murderous intent surged, which made Lu Junke and the others feel palpitations.
They all understood that the injuries of Zhou Hong and Wang Danian made Zhao Chen really angry.
The murderous intent was instantly restrained. Zhao Chen looked at Jinshui and said, "Today it is also a lesson. In the future, everyone must be careful when performing missions. Now is the era of hot weapons. If the strength is not as strong as the ground, the gun can
It poses a huge threat to it."
Everyone nodded. They all understood that Zhao Chen was right. Iga Seung-song is a master of the King of War. Although he could knock the bullets away, he could block them even when facing several pistols or an assault rifle.