Looking at Qin Lan standing in front of him handsomely, Gibb shook his head contemptuously and pointed at Han Feng. The meaning was quite obvious: I don't fight with women, and you are no match for me. Let that Chinese boy come up.
Qin Lan yelled angrily and swatted the flower-piercing palm horizontally like lightning.
When Jibu saw this, he didn't dodge. He blocked it hard with his cross arms. Who knew that Qin Lan used both false and true weapons, and suddenly turned his palms into claws and hit Jibu's chest. A piece of his belt and flesh were torn off, dripping with blood. Even Jibu
The skin was rough and the flesh was thick, and he could not help but tremble in pain.
Qin Lan threw away the broken pieces of clothing and dripping meat in her hands with disdain, but she felt great regret in her heart. If it weren't for delaying time, if she had used a butterfly thorn this time, she would have sealed her throat with blood and killed Jibu long ago.
Put down.
Gibb suffered a big loss, and immediately put away his contempt, tore off his scratched shirt, roared angrily, and hit Qin Lan with a straight fist with great force.
Qin Lan immediately used "Flying Steps", spinning around Jibu like a butterfly wearing flowers. Jibu was dazzled by Qin Lan's exquisite footwork. He felt that his eyes were filled with dancing figures, but he couldn't tell which one.
This is his true form. He is like a furious black bear, roaring continuously and punching like an overwhelming force. Unfortunately, these powerful punches have failed one by one.
After all, Gibb had extraordinary skills and rich fighting experience, and he immediately adjusted his condition after a moment. As a result, the situation on the field suddenly changed. Qin Lan's weak figure was staggered by the fierce punching wind, her footwork gradually became chaotic, and she was panting.
, extremely embarrassed.
Jibu's fists were like meteors, extremely powerful. Qin Lan's delicate body was almost overwhelmed by the surging force of the fists, like a small boat bumping in the huge waves, in danger of capsizing at any time.
Sure enough, Qin Lan, who was in the middle of the fight, couldn't dodge, and was hit by Jibu's punch on the left shoulder. Suddenly, his steps were scattered, his energy and blood surged, and his body stagnated. Jibu seized the opportunity and "fished for the moon from the bottom of the sea", two bears
He immediately grabbed Qin Lan's jade feet with his palms, exerted his strength with both arms, and roared, trying to tear Qin Lan into two pieces.
Amman was overjoyed.
Han Feng smiled.
At the moment when his body was lifted up, Qin Lan performed "jiu jitsu" and twisted his waist at an incredible speed. A blue light appeared in his hand and struck at Gibb's neck like lightning.
Jibu couldn't avoid it, and a thin crack was suddenly opened in his neck. Jibu howled miserably and threw Qin Lan into the air. His hands desperately grabbed his throat, but he saw a rain of blood spurting out from his neck in the form of a fan.
, black and smelly, weird and terrifying.
Qin Lan used her strength to do two beautiful tumbles in the air, like a baby bird flying through the forest, before landing steadily on the ground.
Seeing Jibu's tragic death, Anman's face suddenly turned green.
Suddenly there was fierce gunfire from upstairs. Anman's eyes flashed with a fierce look. He put his finger on the button of the detonator and said to Han Feng with a sinister smile: "'Build the plank road in the open and cross the Chencang secretly', this is a trick used by you Chinese people."
, how can I not be on guard? Quickly order your men to stop attacking, otherwise, we will be finished together!"
The gunshots upstairs became more and more intense, like exploding beans, and there were occasional loud explosions that shook the whole building.
Han Feng smiled.
It turned out that shortly after Han Feng's departure, the Sri Lankan government forces kept sending helicopters to hover nearby according to the planned plan, and kept setting off firecrackers and fireworks around the building, deliberately creating chaos to confuse the terrorists.
After repeating this several times, the enemy lost their vigilance. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the "Cold Sting Commando" flew over the building in a helicopter with lightning speed.
By the time the enemy hiding in the dark realized that they had been fooled, Chu Jiangtian had already shot him through the head with a KBU88 sniper rifle equipped with a silencer.
Commandos in black special combat uniforms flew down from helicopters on ropes. They were fully armed and full of murderous intent. After occupying the roof of the building, they immediately launched an attack.
In order to avoid attracting the attention of the terrorists downstairs, all team members' CF05 microflush and Type 92 9mm pistols were equipped with silencers. With the deafening sound of firecrackers outside, the commandos quickly slid down the rappel and crashed into pieces.
Glass, break into the building.
The "Black Tiger Expendables" divided the hostages into several parts and hid on different floors, guarded by varying numbers of death squads. These guys were all strapped with bombs. If the situation went badly, they would detonate them without hesitation.
He has a bomb on his body, so any negligence or delay may cause everyone in this building to be wiped out in an instant.
Both to ensure the safety of the hostages and to annihilate the gangsters, Han Feng really encountered unprecedented challenges.
The commandos wearing night vision goggles were like magic soldiers descending from heaven. In just 2 seconds after breaking into the room, the red laser beam locked on the terrorists hiding among the hostages. The guns penetrated the eyebrows, and the enemy had no time to detonate them.
The bomb on his body was killed. In a very short period of time, the "Cold Sting Commando" rescued the hostages on three floors in a row. It seems that the cruel training in the "Death House" was effective.
However, the "Black Tiger Expendables" are not ordinary terrorists after all. They have extremely rich combat experience and outstanding anti-raid and counter-reconnaissance capabilities. When he broke into the fourth floor, Fang Weixiong actually stepped onto the trap set up by the "Black Tiger Expendables".
With an explosion, a puff of smoke mixed with countless fine rays of light shot out. The production of this mechanism is really ingenious. Not only is it extremely powerful, but it is also specially designed to meet the characteristics of low-light night vision devices.
The wave agent actually deceived the advanced low-light night vision device.
Fortunately, Fang Weixiong reacted very quickly and realized something was wrong. He rolled continuously in an instant and escaped the fatal attack. However, his left shoulder was still shot by several poisonous dark lights.
This kind of dark awn is the thorn of a plant that grows in the jungles of Sri Lanka. It is as thin as a cow's hair but as hard as iron. It is very toxic. The person who is stung by the sting will be itchy and unbearable. If scratched, the affected area will ulcerate like a sore.
, the blood flow will not stop, and after this kind of fine light enters the body, it will continue to penetrate deeper as the itching and body movements intensify, and eventually it will be nailed to the bone and become a thorn attached to the bone, causing disability. If unfortunately it penetrates the bone marrow, it will
It endangers human life, so this kind of thin thorn is called "ghost awn" by the indigenous people of Sri Lanka.
Mo Changfeng, who was following behind, was well-informed and quickly tapped Fang Weixiong's acupuncture points. When Fang Weixiong was strong enough, he collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
But such a loud noise still made the enemy aware of it, and the AK-47 suddenly screamed for joy.
As a result, the two sides launched a fierce gun battle, and the planned sneak attack turned into a temporary storm.
Mo Changfeng ordered Liu Yinghao to stay and protect Fang Weixiong, while the others let go and must annihilate the enemy as quickly as possible in the shortest possible time.
So, with flash bombs, shock bombs and tear gas bombs opening the way, the "Cold Sting Commando" launched a bloody killing. Although the "Black Tiger Death Squadron" has been rampant in Sri Lanka for more than 30 years, it encountered the more domineering "Cold Sting Commando".
Team", in an instant, they fell apart and died unexpectedly.
This is not only a huge difference between weapons and equipment, but also a huge difference in belief, quality, spirit, will and individual combat ability.
Seeing that Han Feng was unmoved, Anman suddenly turned around and picked up a little boy from the hostage, swung it with one arm and threw it towards Han Feng.
Just when Qin Lan and Udaya were about to rush to catch the child, they didn't know that Han Feng was extremely fast and had already flown into the air to meet the boy. In a flash of cold light, the little boy had been pierced by Han Feng's sharp spear.
Through the temples, brilliant flowers of blood suddenly bloomed, and the corpse hit the ground, causing dust to fly.
"Captain Han——"
"Brother Feng——"
Udaya and Qin Lan were shocked when they saw this.
Han Feng didn't speak, his eyes were filled with snow, and dark red blood was dripping from his dark thorns.
"What a trick!" Anman laughed wildly.
"If you don't want your people to die so miserably, you'd better settle down!" The murderous aura on Han Feng's body was spreading.
Qin Lan and Udaya were both stunned.
Udaya bent down and opened the little boy's clothes, and couldn't help but gasped. It turned out that the child was wrapped with C4 explosives. Judging from the small porcelain bottle hanging around his neck, this little boy was undoubtedly Tamil.
Amman, the "young tiger" of the Lamu Tigers, is as poisonous as a snake and a scorpion. He actually wants to use this little boy as a bait. If he is not careful in advance and is snatched into the arms of that little boy, he will detonate the bomb on him. In such a situation
Within a short distance, even gods cannot escape the fate of being destroyed physically and spiritually.
Udaya couldn't help but sweat dripping down his back. If Han Feng hadn't noticed the situation quickly enough, then he and Qin Lan might have been lying on the ground right now. No, they weren't even qualified to lie completely on the ground at that time. They could only be a few piles.
It was a piece of rotten flesh. As for how Han Feng could see the flaw in such a short period of time, Udaya couldn't figure it out, and he respected Han Feng like a god in his heart.
The gunfire upstairs had stopped. Needless to say, all his accomplices had been wiped out. The furious Anman suddenly detonated the detonator and swooped down like a roc.
While he was in the air, two extremely sharp jungle knives shrouded Han Feng's head in a dazzling cold light.
Han Feng retreated and turned sharply, and the dark spurs and the jungle sword collided instantly.
Han Feng didn't wait for Anman to stand firm, and started "stepping gracefully", following him like a shadow, the three-edged military spines shining with a faint cold light, like a blood-eating poisonous snake, never leaving Anman's vital points.
Amman is the number one master in Sri Lanka. He is extremely proficient in both internal and external martial arts. He is especially superb in the art of double swords. When the wind of the sword strikes, the biting cold air almost freezes the air.
Everyone was dumbfounded. They saw swords flashing in the field, figures flying, and the surging murderous aura forming a huge whirlpool, causing the people around to stagger. All objects involved in the whirlpool were instantly
Was chopped into pieces.
Although it was only a very short time, it seemed to everyone that a century had passed.
Suddenly there was a "pop" sound, the vortex exploded, and the two figures separated quickly.
Han Feng stood tall and proud, exuding the aura of a king that would rise to the top of the world.
A dark military thorn was inserted between Anman's eyebrows. Three blood arrows soared more than two meters high. The bones in his body were completely shattered by Han Feng's overbearing internal strength. He lay softly on the ground like a rubber man.
This guy who was regarded as a devil by the Sinhalese people in Sri Lanka finally came to the end of his life.
Han Feng slowly took out the detonator from Anman. Suddenly, he felt something strange, and a sense of danger came unexpectedly.
This detonator is actually fake.
Almost at the same time, both Han Feng and Qin Lan saw the strange and mysterious smile of the woman standing among the hostages.
Qin Lan closed her eyes in despair. At this moment, she heard an explosion and the woman's skull suddenly exploded. The milky white brains splashed into the faces of the people around her. The woman was knocked backwards by the powerful impact.
, a delicate detonator flew away from his hand, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. Before it could fall, it was already caught by Qin Lan.
Mo Changfeng, who was holding a Type 95 assault rifle and dressed in black with only two eye holes exposed, winked proudly at Han Feng downstairs.