Chapter 1392

"I don't know, kill them first!" Zhang Feng emptied the mini-submachine gun in his hand, pressed the opposite side and couldn't raise his head. He kept changing the magazine.

Li Jian and the others were unambiguous, shooting on mission.

"Don't kill them all, keep alive!" Hades said loudly.

Zhang Feng didn't respond to him, but cursed: "You're a bird!"

He smiled silently. These people couldn't escape or survive. He raised his hand and made a few gestures, all of them scattered, blocking them from different angles.

They were hiding in a low-lying area. A group of people were hiding there. When they ran into them just now, they were resting there. Zhang Feng and others suddenly came out of the forest. The guns that had been in battle immediately fired. The son swept them over, and they reported that they immediately fought back.

For a time, the two sides entered the stalemate stage. They had a large number of people and their weapons were not weak. The Huangquan team had few people, shooting precision and fierce firepower.

But just after the king raised his hand and gestured, the battlefield situation changed sharply. The members of the Black Dragon Mercenary Corps were sniped and killed in many ways, and seven or eight people died at once.

"Acridine..."

There was a loud shout from the opposite person, and then a dozen people stood up and charged.

This was a suicide charge, but there were four people behind watching, all holding long knives in their hands.

They are the first to think about it.

Do more than a dozen people also charge? Zhang Feng sneered and stood up and howled: "Kill... dry his brew..."

"Ah...ah..."

The few people who rushed to the front were suddenly beaten into a hornet's nest by Zhang Feng.

The ten people behind were all cleaned up by the king, and all the Japanese who charged were dead.

The battlefield was quiet, and both sides did not shoot again in a tacit understanding.

"Huaxia?"

Someone on the other side yelled, it turned out to be Huaxia!

"Devil, come out and die!" Zhang Feng said angrily!

The Japanese did not stand up, and then said: "We are singled out!"

Zhang Feng looked at Yan Wang, Yan Wang nodded, and Zhang Feng said, "Okay, I promise you!"

They stood up, they had no other weapons except a long knife in their hands. They looked a little embarrassed, they were dirty, but very energetic.

"Let's go single!" A man in his thirties walking in front, with very small eyes, a beard poked under his nose, and a height of 1.7 meters, is very strong: "My name is Masao Langji!"

This is Masao Langji. After attacking the Golden Wolf security personnel, they wanted to move towards the valley, but they did not expect that there were bombs everywhere along the way. After killing several people, they all proceeded very carefully.

Someone thought of asking animals to go ahead and people behind to go. This is very effective. Later, when they went to catch bison and the like, they were killed by two more. They realized that there were landmines everywhere. Rush forward, so the speed of progress will be so slow, otherwise Zhang Feng and others will not be able to catch up.

Zhang Feng was holding his portable saber in his hand, looking at this man, Masao Langji?

He knew this person, a capable man of the head of the Black Dragon Mercenary Corps.

I didn't expect him to be here.

"Zhang Feng!" Zhang Feng said: "You don't need to worry about my name, because you will die soon!"

"I know you, haha, Huaxia Special Forces? See how I kill you!" Masao Langer is overjoyed, he knows this person in front of him, who is very powerful and known as the first person in China Special Forces.

He didn't dare to be careless, but not only was he not afraid, but he was even more excited. If he kills this person, then he will be the greatest hero and obtain supreme glory.

Masao Roji said, "Come on!"

Speaking, Masao Rangji drew out his long knife, holding the hilt in both hands, stepped back to demand mana with his left foot, and pointed the tip of the knife at Zhang Feng.

This is the standard posture of the standard samurai in confrontation.

Zhengxiong Langer was full of confidence, believing that he would be able to kill him. As for whether his people would shoot himself after killing him, it didn't matter anymore.

His people are like ants, but his heart is bigger than an elephant!

His tragedy is unfolding.

"Crazy man, his sword is long!" Li Jian reminded.

Zhang Feng said, "So what?"

The others did not speak, Zhang Feng said to Zhengxiong Langer: "You can go together!"

The tone despised and despised.

Zhengxiong Langer's face changed drastically, this was humiliating him, a great humiliation!

The people behind him were also very angry, and they stood up and drew long knives. Zhengxiong Langer raised his hand to tell them not to come up. He wanted to kill this person by himself, and the people behind were witnesses.

"idiot……"

Masao Rōji was furious and ready to attack. Offense is the best defense, because offense often takes the initiative.

"Eight birds, I don't have time to kill you one by one, let's come together!" Zhang Feng raised his chin and said to him.

The look of contempt made Zhengxiong Lang'er angry, no matter what kind of kendo, his feet mana, his body rushed over, a few steps away, he was in front of Zhang Feng.

This is a lethal stab, it is estimated that it can easily pierce a half-meter thick wooden board.

There is no way to hide in front of ordinary people. Seeing that the tip of the knife reached Zhang Feng's chest, Masao Rangji's face was happy. At such a close distance, he couldn't escape. I really didn't expect China's special king to be like this Ah ha ha……

At this critical moment, Zhengxiong Langer saw an evil smile on Zhang Feng's face, which gave Zhengxiong Langer a bad feeling.

Sure enough, his body moved the next moment, no, not, but the person in front of Masao Langji turned into a gust of wind and drifted to the side.

Suddenly a cold light flashed, and he only felt a slight chill under his neck. His expression was murmuring and he knew what was going on, but he didn’t believe it. This person stood on his side and didn’t move. He stretched out his hand and touched it. The neck was slippery and greasy, and a sharp pain spread all over the body, followed by breathing difficulties.

His hands were red, his blood, he didn't believe it, didn't believe it...

"You..." Masao Rōji uttered a word and moved his neck. The crack in his neck opened and blood spurted out.

Masao Langji fell down and could still say, "So fast...cough cough..."

he died!

After all, I haven't finished speaking. Is it the knife fast, or the body moving fast, or both?

Anyway, at this speed, even the king of Hades is stunned!

The faces of the three Japanese men behind were as gray as death, and they all saw the scene just now!

The Chinese man named Zhang Feng moved and took a step forward. A drop of blood shed from the knife in his hand.

"It tastes not bad, it's the first time to drink Devil's blood?" Zhang Feng said, placing the knife in his hand before his eyes.

There was not a drop of blood on the knife, it was still clean, and blood did not touch the knife.

After Zhang Feng said this without beginning and ending, he looked at the three people and said, "It's yours!"