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As soon as the researcher turned his head, he was frightened and sat on the ground.

It's not that this researcher is timid, but that Zhang Feng's look at the moment is too scary, as if he had just walked over from a horror movie scene and had not had time to remove his makeup.

The entire cheek was completely deformed, and there was no human appearance. The most frightening thing was his body, which was completely red with blood, with intestines and fragments of human organs hanging on it.

Zhang Feng's head was hit by the white bear with a heavy punch.

He knew very well in his heart that if he hadn't stabbed the white bear with a saber first, the end result would be that his head would be blown to death by the white bear.

His head was dizzy, his whole thinking was chaotic, and his eyes were closed, making his vision blurred.

Gradually, he eased over, and slowly got up from the ground. Unexpectedly, he sat down on the ground in fright.

Lips that were swollen like two sausages, grinning with a sneer of mocking and disdain, but pulled the wound with sharp pain.

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and violently pulled out the knife stuck inside his shoulder.

The blood arrow shot out suddenly, and Zhang Feng, who was painful, sucked in cold air.

He once again greeted the dead white bear's women in his heart. What's so special, he actually used the sacrificial knife to kill the enemy with a thousand and eight hundred tricks. However, Zhang Feng also admired the White Bear in his heart. In such a downturn, relying on this desperate style of play, he almost killed himself, or died with him.

The overall shape of the knife is more like a Nepalese dog-leg knife, but it is more narrow and long, which makes up for the disadvantage of the Nepalese saber which is not good for picking thorns.

The starting point is heavy and weighty. It can be seen that the metal used must be very rare.

Dancing gently, with a whirring sound.

"Good knife!" Zhang Feng said with emotion.

If facing the white bear at that time, this knife replaced the fighting saber in his own hands, then his winning rate could increase by at least 20%.

Thinking of Bai Xiong's use of a knife, Zhang Feng could only laugh.

The ancestor of Cold Weapon is China! The knife used in other countries has been more or less influenced by the ancient China, but what these countries can learn is nothing but fur, not the essence.

"A good knife can only be effective if it is in the hands of a good knife!"

Zhang Feng grasped the knife and turned his eyes to the researcher who fell on the ground.

The latter was stunned by Zhang Feng's back. He wanted to stand up and escape, but his legs were so frightened that he could not stand up.

He crawled in panic and fear, just wanting to stay away from the devil.

Zhang Feng walked slowly behind him, and the knife in his hand traversed an arc, sharp and swift.

The researcher's half-supported body immediately froze, his eyes were staring, and his eyes were filled with pain and panic.

In the blink of an eye, blood flowed down his neck like a flood of bursts.

Not a part of the neck, but the fine blood gushing out all around the neck!

Holding the knife, Zhang Feng walked towards the place where the general was hiding step by step.

Just after he took a few steps, the supporting body finally fell to the ground.

Gurulu.

A whole head fell on the ground, and Guru went all the way out.

It turned out that Zhang Feng's knife just cut off his head directly, but the speed was too fast and the knife was too sharp, so that the head had no place to move!

Such a shocking and **** scene caused the researchers hiding in the dark to silence one by one.

The general was not much better at this moment, his body was hiding behind the tall instrument, just as his whole body shrank into a ball.

He was holding a self-defense pistol with the insurance opened in his hand.

Being able to be a general means that he doesn't know how many times he has experienced wars. But time and ease of life have already wiped out his fearlessness.

Now he is scared to death.

He kept licking his wrinkled and dry lips, his throat kept rolling and swallowing saliva, and the hand holding the gun was trembling even more.

With the gun in hand, he did not even rush out to kill Zhang Feng with a single shot.

The super soldier was his idea, and he participated in the whole process. The transformed super soldier was under his command. To say that someone knows the fighting power of a super soldier best, it's not the general himself.

It is precisely knowing how terrifying the super soldier is that he is so terrified in his heart.

And this Tyrone in front of him, although not completely transformed by a super soldier, can kill the most terrifying super soldier Bai Xiong under his hand, and his combat effectiveness is evident.

Zhang Feng didn't walk fast. The heavy footsteps struck the general's heart. The closer he got, the more terrifying the general.

The general finally couldn't stand this kind of psychological oppression, and he snarled his fear and shouted: "Tyron, don't get close anymore! You let me go, I can satisfy you under any conditions!"

Hearing the general's words, Zhang Feng raised his brows slightly, but he was interested in hearing what the general could promise him.

He stopped and said in a deep voice, "Really? You can meet all my requirements? Very good. I need the most core data of the research institute. Can you give it to me?"

Hearing that, the general is now cursing **** in his heart. He really did not expect that Tyrone would propose such a condition that was impossible to promise. He thought that such a desperado would only offer money, a woman or something.

Hearing that the general did not reply to him, Zhang Feng sneered with a sneer at the corner of his mouth and continued to walk towards the instrument.

The sound of footsteps sounded again, and the general could no longer hold back, and hurriedly shouted: "Well, well...I promise you, I will give you the data. You don't come here again, otherwise..."

Without giving him a chance to finish, Zhang Feng sneered and interrupted: "Otherwise? What about otherwise? Does General Brownie want to be with me? That's really my honor! General Brownie, tut tut, The outstanding U.S. generals and politicians...it’s a great honor to be able to exchange lives with a bad guy like me."

Brownie suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He has such a clear understanding of his information, is this Tyrone really an ordinary person caught in Mexico City?

Ordinary people will have their own information? When there is a chance to escape, he will kill a carbine instead? Ordinary people will straightforwardly propose, do you want to research the most trusted materials?

wrong! This person is definitely not an ordinary person! Then it was sent in by other countries!

damn it! There is actually a country eyeing the Super Soldier Research Institute. If it is exposed, everything will be over!

But not to mention how big a blow it is to the United States in diplomacy, even if it is to oneself... it must be a disaster that cannot be escaped. !