But at the beginning, Liu Feng didn't expect that the elders would "plug" so many snipers on the island and accidentally hit them on the shoulders. In the eyes of the killer, this kind of injury is nothing more than a chef being lightly scalded by the fire, which makes no difference. Severe injuries are not yet in the line of fire! Let alone such a minor injury.
There were not a few casualties, but the ships of the troops in this area were seriously damaged. Before logging in, just like Ken and Muyingli, Xiaowu and Mingche on the other two islands, they received a few torpedo welcoming ceremonies. Killed three ships in one fell swoop. When you arrive on the island, you will be more resistant to sniping and frontal cooperation...
Earlier, Xiao Wu had already spoken highly of this: "This group of bastards even have torpedoes, why don't they come out with an organizational unit, Japan!"
Liufeng’s command to "Yubu" and "Dibu" is the most concise: "All those who resist will be killed, leaving no future troubles!"
"Rumble" was another "chaotic" noise, don't doubt, it was the sound of mortars.
It seems that the "killer" is grabbing the ground, except that there are no planes, tanks, or atomic bombs. Does the rest seem to be the same
"Wow!" The small, delicately carved jade-pecking girl suddenly jumped out from behind the reef. He seemed to want to frighten the boy passing by.
The boy who looked sideways, holding his hands indifferently standing aside, seemed to be quite familiar with such actions, and did not make any remarks. Of course, he was even more unlikely to be frightened.
"Huh! It's not fun at all." The pretty Zou touched Zou's nose, and the girl finally felt discouraged again.
"Do you know that this is dangerous!" The boy said coldly, unmoved by the girl's beauty.
"What's the danger?" The girl said indifferently, raising her little mouth.
"If I didn't know it was you, you might have killed you as soon as you jumped out!" The boy continued walking his own path very uncomfortably, turned his head, and said coldly.
"I don't believe it!" The girl ran to follow the boy's footsteps, and put her hand around the boy's arms. Said while smiling.
"Don't you believe I will kill you?" Stopped, the boy narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"I don't believe you will hurt me, anytime..." the girl said with a smile, gently "exposing" her small dimples.
In the sunset, the two of them ten years ago were dim, wondering whether the girls at that time would foresee that they would be involved with the boy for a lifetime; and whether the boys at that time could foresee that they would become myth…
"No!" Wen Jing yelled in fear, she was too late to stop, and she had no ability to stop it.
At this moment, the "crazy" on the verge of running away is no longer what ordinary people can face. What's more, Wushuang still rushes forward like moths fighting the fire. Wen Jing couldn't see Kuang's swift move, but she could foresee the scene of Wushuang being torn apart.
He was completely controlled by the thought of revenge in his mind, and his whole body was enveloped by a violent aura. All the nerves tense and ready to take action at any time, at this moment, seemed so murderous in everyone's eyes.
He suddenly moved closer to him behind him, unable to see the tearful eyes and the frail white clothes. An unreserved claw that was too fast to cover his ears, driven by the strong "combat instinct", instantly vacated his hand, and the target was the "sneak attacker" behind him who was not afraid of death—
The power of that claw is more than splitting gold and stone.
"Crazy..." Finally, closing his eyes, Wushuang hugged the arm that he could not stay on, and gently shouted the name that he often babbled in his dream, which often made him wake up with tears.
At this time Wushuang, after six years, waited countless days and nights, waited countless times, waited countless thoughts, and finally was able to firmly hold that familiar arm. Forget the time, forget the location, it seems that in a world of unparalleled, eternity stays in this moment. Feeling the violent breath of death between the five fingers of madness rushed towards me, since that moment can become eternal, so naturally, it can also make all the past shatter into powder...
But Wushuang is content. Waiting for that moment with a happy face.
Time is only a moment of breathing. Wen Jing can't stop it. Yes, even Wen Jing, who has just entered the "limit" ranks, can't stop it, let alone a matchless person without the power of a chicken.
Is it a tragedy again? The past of g will really repeat itself? Is dying in the arms of your beloved man really an unparalleled ending
Wen Jing closed her eyes sadly. It was not that she didn't want to look at it, but she couldn't bear to see the painful look after the madness regained the "sex". Wen Jing felt this way the most, because even though she had decisively killed her brother to break through, who knows how many days and nights Wen Jing was guilty, and how many times did she sigh and sigh? Yes, Wen Jing can't bear to watch, and I believe all people can't bear to watch, to see how an infatuated woman will end up like this in the end.
The sky is angry and the people are grieving.
In the end, the breath of death between the five fingers stopped less than half a centimeter of Wushuang's cheeks-Kuang did not go down.
"Hoo" a long breath was exhaled from Kuang’s mouth. In the end, it was a bliss and blessed my soul. Kuang actually suppressed the tyrannical and hostile spirit deep in his heart. The crazy killing intent and fury finally slowly slowed between his eyes. Fading slowly.
"You... don't you know... you almost died just now..."
Panting wildly, it seemed that it took a lot of effort to suppress the violent killing intent, as if everything had returned to the original leisurely and interesting boyhood, back to ten years ago.
"I believe you won't hurt me, anytime..."
Wushuang raised his head gently, looking at his madly cold eyes, just "showing" a beautiful smile. Today, ten years later, the traces of dimples can still be found on his face.
Wushuang never smiles, so few people know that she also has dimples on her face.
"Thank you!" Only I can understand the things about myself. Kuang knew that if Wushuang hadn't awakened his mind just now, perhaps he would have been in a madness by now.
Although Kuang has been pursuing the extreme martial arts, it is a kind of extraordinary and holy state of mind that "the heart is like still water"; but he still underestimated the mood and desire for revenge that he had been suppressing for six years. Over the past six years, constant memories, constant thoughts, constant repression, waiting for the day of revenge—until today, Zai cannot be treated with a normal heart, and is finally controlled by the violent heart of killing, everything except revenge It's not within his consideration.
This kind of mentality is the easiest thing for a person with a high level of martial arts cultivation.
"Actually... I only did what I wanted to do..." Wushuang pursed his lips, seeming to want to "show" an apologetic smile, "I never thought I could stop you."
"Do you want to die?" He gently pushed Wushuang away, without any emotional fluctuations in his crazy voice. At this moment, the heart is like still water.
"Yes!" Wushuang stepped back silently, knowing that Kuang was about to make a move.
The elite troops are indeed elite troops, even if it is a fleeting opportunity, they can seize the opportunity. Just when Kuang had just come into contact with Wushuang, he was touched in the depths of his heart, and his aura was slightly stagnant. The elites of "Hong and Huang" had already completed their encirclement of madness in an instant tacitly. At the same time, the goal of the second part is also very obvious, it is just madness, but it has abandoned the tranquility that is equally threatening. Perhaps the kind of fear that can be caused by madness in their minds is not at all for the sake of Wenjing...
As the elite of the elite, vision is naturally also very important. From this point of view, the killers of the "Hong and Huang" are very visionary, know how to seize the opportunity, and have the tacit understanding and strength of group cooperation.
If it wasn't that the difference in strength was too great, such a close range and surprise attack would be enough to make any incoming enemy blood splatter for seven steps. However, it is a pity that they seem to have chosen the wrong target today.
Quietly a few steps away, he rushed into the crowd and immediately pulled Wushuang out of the battlefield. The two Hui Zhilan-hearted women outside the battlefield seemed to be not worried at all.
"Don't kill them, I will use it in the future!" While retreating, Wushuang only had enough time to say this softly. Although the voice is very soft, Wushuang believes that his "crazy" ear power is enough to hear clearly.
"Humph!" snorted coldly, and Kuang did indeed seem to have heard it.
Five fingers are sent together, as fast as lightning.
"Looking through the autumn moon", "A moment of beauty", "A breath of change", "Life and death are boundless", "Instant killing silent"
The "chaotic" stones splashed and the smoke billowed. The five knives did not "shoot" at anyone in the encircled circle, but blasted straight to the ground.
Some things are beyond doubt, just like the highest peak on the ground is Everest, and the deepest trench in the ocean is Mariana. After the death of g, the strongest people in Asia are still "crazy."
The billowing smoke and dust did not feel inferior to the sharp edge at this moment, as if it suddenly became a stone wall, and it "plugged" into the killer in all directions, and took everything around without warning. The people swallowed it all up. A heavy murderous aura immediately enveloped everyone, and the splashing stones on the ground hit the chest, which was like an ordinary person receiving a heavy hammer without reservation, and immediately spurted blood in all directions and "shot" out...
Three hundred and sixty degrees round, all were affected, and none was missed.