"In my own unique way. Perhaps it means re-seeing who I was at the beginning. This time, from the perspective of a bystander, I calmly traversed this mountain and forest. While my soul was so quiet that there were no waves and no murderous aura at the same time. , I can even not alarm the snipers lurking in the dark. I just simply crossed the roadblocks along the way. If it weren’t for my own speed so leisurely. Maybe I could come earlier.” Kuang stretched out my hands naturally. , While speaking, it seemed that he couldn't tell whether it was the desert island experience or the feeling brought by the experience of crossing the forest. After witnessing the scene of cannibalism in order to survive, the distance between life and death can be measured so accurately by him. It is like a high god, the current madness, the first thing that radiates from the whole body is not the murderous aura of being a top killer, but a killer who transcends himself, that kind of ethereal spirit of non-killing realm.
"Okay, now it's only the first level. What we will face next will be a truly closed battlefield. All subordinates will stay here to deal with unexpected situations that are not planned. Wen Jing, Uncle Mu, Xiao Wu, Liu Feng , Mingche, ken, let's go to the battlefield inside. After all, you have spent too much time, and we still have a lot of work left..."
The crazy words are finished. And countless European killers have emerged on all sides. It seems that except for those wiped out in the jungle, the rest should be all the belongings of the "Lucifer Legion". After paying a heavy price in the jungle, at least more than 300 were killed, and the remaining more than 600, who could not be seen at a glance, had all begun to flood themselves.
The sniping in the forest did not stop because of walking out of the forest. It was calculated based on the proportion of the elite of three "Xuanyuan Babu" or five "Shadow Warrior" troops that could eliminate one member of the "Lucifer Legion" that day. It seems that this battle is difficult to fight.
The assassins of Celestial Rules, Shadow Warriors and Assassin Corps blocked the emergence of snipers. Their task is not to let anyone enter the enclosed five-story battlefield in front of them.
As a whole, there is no building with any horizontal layout. Under the high-intensity spotlight from the fixed part, the wall folds and shoots out a cold metal light. If it is not so dark here, or if there is no nine European killer leaders divided into three groups in the station that you can see as soon as you enter the door. It might be more appropriate to describe it as a closed tomb. And the only thing that can't be determined so far is that this will be the tomb of the killers on the crazy side, or the tombs of the killers on Thomas's side.
At the entrance of the metal staircase integrated with the wall stood another man in black, with golden hair and blue eyes, and hostility broke out all over his body. This person should be independent and besides the nine European killers in front of him. He glanced fiercely at the Kuang and others who entered the building one by one.
"Mr.'s order, a quick fight." Abandoning the blunt Chinese sentence, it is obvious that these words are clearly meant for Kuang and the others, with a strong provocative taste. The whistleblower had unconcealed hatred in his eyes, "Actually, I hope I can solve your trash with my own hands."
"Don't be wordy with them, Johnson..." The cold and disdainful voice coming through from the second floor did not fully express the contempt in his tone, and was slammed to the ground by a building on the first floor. The voice was interrupted. Divided into three groups, one of the European killer leaders in the group closest to the gate fell to the ground with a slam on his shoulders.
"Idiot, what are you talking about so much nonsense!" Xiao Wu's voice was cold. When someone provokes you with contempt, anger is not enough to shut up the other person, "It's just a "shot" in the shoulder, really fragile guy."
Coldly mocking, Xiao Wu is such a "sex" character, usually with a hippy smile, when someone offends him, he will find it back with a hundredfold humiliation. Obviously it can be killed with a single knife, but when flying away, the opponent's trajectory of avoidance is calculated. A "shot" in the shoulder was just a small warning to the opponent.
An angry gaze focused on the person who "shot" the throwing knife. Johnson waved his hand silently, "Get revenge for your gloriously sacrificed subordinates outside."
The nine killer leaders divided into three groups, when they heard the order of their boss, murderous intent flashed in their eyes.
Brake statically. Xiao Wuliufeng Mingche staggered back and forth, choosing his own goals. While the opponent's threesome pounced on them, the three of them greeted them at a faster speed. Wen Jing, Muying Li and Kuang naturally flashed outside the circle of war. Three three-on-one life-and-death competitions were staged in a building of more than 1,000 square meters. These nine European killers are the respective leaders of Thomas Lucifer's Lower Ninth Route Army. He is a well-known figure on the European killer rankings. The small encirclement formed by the trio played a huge role in the beginning. The three people in each group are perfectly coordinated, either with punches or feet, with every blow. Except for Xiao Wu who was lucky enough to take advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness, and secretly calculated the opponent's evasion trajectory after a sneak attack. So far, everyone is no different. Both sides could not take advantage but they played extremely fiercely. If it is a one-on-one competition, it is naturally not difficult for the small five to beat the opponent, and even defeat the opponent without injury. Just three to one, it reduced this odds to one-third of the original.
More than ten minutes have passed since the stalemate.
"Wen Jing, Uncle Mu, we are one of us."
"it is good!"
As soon as the mad voice fell, Mu Yingli moved, and stepped in to intervene on the side of Xiao Wu who was closest to where he was standing. After helping, he greeted a handful of knives on Xiao Wu's right shoulder. At the moment when he touched the opponent's palm, Muyingli grabbed the opponent's wrist with his backhand, and then gently pulled the opponent's huge body of 1.8 meters away from the cooperation circle of the three chief killers. The pressure on Xiao Wu's side was suddenly reduced. The original heavy blow on his right shoulder was resolved by the wooden eagle. Xiao Wu's body suddenly slid in the movement, taking advantage of the body's center of gravity to fall, between his fingers. Two silver lights passed from a low place on the left and right shoulders of the two European killer leaders, bringing out a bloody light. Xiao Wuyi's move to seize the early missed opportunity, the feeling of being besieged by the three of them just now is really not easy. The situation here is changing for the better.
The same applies to Wen Jing. Wen Jing took advantage of her unusually flexible movements, and did not pull out an opponent like Mu Yingli did. Instead, he took the initiative to break into the battle circle where Liu Feng was. And Liu Feng back to back, sharing part of the fighting pressure. Wen Jing's fist may not be as heavy as the male "sexual" killers, but her surprising speed makes people have no defense against the fist and elbow that greets him, and Wen Jing's keen ability to react. As soon as she joined, the whole situation on Liufeng's side was greatly improved.
What the mad has to do is even more relaxed, and the intervention of the mad himself can cause great psychological pressure on people. And all he had to do was to "disturb" the other party's audiovisual by flicking a few fists and feet while Ming Che launched an attack. Such a method of psychological threat and oppression, being really greeted by the fists and fists of the body is still frightening. In just a few rounds, Ming Che caught one of the opponent's flaws and relentlessly slammed his best punch. The fist hit the opponent's throat, and the choking caused by the sudden heavy blow to the tracheal blood vessel made the opponent suddenly weak. Kuang only made up another punch lightly, and it easily ended up with a famous figure in the European killer world.
"Uncle Mu, Wen Jing." Wen Jing and Mu Yingli over there also retracted their fists from the opponent's body almost at the same time.
"Xiao Wu, Ming Che Liufeng, I'll leave the rest to you." He was too lazy to talk to a bunch of waste-wasting mad, and started to move to the second level.
"Don't worry, boss."
"I have handed it over to you here." Wen Jing said, and immediately after madly stepping into the second floor, Muyingli went to the same side.
"Absolutely no problem." Ken, who only joined the war circle later, said without caring.
"If it were one-on-one, you would be over..." Of course, Xiao Wu's last sentence was shouted at the opponent in front of him.
Although each group will go to one of the three, the pressure on the five, Liufeng, Mingche, and Ken is still increased suddenly, and the life and death line of victory and defeat is invisible. The four of them drew a few meters closer. It's just a matter of time to get results for the guys in front of you. Finding the flaw, or waiting for the other party's murderous intent to vent, it's that simple.
The second floor is almost exactly the same empty building. The only difference is that the sniper target has been changed. Three men of European descent stand side by side in the center of the building, each at a distance of 100 meters. In the entire space of nearly 1,000 square meters, plus stepping into the second level of madness, Wen Jing and Mu Yingli still feel so empty and gloomy. The spotlight at the top shrank everyone's shadow within less than half a meter. In the duel between the super master and the master, the slight difference in light and shadow can determine the original destiny of both sides.
"Very well. You really did not disappoint me. It has always been my heart's desire to avenge Mary and the others with your own hands." It was Johnson who appeared on the first floor stairs first.
"Johnson, German. He is one hundred and eighty-six centimeters tall and one hundred and forty kilograms in weight. He is the number one killer in Germany and ranks sixth in the European rankings. He was a pair with Mary, who was once ranked seventh. Lovers. In addition, you have another identity, the champion of the black market boxing. Your fist is famous for being ruthless and re-famous. No matter who is hit by your fist, your internal organs will rupture. Oh, no. It's the liver that ruptured and died. Because of the human internal organs, only a ruptured liver will die the most painful. It takes 30 minutes to have a foot pain, and during this process the injured will continue to spit out dark red blood until the damaged liver strikes. Cough up the last bite of congestion in the lungs, and the person will really die. So you are essentially an abnormal and cruel guy. Am I right? Come on, uncle, I like to have a few hands with you." At this time, Muyingli had already picked the opponent he was going to face in this battle. Johnson, a German killer known for his heavy punches and sturdy body.