As the saying goes, boxing is afraid of being young, because old people are getting old and have limited strength, especially long-term endurance competition, which is not as good as young people. So Jiang Minghao saw this point and directly fought with the old man in physical strength and endurance. .
Seeing the island warrior's broken sword in his hand trembling constantly, as if getting an electric shock, the old island man felt anxious, especially the tip of the saber that slowly reached his chest, and his entire pupils shrank sharply. .
The old man suddenly stretched out his left hand and supported his right hand. In addition to resisting the pressure on Jiang Minghao’s body, he also had to resist the force of Jiang Minghao’s right hand, while he was lying flat on the ground. His legs were firmly suppressed again, and he could only rely on his hands for desperate support.
Jiang Minghao looked at the blue veins bursting out of the old devil’s forehead, as if it was a **** ready to burst at any time. The big beads of sweat had begun to slide down the temples, and those eyeballs suddenly protruded from the eye sockets, and the whites of the eyes were yellowed. There were also blood vessels like worms on the roof. Jiang Minghao knew that he was almost reaching the limit.
At this moment, this Ryukawa Ichiro saw Jiang Minghao’s mouth with a wicked smile. This smile seemed to be the smile of a god of death, making Ryukawa Ichiro instantly feel the breath of death, an inexplicable fear. Feeling alive, at this moment, Jiang Minghao's left hand, which had been hiding in the snow, suddenly stretched out his middle finger and index finger, especially the index finger, which was still clearly glowing with dark red blood.
I saw that Jiang Minghao’s two fingers were like two galloping sharp arrows, thrusting straight into Ryukawa Ichiro’s eyes, and his eyes suddenly closed like a copper bell with fright. His left hand also followed the trend to support Jiang Minghao's inserted finger.
But immediately, a piercing pain caused Ryukawa Ichiro to suddenly open his eyes again, staring at Jiang Minghao with his copper bell-like eyes, as if he was about to break his body into pieces, but Jiang Minghao The saber in his hand did not stop advancing because of the hateful look. The black blade of the Hayabusa saber slowly plunged into Ryukawa Ichiro's chest at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hey..."
It was the sound of the blade rubbing against the flesh. The harsh rubbing sound was like a steel wire wrapped around Ryukawa Ichiro's neck, making the old man feel short of breath, and his heart slowly stopped beating as the blade deepened.
"what·······"
A heart-piercing scream finally burst from the old devil’s throat, but this time, his head was tilted fifty meters away, in the direction of the European killer who was hiding in the first floor of the villa. His eyes were full of resentment and anger, because at this critical moment, especially when he was in the hands of the enemy, and the opponent had no firearms at all, the opposing companion, the temporary comrade-in-arms, actually watched himself be killed. .
A stream of blood rushed out of Ryukawa Ichiro’s throat and slowly dripped down the corner of his mouth on the grass, but he did not utter a cry for help from beginning to end. This is his as a lone killer and the last as a Koga killer. His dignity, he naturally understands why this European killer didn't save himself. Why couldn't the killer do anything for the reward? One less peer, one less competition, and one more bounty.
Finally, as Ryukawa Ichiro’s trembling body completely turned into a corpse, Jiang Minghao still did not let go of his right hand, until the blade of the Hayabusa Saber was completely inserted into the chest of the old devil of the island country, even the guard of the saber. The corpse's chest was so deep that it sank about a centimeter, Jiang Minghao slowly exhaled a suffocating breath, and pulled out the blood-stained blade from Longchuan Ichiro's chest.
"call·······"
Jiang Minghao exhaled fiercely. The wound on his shoulder and the wound on his leg broke apart again because of excessive force. The blood has completely dyed the bandages and cloth strips that tied the wound, especially his thigh. She trembled unconsciously.
But the battle is still going on. The enemies on the battlefield will never open up to you because you are injured, and even spare you not to die, especially the shameless killers. They will do whatever they can for money and the so-called killer rankings. To kill you, sick cats that are sick or even completely out of combat are the best prey for them to get bounty.
Jiang Minghao didn’t have time to check or even re-dress the wound on his body. He quickly fumbled on the old man’s body in the island country. When he touched the old man’s whole body, Jiang Minghao’s eyes showed a trace of despair, because the old man was nothing but Except for dozens of revolver bullets and a samurai knife that had just resisted the saber, there was nothing, not even one of his best grenade.
This means that Jiang Minghao can only rely on the only Falcon Wing Saber in his hand that is stained with the enemy’s blood to fight the only remaining killer, but this does not mean that Jiang Minghao will accept his fate, or even capture it, because he is a soldier, a soldier. He is born with pride, even if his head is cut off and his life ends, he will fight endlessly, because fighting is the only value of a soldier's existence.
"Haha, a soldier of the Dragon Kingdom, I am Mike. To be honest, I admire you very much, but I still want to kill you because this is a mission."
Mike suddenly jumped out of the villa and moved cautiously in the direction of Jiang Minghao while holding the gun. Of course, Jiang Minghao knew that he was testing himself, so he didn't talk to him, but Mike continued to talk. :
"Why, does your injury make you lose even the most basic speaking strength?"
Mike's eyes went through the front sight of the pistol and stared at the trunk, as long as a tiny bit was revealed, he would shoot without hesitation, but the young man didn't know if it was because of fear or because of his patience, he still said nothing. Yu, at this moment, he suddenly saw a black cloth-like thing exposed behind the thick trunk of that person, which looked particularly dazzling in the sun, and Mike did not hesitate to pull the trigger in his hand.
"boom······"
A bullet was hit by the hammer of the pistol, and accompanied by a violent sound, it shot at Jiang Minghao’s accidentally exposed trouser legs. The black cloth on the exposed trouser legs was immediately beaten into a hollow. Under the rapid friction, there was a little heat.
"call······"
Jiang Minghao shrank his legs suddenly in fright, and hid his body again. If his legs were just exposed, it is probably not as simple as pants. Jiang Minghao discovered that this killer was not only accurate in his marksmanship, He is even well versed in the psychological analysis of the battlefield, because he had been using the silencer before, but at this time it was directly removed. In a high-intensity fighting state, the tense nerves will be completely broken due to the sudden sound. A warrior who is mentally fragile and unsteady will run wildly like crazy, and this will naturally become a prey that the enemy hunts and kills without the slightest threat.
But Mike obviously underestimated Jiang Minghao, because the shot made Jiang Minghao hide deeper and understand his enemy better, but because there is no hot weapon for long-range attacks, he can only honestly hide in the tree. behind.
At this moment, Jiang Minghao's eyes caught the feet of this old man wearing a kimono. This guy was wearing a long-shirt-like kimono with the unique hair bun of an island man, but he did not wear an island man on his feet. My favorite clogs are a pair of long black military boots that don't match my clothes in the least.
"Huh? Is there something hidden in these boots?"
A glimmer of light flashed in Jiang Minghao's mind, as if he had seen hope. As special forces soldiers, especially urban anti-terrorist special forces soldiers, they usually hide daggers or self-defense pistols in their boots. One is to prevent the masses from seeing them. The second is to confuse the enemy. When the enemy is not paying attention, he takes out the weapon from his boots and hits the enemy by surprise. Is this guy wearing a kimono and military boots for this
When Jiang Minghao took off the army boots on Longchuan Ichiro’s left foot, the sour smell was like a toilet bowl, which made people nauseous. However, Jiang Minghao did not have a trace of disgust on his face, but rather a loss, because The army boots were empty and there was nothing, but when Jiang Minghao took off Longchuan Ichiro's right army boots, a black and shiny pistol appeared in front of him.
"Haha, fucking your grandpa and grandma's grandfather, God help me too!"
Jiang Minghao excitedly picked up this pistol that had long been tainted by the smell of the feet. Unexpectedly, the model of this pistol was exactly the same as the model of the weapon in Mike's hand. It seems that they were dispatched by the same organization or by the same person and provided in batch Weapons.
But at this time Jiang Minghao couldn't control so much, because the clear footsteps came again, very soft, and soon, it seems that this European killer can't wait to solve himself, or maybe he feels that he has run out of ammunition. Absolutely
Jiang Minghao supported his body with his left foot and stood up, and picked up the corpse that hadn't completely cooled down in front of him, intending to make a trial, but when he lifted the corpse, Ryukawa Ichiro was not yet stiff. When his neck crooked, his head was directly exposed.
"boom·······"
With a gunshot, Ryukawa Ichiro’s head immediately burst like a watermelon. The red and white liquid puffed Jiang Minghao’s face. He licked the blood on the corner of his mouth and suddenly felt a bloodthirsty blood. Desire burst out from the heart, but Jiang Minghao immediately shook his head, abruptly suppressing this desire, and swearing fiercely in his mouth:
"This group of conscientious killers, even if their companions don't save them, they don't even leave a whole body. They fucked up. The little master uses the corpse of this island country old devil as a meat shield today."