The death of the two thugs did not stop Zhang Feng's killing. The long knife swept across, and after the two thugs were sent to the west again, there were very few thugs left in the cab.
The six bosses, as well as the two or three cat thugs, shivered and hid in the corner.
"Shoot, why not?"
The long knife pointed to the corner, Zhang Feng's face was taunting, the cold light in his eyes remained unchanged, and his murderousness was not diminished.
"you you… "
Li Carr wants to negotiate and spend money to buy his life or something. After all, although money is good, it does not bring death to life. You must save your life before you can spend money.
But the moment he and Zhang Feng looked at each other, he couldn't say a complete sentence. The powerful cold and severe murderous intent deeply shocked him.
"Want to spend money for life?" Zhang Feng asked coldly.
Li Carr was nervously speechless, and could only nod his head vigorously.
"I look down on your dirty money, go to hell!"
As the roar sounded, Zhang Feng held a fierce sword and stabbed Li Carr fiercely with a straight stabbing.
There was a bodyguard next to Li Carr, one of the most loyal subordinates who could sell his life to him. At this critical juncture, this subordinate suddenly stepped away, completely exposing Li Carr to Zhang Feng's blade.
"Puff!" The long knife pierced Li Carr's neck, the expression of consternation remained on his face, and Zhang Feng immediately flicked the long knife and died on the spot.
The boss of a dignified generation of black society, secretly raising the mercenary group, died under the betrayal of his men, and he did not close his eyes until he died.
"I, I... have nothing to do with me, I want to live!"
He sold Li Carr's men, screamed a few times, and ran towards the hole in the cabin door, but before he ran out of the cabin, a blood-stained knife appeared on his chest.
"I hate to betray my own things, so you go to die too!"
Zhang Feng stared at the people in the corner, said indifferently, then drew out the long knife and pointed it at the people with the blood-stained blade.
Behind him was a man slowly kneeling down, and finally fell to the ground, setting off Zhang Feng's fierce and wild figure.
This scene was very shocking. A dozen people in the corner looked like ignorant girls stared at by smuggled snakeheads, shivering and daring not to resist.
Zhang Feng's gaze flicked across the faces of these people one by one, locking on Baru.
"You are still a ninth-rank martial artist, don't you have the courage to fight me? How about your dignity as a martial artist, have you been eaten by a dog?" The tip of the knife pointed to Baru, and Zhang Feng pointed directly at the heart of a martial artist. .
Baru, who stood in front of Klaus, took a deep breath, pushed away the person in front of him, and walked out, with his chest against the tip of the fierce sword.
"I will die, but I will use my life to protect my dignity as a warrior!"
Baru raised his arms and slammed the long knife in front of his chest.
Zhang Feng would not allow the Fierce Sword to be smashed by him. It took him a full month to forge the Fierce Sword with the old man. The commemorative significance far exceeds the actual value of the battle.
The long knife was retracted, and the next moment there was a loud noise. Baru's arms collided, and the steel glove hit sparks under the collision. The scene was very scary, showing how powerful he was.
"The strength is good, but it's a pity, you killed too much, your temperament has changed drastically, and you have lost the opportunity to dissolve your hostility and attack a higher level of cultivation!"
Zhang Feng said slowly, it seemed a pity.
After finishing speaking, the long sword slammed out and used a fierce direct stabbing. The fierce long sword turned into a shock, which can pierce the obstacle avoidance of time and space and reach the target.
There is a saying about this trick. It seems simple, but in fact it contains all the basic skills of the operator, not to mention the three elements of fast, ruthless, and accurate. Without continuous contact for many years and hundreds of times a day, it is difficult to pierce such A perfect knife.
In Baru's eyes, he could no longer see the long knife, and his eyes were bright, as if the tip of the knife had been magnified tens of thousands of times, blocking his vision.
"Do not!"
With a roar, Baru waved his fists in an attempt to deploy defenses on his chest, using the steel gloves on his hands and the armguards on his forearms to block Zhang Feng's knife.
"Puff..."
He miscalculated, the long knife not only broke through the defenses of both arms, but also pierced deeply into his left chest, protruded from the back, pierced the clothes, and showed a bloody knife tip.
The people in the back corner were all trembling with fright, staring at the protruding knife tip behind Baru, unable to move their eyes anyway.
Baru, the ninth-rank master, was killed by Zhang Feng with a single move...
This is the strength of the Grand Master
"It's a pity, your strength is worse than I thought
Many, it seems that if I didn't resolve my hostility back then, my current strength would not be much stronger than you. "
Zhang Feng looked fortunate, and drew out the long knife forcefully. Even though Baru was in the end, he was too lazy to take a look at him.
Although I miss the old man and appreciate his wise decision that year, but the past is over, people cannot look back, but look forward.
"Grandmaster? Grandmaster!"
A few words came out of Baru's mouth, and finally closed his eyes, his heart was pierced, and his brain would lose oxygen in a short period of time. At this moment, he was only fainting, but the distance to death was three minutes at most.
"Where is the grandmaster, a goal that is difficult to achieve, you say, is it?"
Faced with a dozen people in the corner, Zhang Feng grinned and laughed again, as if he was laughing at himself. In fact, he laughed at these people for being overpowered and insisting on challenging the bottom line of a great master.
If the time goes back to the past, Zhang Feng learns that his opponent is a great master, and he will definitely go away, and he will never find himself uncomfortable.
Now, the great master is him, and the people who are looking for trouble are the two fools in front of him.
"..."
No one responded to Zhang Feng. All of these people showed expressions that were about to cry.
"Zhang Feng, there is no hatred between me and you. I was wrong to assassinate you before. I am willing to compensate, and I can also pay more money to buy my fate, can you?"
Heihu smiled shyly, nervous and flattering, wishing to kneel down for Zhang Feng.
No one laughed at him, they did everything to survive.
However, the next moment, everyone's expressions froze on their faces, because they saw that after a cold light flashed, Heihu's head rolled to the ground, and his body collapsed in the blood rain.
Zhang Feng didn't hesitate at all, and directly killed Black Tiger.
"Your dirty money, don't use it to pollute my hands!"
After speaking, the cold eyes locked on the next person.
This guy is a thug. The moment he met Zhang Feng, he knew he was dead, but driven by his strong survival instinct, he threw himself out, planning to break through the window to escape the cab, and then jump into the sea. Good luck.
The cold light passed by, and the goods fell to the ground, a big opening in the abdomen, the internal organs...
"Today, no one can escape!"
(End of this chapter)