"Ah..." Norman screamed. With his instinct, he was surprised to find that he could not stop the flying katana no matter what. The scream was just using his best, waving the two daggers in his hand, wanting Parry.
"Huh... Damn!"
The sound of breaking through the air and the violent impact sounded almost without interval. Norman swung the dagger, which also brought up the sound of breaking through the air, showing that his strength was also quite strong.
However, the person who threw the samurai sword was Zhang Feng, who was a bitter blow from the Great Master.
Norman did block the katana, but unfortunately, his dagger was broken.
The samurai sword continued to trend, and it pierced his chest with a bang, and it continued to stop, abruptly leading Norman to fall backwards, until it pierced the concrete floor...
Norman, nailed to the ground by a katana.
"Cough... He..." Norman coughed up a mouthful of blood, splashed his face, and made a few weird noises in his mouth. With eyes that couldn't believe it, he looked straight at Zhang Feng.
The chaos stopped, the guards retreated behind Zhang Feng, a few people were busy rescuing their companions, and the others showed strong fighting spirit on their faces.
When Zhang Feng arrived, they were no longer afraid.
Zhang Feng, with nothing in his hands, stepped forward and stood with his hand in hand, cold eyes swept away the three killers who were hiding far away, and snorted: "Is it always attacking? Why don't you fight it?"
hit? How to fight
Carlos, Big Jack, and another female assassin who held a short spear and resembled an Amazon warrior, their faces became very ugly.
In the early hours of the morning, Zhang Feng killed an S-rank killer with one move, which was already frightening, but it could also be attributed to the darkness, and the killers were not fully prepared.
However, the facts slapped the face again, even if the killers were fully prepared and worked out a detailed siege plan, the general attack they launched was but Zhang Feng invested in a samurai sword and killed another warrior, which came to an abrupt end.
"I'm scared when you see me, are you still men?"
Zhang Feng laughed contemptuously, and then showed embarrassed expression, "Oh sorry, there is a lady here, but looking at you in the costume of an Amazonian warrior, I shouldn't think of you as a woman, because you are more ruthless than men. !"
The Amazonian warrior, the only female assassin present, gritted her teeth at Zhang Feng for a while.
Roar, the short spear in his hand leaned forward and pointed at Zhang Feng...'s crotch.
"Hiss..." Zhang Feng took a breath, curled his lips and said: "I met you for the first time, as soon as I come up, do you want me to be chaste?"
"Chichi..." There was a snicker behind him, and the guards couldn't help laughing, and the nervous atmosphere disappeared.
Of course, Zhang Feng deliberately, as the master of a sect, it is necessary to always pay attention to the state of his men and help them adjust.
The female warrior clearly understood Chinese, her face became very hideous, and her eyes looked like a wild beast.
"The ghost kills the god, today you will die in my hands!"
After the husky growl, the female soldier rushed towards Zhang Feng.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Feng narrowed his eyes and praised: "This is what the Amazon female warrior looks like!"
He praised his mouth and showed no mercy in his hand. The short spear pierced it, and he caught it as soon as he stretched out his hand.
The female warrior was obviously startled, and gritted her teeth to take the short spear back, but after fighting for a few times, the short spear still did not move at all.
"The momentum is good, but it's a pity!" Zhang Feng shook his head, his eyes flashed coldly, "Go away!"
One foot jumped out, as fast as a stream of light, leaving only a shadow.
With a kick in the abdomen of the female soldier, she flew into the air on the spot, drew a perfect parabola, hit the concrete floor five or six meters away, then rolled out, and there was no sound on the spot.
"Dead... Dead?"
Ding Xiaoshan leaned out the shoulder of a guard and exclaimed.
Zhang Feng turned his head and glared at him, and said coldly: "The master of the sect went out of the mountain to return to hermit. He has never killed a woman. She was stunned by my kick and fainted."
"Oh..." Ding Xiaoshan whispered and prolonged, "The master of the door is mighty, we need one more woman in the dark night door. Unfortunately, although this lady looks good, she has a bit of temper."
Zhang Feng: "..."
Want to kill people.
"Oh..." There was another prolonged tone, and the guards all showed their original expressions, and Zhang Feng rolled his eyes in anger.
A group of bastards, let's forget it all!
The fighting atmosphere once again disappeared.
The battle continued. After the loss of two killers again, the hunting group of twelve killers left only seven.
"Zhang
Feng, you are indeed very powerful. I underestimated your strength and must admit my mistakes. Carlos held two long scimitars in his hand, waved his bald head, and then bared his teeth at Zhang Feng.
The provocation couldn't be more obvious.
Zhang Feng didn't understand that with such a huge difference in strength, Carlos was still confident. Where was his backing
If something goes wrong, it will be a monster!
At this moment, there was a low groan, followed by a plop. Zhang Feng looked back and saw that Lang Shuai, who was alone, had already threw himself to the ground, his face blue and purple.
"Go and see!" Zhang Feng whispered.
The guard in charge of taking care of the wounded had already ran by. He took off his jacket and wrapped his hands, turned Lang Shuai over, checked briefly, and cried out: "Poison gas is attacking the heart, and he must be sent to the hospital immediately!"
Hearing this, Zhang Feng frowned, turned around and said to Carlos: "I will let you go today, get out of here!"
For the sake of the lives of his subordinates, the lives of the mere seven killers were not taken into consideration, and they were released.
"Jie Jie Jie..." Carlos responded with a wild laugh, "Zhang Feng, do you still think we will leave now?"
Before the words were over, five figures appeared outside the gate of the factory building, exactly the killer ambushing outside.
The guards immediately separated the direction of ordinary people from defending the gate, and their expressions became serious.
Surrounded...
Zhang Feng didn't turn around, a smile was raised at the corner of his mouth, and said: "If this is the case, let's fight!"
The thunder is coming, it is a sign of the war.
Accompanied by the thunder, Zhang Feng moved, turning into a streamer, and went straight to Carlos.
Carlos shouted: "The plan begins!"
At this moment, he also launched the hunting plan to deal with Zhang Feng. The big Jack next to him took the lead and flicked his slender arms. Two long-handled swing sticks appeared in his hands and smashed to meet Zhang Feng.
At the same time, the five assassins outside the door Qi Qi took out linen bags from their backpacks and threw them towards the guards.
"Be careful!"
Ding Xiaoshan yelled, and then dragged the seriously injured Dong Xiaodao and ran to the corner.
The guards first avoided the flying sacks, and then, led by two eighth-rank martial artists, rushed to the outside of the gate.
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(End of this chapter)