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"Hmph, I've said that you can't believe what the mercenaries say, they're really stupid!" Charles said disdainfully.
Now that the information is in hand, as long as he can escape across the border and get support, he can escape. When the time comes to return to Africa, what will happen no matter how powerful the Chinese soldiers are? Using this confidential information can be exchanged for billions of dollars. When the time comes, you can recruit a team to reorganize a mercenary group and distribute the best weapons. It is not impossible to become one of the top ten mercenary groups.
Just as he was immersed in his fantasy, Zhang Feng, who heard the roars and gunfire of two people, was approaching quickly.
From Tang Shijie's last heartbreaking roar, Zhang Feng already knew the interest relationship between the two people. This traitor dared to sell the country's intelligence to overseas mercenaries. It would be a shame to die.
What he has to do now is to take back the information from the mercenary called Charles by this traitor!
The distance of two hundred meters was instantly shortened to one hundred meters, and Zhang Feng ran wildly in the snow.
Charles suddenly rushed out from behind the tree with a gun in his hand. He was stunned when he saw that Zhang Feng didn't have a gun on him, and then he was ecstatic!
If you dare to chase me without a gun, isn't this looking for death
Facing Zhang Feng's running body, he quickly pulled the trigger.
Zhang Feng kept changing directions, and his tactical evasive actions had reached the extreme. There was no pattern, and he did not stop at one place.
Three consecutive gunshots were fired, all bullets fell into the air, and the distance between the two people shortened to 60 meters again!
Charles couldn't help but his face turned ugly. He knew that he might have encountered the most difficult soldier in China, so he put away the carelessness that had just arisen in his heart.
Holding the rifle flat, the muzzle moved with Zhang Feng's high-speed body.
Charles was angry that he could not lock on to this target. This was something that had never happened before.
Thirty meters!
Twenty meters!
Fifteen meters!
Zhang Feng's body ran towards a big tree, and his feet slammed on the trunk. The body suddenly changed direction and jumped into the air. The distance of fifteen meters was enough!
His left wrist shook suddenly, the five fingers suddenly spread apart, and four cold rays of light came from the cracks.
Shooting out of it.
Charles also waited for the opportunity. There was no position for him to borrow strength in mid-air, and there was no way he could change his direction.
Turn the muzzle of the gun, pull the trigger, and the bullet grazed the muzzle and shot out suddenly!
The next second, a scream came from his mouth! The gun in his hand fell directly to the ground, and his body fell to his knees on the ground, covering his face in pain!
Zhang Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, and the sense of crisis in his life became extremely strong at this moment.
He roared, exerting force on his waist and turned his body suddenly. The life-threatening bullet grazed his back, tearing his cotton-padded clothes horizontally, and the scorching bullet directly scorched his skin!
Falling to the ground, Zhang Feng took a breath of air, feeling a chill and pain behind him.
But at this time, he had no time to consider his injuries. The moment he landed, his body bounced up and quickly rushed towards Charles, who was kneeling on the ground and screaming.
When Charles heard the footsteps, he released his hands covering his face and raised his head. There was a blood mark on the side of his neck, and his skin was slightly scratched.
His left eye was directly pierced by the knife from Zhang Feng's flying mouth, and the knife from his mouth, as thin as a cicada's wing, completely sunk into his eyeball. Blood fell drop by drop from his left eye, like tears, but tears of blood.
The other two knives in his mouth, one was inserted above the eyebrow and embedded in the hard skull, and the other was inserted into his face close to the nose!
Zhang Feng's four knives in his mouth went straight to Charles's eyes, nose, and throat!
At the last moment, the perception of danger caused Charles to move his head forward, causing the result before him.
Seeing Zhang Feng rushing towards him with one eye, Charles' mouth twitched and he reached out to grab the rifle that fell on the ground.
How could Zhang Feng give him this opportunity? He finally regained 10% and gained the upper hand! The body that rushed forward suddenly stretched out its feet to reach the rifle.
The rifle flew away and slid three or four meters away on the snow.
Charles tried to pick up the gun but failed, so he pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng was shocked. He didn't care whether his posture was graceful or not. He rolled on his back and rolled to the side. He picked up the long and narrow dagger and the dagger-wielding Zha.
Ers confronts!
"Surrender, you have no way out!"
His eyeballs were pierced, and three knives were inserted into his face. His brown hair was covered in blood and stained red. Charles became more and more ferocious.
He bared his teeth and said in a cold voice: "You want me to surrender? That's impossible! Let's see which one of us dies in the other's hands!"
With a hysterical roar, Charles suddenly rushed towards Zhang Feng, and the dagger in his hand stabbed towards Zhang Feng with a sharp and cold blade angle.
Zhang Feng was not impatient. Charles was injured more seriously than himself, not to mention that anyone who appeared in the jungle was his reinforcement.
Facing the dagger stabbed by Charles, Zhang Feng chose to retreat and kept wandering around, consuming Charles's physical strength.
Charles was not a fool. The dagger in his hand became more and more fierce. He just wanted to kill this difficult guy quickly so that he could find a place to deal with his injuries.
Zhang Feng was like a slippery loach, which made Charles anxious and helpless.
"Damn it, do you dare to have a real fight with me? You Chinese soldiers are all cowards and trash!" Charles roared angrily!
A disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Feng's lips, and he said: "What an extremely clumsy way to provoke the generals. How can you, a mortal man, judge whether our soldiers of the Huaxia Kingdom are cowards and trash?"
After finishing speaking, the sneer on his face stopped abruptly, he changed his clothes and said in a vicious tone: "Although your provocation method is very clumsy, I congratulate you. You succeeded in provoking me. Since you want to die quickly, , then I will satisfy you!”
Even if he is a dead man, Zhang Feng will not allow him to insult the soldiers of China! You said that the soldiers of China are cowards and useless, then I will kill you and let you suffer the consequences!
The long and narrow dagger in his hand quickly held two knives and took it straight to Charles' chest.
Just when Charles was holding the dagger to block, and the two weapons were about to touch each other, the long and narrow dagger changed without warning, no longer stabbing straight but cutting flat!
Charles screamed in his heart and quickly backed up!
The sharp blade directly cut a long gash in his clothes. If he had just backed up a little slower, it would not have been his clothes but his belly that had been slashed!