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On the deck, the sound of gunfire from the cockpit attracted the attention of the gunmen who were fighting.
Suddenly, several gunmen started chirping, stood up, prepared, and ran towards the entrance of the cabin.
Zhang Feng's order to the monkey was to act after the boat stopped. But the monkey knew that he had to take action now, otherwise if they rushed into the cabin, the former would be attacked from both sides.
He ducked out and fired three bursts.
As soon as they stood up, the two Japanese gunmen had no time to react. Blood blossomed from their chests and they fell tremblingly on the deck.
The sudden sound of gunfire immediately caused the gunmen on the deck to burst into flames. They turned around and started shooting at the monkey's hiding place.
The bullet hit with a bang, sending up a string of sparks.
The monkey's body was pressed against the wall and he did not dare to move.
Hearing the sound of gunfire gradually weakening, he tentatively moved his body outward, and suddenly the sound of gunfire started louder again.
The monkey immediately shrank back.
On the sea, Chen Wanru and others also discovered that a battle had begun on the deck. He immediately drove the assault boat and accelerated towards the cargo ship, and fired even harder with the gun in his hand.
Only by raising a strong enough threat can the pressure be relieved for those above.
The monkey was now bitter, but he had no other choice but to lock his body behind the wall.
Licking his fishy and bitter lips, he stretched the gun out of the wall and pulled the trigger casually.
Before a few bullets were fired, the hand holding the gun felt a sharp pain.
It was not that the hand was hit by a bullet, but that the gun was hit with such powerful force that it shocked him.
Barely holding the gun, he endured the numbing pain and pulled the gun back.
Hearing the sound of the sound, the monkey knew that the gunmen were approaching their position, but he had no good way to deal with it. He could only hide here for the time being, hoping that Zhang Feng below could resolve the battle as soon as possible. , so that he could rush forward to help himself out.
After suppressing the monkey, three or four gunmen immediately rushed into the cabin.
On the sea, Jackal Chai Chong was still frantically pulling the trigger at the bow of the ship to suppress the enemies on the deck.
The assault boat driven by Chen Wanru and student Wen Kaiqi went around the stern of the cargo ship.
Chen Wanru threw away the sniper rifle, directly put the submachine gun on her back, and quickly climbed up along the rope hanging from the anchor, with student Wen Kaiqi following closely behind.
In the cabin, Zhang Feng moved slowly and vigilantly towards the captain and first mate.
He wanted to test him so much, to test whether the other party cared about the safety of these two people.
Sure enough, the other party still cares!
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Zhang Feng, facing several dark ninja darts. At the same time, he held the slender katana in both hands and rushed straight towards Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng did not hesitate and dodged the ninja dart directly.
The ninja dart was pitch black, but had a cyan sheen on it, most likely quenched with poison.
Since the poison has been quenched, it must be a poison that seals the throat upon seeing blood. Zhang Feng was unwilling to test the poison himself.
After dodging the ninja darts, the samurai, wearing a black ninjutsu suit and covering his entire body with only a pair of triangular eyes exposed, rushed in front of Zhang Feng.
The katana in his hand slashed down directly.
Zhang Feng didn't have a chance to shoot, so he retreated directly and raised the gun in his hand as a sign.
The gun made of steel was like white tofu, cut in half directly by the samurai sword, and the cut was extremely smooth.
The tip of the samurai sword almost brushed Zhang Feng's belly. If Zhang Feng's retreating movement or amplitude was slower or smaller, he would be directly disemboweled.
Even with Zhang Feng's psychological quality, he couldn't help but take a breath of air.
The severed spear was worse than a fire stick. Zhang Feng directly smashed it towards the man in black in front of him, let's call him a ninja.
The latter dodged directly and threw a dark pill in his hand towards Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng quickly retreated.
When the pill hit the ground, there was no explosion, but a pop, and a stream of white smoke rose up, rather like a smoke bomb.
It's just that the smoke doesn't have the pungent smell of smoke bombs, but instead has a medicinal aroma.
Zhang Feng held his breath vigilantly. Who knew what tricks this little devil was playing? There was no telling whether the smoke was poisonous or not.
But even though he reacted so quickly, he still took a breath.
The smoke was faint, but you couldn't see the things around you clearly.
Suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air, and Zhang Feng quickly dodged to the side, already very fast, and his arm still felt a sharp pain.
He gasped in pain and took another breath of light smoke. Looking down, he saw a foot-long gash on his arm.
Fortunately, he hid in time and the wound was not deep.
Zhang Feng's brows wrinkled slightly. This was the most passive time he had ever seen. This was not the case even when facing Waltz's two super soldiers.
"This is so evil. Could it be that this is the ninjutsu that the kid was talking about?"
Zhang Feng didn't believe that ninjutsu really existed. No matter how fast a person was, he couldn't disappear into thin air. The other party just hid it and he didn't notice it.
He licked his lips and did not continue to act rashly. Instead, he slowly took out the dagger, held it upside down, made fighting movements, and waited quietly.
The smoke gradually dissipated, and the trace of the ninja disappeared from sight again.
Zhang Feng believed that he must be around him, waiting for the opportunity.
No longer needing to hold his breath, he began to breathe slowly.
At this moment, there was a sound in his ears, the sound came from behind, and Zhang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Let's see how long you can hide!"
Turning around suddenly, the dagger in his hand stabbed straight out, while his body turned sideways to avoid the stabbing katana.
Phew.
The ninja obviously did not expect Zhang Feng to react in advance. He did not dodge in time and was directly pierced by Zhang Feng's dagger in the shoulder, leaving a bloody hole.
Just when Zhang Feng was about to pursue him, the palm of the fallen ninja faced Zhang Feng, and a bright light shone.
Zhang Feng's eyes were dazzled by the flash. When he saw clearly again, there was still the ghostly shadow of the ninja in front of him.
At this moment, Zhang Feng finally knew what the little devil was playing.
The ninjutsu they advocate every day is just an advanced deception method. They use smoke or light and some other means to confuse their opponents and at the same time achieve the effect of hiding themselves.
Licking his lips, Zhang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, couldn't I see you? I can’t watch it yet.
Concentrating on his ears, Zhang Feng listened carefully to even the smallest sound in the cabin.
Snap.
Zhang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and his body rushed towards a corner of the cabin.