Chapter 807 The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!
Chapter 807: The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked,
buzzing,
The blade shattered the air, distorted the space, and struck down like a sharp weapon containing airflow.
bite,
keng,
The sword slashed down, making a sharp and harsh impact sound. The handleless blade seemed to be packed with unparalleled energy, and it actually cut off the ninja sword and hit the ninja's throat.
Puchi,
Blood flew everywhere, blooming like gorgeous fireworks,
bang bang,
He turned around and kicked away the two ninjas who were coming behind him. Lin Ze turned around with lightning speed, and stepped forward with a lunge. The blade whirled around and cut the necks of the two people behind him at lightning speed.
Hiss,
Blood spattered on the white wall. Lin Ze kicked the ninja who had not yet softened up with a kick to the heart, and hit the ninja behind him.
Whoosh,
The two ninjas in front quickly thrust out their ninja swords, but were not knocked back by Lin Ze's terrifying combat power. They attacked like dead soldiers.
Sonorous,
Lin Ze's blade pulled and pulled away, and when the two blades were pushed away, two more blades stabbed behind him.
Lin Ze was not slow, but his opponent had the advantage of having more people. Each man had one knife, and quickly four knives stabbed him.
"snort."
Lin Ze's brows were filled with murderous intent. He suddenly reached back with his leather-gloved left hand. He grabbed the two sharp blades with a domineering and unparalleled strength, and suddenly folded them, knocking them over. It was thrown forward and pierced directly into the bodies of the two ninjas rushing forward.
Puchi,
Four more ninjas were lying on the ground, and blood was oozing from Lin Ze's leather-gloved palms.
He is not a robot, he is flesh and blood, and his gloves are not the indestructible white gloves of Da Hongyi, but ordinary leather gloves, which cannot block the sharp blade at all, but despite this, Lin Ze still brutally killed him in an instant four ninjas,
A strong murderous intention flashed in his dark eyes. Before the ninja in front could pounce, he let out a low roar and dived forward.
Bang bang bang,
clang clang,
The sounds of fists, feet and blades clashed one after another, exploding in the narrow corridor.
Blood kept splashing against the white walls, and ninjas kept lying on the ground. Gradually, the ninjas with the Bushido spirit became timid as they continued to move forward.
The twenty or so ninjas slowed down their attack speed, and there was a wave in their hard and cold hearts.
Is this guy still a human?
Blood was oozing from his body, both his own and that of the enemy. His face was sticky with blood, but he showed no signs of slowing down. He was like a blood-stained God of War, who had no idea what fatigue or fatigue meant. Exhausted, he kept urging the blade in his hand to harvest lives, one, two, until he finished harvesting, he would not stop.
"Baga."
A very skilled ninja roared angrily and stabbed Lin Ze, who was covered in blood, with a knife in both arms. However, the latter reached out with his right arm and grabbed the sharp long knife. The next second, the handleless knife Quickly slit the ninja's throat,
Hiss…
Blood continued to splash out, but a coquettish sneer bloomed on Lin Ze's blood-blurred cheeks,
clang,
The ninja sword fell to the ground, but Lin Ze hooked his foot, picked up the ninja sword, and then kicked it forward.
Sonorous,
The shot blade was knocked away by the two ninjas, but Lin Ze's ghostly figure rushed forward again,
As if crazy,
Lin Ze transformed into Hell Shura and kept harvesting the lives of Yiyantang Ninjas, and the scars on his body were also increasing.
In fact, if Lin Ze had not lost his mind and faced these nearly forty ninjas in the most ingenious way, he would not have been injured like this. But he needed to vent. In addition to killing people, he could use this as a vent, almost committing suicide. It can also achieve good results,
He was extremely agitated and painful. The gunshots, cannons, and cries downstairs were gradually weakening. That meant that the battle between the two sides was coming to an end. And why was it coming to an end?
It's because every brother in the Tiger Camp fell in a pool of blood and could never return to the country.
Lin Ze's heart was filled with hatred, and he wanted to vent it, so he wanted to kill someone.
Puchi,
Slitting the throats of two ninjas with a knife, Lin Ze raised his head and roared: "Shark, come out."
…
"well…"
The shark in front of the window put down the goblet in his hand and sighed softly: "It seems that he will not give up until I die."
"This guy is a lunatic." General Monte gave the most fair assessment, rubbed his nose and said with a bitter smile, "Those Chinese soldiers are all lunatics."
Just now, the battle downstairs could not escape their sight. The sharks were admiring it, and General Monte was also admiring it.
The Tiger Battalion defeated General Monte's elite division with half the number of people and shabby firepower. Perhaps it was not unusual for those familiar with the style of the Tiger Battalion, but in the eyes of General Monte, this was extremely outrageous. thing,
More than 400 people defeated more than 1,000 of his own regular troops,
And even though they couldn't match it in terms of firepower, they could still win miserably.
General Monte frowned deeply, turned around, stared at the calm-looking shark, and said word by word: "No matter what the guy in the corridor is like, we have lost this battle."
"Did you lose?" Shark raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "As long as he can't kill all the Yiyantang masters outside, we don't lose."
"We lost." General Monte shook his head with a slightly sad expression and sighed, "From my point of view, it was a complete defeat."
"General Monte, you are more fragile than I thought." Shark put his arms on his back, looked directly at General Monte with a stern look, and said indifferently, "So far, it can only be a draw, so you have to admit defeat. This is how you command the army. Is that your style? If you don’t fight to the last soldier or general, you will admit defeat.”
A trace of anger appeared on General Monte's eyebrows, and he said coldly: "Mr. Shark, how I fight is not your turn to command."
"I don't want to take command, and I have never planned to take command." Shark said calmly,
"I said I lost and planned to leave." General Monte waved his hand indifferently.
Byrnas behind him slowly raised his head, and the dozen or so soldiers behind him also raised their heads and looked directly at the shark.
A strange color flashed across Shark's eyes. He patted the dust on his suit lightly and said meaningfully: "When the situation is not conducive to me, you will kill me, right?"
General Monte raised his eyebrows, and a doubt flashed through his mind, but he quickly suppressed it and said calmly: "Mr. Shark, you asked me before, what is the most proud thing in this life? What I gave you then The answer is actually a lie."
"Oh." Shark glanced at him casually,
"Why do I fight? Why do I deliberately develop my own power? Is the current government unstable? If I replace it, can I give the people a better life? No, I don't have the strength, so why should I fight?" General Monte took a deep breath and said word for word, "I just want to live the most prosperous life and hold the power of life and death in my hands."
"You only accomplished the latter, but not the former, right?" Shark asked with a smile.
"I have the latter, but the former is too long a road." General Monte said with complex eyes, "I once thought about leading my soldiers to conquer a huge country, but I am old and I am no longer capable. The internal affairs of our army , there have also been many cracks. I know that sooner or later we will be defeated and will be punished. So, why should I insist on taking a wrong path? It is stupid to stop, even if I don’t do anything else. The choice is also wise, and precisely, there is a bright road in front of me to choose, so..."
General Monte turned his back to Byrnes and other soldiers, and said slowly: "Mr. Shark, as long as you die, I will have no worries and live the happiest life. You tell me, what should I choose?"
"You should choose to kill me." Shark smiled,
"Yes, I choose to kill you." General Monte shouted loudly,
He waved his hand violently, but the expected shooting of the shark by the soldiers did not happen. Instead, a cold pistol was pressed against the back of his head.
At this moment, General Monte was completely stunned, his mind was a little out of control, and he didn't understand what was going on.
Why is the gun pointed not at the shark but at myself?
Aren’t the soldiers behind you only listening to yourself wholeheartedly? Why is this?
General Monte stayed there in disbelief, looking at the shark with a gloomy expression, only to see this terrorist, who did not look like a terrorist at all, smiling, a bit weird and weird,
"I gave you such generous terms. Every time I made a deal, I let you take advantage of it. I just asked you to sacrifice some soldiers. For such a wonderful deal, you can break your promise and kill me for that little wealth. You said , will I not be able to bribe your confidants?" Shark slowly sat on the sofa opposite, picked up the red wine glass and swung it for a few times, staring at the bloody liquid carefully, and said with his usual expression, "There is a famous saying in China, If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, you can betray me for money, but your confidants cannot betray you for money."
