() In the international mercenary community, the Black Forest Mercenary Group is quite famous and has a certain scale. However, their main scope of activities is in the United States and Africa, and they rarely enter Asia and Europe. The black man's name is Luca, and he is a mercenary
The deputy commander of the regiment, he was responsible for leading the team in this operation. The unlucky guy caught by Mo Fan was named Hank, and he was the younger brother of the regiment leader Jason.
When you are a mercenary, you hang your head on your waist, but Luca cannot let Jason's brother die in front of him.
Jason only allowed four helicopters to be dispatched to Mandelein Island, and Luca had some doubts about this. In order to convince Luca that there was no danger, Jason sent his brother out. But if Hank really died here, Jason
I will definitely not give up easily.
Mo Fan is ruthless enough, but not sophisticated enough. Luka, who is cunning and cunning, quickly found Mo Fan's weakness.
Seeing that Mo Fan was getting more and more confused because of the militiamen's actions, Luka ordered his men to shoot again.
There were two bangs, and two more militiamen fell into a pool of blood.
"Stop!" Mo Fan became anxious and pointed the dagger at Luca: "I will make you pay the price..."
Luka had a sinister smile on his face, raised his right hand, and with a bang, Mo Fan fell out.
The two mercenaries quickly rushed over and held down Mo Fan, who was shot in the shoulder. Luka shook the large-caliber pistol in his hand and said with a smile: "Boy, you are still too young to be calm."
"Fuck you!" Mo Fan raised his foot and kicked the mercenary who was holding his left arm directly in the crotch.
The mercenary's eyes almost popped out of his head and he bent down. Mo Fan took out the mercenary's saber and stabbed the other mercenary in the chest.
"You little bastard..." Luka was shocked. He raised his hand and fired two more shots, knocking down Mo Fan who was about to rush towards Hank.
After rushing through several more mercenaries, Mo Fan was completely restrained.
"I really underestimate you." Luka glanced at the mercenary who fell on the ground. He was very angry and rushed over to step on Mo Fan's head.
"You're not very young, but you're so damn cruel!"
Luka took a saber from a mercenary nearby, put it on Mo Fan's face, and said with a ferocious smile: "You like playing with knives, don't you? I'll let you play as much as you want today!"
The rescued Hank was dressing his wound, grinning in pain, and shouted: "Don't kill him directly, I have to scratch him with my own hands..."
Before he finished speaking, a faint voice suddenly sounded in Hank's ear.
"You're afraid you won't have a chance."
Hank was startled and wanted to look back.
He turned his head back smoothly, but his body did not move. Along with it, there was a strange clicking sound.
What's going on? Is this my back?
With the final doubt, Hank's body fell to the ground.
Luka turned his head and glanced subconsciously, and couldn't help but froze.
They came with four helicopters, two were on alert in the air to deter the militiamen from coming down, and the other two landed on the ground, with a total of more than twenty people.
But now only he and the few mercenaries around him were still standing, and the rest of the mercenaries were all lying on the ground.
In addition, there was one more person. A young man with gray hair wearing casual clothes.
"You guys really pissed me off..."
The white-haired young man's eyes were full of strange colors, his palms were raised, and the black and white light spots shone and turned like a star map.
Zuo Han, is back.
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Zuo Han sailed back with Field.
When they could see the island in the distance, the two discovered a swarm of sharks. Field made a fool of himself and dived into the sea to catch sharks, saying they were going to the island to grill shark fins.
Zuo Han was originally waiting for him on the boat, but suddenly he found that his holy power of light began to drain away.
This time was different from the last loss. Every time he lost 1 point of light holy power, Zuo Han would feel a slight shock.
There is only one possibility for this reaction to occur.
Believer dies!
Even if it is a natural death, it is impossible for everyone to arrive together.
Something must have happened.
Zuo Han ignored Field, who was still struggling in the sea, and immediately started the boat and quickly headed for Mandelein Island.
By the time they arrived on the island, Zuo Han had lost more than thirty of his holy power. In other words, more than thirty believers had died.
His line of sight was blocked by the woods, and Zuo Han couldn't see the helicopter hovering at low altitude. However, the piercing gunshots were heard clearly.
Following the gunfire, Zuo Han felt the scene of the incident and saw a scene that made him angry.
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"Who are you?" Luka suddenly felt a chill on his back. The appearance of this person was so strange.
Although everyone was attracted by Mo Fan just now, no one noticed someone who appeared out of nowhere? And...
Luca glanced around.
How could so many people be killed by him silently?
Especially what is in his hand?
Luka was stunned for a moment and roared: "Why are you still standing there? Kill him!"
The mercenaries around him also regained their composure, and began to shoot wildly with their guns.
It seems that only the sound of gunfire can eliminate the uneasiness in their hearts.
But the result made them even more frightened.
All their bullets were blocked by a layer of light curtain and sparsely fell to the ground.
"You all deserve to die!"
Under the horrified gaze of the mercenaries, Zuo Han raised his right hand with flashing light.
"Bind!"
With a soft drink, the light points turned into halos and shot out quickly.
Except for Luca, every mercenary next to him had a halo around his neck.
Zuo Han raised his palms, and the mercenaries seemed to be strangled by the neck, and they were suspended in the air. They were running with their hands and feet, their facial expressions were extremely painful, but they could not make a sound.
This supernatural scene made Luca tremble with fear. The two helicopters still circling seemed to shake a few times due to the shock of the pilots.
The believers headed by Basong had already knelt on the ground, with fanatical light shining in their eyes. The rest of the militiamen also knelt down one after another, trembling. I don't know whether it was fear or excitement.
"receive!"
Zuo Han put his five fingers together, and the aperture tightened instantly. The mercenaries' eyes rolled outward, and streams of blood spilled from their mouths and noses, and they all died.
Using this move would consume too much holy power, and it would not be able to control too many people at the same time. But Zuo Han was already furious at this time, so he used a method to make them endure more pain.
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Using holy power as the main means of attack is also a last resort at this stage.
The power of holy power to imitate and transform has different limitations, and it is best to be able to achieve a one-to-one true imitation.
No matter how much holy power there is, it can create a huge fire, but it cannot reach the temperature of the sun. No matter how severe the cold is, it can reach as cold as the Antarctic, but it cannot reach the legendary absolute zero.
Therefore, Zuo Han could not use his holy power to instantly kill those powerful biochemical beings, but he could easily deal with these ordinary mercenaries.
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Luca's body was shaking like chaff. Now he finally understood how those mercenaries died. But, this man...
Zuo Han glanced at Luca and turned his attention to the two helicopters in the sky.
The pilots of the two helicopters had a perfect understanding of each other. As soon as they pushed the joystick, they would turn and run away.
They are mercenaries, not monster-catching monks. It is better to let professional counterparts deal with such evil things.
But they were also the murderers of the islanders, so how could Zuo Han let them go.
He grasped with both hands, and two jet-black bolts shot out.
The two helicopters seemed to be entangled in fishing nets. The propellers whirred, but they could not shake off the black light at all.
"burn!"
The helicopter continued to climb high into the sky, and black flames rose up as Zuo Han shouted.
As the helicopter in the sky turned into two balls of flame and fell, everyone present fell to their knees.
Those islanders who had never given up their faith had a white light rising above their heads.
At this time, they all followed the footsteps of Basong and others and willingly surrendered their beliefs.
Zuo Han is their guardian and their god!!
"I accept your faith!"
Zuo Han waved his hand away, and hundreds of bright holy powers entered his body.
Level 3 strength, 369 holy power!
With only thirty more people's light faith, or one more dark believer, Zuo Han can reach the level 4 level of strength.
After accepting the new faith, Zuo Han turned his attention to Luca, who looked frightened.
"You are the only one left." Zuo Han walked slowly to Luka and asked calmly: