"Woo..." Fujii Shu let out a whimper and fell limply to the ground. He was hit on the left temple by Zen Shiqiyi's stick. Blood flowed all over his face, and half of his head was broken. He twitched on the ground for two seconds. , and then there was no sound. If he hadn't stuffed the torn socks into Chen Ziyun's mouth, maybe Chan Shiqi wouldn't have struck him so hard.
Seeing how fierce Zen Seventeen was, the cat-faced man calmly took two steps back and took out a handful of weirdly folded metal knots from his black cloak. He shook it hard, and the metal knots quickly deformed and turned into a handful of He swung the huge sickle, rushed over, and slashed at Chan Shiqi with great force.
Seeing this, Hansen was shocked. Judging from the performance of the cat-faced man, his force value was extremely high. However, along the way, the cat-faced man deliberately retained his strength, which made Hansen extremely serious about his combat effectiveness. underestimated.
"Bang..." When the cat-faced man approached Zen Seventeen, Zen Seventeen had already beaten away several Gurkha mercenaries. Old Ivan seemed to have broken an arm at this time and was howling on the ground. The old ghost was mumbling words, as if he was reciting the exorcism spell among the African tribes. He did not dare to get close to Zen Seventeen. Hansen distanced himself from Zen Seventeen from the right wing. Although he was holding a pistol in his hand, But he didn't dare to move rashly. Zen Shiqi's movement speed was too fast, and he didn't dare to shoot at all.
Seeing the sudden appearance of Chan Shiqi, Chen Ziyun felt excited. What touched him was that Chan Shiqi ignored his own safety and rushed to so many enemies to rescue him.
As the Gurkha mercenary who caught him was shot away by Zen Seventeen, Chen Ziyun loosened his grip and spat out the torn socks in his mouth. Chen Ziyun became murderous and saw Fujii Shu lying in a pool of blood, and the old man Ivan lowered his arm and let out a grunt like a slaughtering pig. He didn't bother to do anything, and his eyes immediately focused on Hansen.
Seeing Hansen, Chen Ziyun's pupils shrank. He saw that Hansen had a gun in his hand. Chen Ziyun leaned over to pick up a machete and swung it towards Hansen.
"Huh..." The scimitar brought out a silvery cold light, spinning and flying towards Hansen.
"Smelly boy." Hansen's attention was focused on Chan Shiqi, and he was almost successfully attacked by Chen Ziyun. The scimitar flew past his scalp, cutting off some of his hair, and he felt the coolness on his scalp. , Hansen shuddered, turned around and cursed. Hansen wanted to shoot Chen Ziyun to death, but he didn't dare. The angel's words were like a curse, deeply imprinted in his heart, making him extremely frightened. He didn't dare to kill Chen Ziyun.
However, he didn't dare to kill Chen Ziyun, but it didn't mean that he didn't dare to beat Chen Ziyun. The cat-faced man barely held back Zen Shiqi, and the fox-faced man was not far behind. He took out a cross sword from somewhere and surrounded him. Going up, although it seemed that the siege of the two men did not pose a real threat to Zen Seventeen, at least the team's casualties were not continued.
"Boy, I'm going to blow your anus." Hansen cursed vulgarly. Seeing the casualties of the core team members, Hansen was heartbroken. He knew very well that the team's casualties were entirely caused by Chen Ziyun, the disaster star. .
Putting away his pistol, Hansen clenched his fists and strode towards Chen Ziyun's position. In his opinion, he could take down several characters like Chen Ziyun.
Chen Ziyun took a deep breath and strode forward without fear.
"Huh..." Hansen hit Chen Ziyun with a fierce uppercut. Chen Ziyun did not dodge, but waved his arm to block. With a "bang", Chen Ziyun took two steps back. There was a sharp pain in his arm, and his expression changed. After a slight change, he realized that his power had been weakened by the angel to an extent that even he could not believe.
But Hansen didn't think so. In fact, there were not many people who could survive his punch. When he was a mercenary, Hansen's hobby was to participate in some unrestricted levels of freedom. In fighting, in that kind of fighting environment, the one who survives is the winner. Hansen's ability to survive in such a fighting competition is enough to show how strong he is.
"Such a lot of strength." Chen Ziyun took a deep breath, gave up the idea of fighting Hansen, and pulled out the folding spur. With a wave of his hand, the spur immediately popped out. Chen Ziyun strode forward, and the sharp blade of the spur was directed towards Hansen. Stab away.
"Fuck." Hansen didn't expect that Chen Ziyun would be so shameless. His expression changed slightly, he took out a sharp blade and held it in his hand. He calmly turned around in a circle to avoid Chen Ziyun's attack. In fact, the pistol Hanging it on his waist, Hansen had enough time to draw out his pistol and kill Chen Ziyun, but after weighing it, he still had a huge obstacle in his heart and did not dare to take action.
"Swipe." Hansen was very powerful, so Chen Ziyun tried his best to avoid colliding with his weapon. Instead, he swung the spur as fast as possible. With the sharpness of the spur, even a single wipe could leave a fatal blow to Hansen. scars.
Hansen cursed in his mouth. The opponent's half-meter-long military spur was really a big problem. Chen Ziyun's combat effectiveness was indeed scumbag, but the sharpness of the military spur could not be ignored. It was not that he had not seen the power of such a weapon with three cuts, so He didn't dare to be too big, so he had to deal with Chen Ziyun cautiously like a tiger biting a hedgehog.
"Xue'er, are you okay?" Ge Shu's attention was focused on Han Su. Han Su's hands were shaking slightly, and blood was still flowing from the claws on both hands. She quickly took out the gauze, wrapped it around casually, and pulled out a sharp knife. The dagger is ready to fight Zen Shiqi.
"Go away." Looking at Ge Shu, Han Su gritted her teeth and said. Although she knew very well that Ge Shu had just saved her life, she didn't seem to want to be grateful. However, looking at Ge Shu who could no longer lift his hands, , the harshness in her eyes finally softened a bit.
"This monster killed Fujii." Han Su looked at the dead Fujii tree on the ground and gritted his teeth. Although Han Su was as cold as ice on the surface, he was actually very affectionate towards this group of friends.
"We are no match for her." Ge Shu was very sensible. He pointed in the direction of Chen Ziyun and said, "But this man must be here to save this guy. Just catch him." After Fujii Shu died. , Geshu successfully became the think tank among Hansen's core team members. Although his planning may not be as rigorous as Fujii's, at this time it is the key to pointing out the emergence of Zen Seventeen.
Han Su's eyes lit up, he pushed Ge Shu away, and said a rare gentle word: "You are injured, stay away." Standing up, Han Su strode towards Chen Ziyun, who was fighting with Hansen.
Ge Shu was shocked and said: "Don't kill him." Ge Shu, like Hansen, was afraid of the angel's pressure. The angel's explanation had been deeply imprinted in his heart.