"You, very good, I... give you a chance to be self-destructive."
In the deep alley, a strong man with flat head stared at the injured stone coldly. He said it stiffly in Chinese. He looked like a foreigner, but in fact he was a foreigner.
He served in the most mysterious 726 Special Operations Wing of the Vietnam People's Army.
After retirement, in order to make life more prosperous, he started to kill people.
Before encountering a stone, he has never been so difficult and so laborious that even the other party is under the heavy escort of the military and police, he cannot escape his bullets.
Shi Tou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a grin: "Damn it, I will take you as a cushion if I die. Come on, see who will die first today."
The strong man with flat head shook his head slightly, as if he was regretful, and as if he was despised by stones. His two companions were silently approaching the stones that were ungrateful.
Another battle.
The injured stone is man, not God.
After the perfect attack of the three people, he was exhausted. He was pierced by the military piercing and injured one of the other. The man's sternum was broken, and he was probably disabled even if he didn't die. He completed the attack he could do his best. He was covered in scars.
He leaned against the wall panting, pulled out the military sting that pierced his shoulder bit by bit, and threw it away.
The wound on his shoulder was bleeding, and he wanted to stand up straight, but he was seriously injured and exhausted. His eyes were blurred and he fell to the ground, and he was already at the end of his strength.
Stone smiled bitterly.
It feels really bad to let others cut
Is it a retribution for God to end up in this situation?
The flat-headed man approached step by step with the military sting in his hand. Shi Tou, who believed he would die, sneered stubbornly, arrogant and tragic. He was not afraid of death, his only regret... He could not continue to accompany Yang Ziniu to coax her.
"Yang Zi, brother, let's take a step first. You should live well. Everyone is afraid that you will respect you. You can come down to find me again, otherwise I will not recognize you brother in the next life." Shi Tou muttered, closing his eyes and waiting for death.
Alley entrance.
Yang Chen ran wildly with big strides.
He rushed over in a hurry, not because his little brother Shi Tou informed him, but because he received a warning message from someone who said Shi Tou was in danger. He didn't care whether it was a trap or a conspiracy.
The flat-headed man wanted the general to stab the stone in the head, but Yang Chen happened to come and use the bright moonlight to see everything clearly.
The life of a stone hangs in a thread.
Yang Chen, who was running wildly, threw out his cell phone without thinking and hit the wrist of the flat-headed strong man. In the moment of being stunned, Yang Chen approached him.
Even when facing a hunting object as powerful as a stone, the flat-headed man did not show any solemnity and cowardice. At this moment, he retreated without fighting, retreated to his seriously injured companion, staring side by side with another companion at Yang Chen who was fighting out in the middle of the way.
Yang Chen looked at the other party coldly, and then he squatted down to observe the stone's injuries almost arrogantly, without fear of the other party's sneak attack.
Every wound on Shi Tou made Yang Chen heartbroken.
Especially the trauma caused by the Triangle Army, if you endured such a penetrating injury more than ten or twenty years ago, you will undoubtedly die. Even if the wound is in an indestructible part, it will be difficult to heal the wound and cause infection. Fortunately, today's medical technology
Enough to heal the stone.
"Yang Zi, brother is embarrassing you."
"Not embarrassing, you won't defeat one, you're seriously injured one, who will lose?"
Shitou knew that his good brother was comforting him, but he couldn't help laughing. It was so difficult that it made people feel distressed. He only obeyed Yang Chen in his life. Except for Yang Chen, he was unwilling to be defeated by anyone.
"Hold on for a while, then come to see me." After Yang Chen said that, he stood up and faced the two killers who were eyeing him. He would definitely kill those who wanted to kill his brother.
"You shouldn't have come." The flat-headed man said stiffly. Before he finished speaking, seven or eight black shadows emerged from the dark courtyards on both sides of the alley.
It's roughly ten to one.
It was indeed a trap of two birds with one stone.
Yang Chen looked around these people, and a grim sneered at the corner of his mouth, not caring, as if these were all lambs to be slaughtered. He was a kind of enemy army surrounded me and I was still unmoved and the style of a strong man came naturally.
In the past few years.
Yang Chen has encountered such a situation more than once.
He was still alive, and he was still very comfortable. Those who besieged him, the top agents of Cia, and the powerful killers of MI6, all went to hell.
Every time he walks out of a desperate situation, he is a little stronger.
Therefore, for him, desperate situations are never a dead place to lose hope. To the words of the old leader of the Blade... This is the training ground for Satan to choose the devil.
Ten to one situation.
The flat-headed man with a top-notch marksmanship and skills has not yet taken off the solemnity on his face. He was a soldier and regarded murder as a special soldier. He could clearly feel the breath of Yang Chen's body. This is his body.
The momentum of a strong man who has experienced life and death in a hundred battles.
"Go on."
Yang Chenfeng smiled lightly, and the people surrounding him had a triangular military sting. Except for the veterans of the Republic who fought the Vietnam War, only Vietnamese soldiers now like to play with this thing.
The strong man with flat head squinted his eyes. When the murderous intent emerged, he shouted loudly, and his companions swarmed up and besieged Yang Chen, like a group of hungry wolves who were rushing to eat.
Against the dim moonlight.
There are many figures in narrow alleys, and it is difficult to tell who is who is.
During the chaos, Yang Chen took down a killer's triangular army sting like a ghost. The killer who was captured was stunned for a moment. There were two more blood holes in his chest. He didn't see how he died, and he fell backwards in a daze.
The three-ringed army can only stab, not chop and chop.
This is also the reason why it was eliminated. It is much more difficult to play this thing well than playing with a knife. The Sanling Army stabbed into Yang Chen's hands, which is like a tiger's wings.
This is his favorite killing device.
When he grabbed another military spear and two spears in his hand, he became more powerful, and ghosts wandered between the killers, one defense and the other attacking, invincible.
A guy who stood in front of him was stabbed in the blink of an eye and he poked out more than a dozen blood holes, and the man's high-rise piercing was too late to fall.
This speed and sharp technique made the sneak attackers behind him feel cold and almost suffocated. Unfortunately, the killer who could not stop his hands gritted his teeth and completed the attack that determined life and death.
Life and death are on the line.
Yang Chen turned around without looking back, and then rushed back with his right fist, and nailed it directly to the temple of the sneak attacker, which was accurate, ruthless and stable.
It was indeed a nail, not a hammer, because Yang Chen was still holding a triangular military spike in his hand. All the pure steel spikes were penetrated into the killer's head and penetrated from the other temple.
This man, who was extremely tragic in death, had no chance to fall down like his previous companions.
The flat-headed man never moved. The narrow alleyway and there may not be an advantage. If he doesn't take action, it's not that he is afraid, but that he is worried that the chaotic scene will affect his performance.
In fact, he also hoped that Yang Chen could be solved without doing it himself.
The flashing figures became more and more sparse. Yang Chen suddenly walked out of the sparse figure, like a devil walking out of hell, pressing towards the flat-headed man step by step.
The three killers who stood still when Yang Chen left the encirclement shook a few times and fell down. The flat-headed man had already noticed that Yang Chen was extremely strong, but he still couldn't believe the situation in front of him and was dumbfounded.
"good...."
The stone screamed softly.
After six years, he was very pleased that his good brother became so powerful.