There was silence, and everyone was shocked by Xue Scar's sword technique that exploded like lightning. No, this was not a sword technique at all, but an art, a perfect art evolved from violence.
It's hard to describe her knife or her speed. All that comes to mind is stunning. It's suffocating, so suffocating that your heart suddenly stops beating.
Lei Feng, whose head was covered with a white cloth, lay there quietly, motionless, and even his body no longer convulsed, as if he had died long ago.
Xue Scar gently rubbed the saber on his white pants twice, erasing the two bright red streaks.
"It's over." Xue Scar smiled at the prison guard.
This smile is full of excitement, but there is a strong look of loneliness in the depths of the pupils. This kind of loneliness is called loneliness, the loneliness that makes a master feel inferior.
"Thor!"
In the silence, a violent roar suddenly came from Du Xiaohua's mouth. He stared intently at Lei Feng, who was lying on the ground with blood flowing out of his body.
Lei Feng didn't react at all, still lying there quietly. The white clothes covering his head were slowly soaked with blood, revealing the charming blood flowers.
"Thunder God!!!" Du Xiaohua roared again, her eyes widening.
He doesn't want Lei Feng to die, he still hopes that Lei Feng can stand up, and he also hopes that Lei Feng can defeat Xue Scar.
"The game is over. Even if he is a god, it is useless." The warden of the North Prison stood next to Du Xiaohua and said softly: "At least the result is very good. I have explained it to the superiors. The successful transfer of the prison may be due to this."
In response to the retaliation caused, we are still living our lives as usual. Isn’t this the best ending?”
Indeed, this is the best ending for the prison. Lei Feng died. If their family had not been crushed and stood up again, Lei Feng's death should be paid for by the blood scar. As for the blood scar...
"God, it's useless, but that doesn't mean that everything else is useless." Du Xiaohua stared at the guard, slowly moved her eyes away from the guard, and placed her eyes on Lei Feng, whose blood had stained the ground beneath him, and raised her head fiercely.
He was so angry that he used all his strength to let out a high-pitched roar: "Red fierce soldier!!!"
The roar was like thunder, shaking the whole place.
The prisoners stared blankly at the roaring Du Xiaohua, a little confused. However, the eyes of many prison guards with their cheeks covered showed a look of horror, and then they all stared at the dead Lei Feng.
Especially for Blood Scar, when she heard the words "red vanguard", a different look suddenly bloomed in her eyes, and the loneliness in the depths of her pupils was swept away, leaving only a strong and unstoppable excitement.
"Who is the red soldier? Who is the red soldier!" the guard asked Du Xiaohua anxiously.
People outside don't know what the red soldier symbolizes, but some people in the military system know about the red soldier. But they only know it, but they only bury the four words "red soldier" deep in their hearts.
Because the meaning of the red fierce soldier is too heavy, no one has ever seen the original appearance of the red fierce soldier, but everyone knows what the red fierce soldier is.
If the Red Soldier is a code name, then this code name represents the most cutting-edge radical force of the country's hawks; if the Red Soldier represents a person, then this person is the most cutting-edge fighter, ready to show his sword and blood for the country.
Blade's true hero.
But those who truly understand the Red Fierce Soldier know that these four words represent an army, one of China's top and most mysterious troops that once ran rampant in the world. The organization is unknown, the number of people is unknown, and the equipment is unclear. The only thing that is known is
This is a force that specializes in national tasks. In any country or region except China, it represents bloody killings and leaves no grass behind, even for pregnant women who are ten months pregnant.
"He is a red fierce soldier? He is a red fierce soldier??" The guard's hand trembled a little as he pointed at Lei Feng, who was wrapped in blood.
Du Xiaohua didn't speak, her face was extremely stern, she just stared at the white cloth above her head, Lei Feng, without blinking.
Lei Feng moved his fingers slightly, very lightly, but everyone saw it. A pair of eyes were filled with deep awe, including the warden who was sitting in the office watching this scene.
"Jingle Bell……"
The red encrypted phone in the warden's encrypted drawer rings.
Hearing the ringtone, the warden's body shook violently, and he immediately opened the encryption drawer, stood up straight, and reached out to pick up the small phone that had not rang for several years.
"Chief, please give instructions!" The warden stood there with a solemn expression, as if he were seeing the highest chief in China.
His palms were dripping with sweat, and within a few seconds, the small red telephone receiver became wet.
"Yes Yes Yes!"
After answering three times in a row, a beeping busy tone came from the microphone. The warden stood still for three full minutes.
With a "boom", the warden sat heavily on the chair, panting violently. The sweat on his hands instantly spread to every part of his body, and his whole body was completely soaked with sweat...
At this time, on the basketball court, Lei Feng moved one finger, one hand, then one arm, and finally his whole body.
He stood up slowly under the complicated eyes of everyone, stretched out his right hand and slowly took off the white cloth covering his head, slowly, slowly, took it off bit by bit, and threw it away.
After taking off the white cloth and throwing it away, Lei Feng closed his eyes tightly and frowned tightly, as if he could not bear the sunshine on a clear day, giving people a feeling of laziness and irritability as if he had just woken up after a deep sleep.
"Cigarettes." Lei Feng snapped his fingers.
Du Xiaohua rushed up, took out a cigarette, handed it to Lei Feng, and lit it.
Lei Feng took a deep drag on the cigarette, then slowly exhaled it, touched his bloody body with his left hand, and gently stroked the rolled up flesh after the knife cut.
"Thank you." Lei Feng smiled.
His eyes were always closed, not only closed, but tightly closed.
Du Xiaohua nodded and immediately returned to the side of the court, where the idiot should be.
"Woman," Lei Feng pointed at the blood scar with both hands holding a cigarette, "you are qualified to play the flute for me."
Xue Scar's face was solemn, and the saber in her hand kept turning in circles around her palm under the control of her fingers, and circle after circle, allowing the saber to reflect the bright sunshine. The depths of her pupils were already excited to the limit, and they stretched
He took out his tongue and gently licked the fleshy cherry mouth, swallowing the saliva.
She didn't pay attention to Lei Feng's extremely insulting words, because she felt threatened, as if a knife was being stabbed across her neck.
Lei Feng smoked slowly with his eyes closed. The blood from the wound was dripping down, and his face became pale with the loss of blood. Among this paleness, his frown and closed eyes were even more...
It was so dazzling that everyone's eyes were focused on his eyes, even ignoring the terrifying body covered in blood.
Blood Scar began to slowly circle around Leifeng, and the saber in his right hand rotated faster and faster, like a white chain wrapped around his hand.
"call……"
Lei Feng exhaled heavily, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, gently rubbed his temples, and his eyelids twitched twice.
It’s time to open your eyes! It’s time to open your eyes!
Everyone's eyes were widened, waiting to see Lei Feng open his eyes and see what was hidden in his eyes.
But they were disappointed, because Lei Feng's eyelids only jumped twice, without any desire to open them.
"You are qualified to play the flute for me, but I can't open my eyes." Lei Feng said with an apologetic expression in the direction of the blood scar: "Because I can't open my eyes. Once I open my eyes, everything will be out of control.
Sorry. Come on, attack, we agreed, if you lose, you will give me a blowjob, if I lose, I will give you a lick, it's fair."
After finishing speaking, Lei Feng stood there quietly, his arms drooping naturally, and his whole person showed a relaxed state, which even seemed to everyone to be absolutely relaxed and non-lethal.
But the feeling of blood scar was really scary, extremely scary. Although the other party did not open her eyes, she could clearly feel a bloodthirsty murderous intention that could destroy the world and locked onto her. As she moved, she moved.
；quiet, quiet.
As time passed by, the saber in Xue Scar's hand rotated faster and faster, reaching the extreme. A layer of fine sweat had already oozed from her forehead, and the purple scar across her cheek became more and more purple, blooming with a charming and charming beauty.
Feel.
This is pressure, completely derived from the absolute pressure coming from Lei Feng.
"Huh...huh..."
The blood scar began to gasp heavily, the sweat on her forehead became more and more, and the purple scar became more and more vivid. She could no longer bear it. If she continued to suppress it, she felt that her body would be suppressed until it exploded.
"Snapped!"
The saber stopped rotating and was tightly squeezed in Xue Scar's hand, and the sound of breathing stopped as the saber was tightened.
Time also stopped at the same time, and everything was completely petrified when time stopped.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
"drink!"
Loud shouts burst out from Xue Scar's chest, and she jumped up high, like a goshawk or a shooting star, and flew towards Leifeng with great ferocity.
No one can describe how she jumped so high, and no one knows how she exerted force while jumping. But everyone watching was clutching their chests, suppressing the crazy beating and trying to break open.
In their eyes, this is an earth-shattering blow, and it is also the most dazzling and gorgeous blow in the world!
"Whoosh!"
Xue Scar threw himself in front of Lei Feng, and the shining saber in his hand used an unimaginable arc, from bottom to top, using the smallest and weirdest angle to lift the opponent's chest and neck. As fast as lightning, the wind sounded.
Like thunder.
Everyone was shocked by her earth-shattering blow, because any master would be eclipsed by this blow. You can only watch helplessly as the opponent's knife cuts open your chest, cuts your throat, and finally...
Take your head off your shoulders.
"Snapped!"
A light sound, a small sound came out from Lei Feng's palm and Xue Scar's right wrist holding the knife.
Lei Feng held Xue Scar's wrist with his eyes closed!
At this moment, the blood-scarred face turned to dust, and the sharpness and luster in the eyes disappeared without a trace, replaced by bitterness and despair...
