When the mountain ax cut into the bones and made a sharp and squeaking sound, Xiao Feng suddenly felt relieved! Saburo Watanabe, I have received your revenge! Now, you can welcome my revenge!
Xiao Feng is holding a mountain-cutting ax in his right hand, like a Shura evil god. Few people can withstand the power of his axe. When it comes to the enemy and the Japanese, he never knows what it means to be merciful and kill with axe!
There were probably more than three hundred Japanese in the entire apartment! In just a few minutes, more than a hundred corpses fell in the lobby and corridors on the first floor, and scarlet blood flowed out of the door.
"Baga, who are you?!" A short and stocky young man holding a Japanese sword asked loudly after cutting down two Tianmen boys, standing on a high platform.
"Chinese!" Xiao Feng looked at the young man on the high platform, put some force on his feet, raised his body into the air, and rushed toward him.
"Xiao Feng?! Are you Xiao Feng?!" The short and sturdy young man looked at Xiao Feng, who spread his wings like an eagle, with surprise on his face.
The mountain ax in Xiao Feng's hand went straight to the young man's head, and at the same time he kicked out his right foot like lightning. "Haha, even if you know me, you will die!"
"Baga! Die, die, die!" the stocky young man roared angrily, blocking the blow of Xiao Feng's ax with the Japanese sword in his hand, and ducked backwards, narrowly avoiding Xiao Feng's right foot.
Xiao Feng stood on the high platform and looked down at the short and stocky young man in the crowd: "Boy, you should be the leader of the people here, right?"
The stocky young man held onto the Japanese sword's hand tightly. Xiao Feng's blow just now made both of his arms numb. "Not bad."
"Okay, as long as you tell me where Saburo Watanabe is, then I won't kill you, how about that?" Xiao Feng pointed the ax in his hand at the stocky young man and said coldly.
"Baga, you are not allowed to insult the samurai of the Japanese Empire!" The short and sturdy young man was furious. He advanced instead of retreating. He jumped up and struck at Xiao Feng with his sword.
A flash of contempt flashed across Xiao Feng's face, and he held the Japanese sword with his mountain axe: "Last chance, where is Saburo Watanabe?"
"Baga Baga!!!" the short and stocky young man roared angrily. He swung his left hand at his waist and pulled out a short-sheathed Japanese sword. It turned into a ray of cold light and went straight to Xiao Feng's chest.
Xiao Feng sneered and dodged sideways: "Have you pulled out the knives used for disembowelment?" After saying that, the mountain ax suddenly burst out with a huge force, directly knocking back the short and sturdy young man.
The stocky young man's face changed drastically, and his body fell off the platform again and landed in the crowd.
Xiao Feng shook his head with some dissatisfaction. If he returned to his prime, this blow would probably break his arm!
"Fuck your grandma, you little Japanese devil, give me back my old sow!" A young man picked up a blood-stained mountain ax and smashed it on the stocky young man's head.
"Xiao Liu, get out of the way!" Xiao Feng saw this scene from the high platform and couldn't help but shouted. Without any time to think, he jumped down and rushed towards the short and stocky young man.
The stocky young man had a ferocious look on his face. He blocked the attack of Xiaoliu's mountain ax with a long Japanese sword in his hand, and the short Japanese sword was inserted directly into his stomach: "Dead, dead!"
Blood overflowed from the corner of Xiao Liu's mouth, and his abdomen felt like it had been penetrated by a red-hot iron chopstick, causing burning pain. Especially the friction between the blade and the flesh made his body tremble.
"I'll fuck you!" Xiao Liu gritted his teeth, his face was extremely pale, and he raised the mountain ax in his hand high again.
"Poof." Another knife stabbed into his stomach. Xiao Liu's whole body seemed to be drained of all his strength. The mountain ax he held high fell to the ground. His body staggered and he fell into a pool of blood.
"Xiao Liu!" Xiao Feng remembered this little brother. Before he came in just now, he was shouting that his grandma said that the old sow at home was once robbed by Japanese devils and that ten Japanese devils were going to be killed!
The mountain ax in Xiao Feng's hand whizzed out and flew straight towards the neck of the short and sturdy young man. "Xiao Liu, how are you?" Xiao Feng squatted on the ground, looked at Xiao Liu who was vomiting blood, and asked hurriedly.
"Ahem, Brother Feng! I killed nine Japs today, today!" Xiao Liu gasped, his face turning red.
"Well, Xiaoliu is awesome, you avenged your sow." Xiao Feng thought of what Xiaoliu said at the beginning, and he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh at all.
Xiao Liu grabbed Xiao Feng's hand: "Feng, Brother Feng, I haven't killed the tenth Japanese yet, and I won't die with my eyes closed!" There was a trace of disappointment in his somewhat absent-minded eyes.
Xiao Feng patted Xiao Liu's shoulder and grabbed the mountain ax he had dropped on the ground: "Xiao Liu, I will use your mountain ax to kill the tenth Japanese for you, okay?" The hand holding the mountain ax
, all the veins are exposed.
Xiaoliu nodded excitedly: "Okay, Brother Feng, thank you." Looking at Xiaoliu's state at this time, he was much better than before.
Xiao Feng's heart sank, Xiao Liu has returned to his original state! Before someone dies, he will return to his original state of mind. Once this happens, he won't be able to hold on for long! In other words, Xiao Liu will leave soon.
"Open your eyes and watch me kill the tenth Japanese for you!" Xiao Feng dragged a corpse and let Xiaoliu rest his head on it to make him more comfortable.
"Go, go." Xiao Liu nodded excitedly, but his pupils became more and more dilated.
Xiao Feng held the mountain ax and turned to look at the short and sturdy young man: "Three moves and I'll kill you!" As soon as he finished speaking, his body turned into an afterimage and disappeared in front of Xiao Liu.
The short and stocky young man was shocked, how could Xiao Feng's speed increase so much! In a hurry, he raised the Japanese sword based on his feeling and slashed forward.
With a "dang" sound, the Japanese sword made a crisp sound and was chopped into pieces by the mountain axe. The ax head continued straight towards the face of the stocky young man.
Xiao Feng had a stern look on his face, and he was trying to kill him, because he knew that Xiao Liu couldn't hold on for long, and he had to kill the Japanese before Xiao Liu died!
The short and stocky young man rolled around like a lazy ass, barely escaping Xiao Feng's fatal blow. As soon as he got up, an even stronger wind struck again!
The stocky young man was surprised, how could there be such a huge difference in combat power between Xiao Feng and his predecessors? How could he know that although Xiao Feng had returned to half of his heyday, he was still afraid of fainting again after using all his strength. Therefore, he had been deliberately suppressing it.
Because of his own strength and agility, he did not dare to use all his strength.
However, Xiao Feng couldn't care anymore at this moment, he just wanted to kill the Japanese in front of him, so that Xiaoliu could die in peace and leave with no regrets!
"Ah..." A shrill scream rang out. Xiao Feng cut off the right arm of the short and sturdy young man at the shoulder level, and blood spurted out. The hand holding the Japanese sword fell to the ground, squirming and trembling, as if it could
It feels like pain.
Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes and struck out with the third ax again.
"Don't kill me, I'll tell you where Watanabe-kun is!" The short, stocky young man covered his wound and shouted loudly, his heart trembling.
Xiao Fengren was in mid-air with a ferocious smile on his face: "I'm not interested in knowing anymore! You must die!" After saying that, he split Huashan with one move, and the short and sturdy young man was split in two from his head to his crotch, and blood spurted out.
came out and turned into mist-like blood rain.
Xiao Feng took back the mountain axe, and the two halves of the stocky young man's body fell to the left and right, with the internal organs, intestines and other contents dripping all over the ground.
"Xiao Liu left, he saw you killed the Japanese! Before he died, he asked me to tell you, thank you for avenging him." Zhang Yu squatted next to Xiao Liu, looked up at Xiao Feng, and said lightly
said.
Xiao Liu was lying in a pool of blood, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his eyes were closed, and he had no breath.
Xiao Feng looked at Xiao Liu's body and nodded: "Brother, have a good journey." After saying that, Xiao Feng did not stop, his eyes were blood red, he turned around and rushed straight to where the Japanese gathered.
Tigers among sheep may be the most appropriate description now! Xiao Feng holds the mountain axe, like a human-shaped meat grinder. Wherever he passes, his arms and heads are left on the ground, creating a bloody storm.
"Xiao Yuzi, what's wrong with Brother Feng?" Huo Tian walked up to Zhang Yu and asked, holding the blood-stained mountain axe.
"Xiao Liu is dead! Ah Tian, let the brothers retreat. Brother Feng needs to vent." Zhang Yu's long silver hair was particularly dazzling with little drops of blood splattered on it.
Huo Tian sighed and asked the Tianmen boys to retreat and gather together. The boys all looked at Xiao Feng in horror. They were not afraid of killing people, nor were they afraid of killing people! But Xiao Feng's killing method made them fearful.
There were only a few dozen Japanese left in the apartment. Looking at the broken limbs and broken bodies everywhere, they all lost the courage to raise their swords.
Five minutes later, Xiao Feng held the mountain ax with missing teeth and looked at the half-meter-high dead wall piled around him. He let out a sullen breath and his eyes returned to their normal color.
"Xiao Liu, you killed all these Japanese! Killing one is a crime, killing ten thousand is a hero. I hope you can become a hero among ghosts in that world!" Xiao Feng looked at the mountain ax in his hand and jumped out to himself.
Amidst the pile of dead people, he came to Xiao Liu's body and put the mountain ax into his hand.
"Okay, don't look at me like a monster, okay?" Xiao Feng stood up, glanced around, and showed a smile.
Whether it is Feng or Tianmen's younger brother, looking at the smile on Xiao Feng's face, a chill rises from the bones, this is a devil!!
"Find the bodies of all the brothers and take them back! If they die, we can't let them be buried with the Japanese!" Xiao Feng gave the order.
"Yes!" Tianmen and Feng's younger brother shouted loudly, and they all went to look for the body.
"Brother Feng..." Huo Tian and the others walked up to Xiao Feng and looked at him with some worry.
"Haha, I'm fine! You three, please place the time bomb. Set the time for fifteen minutes." Xiao Feng smiled, not showing the slightest hint of the madness just now.
The three of them nodded and each chose a direction to plant the time bomb!
Suddenly, a harsh ringtone caught Xiao Feng's attention. He cast his eyes on the two halves of the body of the short and sturdy young man. He quickly walked over and pulled out a mobile phone with flashing lights. After thinking about it, he pressed the answer button.
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"Xiao Teng, Xiao Feng is not dead, you should leave the apartment immediately!" Saburo Watanabe's urgent voice came from the receiver.
Xiao Feng smiled happily: "Saburo Watanabe, I'm glad to receive your call."
"Xiao Feng! Is it you?!" Saburo Watanabe's breathing became rapid.
Xiao Feng took out a cigarette wet with blood and lit one: "Watanabe Saburo, I'm not dead, are you disappointed? Haha, if you can get to the apartment within fifteen minutes, I can invite you to watch a show
Beautiful fireworks.”
"Pfft..." Saburo Watanabe was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground with his head up, and dropped his cell phone.
Xiao Feng listened to the voice over there and hung up the phone with a smile. Was he so angry that he vomited blood? This was just the first round of revenge!
About ten minutes later, Xiao Feng led everyone to evacuate the apartment. Time passed by, and only a few loud bangs were heard, and the entire apartment turned into a sea of fire, reflecting half of the dark night sky.
Xiao Feng sat in the Mercedes-Benz, admiring the beautiful fireworks. He slowly took out his mobile phone and dialed 119. "Hello, there is a fire in the Wenyuan Apartment on xx Road." After saying that, he hung up the phone and waved:
