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Chapter 870 The beginning of the war

Chapter 870 The war begins

Chen Hao couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at this time.

Previously, in a desperate situation, he took out two gas tanks from the kitchen, then opened their valves and threw them in the corner of the hall on the first floor.

His original intention was simply to imitate the plot in the movie. After the black shadows outside the villa rushed into the hall, he suddenly lit the lighter and threw it down the stairs to the next floor...

——If the idea in his heart is implemented, then the dozens of people who rushed into the hall first will definitely be blown to pieces by the explosive gas.

But he ignored one fact: when the door on the first floor was destroyed, the entire villa was in a ventilated state. In this way, even if the gas continued to flow out from the gas tank valve, it only needed to be blown by the breeze.

, it will dissipate immediately - unless he can throw the lighter on the door valve of the gas tank, otherwise, it is impossible to cause an explosion.

It is precisely because of this that the hilarious scene that made people laugh or cry was staged just now.

"It's so embarrassing!" Chen Hao's lips twitched slightly, and he lost his composure. The corners of his face were full of helplessness and embarrassment.

"I originally wanted to imitate the plot in the movie and give them a showdown. But now it seems that I still have to rely on this kitchen knife..." While muttering to himself, he raised the kitchen knife in his hand.

Get up and watch it right in front of your eyes.

At the same time, three black figures rushed to the corner of the stairs.

The person closest to Chen Hao was only two meters away from him at this time.

Chen Hao couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

At the same time, a violent murderous intention also flooded from his heart, causing the blood in his eyes to surge outwards and strike straight ahead.

However, the response he received from his murderous posture was only deafening killing sounds.

"kill!!!"

"Kill!!!"

"kill him!!!"

The shadows that had already rushed up the stairs screamed at Chen Hao. Then, they raised their machetes without hesitation and struck at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao's eyes suddenly narrowed into a thin line.

He was not frightened by the loud killing noise downstairs, nor did he take a step back. He just half-closed his eyes and stood there motionless.

He was waiting for the guy in front of him who was not afraid of death to take the initiative to bring the kitchen knife to him.

And the fact was indeed what he expected - the black shadows downstairs took advantage of the large number of people, and there was no fear in their hearts. So much so that the few black shadows rushing at the front, as soon as they saw Chen Hao

As if he had seen a treasure, he rushed over without hesitation.

The murderous intention in Chen Hao's heart suddenly overflowed, making this strange night more ferocious and bloodthirsty.

At the same time, his only right arm was raised.

A flash of sword light suddenly confused everyone's eyes.

However, everyone only saw the flash of the sword, but did not notice Chen Hao slashing at all, and a heart-rending roar suddenly came to their ears.

"ah!!!!"

It was a scream that was worse than death, the same as the sound of despair made by a fat pig when it was slaughtered. The man closest to Chen Hao hadn't even seen clearly what the kitchen knife in Chen Hao's hand was from.

His entire left arm was cut off from the bone.

The heart-wrenching pain made him almost go crazy. After he screamed, he couldn't bear the bone-gnawing pain and fainted.

Seeing that the man's body was about to fall backward, Chen Hao quickly threw the kitchen knife in his hand downwards. Then, his right hand was like a ghost, directly cutting the man's right hand in front of him.

The two-foot machete on top was taken away.

At the same time, his night of killing has begun at this moment...



The speed of Chen Hao's knife just now was so fast that the few black figures rushing at the front didn't even know what was happening before they saw their companions falling down.

At the same time, they also saw that the left arm of the companion who was falling backward was severed to the bone...

Blood instantly surged out of the darkness. Even though the night was deep and still dark, everyone could still smell the suffocating blood from the rich smell of blood that filled the air.

But they are not afraid!

It's not because they are not afraid of death, but because their rationality is completely blinded by the rewards from above - at this moment, they only think about fighting for credit, how can they think so much?!

"Don't block the road, rush forward!" In just a moment, the person rushing ahead came to his senses.

Immediately, everyone pushed their fallen comrades aside and then pushed forward, running towards Chen Hao.

Chen Hao's lips couldn't help but curl up.

Ever since he cut off a person's arm, he had an illusion in his heart: he felt as if he had returned to the Middle East, to that moment that belonged to him alone!

It's a bloodthirsty pleasure!

It’s a wonderful feeling that can make the hairs on your body stand on end!

It was precisely because he fell in love with that feeling that he fell in love with the Middle East and the two professions of mercenary and killer.

Now, he has not experienced this feeling for a long time. And his heart can't help but feel a little nostalgic...

"I haven't experienced this feeling for a long time..."

His heart suddenly became extremely cold due to this wonderful feeling at this moment. So in the next second, he directly put the murderous intention in his heart into action——

Sometimes it's slow, then it's fast!

When three more people rushed up the stairs to the second floor, Chen Hao did not hesitate to twitch the two-foot machete he had just snatched in his hand. Without thinking, he just swung it against the darkness, as if he was waving a magic weapon.

Like a staff, the blade of the machete was directed towards the throats of the three people in front of him.

The surrounding light was so dark, who could see Chen Hao's "swing of the knife"?

What everyone saw was just an extremely sharp cold light.

Click!!!

Chen Hao's seemingly careless knife cut directly through the throats of the three men.

The next second, the three men almost unanimously dropped the machetes in their hands, and then raised their hands to pinch their own throats, trying to stop the blood from gushing out.

But their actions were ultimately in vain.

The blood in his throat rushed out like it was free of charge, suddenly making the bloody smell in the air a little stronger.

A trace of despair flashed across the eyes of those three people.

They wanted to cry out for help and beg their companions behind to stop pushing up. However, from the moment their throats were slashed, they could no longer make any sound.

They are already in a dilemma.

If they move forward, death will block their way; if they move backward, they won't be able to squeeze in at all. And if they just stand here blankly, sooner or later they will bleed to death on the spot.

They wanted to cry but had no tears and were heartbroken.

However, the companions behind them seemed not to be aware of their situation at all, they just kept their heads down and kept rushing towards the second floor.

In the eyes of the other shadows, those in the front were nothing more than "dogs blocking the road." Therefore, when the people behind were charging upward, the three of them were pushed by a large force of momentum and were pushed into Chen's path.

In front of Hao.

Their expressions were suddenly replaced by despair.

Chen Hao's actions made them even more desperate - just when the three of them were pushed in front of him, he just suddenly raised the machete in his hand and slashed directly behind the three of them.

Suddenly, the guys behind the three of them were in bad luck... (To be continued)


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