"Those who kill will always be killed. If you do this job, you must have the consciousness to be killed..."
After hearing Li Wuxiong's words, Qin Feng did not get angry because he knew that the other party wanted to anger him, and there was no need for him to be angry for a person who was about to die.
"What kind of hero is he who makes a sneak attack?" Li Wuxiong said in a proficient vernacular: "If you have the ability to fight with me with a real sword and a real gun, the winner or loser will be determined by his fate..."
Li Wuxiong was extremely worried about Qin Feng's hidden weapon skills. If he hadn't blocked the blade with his hand just now, he might have turned into a corpse now.
"Dude, don't you think what you said is funny?"
Li Wuxiong's words made Qin Feng laugh. "As a killer, tell me this. What you usually talk about the most is that you can kill with one strike. As long as it can kill people, it is a good method..."
"Do you dare to fight with me?"
Li Wuxiong took a deep breath, clenched the three military thorns in his right hand, and said coldly: "If you don't dare, I will retreat now. I swear, I will find that girl and make her life worse than death..."
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By the moonlight, Li Wuxiong could see that Qin Feng's right arm was shot near the shoulder socket. According to Li Wuxiong's experience, Qin Feng's right hand should be unable to exert force now.
Li Wuxiong was not afraid of confronting Qin Feng head-on. He was worried about Qin Feng's mysterious methods, so he decided to force Qin Feng and himself to take action to kill the most difficult enemy he had faced since his debut.
"Are you threatening me?"
Qin Feng's expression changed and he replied: "I can grant your wish, but you have to tell me from whom you received the killer mission? Why did you deal with that girl?"
Qin Feng knew that killing Li Wuxiong and others could only temporarily alleviate the crisis faced by his sister. If he wanted to completely solve this matter, he had to find out the person behind the mission. Otherwise, even if Li Wuxiong died,
If you lose my sister, you will still encounter endless pursuit.
"Since you know I am a killer, you shouldn't ask such questions."
Li Wuxiong shook his head and said: "The task was sent from North America. Only the people at the headquarters know who the employer is."
Taking out a notebook from his body, Li Wuxiong continued: "This is the codebook for communicating with the headquarters. As long as you can kill me, it will be yours..."
"Since you want to die, then I will help you!" Qin Feng's eyes couldn't help but condense when he saw the notebook. He knew that Li Wuxiong was not lying.
Because they are engaged in assassinations, the assassins have been notorious from ancient times to the present and cannot live in the sun at all. For their safety and privacy, they have designed many ways to undertake tasks.
In the early days of the Republic of China, some inexplicable advertisements often appeared in newspapers in Beijing and Shanghai. They were actually created by the famous killer Wang Yaqiao. He used this method to conceal his whereabouts and attract business.
At that time, Zai suspected that Wang Yaqiao was a descendant of the killer sect and once paid a special visit to Wang Yaqiao.
But Zai discovered that although Wang Yaqiao also had his own killer organization, compared with the killer sect, the organizational structure was much looser, and his work was too ostentatious, which was not the killer sect's style.
As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous, but pigs are afraid of being strong. Zai was indeed right. Just a few years later, Wang Yaqiao was assassinated by Dai Li because his whereabouts were leaked, and his killer organization also disappeared.
And the Li Wuxiong in front of him, although he could barely be considered a member of the killer sect, he had not understood the true meaning of being a killer.
A real killer is about being able to escape thousands of miles without hitting a single hit. If it were Qin Feng, he would definitely avoid his sharp edge first and then look for opportunities to assassinate him. How could he be like Li Wuxiong?
A fight to the death with the other party?
"Well, I admire Chinese Kung Fu the most, let's show the real thing!" After hearing Qin Feng's agreement, Li Wuxiong revealed half of his body again.
"Okay, only one person can get out alive today!"
Qin Feng was not afraid, and walked directly from his hiding place to the open space among several containers. He bent down and picked up the A that fell from the cannon head, and took off the bayonet on the gun.
"Fight with me on the bayonet?"
Seeing Qin Feng's actions, Li Wuxiong showed a sinister smile on his face. Although he is almost fifty years old now, his physical strength and energy are at their peak, and he has rich fighting experience, not to mention Qin Feng.
Comparable.
After carefully looking around, Li Wuxiong didn't find anyone hiding in the dark, so he walked out from behind the container and stopped five or six meters in front of Qin Feng.
The reason why Li Wuxiong dared to come out was mainly because he never saw Qin Feng using weapons such as guns during the deaths of Pao Tou and others. He subconsciously thought that the other party was like him. When conditions permitted,
They all like to use cold weapons to fight.
"Boy, after you die, I will make your and that girl's heads into specimens!"
Li Wuxiong placed the bayonet in front of his mouth and licked the edge of the bayonet with his tongue. Suddenly, a stream of blood appeared on the tip of his tongue. Li Wuxiong enjoyed the taste of blood and licked his lips again.
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"The Army Spur I'm holding is called the 38th Army Spur. Did you see it? It has a triangular health groove."
Li Wuxiong seemed to be destroying Qin Feng's confidence, talking trash: "As long as it penetrates your body, these blood tanks will drain all the blood from your body. No matter what method you use, you can't stop it."
Bloody..."
"Stop talking about those useless things, come on." Qin Feng's expression was very calm, as if he felt uncomfortable holding the military thorn in his left hand, and Qin Feng handed the military thorn to his injured right hand.
"Boy, die!"
Li Wuxiong was very good at seizing opportunities. When he saw Qin Feng's bayonet changing hands, his eyes suddenly shrank, his left foot slammed heavily on the ground, and his whole body rushed forward, with three long bayonets in his right hand.
Directly facing Qin Feng's chest.
The 38 military thorn comes from the Japanese rifle 38 cap. The total length is 49 cm, the blade is 39.8 cm, and the handle is 11 cm long.
In the history of modern weapons, the Sanba bayonet is the most famous bayonet because of its length and sharpness. It can be mounted on a gun for stabbing, or it can be held by the handle for hacking.
Li Wuxiong and Qin Feng were not far apart from each other originally. With this all-out sprint and the length of the 38th Army's thrust, he arrived in front of Qin Feng almost instantly.
At this time, Li Wuxiong seemed to have heard the sound of the military thorn stabbing into Qin Feng's body. The dull sound of piercing clothes and flesh was something Li Wuxiong never liked.
"Huh? You...you are cheating?"
Just when the long military thorn was still half a meter away from Qin Feng's chest, Li Wuxiong suddenly discovered in horror that Qin Feng's left hand had suddenly been raised at some point, and a black muzzle was also pointed at his own.
Ajna.
In order to deal with Qin Feng, Li Wuxiong almost used all his strength to stab Qin Feng. Now he was rushing towards Qin Feng like a speeding train. It was impossible to stop his body and even twist to avoid it.
Neither can be done.
"boom!"
The gunshot rang out, and a bullet with a diameter of 762 millimeters flew out of the muzzle of the gun, shot into the center of Li Wuxiong's eyebrow, and then spun out from the back of Li Wuxiong's head with some bone fragments.
The huge inertia caused Li Wuxiong's forward body to suddenly stop, and he fell backwards on his back and fell to the ground. Only his wide-open eyes showed Li Wuxiong's determination to die in peace.
"Idiot, I have a gun in my hand, why should I fight with you on the bayonet?"
Qin Feng blew the smoking muzzle with a look of disdain in his eyes. He was unwilling to use the gun before because he was afraid that the sound of the gun would scare off the enemy. Now Li Wuxiong rushed over like a living target, so naturally he shot him easily.
Knocked him down.
"Teach you one more trick."
Qin Feng walked up to Li Wuxiong, first took the code book into his hand, and then said: "Assassins do not have any rules when it comes to killing people. Don't trust your own judgment at any time, it will cause harm."
Your own..."
However, Qin Feng's words obviously did not satisfy Li Wuxiong. After Qin Feng reached out and closed Li Wuxiong's eyes, as soon as he took his hand away, Li Wuxiong's eyes widened again, and he really refused to close his eyes.
"Damn it, can you hit me if you shoot randomly with your eyes closed?" When Qin Feng stood up, he felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
When he was shot just now, Qin Feng made a dodge movement and tightened the muscles of his right arm, so the bone was not injured, but was embedded in the muscle.
"Get the bullet out quickly."
Holding back the pain from his shoulder, Qin Feng walked quickly to Canotou, slapped Canotou's heart hard with his left palm, and then used two fingers to pinch out a metal needle as thin as an ox hair.
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After taking out the life-threatening needle, Qin Feng went to the place where A Guang fell to the ground and took out another life-threatening needle in the same manner.
One of these two life-killing needles was passed down by the master, and the other was made by Qin Feng himself. Just such a needle cost Qin Feng more than 80,000 yuan, and it contained several...
Such an expensive metal cannot be lost.
"Huh? Someone is coming, it should be Brother Hao and the others, right?"
Qin Feng had just taken out the life-threatening needle when his ears heard several light footsteps coming from forty or fifty meters away. He could tell that one of the heavy footsteps was the sound made by Chen Shihao's usual walking.
After taking a look at the four or five dead bodies on the ground, Qin Feng stood up and disappeared into the darkness. He didn't want to die in the hands of these killers, but was shot to death by his own people without knowing why.
"Brother Hao, listen to the gunshots just now, the people inside...were using submachine guns!"
On the periphery of the goods yard, those desperadoes with bitter faces, led by Chen Shihao, were slowly and step by step surrounding the goods yard in a fan shape.
