Mad owl

[Volume 03, Skynet Shrouded] Chapter [-], Moonlight Blood Killing

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After falling into the courtyard, everyone first clung to the corner of the wall, hid in the shadows, pricked up their ears, and waited quietly for a moment to make sure that there was no sound in the room.Only then did he leave the shadow with the gesture of the person on the left, and lean towards the garage by the moonlight.

The whole operation was clean and neat, with strong vigilance and skill, showing their well-trained stealth killing qualities.

Soon, the three black shadows in front had already approached the house, several small thin tubes were taken out from the waist, one end was put into the crack of the door, and the other end was put into the mouth.

But just when they were about to blow in a powerful drug...

The sound of cracking wood blocks falling to the ground resounded in the silent courtyard, and the original ordinary sound was no different from the explosion of thunder on the ground in the ears of everyone, and everyone was shocked.The horrified eyes fixed on the left corner of the yard, where a majestic figure stood up slowly, under the moonlight, a ferocious face with scars and a bloodthirsty cruel smile were reflected.

"Yang Jing?!" Everyone took a breath and swallowed hard.But those people in the middle of the courtyard had no problem breathing, but the three people in front of the door did the same.

The three of them suddenly felt dizzy, their bodies swayed, and passed out with a thud, the powerful drug's properties were overbearing.

"Everyone, do you have something important to visit late at night?" A chuckle came from the corner on the right, followed by a man with a wicked smile who walked in slowly, with his neck shaking, rattling The sound of squeezing the joints sounded rhythmically, like the drum horn of the god of death, one sound, one sound...

"Di Cheng?!" My heart skipped a beat, despair appeared in some people's eyes, why didn't these two guys sleep? ? ! !

It's not that they are not strong, on the contrary, they have served in the special forces, they all have a glorious past and rich fighting experience, but...

Who is Di Cheng?

Anyone who has watched his competition, all regard this person as a nightmare existence. He... every move has surpassed the limit of human beings!Someone once jokingly called him a collection of beasts, with the palm strength like a grizzly bear, the impact like a rhinoceros, the speed like a cheetah, and the flexibility like a night owl. Although it is a joke, it is accepted by most people!

Facing such an enemy, it is really difficult for them to raise much desire to fight.

"Are you afraid?" Yang Jing snorted coldly in disdain, shrugged his shoulders, and moved his body step by step towards the yard. "Since you're afraid, why do you still come here? Since you're here, show some killer demeanor. Grandpa is in a good mood tonight. Whoever is brave can leave this yard."

Everyone got close together, staring at Di Cheng and Yang Jing respectively. Every time the two took a step forward, their hearts seemed to contract. Under the silent night, this unspeakable depression made them almost suffocate.

"Come on, come on, grandpa, I'll accompany you." Yang Jing swiped his fingers, and his cold, emotionless eyes swept across the crowd one by one. Everyone felt that they were stared at by some kind of beast, and cold sweat slipped down quietly.Same as Di Cheng, Yang Jing also showed his astonishing strength in the competition, and the ruthlessness of the means alone was even worse than that of Di Cheng.Facing these eyes, an ordinary person would definitely have chattering teeth!

"Don't be so proud of yourself! You didn't know where to drink milk when I killed people!" Finally, a middle-aged man couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere, and rushed towards Yang Jing while roaring, his body violently raised, and he waved The steel knife wheel slashed down, and the castration was fierce, but he did not lose his identity as a special soldier.

However, he is fast and fierce, but Yang Jing is far better than him.

At the moment when this person was about to approach, Yang Jing stepped diagonally and moved his body sideways!The suddenly clenched fist took the bait!

There are no fancy movements, no dazzling moves, but it brings out afterimages.

The wind of the fist roared, and it came in a blink of an eye. Before the man could react, a brutal fist had already appeared on his throat.Click!There was a terrifying bone cracking sound, and the entire neck protruded backwards in a fist-like shape. The head first shook forward, and then there was an extremely unnatural bend.

Wow, his body trembled violently, his throat was smashed by the force of the fist, his brittle bones, the back of his neck and spine were completely shattered, thick blood mixed with white bones sprayed out from his wide open mouth, and his majestic body even flew out backwards , spraying scarlet blood along the way.

boom!The body fell to the ground, and it sounded like thunder in the hearts of everyone.

one move?Simple trick!

grunt!Everyone swallowed hard, and looked away from the ground quickly. The man was basically lifeless, only his body was twitching unconsciously.

"I said, this is your strength?" Yang Jing's eyes showed a bit of contempt, and he hooked his hands again provocatively. "I'll give you three seconds. If you don't attack, I'll take the initiative."

Everyone was short of breath and kept backing away. More than 20 people almost squeezed together.

"Md, fight! Don't be fooled by them! I don't believe that more than 20 people can't hurt them? As long as Di Cheng is injured, someone will take his life tomorrow. Even if we die, someone will avenge us! The leading man growled in a low voice, his eyes gradually became sharper: "Brothers, show the blood and courage of being a special soldier, even if you die, you will die with honor!"

"Fight it! No matter how powerful they are, they are individuals after all. Could it be that our 20 or so special forces can't hurt him?"

"Yes, fight! Don't be intimidated by them!"

After the captain's instigation, everyone seemed to regain some courage, holding the steel knife firmly with both hands.

"Yes, that's the way to look, come on! Let's see how qualified you are to hurt me!" Di Cheng chuckled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and two rays of light flashed out as if they were real.

"Kill!" The 26 people, divided into two, roared and rushed to kill, probably to encourage themselves, everyone roared hysterically, and the sound shook the sky, like a wild beast roaring from the wilderness.

Most of the town, especially the houses near this courtyard, turned on the lights one after another. Many people bravely leaned on the windows, but when they figured out the source of the sound, they turned off the lights without exception and retreated to the house.

"Haha, come on!" Yang Jing grinned grimly, stomped his feet on the ground, his slightly curled up body suddenly popped out, his fists swung, and his routine was fierce.

In the eyes of opponents, that kind of momentum is not too much to call it a tsunami.

Bang's body staggered, and a fist struck rapidly, hitting the chest of the person in front with a bang.Click!The sternum was shattered, the back was bulging, the beating heart was pierced by the shattered stubble in an instant, thick blood was sloshing randomly in the chest cavity, life... was gone in a blink of an eye!

Although Yang Jing's speed is not very fast, but with years of experience in killing, he can accurately judge the opponent's attacking routine, dodge skillfully the moment before the opponent seems to have succeeded, and then launch a fierce but deadly blow.

It seems simple, but it requires thousands of battles, groping and experiencing the edge of life and death again and again, and more importantly, the fist must be hard and the strength must be fierce, otherwise one will fail and will be counterattacked!

On the other hand, Di Cheng's side was weird and terrifying. His footsteps were twitching, and his long body was moving through the crowd like a snake. Facing the fierce impact of more than a dozen steel knives, he was able to dodge it with ease, and his speed was really terrifying. people.

Concentrating his eyes slightly, Di Cheng was keenly aware of the loopholes in the person's moves in front of him. He moved his footsteps, avoiding the knife screen, and appeared behind the person. Chop, just raised his hand one moment, and appeared on the target's neck the next moment.

Click!There was not much damage to the skin, but the spine at the back of the neck was broken on the spot. It was not simply folded, but completely broken and divided. The death cloak restrained his life in a blink of an eye.

They are all simple killing moves, but in Di Cheng's hands, they are played like art. Compared with Yang Jing's barbaric and bloody methods, they are much cleaner, but they are even more terrifying.

The footsteps moved slightly, and the body slid half a step backwards lightly. At this moment, a steel knife was chopped down in front of him, almost brushing the tip of his nose.

The footsteps did not stop, and the move moved again, it was still a hand knife, slashing the ribs on the left side of this person with extreme ferocity, click!The ribs were broken and pierced through the heart with the force of the forward thrust.Life disappeared again in a blink of an eye. In Di Cheng's hands, the perfect body of human evolution was as fragile as porcelain. A simple wave of his hand ruined a fresh life.

The killing continues, the blood is shed, and despair... is also pervasive.

Di Cheng's cunning and terrifying, and Yang Jing's fierceness and ruthlessness, are like a sickle for harvesting souls, simply harvesting the opponent's life. These once brilliant retired special forces soldiers are full of despair at this moment. His courage crumbled when the other party waved his hand inadvertently.

Pu reached forward with both hands, grasping the handles of the two knives coming from the slashing, exerting force with his palms, drastically changing the trajectory of his movements, and piercing each other's hearts under the inconceivable but unwilling gazes of the two.

"Extremely simple, Brother Cheng, I'm done here, a little earlier than you." Yang Jing pushed the two corpses away, laughing lowly.

"I'm coming too soon." Di Cheng dodged left and right, and easily dodged from the opponent's almost crazy knife screen. The moment the opponent was about to take a breather, he exerted force with his left palm and shook the steel knife that had slowed down a bit. He reached forward with his palm and ruthlessly tapped on the shoulder blade of this person's right arm, and his knife-holding arm was abolished amidst the creepy sound of bone cracking.

"Ah" gritted his teeth and wailed, the man backed away in horror, looking at the corpses and glaring blood all over the yard, he was so strong that he shed a few dirty tears.

"Kill me, give me a good time." The man knelt down with a bang, clutching his torn shoulder tightly, he no longer had the confidence to fight again.

The gap... far exceeded what he thought in his heart. The battle he was proud of was no different from a child's play in the eyes of the other party.

Unexpectedly, Di Cheng didn't make a move, but... "Let's go."

"Ah?" The man raised his head in a daze, and looked at Di Cheng in disbelief. He thought he was hallucinating.

"No matter what happens, there must be a messenger. Only you are alive, so of course you are chosen. Go back and tell your boss that it is better not to use such inferior methods in the future. I am not in such a good mood every time. If there is another Next time, maybe I will go to his hotel as a guest." Di Cheng avoided the corpse on the ground and walked towards the house.

"Really... let me go?" The man still couldn't believe it.

"If you are willing to stay, I am happy to meet your request, let's play slowly." Yang Jing's low grin came from behind.

Trembling all over, this person rushed out rolling and crawling, as if he was afraid that if he was a second late, the other party would change his mind.

At the same time, in the other dark corners, the scalps of several teams were all numb. The bloody massacre in the yard destroyed their confidence little by little. There was a long silence, and all the forces retreated together as if they had made an appointment.

"Brother Cheng, rest well, I'll keep watch tonight." Di Cheng took a bench and sat in the corner, and gnawed leisurely with the leftover rabbit meat, not paying any attention to the hellish scene in the yard.

Not long after these people left, Dahei and others who guarded the yard for Di Cheng during the day walked in quickly and started cleaning the yard with a shovel, bucket and broom. Their skilled cooperation showed that they did not do this kind of thing less.

Yang Jing gnawed on the rabbit's leg, looked at the night, and the corner of his mouth once again evoked his usual sinister smile: "Tomorrow... a good day."