Baojian

Chapter 507 Jungle Showdown

"Sandro, are you alright?"

An Italian in his early forties rushed ahead of Alisandro, watched the woods that Alisandro pointed to vigilantly, and helped him up.

But when he saw Alisandro's body clearly, the Italian was stunned, with an incredulous look in his eyes.

Due to the impact of the blast, Alisandro's clothes had long been turned into cloth strips, revealing his steel-like muscles.

It's just that at this time, there are wounds everywhere on the muscles of the body that can rival the world's bodybuilders, especially on the back, which is full of shrapnel of different sizes. The blood almost stained Alisandro into a bloody man.

"Agostino, I...I'm fine!" Alisandro stood up slowly, gritted his teeth, and said, "Help me pull out all the shrapnel on my back!"

When the explosion happened just now, the shrapnel in front of Alisandro was blocked by the unlucky boy Nakagawa.

In addition, Alisandro was rushing forward at the time, reducing the power of some shrapnel behind him, which resulted in his body not being penetrated by these shrapnel.

Fortunately, none of the shrapnel hit the back of Alessandro's head, otherwise, no matter how hard his muscles were trained, he would have died on the spot.

"Sandro, is this okay?"

After hearing Alisandro's words, the Italian obviously hesitated. Although he has the nickname of a doctor in the mafia, he has never operated on anyone.

Before joining the Mafia, Agostino followed his father as a butcher in the small town of his hometown for three years, and he was very good at slaughtering cattle and sheep.

After arriving in the United States, Agostino used this stunt to kill people. Before Alisandro appeared, he was the number one killer in the New York Mafia organization and was given the nickname of a doctor.

But when Alisandro joined the New York Mafia strongly, Agostino's throne as the number one killer was also taken away.

Agostino was not very convinced at the beginning, but after several "communications" with Alisandro in private, Agostino somehow became Alisandro's number one thug.

It should be said that Agostino has seen many bloody scenes, but if he were to use his hands to pull out the shrapnel from Alessandro's body, he would feel his hands trembling.

"Hurry up, that bastard in the woods is going to run away before it's too late."

Alessandro glanced at the woods with a gloomy face. He had a feeling that the man in the woods was also observing him, but it seemed that the other party had no weapons like grenades.

Moreover, Alisandro also felt that the reason why the other party did not leave should be a signal to himself that he was waiting for him in the woods.

If Alisandro sensed the strong crisis before, then he would definitely ask his subordinates to escort him away and go to the hospital to take out the shrapnel.

But that strong sense of crisis has been eliminated, which also makes Alisandro unwilling to leave like this.

You know, it has been more than ten years since he debuted in the Siberia training camp, and he has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small, but Alisandro has never suffered such a serious injury.

"Yes, Sandro, hold on!"

Seeing that Alisandro got angry, Agostino couldn't care less, stretched out his hand and pinched an exposed shrapnel, and pulled it out directly.

"Hiss..." Alisandro took a breath, but the pain was still within his tolerance.

When he was learning how to counterextort confessions in the training camp, Alisandro had his ten fingernails pulled out one by one. After experiencing that kind of horrific torture, the little pain in front of him was nothing at all.

On the contrary, these pains are constantly stimulating Alisandro's nerves, making his brain clearer. In this state, Alisandro can instead burst out with higher combat effectiveness than usual.

"Sandro, should I let Harvey go in first?" Agostino said after pulling out another shrapnel.

"No, there are masters inside, you may not be able to deal with it."

Alessandro shook his head. Judging from the insidious way the opponent threw the grenade, the people in the woods were much more difficult to deal with than Nakagawa. Not to mention the other two subordinates, even Agostino who was a butcher was probably not. The man's opponent.
"Alejandro, I'll wait for you!"

Qin Feng's voice suddenly came out from the forest. Of course, he still used Japanese. When Alisandro and Yamamoto talked before, he could tell that the other party knew Japanese.

"Okay, wait for me to kill you!"

After hearing Qin Feng's voice, Alisandro's eyes burst into a gleam. People like him, while pursuing power, are also pursuing excitement. Alisandro has not met someone who can be his opponent for a long time. people.

"It's not certain who will kill who." Qin Feng's cold voice came out, and he was also afraid of Alisandro leaving.

If Alisandro leaves at this time without paying attention to anything, then all the arrangements Qin Feng made before will be in vain. I am afraid that he will have to restore those traps to their original state, otherwise the police will definitely see some clues.

"All right!"

When Agostino pulled out the last shrapnel on his back, Alessandro tore off a few strips of cloth, tied them obliquely on his body, and said, "Agostino, all of you Get back in the car..."

"Sandro, don't you need our help?" The three of Agostino were stunned when they heard this.

"You can only become my burden!"

Alisandro shook his head. This kind of jungle warfare cannot be won with a large number of people or good equipment. Otherwise, the war between the United States and Vietnam would not have caused so many casualties.

"Okay, if necessary, call us at any time!"

Agostino nodded. He had seen with his own eyes that Alessandro stormed into the stronghold of the Vietnamese Gang alone and killed 42 people overnight, but he was not injured at all.

"Come on, Japanese, I hope you can fight like a warrior!"

After seeing Agostino and others get into the car, Alessandro licked his lips, and pulled out a black dagger with serrated back from the high leather boots under his feet.

"This is STRIDER MANTRACK, it will be your honor to die under its blade!"

The dagger used by Alisandro ranks first among military daggers in the world, with terrifying piercing power and powerful cutting power.

The center of gravity of this dagger is at the neck, and the weight on both sides is very balanced. The long handle allows people to use the knife with any hand shape without feeling that the handle is short. It is very suitable for people with larger hands or those who wear gloves.

This was specially ordered by Alisandro from an American weapons manufacturing company at a huge expense. This dagger alone cost him as much as [-] U.S. dollars.

"I'm waiting for you, your dagger will become my trophy!" Qin Feng's voice with a strong Hokkaido accent came from the depths of the woods,

"I'll use it to cut off your flesh piece by piece!"

There was a fierce light in Alisandro's eyes, but he didn't rush to the place where Qin Feng was speaking, but retreated quickly, and disappeared into the woods in an instant.

"People from abroad are also hidden dragons and crouching tigers, so don't underestimate them!" Although it was a hostile relationship, Qin Feng secretly praised Alisandro's reaction.

In a duel between masters, the most taboo thing is impetuousness.

And Alisandro, who was so seriously injured after being plotted against by Qin Feng, can still maintain an amazing judgment on the situation on the field. This alone is a hundred times better than those so-called special forces.

"After so much preparation, I don't believe that I can't kill you?"

Although he admits that Alisandro is very strong, Qin Feng also has a sense of competitiveness in his heart. Killing Alisandro is his stepping stone to Hongmen, and this person must die today.

With a flash of his figure, Qin Feng disappeared at the place where he spoke just now. Based on Alisandro's experience, he may be able to reach here in less than a minute.

Just as Qin Feng thought, in less than 40 seconds, Alisandro's huge figure appeared behind the big tree where Qin Feng was hiding.

"Jungle combat? It's my favorite."

Alessandro's nose kept wriggling, and after a while, holding the dagger, he didn't search in the direction where the footprints were left, but walked in another direction.

No one knows that Alisandro not only has the body of a polar bear, he also has a sense of smell like a polar bear.

Alisandro can distinguish more than 8000 smells with very small differences. Applying this special skill to actual combat is another important reason why Alisandro survived the Siberian training camp.

"Sure enough!"

Qin Feng originally wanted to hide Alisandro into the trap he set to rest assured, but unexpectedly Alisandro was hanging behind him, which made Qin Feng also feel a little surprised.

"Then let's have fun with you."

Qin Feng, who originally wanted to climb a big tree to admire Alisandro's trap, turned around and walked towards the direction of the trap he had set.

"Huh? There are traps?"

When Alisandro pursued Qin Feng's scent and went deep into the woods for more than 30 meters, he suddenly stopped, his whole body tensed up like a leopard about to attack, and he stared at a vine under his feet.

"Detonator?"

Alessandro squatted down, stretched out his right hand and twirled the vine, and suddenly, a silver metal thread as thin as a hair appeared in front of him. ,

"fuck, the damn Japanese used anti-tank mines..."

After following the clues to find the mine, Alessandro dug out the surface of Qin Feng's body. When he saw the mine, Alessandro couldn't help but his heart beat wildly.

The landmine in front of me was about the size of a football, with an exquisite trigger fuze on the top. As long as the force the silver wire bears exceeds a certain limit, the anti-tank mine will explode immediately.

In terms of power, the grenade thrown by Qin Feng before is simply not the same in front of this anti-tank mine.

If Qin Feng had been able to throw this landmine 40 meters earlier, then including Alisandro, there would never be a complete body found in the open space in front of the church.

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