Yin trace

"Woo..." Fujii tree let out a whimper, and fell limply to the ground. He was hit by the Zen Qiqi stick on the left temple, and blood flowed all over his face, half of his head was shattered, and he twitched on the ground for two seconds. , and then fell silent, if he hadn't stuffed the torn sock into Chen Ziyun's mouth, maybe Chan Shiqi's stick would not have been so heavy.

Seeing that Zen Seventeen was so fierce, the cat-faced man took two steps back calmly, and took out a handful of strangely folded metal bumps from his black cloak. He shook it hard, and the metal bumps quickly deformed into a handful. With a wave of the huge chopping sickle, he rushed over and slashed towards Zen Seventeen with a very fierce momentum.

Seeing this, Hansen was shocked. Judging from the performance of the cat-faced man, his force value was extremely high, but along the way, the cat-faced man deliberately retained his strength, which made Hansen extremely serious about his combat power. underestimation.

"Boom..." When the cat-faced man approached Zen Seventeen, Zen Seventeen had already sent all the Gurkha mercenaries flying. Old Ivan seemed to have broken an arm at this time, howling dryly on the ground, The old ghost was chanting something, as if he was reciting the exorcism spell among the African tribes, and he didn't dare to get close to Zen Seventeen. Hansen distanced himself from Zen Seventeen from the right wing. Although he was holding a pistol in his hand at this time, But he didn't dare to move rashly. Chan Qiqi's movement speed was so fast that he didn't dare to shoot at all.

Seeing Chan Shiqi's sudden appearance, Chen Ziyun was agitated. What moved him was that Chan Qiqi rushed to so many enemies to rescue him regardless of his own safety.

After the Gurkha mercenary who caught him was shot away by Zen Seventeen, Chen Ziyun loosened his hands and spit out the torn socks in his mouth. Chen Ziyun was murderous, and saw that Fujii tree had fallen in a pool of blood, and the old man With one arm hanging down, Ivan groaned like a pig butcher, and he didn't bother to do anything, so he fixed his eyes on Hansen all at once.

Seeing Hansen, Chen Ziyun's pupils shrank. He saw that Hansen was holding a gun. Chen Ziyun leaned over to pick up a machete, and swung it towards Hansen.

"Huh..." The scimitar brought out a silvery cold light, spinning and flying towards Hansen.

"Stinky boy." Hansen focused all his attention on Zen Seventeen, and was almost succeeded by Chen Ziyun's sneak attack. The machete flew over his scalp, shaved off some of his hair, and felt the coolness of his scalp , Hansen trembled all over, turned his head and cursed, Hansen wanted to kill Chen Ziyun with a single shot, but he didn't dare, the angel's words were like a curse, deeply imprinted in his heart, making him terrified and making him feel extremely scared. He didn't dare to kill Chen Ziyun.

But not daring to kill Chen Ziyun does not mean that he dare not beat Chen Ziyun. The cat-faced man managed to hold back Zen Seventeen, and the fox-faced man was not far behind. He took out a cross sword from somewhere and surrounded him. Going up, although it seems that the siege of the two did not pose a real threat to Zen Seventeen, at least the casualties of the team did not continue.

"Boy, I'm going to explode your chrysanthemum." Hansen cursed rudely. Seeing the casualties of the core team members, Hansen was heartbroken. He knew very well that the casualties of the team were all caused by Chen Ziyun, the disaster star. .

Putting away the pistol, Hansen clenched his fists and strode towards Chen Ziyun's position. In his opinion, he could take care of several characters like Chen Ziyun.

Chen Ziyun took a deep breath and strode forward without fear.

"Huh..." Hansen punched Chen Ziyun fiercely with an uppercut. Chen Ziyun didn't dodge, but waved his arm to block. With a "bang", Chen Ziyun took two steps back, his arm hurt sharply, and his face paled. After a slight change, he realized that his strength had been weakened by the angel to an extent that even he could not believe it.

But Hansen didn't think so. There are actually not many people who can take a punch from him without falling down. When he was a mercenary, Hansen's hobby was to participate in some unlimited levels of freedom Fighting, in that kind of fighting environment, the one who survives is the winner. Hansen's ability to survive such a fighting game is enough to show his strength.

"It's a lot of strength." Chen Ziyun took a deep breath, gave up the idea of ​​fighting Hansen, and pulled out the folding military thorn. With a wave of his hand, the military thorn popped out immediately. Chen Ziyun strode forward, and the sharp blade of the military thorn pointed towards Hansen. To stab.

"Fuck." Hansen didn't expect Chen Ziyun to be so shameless. His face changed slightly, he took out a sharp knife in his hand, and walked around in a circle calmly to avoid Chen Ziyun's attack. In fact, the pistol Hanging it on his waist, Hansen had enough time to draw out the pistol and finish off Chen Ziyun, but after weighing it, he still had a huge obstacle in his heart and dared not do it.

"Swipe." Hansen's strength is very strong, so Chen Ziyun tried to avoid colliding with his weapon, but swung the military thorn as fast as possible. With the sharpness of the military thorn, even a single wipe can leave a deadly wound on Hansen. scars.

Han Sen was cursing, the opponent's half-meter-long military thorn is really a big problem, Chen Ziyun's combat effectiveness is indeed scum, but the sharpness of the military thorn cannot be ignored, he has not seen the power of this kind of weapon with three incisions, so He didn't dare to take it too seriously, so he had to deal with Chen Ziyun cautiously like a tiger biting a hedgehog.

"Xue'er, are you okay?" Ge Shu's attention was on Han Su's body. Han Su's hands trembled slightly, and the blood was still bleeding from both hands. She quickly took out the gauze, wrapped it casually, and pulled out a sharp knife. The dagger, ready to fight Zen Qiqi desperately.

"Go away." Glancing at Ge Shu, Han Su gritted her teeth and said, although she knew very well that Ge Shu had saved her life just now, she didn't seem to want to be grateful, but looking at Ge Shu who could no longer lift his hands , the harshness in her eyes finally eased a little.

"This monster killed Fujii." Han Su looked at the silent Fujii tree on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, although Han Su looked as cold as ice on the surface, he actually had a lot of affection for this group of partners.

"We are no match for her." Ge Shu was very rational. He pointed in Chen Ziyun's direction and said, "But this man must have come to save this guy. Just catch him, that's all." After Fujii Shu died , Ge Shu successfully became the think tank of Hansen's core team members. Although his planning may not be as rigorous as Fujii, it is the key to pointing out the emergence of Zen Seventeen at this time.

Han Su's eyes lit up, he pushed Ge Shu away, and said softly: "You are hurt, stay away." Standing up, Han Su strode towards Chen Ziyun who was fighting with Han Sen.

Ge Shu was startled, and said, "Don't kill him." Ge Shu was as terrified of the angel's coercion as Hansen, and the angel's confession had been deeply imprinted in his heart.