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"Beyond my ability!"

Nakamura's face turned red, like a monkey's buttocks. He played the samurai's sword like a carp through a flower, stabbing at the cold wind and sparing no effort.

Rub it!

Weapons intersect, bring out a fierce spark, two people rebound back.

Whether it's a refined steel sword or a Japanese samurai sword, the quality is very tough.

And Nakamura has taken more steps.

Two people fight in one room, has been high sentence.

Although there is a buffer room for retreat, Nakamura doichi still feels numb in his arm and can't exert himself.

As a Japanese warrior, he had a lot of hard work. The shock in his eyes was just fleeting. Then he bravely rushed up.

"Hum, if you meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. What if you are an expert? I am not afraid. "

"If you don't know how to live or die, let me teach you how to be a man."

The cold wind's swords hit out again and collided with the samurai's sword in Nakamura, making a thunderous roar.

However, in this impact, Nakamura's disadvantage became more and more obvious. Under the influence of the rebound force, Nakamura stepped back more than ten steps to stabilize his body.

However, he also knew that he was not the opponent of the cold wind. Since he had already opened the distance, he did not have to fight life and death again. He could escape completely.

Only by living can there be another chance of revenge.

Thinking of this, he turned and ran, and the voice came from afar, "you son of a bitch, I don't want to play with you. Let's go first."

However.

The cold wind not only did not worry, but also shook his head and sneered.

"Hey, hey..."

Those people in the river and lake were all gloating and standing still.

"Well?"

Nakamura Du Yi is very confused. Looking back, he is relieved that the cold wind has not caught up with him.

Suddenly, they feel a kind of unusual, why don't they chase?

Is it possible that Is there any ulterior plot that can't be done?

A bad premonition spread and made him pale.

But he really wanted to be right.

For a moment, he saw dozens of people in black in front of him. They were all armed with submachine guns and surrounded themselves, and the encirclement was gradually tightening.

If Xiao Chen is here, he will surely recognize that this is a member of the Dragon riding army.

Under the leadership of long Xiaoyun, they went out with Leng Feng to wipe out this Japanese samurai regiment.

In fact, just yesterday, Xiao Chen got the news and knew the nest of zhenqianzi in the temple.

Therefore, they were sent to pursue and intercept together to wipe out the living force of the true Thousand Sons in the temple.

Although the overall level of force of the Longqi regiment led by long Xiaoyun is not good, it is easy to catch the use of firearms. There is no pressure, let alone a group of people. Even if one of them comes out with a submachine gun, he can turn Nakamura into slag.

At the moment, seeing the rapid approach of the Dragon riding legion, Nakamura was pale and flustered.

He knew that he had fallen into the encirclement and that his death today would be quite miserable.

However, as the right-hand man of zhenqianzi in the temple, he was not frightened. He had experienced countless battles.

He understood that under the current situation, he could never be counselled.

"Well, it's a submachine gun. Who to scare?"

In order to find a way out, he began to look around. When he saw the towering trees, his eyes lit up.

If you can shuttle through these trees, you should be able to avoid these guns.

Thinking of this, Nakamura raised his wrist and pressed a button.

There's a crack.

A very thin transparent steel wire was shot out and nailed to a high tree trunk.

"Hey, a group of things that don't know how to live or die. I won't play with you anymore."

With that, Nakamura drew the steel wire and kept shrinking, flying to the distance, just like Tarzan.

"Ha ha."

Long Xiaoyun is a pretty face, Jiao drink a, "want to run, the door also has no, brothers, beat him down for me."

"Yes."

All the members of dragon riding were ordered to carry out a series of shooting with guns.

Pa pa

Dada

The whole forest was badly beaten and the trees were riddled with holes.

You know, these bullets don't have long eyes, and their suppression ability on the battlefield is incomparable.

Nani?

Sure enough, when Nakamura saw the dense bullets coming, his face turned pale as paper. He had no time to escape.

In the constant leap, he was beaten into a sieve, and let out a hoarse cry of pain.

Creak.I don't know which bullet broke his small transparent steel wire. He fell to the ground like a dead dog. The blood ran wild, the cry became lower and lower, and the vitality rapidly declined.

Cold wind actually stepped on his chest, gnashing his teeth and said, "little devil, is it your personal meaning to take a hand at Mr. Xiao, or is it the meaning of the true Thousand Sons in the temple?"

"Is there a difference?"

Nakamura's voice was very low, gnashing his teeth, "you wait for me, the leader of the temple will avenge me."

Then he died with a crooked neck.

Cold wind spit a mouthful of saliva, his face showed color, "it's a group of things that don't know what to do. It's really beyond one's ability to dare to challenge Mr. Xiao on this kind of fighting capacity."

Then, he looked at long Xiaoyun and said with a smile, "Xiaoyun, you can call Mr. Xiao. We have already exterminated the new force of zhenqianzi in the temple. We can make a direct attack on Huanglong."

"Brother Leng, don't worry. I'll fight right now."

Long Xiaoyun took out the satellite phone and dialed a number, which was Xiao Chen's.

……

At noon the next day, the sea was rough.

In the bright sunshine, dozens of fishing boats are moving forward rapidly, chopping waves.

Xiao Chen lit a cigarette and stood quietly in the bow of the boat, looking into the distance.

Behind him stood Lengfeng, long Xiaoyun and Xu Xiaomao.

Because each has its own business. This time, only Xu Xiaomao and long Xiaoyun of the Dragon riding regiment are accompanied by him. The cold wind in the Wulin can be regarded as strong as clouds.

The boatman looked at this group of people very uneasily, and walked cautiously to Xiao Chen's side, and said cautiously, "Sir, where are you going?"

"You don't have to ask. Just follow our coordinates."

Xiao chentou also did not return, the word is like gold said.

The boatman took the navigator, looked at the coordinates, his face changed, and looked at the other sailors, all in a panic.

They know that in this sea area, the organization of zhenqianzi in the temple is the king in reality, and no one dares to offend them. If they disturb this group of demons, it is no different from seeking death.

The boatman said with a wry smile, "Sir, that's the Japanese underground territory. We can't afford to offend."

Silence for a long time, Xiao Chen sneered and waved to Xu Xiaomao.