The Invincible God of War of Special Forces

"Those two people before were really miserable."

. . . . . .

There were four mercenaries walking up the stairs, talking and laughing, but they didn't know that there were two gods of death in front of them, waiting for them.

The one on the side missed his head, and Su Chen took the lead to attack. He also quickly pulled out his right hand from his waist, and a shiny dagger had already appeared in Su Chen's hand.

The person on the far left of the four was the first to bear the brunt, and the tiger knife on Su Chen's right hand was thrust into the eye socket of that person.

As Su Chen pulled out the tiger knife, the blood in the man's eye sockets just couldn't stop spurting out.

The person next to the mercenary also reacted quickly, and quickly raised the gun in his hand.

"This is..."

When one person saw Su Chen's appearance, the gun in his hand paused for a while, and he didn't press the trigger in his hand for a while.

While the man was in a daze, the Tiger Saber in Su Chen's hand was drawn out again, heading straight for the man's neck.

The man's eyes widened. He didn't expect his boss to attack him. He only felt a cold feeling on his neck, followed by a warm current.

Because the carotid artery was cut by Su Chen, the blood in the man's blood vessel couldn't stop anymore, and it splashed out crazily.

In the end, the man fell on the stairs, rolled down the stairs a few times, and then lost his life.

Zhong Yuan made a move when Su Chen made a move, and he saw Zhong Yuan clenched his fists tightly, still carrying the sharp fisting wind on his fists.

The speed under his feet was also extremely fast, and Zhong Yuan arrived in front of the two people on the inside of the corner of the stairs in an instant.

With the wind of the fist, it directly hit one person's chest.

The man's reaction was not slow either, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​raising the gun and firing, and instead quickly placed the rifle in his hand across his chest, trying to resist Zhong Yuan's fist.

"what?"

Zhong Yuan's punch made that person dumbfounded.

I saw Zhong Yuan's fist directly hit the rifle in the man's hand, and the strong force directly bent the rifle in his hand.

Although the rifle on the man's chest resisted a lot of Zhong Yuan's punch, the wind from his fist was directly released on the mercenary's chest.

The lingering wind of the fist tore the clothes on the mercenary's chest in an instant, and the remaining force on the fist was still strong with the wind of the fist, and it hit the mercenary's chest abruptly.

"Wow."

The man spat out, and the blood in his stomach and chest was like a flood that opened the gate, and it sprayed directly onto the stairs.

The power of Zhong Yuan's punch was impressive, it directly broke eight of the man's sternum, and the strong force also sent the man down the stairs for two or three meters.

Seeing such a sudden situation, the last person panicked, turned around and wanted to run down the stairs.

But the man found that he could not go now.

One of Zhong Yuan's hands had already grasped the rifle that was resting on his chest.

The man had no choice but to take off the rifle lanyard around his neck.

But before he took two steps on the stairs, the mercenary noticed a huge force coming from his shoulder.

The man wanted to break free, but found that his shoulder seemed to be clamped by a vise, and he couldn't break free at all.

"Where do you want to run?"

Zhong Yuan threw the rifle in his hand aside, took a big step, and instantly came to the mercenary's side, and his powerful giant palm was directly pinched on the mercenary's shoulder.

The man's eyes were full of fear at this time, and he turned his head slowly.

"Boss, I really don't understand why you want to attack us."

The mercenary looked at Su Chen with shock in his eyes.

He also didn't understand why his boss wanted to kill him, those black bat killers were obviously enough.

"You really think I'm your boss?"

As Su Chen spoke, he circled the tiger knife in his hand around his wrist.

"who are you?"

The man's brows were tightly furrowed, and the mercenary's eyes were not only filled with fear, but also unwilling.

But that man didn't want to just die here. His instinctive desire to survive broke out. The mercenary touched his waist and quickly pulled out a shiny dagger.

"I still want to resist!"

Zhong Yuan, who caught the mercenary, also saw the man's movement, squeezed his right hand suddenly, and quickly clenched his left hand, and punched the mercenary's back with one punch.

The lingering wind from Zhong Yuan's fist directly tore the man's clothes, and the strong force from his fist was directly transmitted to the mercenary's body.

"Crack."

Hearing a crisp sound, the mercenary's lumbar spine was directly blasted by Zhong Yuan's fist.

Before the man could yell out, Su Chen also made a move. The Tiger Knife held tightly in his hand swung forward, and the sharp blade directly slit the mercenary's throat.

The man touched his neck with both hands, opened and closed his mouth, and the blood in his body also flowed out from the wound on the mercenary's throat.

The man stared, his eyes still on Su Chen in front of him. He didn't expect that his life would end here.