Chapter 70: Migrant Worker Man, Death!

The danger of such an unknown situation is best avoided immediately.

At this time.

Swish!

A few black shadows came out of the dense forest, and the black shadows quickly pounced on him, and at the same time shouted coldly: "Migrant worker man, suffer death!"

Sure enough, there was an ambush!

Chen Zhuo looked at the visitor coldly, his brows furrowed slightly. In the past few days, he has killed the murderers of Rongcheng upside down, and he had long guessed that there would be outlaws to attack him, but he didn't expect the other party to be so bold and dare to intercept him on the road.

There were three people coming.

Left, front, right!

On the left is a grim man with a long, narrow steel knife in his hand.

In the middle is a middle-aged man with a scar on his forehead, and his weapon is also a knife, but it is the most common machete.

As for the right, it's a little fat man.

The little fat man's eyes were dripping, and he held two daggers in both hands, half a step behind the two people.

Seeing that the original ambush plan failed, the grim man's eyes flashed: "It is worthy of a blood sword, and it actually has such a keen sense of danger." Even if we try our best to hide our shapes, and even minimize our breathing, you will still be able to detect it in advance.

But!

Useless!

You can't escape today!"

"Migrant worker man, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!" shouted the little fat man.

Chen Zhuo sensed a strong danger from the three of them, which showed that the strength of the three of them was probably not weak.

Three to one!

He's at a disadvantage!

Escape?

Since the three of them dared to ambush here, they must have fully understood him. One of them must be good at speed, and as long as he dares to escape, he is afraid that he will fall into a disadvantage in an instant.

In front of an enemy who is faster than you, the last thing you can do is to turn around and run away, which is equivalent to exposing your back to the enemy's nose.

You can only fight against the water!

Chen Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly thought about countermeasures.

Suddenly, an inspiration flashed in his mind: "Migrant workers, you are the demons of the Creation Organization!"

For so many days, he only wore a civilian uniform when he killed Liu Xianmu last time, and according to Gao Chengyan's words, Liu Xianmu was a member of the Creation Organization.

Chen Zhuo instantly figured out the key.

"No wonder Brother Gao said that after killing these cult people, the other members all pounced on them like mad dogs, and they never stopped. The fanaticism of the members of these organizations is truly incredible. ”

"The more this happens, the more you should be killed!"

Chen Zhuo's eyes turned cold.

On the right, the little fat man said proudly: "You are really smart, you guessed our identity so quickly." But we're not demons, our creation organization is the supreme body that came to save everyone before the end of the world. Migrant worker man, as long as you put down the butcher knife and devote yourself to repentance. We can open up the net for you to join our organization. It's important to remember that June 18 is coming soon, and there is a great deal to join our organization on June 18. If you bring your family to join, you can also enjoy a meeting with a leader above the supervisor. I see that your bones are extraordinary, and the heavenly spirit is covered with ......."

"Shut up!"

The cold man frowned and shouted, and at the same time waved his hand: "Kill!

At the same time, he stepped hard and rushed over with a steel knife.

As for the middle-aged man in the middle, he didn't say a word, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent. He wielded a machete and followed suit. Every step made a dull roar, and his whole body exuded a powerful momentum, approaching Chen Zhuo.

At the moment when the man spoke, Chen Zhuo had already taken the lead, and the whole person turned into a phantom and rushed towards the little fat man. This is the first time he has faced the siege of several people, and the opponent's strength is not weak, once he falls into the encirclement of three people, the consequences are quite serious.

So each must be broken!

And the little fat man has become his target!

Kill!

The sharp sword light killed in an instant.

"Damn, why are you coming at me?618 I'll give you an eight-percent discount, no, a seven-percent discount. Don't come here......"

The little fat man seemed to be startled and began to scream.

However, the next moment, Chen Zhuo's face changed suddenly, and his body suddenly turned in the air and rushed towards the middle-aged man next to him.

He's out of sight!

Originally, Chen Zhuo thought that this little fat man was the weakest of the three, but at the moment when the other party moved, Chen Zhuo found out. This guy is good at speed!

And it's comparable to the speed of a would-be martial artist!

Being able to evade the blockade of his long sword in an instant can only be reached by the extreme speed of a would-be martial artist.

Sure enough, no one should be disgraced.

The little fat man looks like a ball, but his speed has reached the realm of a quasi-martial artist.

This person, dangerous!

Even if Chen Zhuo can defeat the other party, it is not something that can be done in a short time. Especially at this moment, there are also a fierce man and a middle-aged man next to him. Once you are entangled by the little fat man, it is a life and death crisis.

"Hurry back!"

"Shift the target!"

Chen Zhuo's mind was racing. At the moment of approaching the little fat man, his body suddenly turned around and rushed towards the middle-aged man. At the same time, the long sword trembled, and its strength exploded in full force.

At this moment, he displayed his strongest body and sword skills.

The shadow-like body style avoided the middle-aged man's big knife and the steel knife of the yin man on the side almost in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the twin swords in his right hand slashed out the sky.

Ten swords in one second!

Eyes, throat, heart, lower abdomen...... In an instant, all the vital points of the middle-aged man's whole body were enveloped.

He had to deal with one person in the shortest possible time, even if he was injured.

"Not good. ”

The middle-aged man didn't expect Chen Zhuo's body style to be so weird, he killed the little fat man one second, and attacked him the next. The change was instantaneous, and he couldn't react at all.

When the monstrous killing machine came, his face changed drastically, and he yelled: "Help me!"

It's late!

Chen Zhuo struck with all his might, how could he return in vain.

In the past few days, he has experienced several fierce battles almost every day, and dozens of life-and-death battles have made him quickly gain practical experience, and he is not a novice at all. At this moment, he instantly judged all the follow-up actions of the middle-aged man.

No dodge!

There's no escaping!

Crash......

The long sword made a dull slicing sound from the middle-aged man's left shoulder to his lower abdomen, and the blood sprayed was accompanied by the middle-aged man's mournful wail.

But the next moment, Chen Zhuo snorted. His back was slashed by the steel knife of the grim man, and blood immediately stained his clothes red.

In the blink of an eye.

Both sides were wounded!

But Chen Zhuo's injuries were far worse than those of the middle-aged man. He didn't even frown, his eyes flashed with a more fierce look, and he continued to pounce on the middle-aged man desperately. His body style surpassed the opponent too much, and at this moment, the other party was seriously injured, where could he block the attack of Chen Zhuoru's **** class?

Burst!

The long sword was directly inserted into the opponent's back, Chen Zhuo didn't even look at the results, and instantly drew his sword and retreated. In this way, the opponent's crazy counterattack was stopped. At the same time, the body wanders and launches the next fierce attack again.

"Help me!

The middle-aged man's eyes were full of despair, and he shouted at his companions.

Hemp eggs!

Two wastes, watching him being attacked and still don't want to find a way, eat shi?

He couldn't dodge Chen Zhuo's attack at all, and in just a few seconds, he had already been hit by several swords on his body. The middle-aged man simply didn't hide, he stood in place, covered in blood, and a big knife slashed wildly around.

"Damn, this Blood Sword is a madman. ”

When the yin man heard the middle-aged shout, he was anxious, but he was helpless. Because no matter how he attacked, Chen Zhuo didn't seem to see it, and he didn't care about his attack at all.

At this moment, Chen Zhuo's injuries were not less than those of a middle-aged man, but he avoided the key points every time. So although there are many injuries, they are not serious. But even so, the blood on his body had already stained his clothes red, and if he had been someone else, he would have collapsed long ago. However, Chen Zhuo seemed to have no pain, and his expression even became calmer.

"Crazy!

The more the man hits, the more frightened he becomes, who can still maintain a calm expression after being injured so much? Or is it not a human being? Even if the patience of ordinary people is high, the throbbing pain of the nerves will make their faces distorted, this is the instinctive reaction of the body, and it is not something that they can control at all.

But Chen Zhuo didn't frown.

It's as if I've long been used to such things.

This person is either insane, or his spiritual will has reached a terrifying height that he cannot imagine.