Chapter 916: Clumsy Tactics

Knowing that you would attack here, Song Chuyang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his face was relaxed.

The reason why he knew this tactic was because he had seen it in magazines before, and at the time he was amazed at the sophistication of this tactic, but he didn't expect to practice it today.

But when he encounters him Song Chuyang, this tactic is a fart.

The moment Song Chuyang jumped into the air, he aimed at the bullet that was shooting at him.

The flying leopard short knife flashed in the sky, and below Song Chuyang, there were fragments of bullets and bullets all over the ground.

This time is only one second, and some people have to practice this action for a lifetime.

Although the sneak attack from the air was resolved, it did not have a strong reversal of the current situation.

Damn, the bayonet below has to be solved, Song Chuyang thought secretly in his heart.

The brain was running fast when gravity was falling, and it was time to use that trick, which was a trick that Song Chuyang had painstakingly cultivated when he was surviving on a desert island, using his mind to control the weapon, and the only drawback of this move was that it lasted for a short time.

Speaking of which, I haven't used it for a long time, Song Chuyang suddenly sighed.

"It's really cheap for you!" Song Chuyang muttered to himself.

And the flying leopard short knife in his hand was very neatly out of his hand.

The enemy below saw that Song Chuyang's weapon had fallen, and there was a disdainful expression in his eyes.

You must know that dropping a weapon on the battlefield is a taboo for soldiers, and if it's ugly, the person who drops the weapon is a waste, so it's no wonder that Song Chuyang is looked down upon.

But is this really just Song Chuyang's mistake? The answer, of course, is no.

As soon as the flying leopard short knife broke away from Song Chuyang's hand, it was like a life, and it cut through the bayonet around Song Chuyang from top to bottom, and Song Chuyang was able to survive on the blade thanks to the help of the flying leopard short knife.

There were more bayonet blades on the ground, and the enemy was even more annoyed, and pulled out the pistol from his back.

Will Song Chuyang give them a chance to shoot, the Flying Leopard Short Knife is now in Song Chuyang's hand, and he shot the Flying Leopard Short Knife out with a roundabout kick.

This time, the purpose of the Flying Leopard Short Knife is not a sword, but a person.

The slow reaction was wiped by the flying leopard short knife, and the quick reaction took the opportunity to attack Song Chuyang, who had no weapons.

Coupled with the attacks of the assassins not far away from time to time, there are many people, but in fact, there are quite a lot of advantages.

"Lao Tzu can fight 800 rounds empty-handed. Song Chuyang said very proudly.

Now this scene can really be described as a rain of bullets, which is very unfavorable to Song Chuyang who does not have the flying leopard short knife, but Song Chuyang is not afraid of it.

The bullet of the enemy with the bayonet before was an ordinary bullet, Song Chuyang only needed to catch it lightly, and then throw it back, then this bullet would shoot the enemy on the opposite side like having eyes.

The only thing Song Chuyang had to guard against was the dozen or so assassins in the distance who were holding the first sniper in Asia, and if their bullets hit him, it would be fatal.

At this time, the enemies around him were almost beaten, and the flying leopard short knife over there also solved a lot of enemies.

Song Chuyang was sweating profusely and holding the bloodstained flying leopard short knife, panting deeply.

Around him, there was a river of blood and countless corpses, and this scene was quite a kind of miserable independence.

"You bitches who don't see the light have a kind of going out to fight with Lao Tzu. Song Chuyang shouted loudly, his eyes wandering around.

But no one responded, but the bullets came in a steady stream.

His grandmother's, don't eat my agitation method, Song Chuyang raised his hand and chopped the bullet that hit him with the flying leopard short knife.

Another wave of gunfire struck, Song Chuyang pursed his lips, and suddenly, his mind flashed.

His eyes were fixed on his surroundings, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and when the bullet was shattered by him, he threw the flying leopard dagger in one place, and a figure fell to the ground, at which point the bullet began to bombard wheels again.

Song Chuyang grasped the opportunity, rushed forward to take the flying leopard short knife, and made an enemy disappear the second after the bullet was fired, so that in the past few seconds, many disguised enemies died one after another.

Song Chuyang had a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, he had successfully seen through the other party's strategic layout.

The other party uses the advantage of numbers to perfectly hide everyone's whereabouts, the purpose is to shoot the target permanently, but unfortunately the large number of people is both an advantage and a disadvantage.

Since they want to hide, they are bound to move, once one of them is not cooperative, then the other companions will suffer, Song Chuyang is to seize a person's loophole and fight back.

There should only be one assassin left, and Song Chuyang made a rough estimate of the number of deaths.

At this time, the person facing Song Chuyang was really a person, and this form of counterattack was a bit fast, so the remaining assassin immediately couldn't hold on, and whispered to the walkie-talkie to report the current situation.

"Report, the intelligence is wrong, the strength of the other party should not be underestimated......" Before the man finished speaking, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

The assassin suddenly picked up the No. 1 Asian sniper next to him and aimed it at Song Chuyang, and Song Chuyang kicked the gun into the distance with a kick.

The assassin ran out of weapons and fought with Song Chuyang with his bare hands.

"Do you still want to fight me after all this?" Song Chuyang said gloomily, restraining the assassin in three or two strokes.

"Aren't you going to say anything?" Song Chuyang asked angrily, stepping on the assassin.

"No comment!" the Assassin tilted his head, intending to die.

Song Chuyang saw through his intentions at a glance, and immediately grabbed this person's neck, "If you want to commit suicide to get rid of it, I will let you succeed?"

The Assassin coughed as he couldn't breathe.

"Actually, I'm quite merciful to my enemies!" Song Chuyang paused, "I'm not as cruel as other enemies, I'm a person who pays special attention to the sexual well-being of human beings. ”

"So if you are still so stubborn, I don't guarantee that you will be alive for the rest of your life!" Song Chuyang said and kicked the assassin.

The Assassin fell to the ground in pain, his expression pained.

Song Chuyang continued his yin and yang weirdness: "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing you have to know, I also have a title outside, called Xiaobawang, I don't know if you have heard of it." ”

"Oh! no...... Impossible!" the assassin looked horrified.

Damn, I've hit a big luck!

Little Overlord is a god in the industry, it's rare for mortals to see it, and I can meet this nameless and scoreless person?

"Are you really, Little Overlord?" the killer lowered his head, stared openly, and asked again cautiously, for fear that he had been tortured just now and had heard the errand!

Song Chuyang didn't talk nonsense, flew up with a kick, and kicked directly at the assassin's head.

He said lightly: "I will not allow others to doubt me!"

The Assassin's kick was strong, although torture was a must for them.