At such a juncture, it would be false to say that there is no fear.

It's just that once some people immerse their minds in what they are about to do, they will invisibly ignore death.

Han Dong is of this type.

put him to death and came back to life, I don't know how many times I saved him.

Eric heard the movement and locked on to Han Dong with his eyes vigilant. The black muzzle of the gun, as steady as a rock, is controlled in the hand.

Staring at Han Dong's every move, he gradually relaxed.

The man had dirty hair and slightly long hair, and when he walked, he limped and dragged one leg, and there were blood stains, and he was simply wrapped in clothes. It looks like I've been shot.

Judging from the appearance, although the other party didn't speak, he still directly recognized it as Luke.

Han Dong wasn't sure if there was a significant difference between his English pronunciation and Wu Yunkui, and he couldn't care about it, his face was full of weakness: "Erik, I was shot in the leg, can you take me away." Those damn cops."

As he spoke, he kept observing Eric.

When he didn't see anything unusual on the other party's face, he quietly sighed in his heart.

This disguise should be enough to deceive him.

Eric greeted him warmly: "Hey, we're friends. I came here to save you. ”

Han Dong's brows furrowed inadvertently, feeling the threat and oppression brought by the other party when he stepped in.

His mind was full of gratitude: "Eric, when you leave this country, I will definitely repay you well." ”

There are ghosts in each other, and the distance between the two is less than two meters between the conversations.

Eric had already reached out affectionately, looking like he was going to help Han Dong leave.

Killing intent is like substance at this moment.

If the opponent has an arm the thickness of an adult's thigh, it is enough to easily break anyone's neck.

Han Dong inadvertently stumbled, and when Eric was about to catch him, he fell to the ground, clutching his leg and exhaling in pain.

"Luke, what's wrong?"

The situation was completely under Eric's control, and he didn't bother to pretend anything, a pair of light brown eyes, more ruthless, and as ferocious as a wolf.

As the man spoke, the short body continued to pull Han Dong up from the ground.

Only halfway through, there was an abrupt acceleration.

A stake swept across Han Dong's neck.

Disguise aside, Eric, who seems to be stupid, is completely flexible and disproportionate to his size. Han Dong, who is more than 1.8 meters tall, was shrouded by him and looked like a child.

Han Dong had already prepared, turned his head, and skillfully dodged away.

The bloodstained, clothed right leg, kicked out like a spring.

If this kick is all standing, it will not have any lethal power.

However, Han Dong was on the ground, and Eric leaned over and almost brought his face up.

The shadow flashed, and Eric dodged to one side in horror.

I still didn't expect that Han Dong's right leg, which was claimed to have been shot, was intact at all, and his reaction was half a beat slower.

Click.

A kick in his face.

Eric snorted, caught off guard by the stars in his eyes.

Liquid entered the mouth, salty and fishy. Blood, it's blood in the nose.

The sudden sharp pain made his eyes pantothenic, and if it weren't for his super ability to resist blows, tears would almost overflow.

He stood still in a rage, roared angrily, and kicked out with all his might.

“！！”

When Han Dongren kicked Eric, he was pushed back nearly a foot by force. Seeing this, the body turned halfway, and the person bounced to stand up.

Eric was surprisingly fast, one kick missed, and the man was like a tank, pushing sideways and approaching.

The sound of footsteps touching the ground is like thunder, like an earthquake.

Han Dong dodged for a while, but couldn't dodge the second hit.

He was forced to raise his hand and put his arm on Eric's hand.

As if he had been hit by a vehicle, his body moved sideways uncontrollably. If the arm that had just healed from the gunshot wound was broken, the wound would open directly.

Han Dong fought Eric during the peacekeeping.

The difference in size is very fatal, but Han Dong at his peak is not afraid, not that he can't cope with it.

But now, in all calculations, there are still mistakes.

The full force of the kick just now hit Eric's most vulnerable face. He didn't even have any buffer time, held back the pain, and directly launched an attack.

The trembling right arm made Han Dong dare not snatch his edge again. hand, silently holding the gun on his waist.

Eric had been guarding him for a long time, and it was such a brief gap that people were approaching. grabbed Han Dong just to take the gun, and he didn't have time to raise the wrist of the muzzle.

Too close, Han Dong's skills stagnated and even degraded, while Eric was always improving.

One reversal and one positive have created such a situation.

One wrong step and one wrong step, Han Dong had no choice but to face the difficulties.

wrist, caught in Eric's big hand like an iron hoop.

I don't dare to retreat, and I can't retreat again.

The five fingers are released, and the gun immediately falls. Han Dong forcibly stabilized his body and moved sideways with the help of force.

Eric grinned, with a big mouth and a mouth full of irregular teeth.

The nickname King Kong is generally derived from this, at least Han Dong only feels that the other party and humans do not belong to the same species at this moment.

This kind of person should mean invincible in the era of cold weapons.

Han Dong didn't have time to laugh, in fact, no one could laugh when faced with a monster like Eric who was about to hug him.

Walking on the border between hell and the world, close to the end of the world. He didn't dare to slack off a little, and his body dodged back. The next moment, his head hit the grinning Eric in the face with all his might.

Muffled!

When Eric shook his head, Han Dong's right arm turned around strangely, and in violation of human physics, he got the dagger that Eric hid in his leg with his left hand.

Swish!

Blood burst out, and Eric was electrocuted.

A double image appeared in Han Dong's eyes, which was the sequelae caused by the impact just now. Only move, not slow at all, just like Eric just now pressed towards him.

The situation, an unusual reversal.

Eric's eyes flickered, and a bit of panic finally flashed.

How can this man be so familiar?

He is now sure that the other party is not Wu Yunkui, who is it

But no matter how much doubt there is, he can't stop his body and arms, and he has been scratched continuously.

Trying to distance himself, the other party was as nimble as a sticky candy, as if he could guess where he was going to retreat next.

Such aggrieved made Eric roar non-stop.

There's pain, there's anger.

The blurred vision followed the growing wounds on his body. All of them made Eric start to get agitated and out of control.

Suddenly, he avoided the vital point of the throat. Elbows, from top to bottom, hit with all your might.

The sound of the wind made people feel that even a stone would shatter under this blow.

Partial to the east of the country, there is no way to avoid it.

The muscles on the side of his face moved slightly, Han Dong's wrist moved slightly, and the dagger with the tip facing down stopped directly at the landing point of Eric's arm.

Squeak!

There was an eerie noise, like the sound of metal scraping against bones, and Eric's earth-shattering screams seemed to pierce the eardrums.

Blood, and then rained down on Han Dong's face.

The huge force made Han Dong unable to control the dagger. With a sassafras, the dagger moved down, and the numbness of the five fingers hit. Eric's unstoppable elbow slammed into Han Dong's shoulder.

At the time of life and death, Han Dong's eyes became more and more devoid of any brilliance, and they were as dead as an abyss. The pain of the shoulder shattering, I don't feel it at all.

With a casual flick of his left hand, the butt of Eric's semi-automatic rifle pressed against Han Dong's abdomen.

Eric shuddered, and his eyes, which were somewhat dazed by the pain, quickly focused, looking at the young oriental man in front of him, whose makeup was almost half gone.

"Han"

He finally knew why this person was absolutely strange and familiar when he first came into contact with him.

It was Han Dong, the peacekeeper who had made Charles angry and issued a kill order, but he was still unharmed.