Two companions were killed, and the ninjas finally noticed the cold wind standing outside the window, and hurriedly raised the MP5 submachine gun in their hands and fired at the window.

"Bang bang ......"

The bullets flew towards the cold wind as if they were hit, and even the cold wind would be turned into a hornet's nest.

Of course, Leng Feng knew the consequences of being hit by a bullet, and he wouldn't be so stupid to stand still.

Facing the oncoming bullets, Leng Feng didn't panic in the slightest, took Mo Ran's hand, and then took her to the side, dodging the ninjas' shots.

Although the bullet was flying towards the cold wind, the cold wind was also worried that it would hurt Mo Ran by mistake, so he took the initiative to take her hand.

However, Leng Feng didn't know that his actions like this made Mo Ran's heart full of sweetness.

The ninjas were still firing at the windows, bullets ricocheting everywhere, hollowing out walls and floors.

After a while, the ninjas ran out of bullets almost at the same time, and they stopped to change their magazines.

"Ling Ying. The cold wind said over the radio.

"What's the matter, do you want to help?"

"Do you dare to have a melee fight with those ninjas?"

"Of course, go you!"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Ying left cover and rushed towards the ninjas who were changing bullets.

Leng Feng handed the sniper rifle in his hand to Mo Ran's hand, and said quickly: "I'll go in first to deal with those ninjas, you wait, what I promised you will be done!"

With that, the cold wind jumped over the window and rushed towards the ninjas with Ling Ying.

Twenty-eight ninjas, all of them are experienced in combat, even if it is cold wind, it is not so easy to deal with them.

As for Ling Ying, his melee combat ability was not strong enough, but he didn't back down.

Only by constantly fighting can he improve his abilities, so Ling Ying is more excited than anyone else, this is the first time he has fought so many powerful ninjas in close combat.

Cold Wind has an extra dagger with a wing mark in his right hand, and the feathers of his wings can transform into shapes, which is the biggest help for him.

It's just that there are only two things that can be shaped, the first is a dagger, and the second is a long sword.

However, this is also enough for the cold wind.

The ninjas saw the cold wind and Ling Ying rushing towards them, and hurriedly pulled out the swords behind their backs to meet them.

None of them are weak, and in close combat, they have a lot of combat experience.

In addition to ninjutsu, the most powerful thing about ninjas is their mobility and melee ability, and although they are not superpowers, they are sometimes stronger than them.

Ling Ying also had an extra dagger in his hand, and he always carried a weapon with him.

Two people challenged twenty-eight middle ninjas, which can no longer be described as crazy.

But Leng Feng and Ling Ying are so capricious!

Leng Feng clenched the dagger in his hand, kicked his right foot hard, rushed into the crowd, and began a frantic attack.

For cold winds, offense is the best defense.

And Ling Ying also knew this, so he also learned like a cold wind and rushed into the encirclement of the ninjas with a dagger.

For a while, the hall was filled with the crisp sound of weapons colliding, and the figure of Leng Feng was like a ghost, rushing in and out of the ninja's encirclement.

Mo Zhen, who was hiding behind the cover in the distance, looked at the blood boiling, he had also experienced such a fierce battle before. Now seeing Leng Feng and Ling Ying fighting the ninjas, he can't wait to join the battlefield himself.

Hua Yong clenched the gun in his hand, he also had the urge to join the battlefield, after all, Leng Feng and Ling Ying seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Mo Zhen clenched his fists, and then said in a deep voice: "Hua Yong, you go and help them." ”

Hearing Mo Zhen's words, Hua Yong was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Mo Zhen.

"Boss, but your safety ......" Although Hua Yong wanted to help Leng Feng and Ling Ying, he was more worried about Mo Zhen's safety.

"I don't need your protection, here is Pan Mumu, I won't be in danger. ”

Mo Zhen's words resolved the worry in Hua Yong's heart, Hua Yong nodded vigorously, then took out a dagger and rushed in the direction of the cold wind.

He also watched it with enthusiasm, and now that he has Mo Zhen's permission, what else does he have to scruple about.

Hua Yong's melee ability was even stronger than Ling Ying's, after all, he had been trained since he was a child. Ling Ying couldn't defeat him without using his abilities.

When it comes to melee ability, Leng Feng is confident that he won't lose to anyone except Wolf Fang.

Thirty seconds passed with Cold Wind's dagger as he shuttled between the ninjas' attacks, but the ninjas didn't even touch a single hair of Cold Wind, and he killed two of them.

As for Ling Ying, his melee ability was not strong enough, and not only did he fail to kill a ninja, but he was cut by the Taidao several wounds on his body.

But at least, Ling Ying wouldn't be killed, he knew how to protect himself.

With Hua Yong's addition, the pressure on Leng Feng and Ling Ying was greatly reduced, and Hua Yong's performance couldn't help but make Leng Feng look sideways.

Cold Wind can confidently walk through the siege of these ninjas alone, and can guarantee that he will not be defeated.

But Ling Ying was there, and Leng Feng had to be distracted to protect him, so his ability to fight back was greatly reduced.

But now with Hua Yong joining, Leng Feng can really show his strength, because Hua Yong will protect Ling Ying.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Cold Wind's mouth, and the dagger began to spin in the palm of his hand.

At that moment, a ninja raised the sword in his hand and stabbed it towards Cold Wind's throat.

Facing the opponent's attack, Leng Feng smiled disdainfully, leaned slightly to the left side, dodged the sharp knife, and then waved his right hand forward.

"Sneer......"

The dagger swirling in the palm of his hand slashed the ninja's throat, killing him.

Mo Ran stood in front of the windowsill, holding the sniper rifle that Leng Feng threw at her, quietly watching the battle in the hall.

Her gaze stayed on the figure of the cold wind, and as for the others, she ignored them all.

It's as if the whole world is left with her and Leng Feng.

More than 20 middle ninjas besieged the three of Leng Feng, but they failed to take any advantage, but were killed by Leng Feng instead.

After Hua Yong joined, the pressure of the cold wind was greatly reduced, and he could finally let go of his hands and feet to kill.

Mo Ran pursed her lips lightly, looking at the figure of the cold wind shuttling through the crowd, her heart was beating fast, as if her breath was also driven by the cold wind.

Cold Wind's movements became faster and faster, his hands rising and falling, killing a ninja with each blow.

Every ninja died in the same way, all of them had their throats slitted by Cold Wind's dagger, and not a single drop of blood could touch Cold Wind's clothes.

Ling Ying was different from Hua Yong, the two of them had more or less ninja blood on their bodies, or their bodies were cut.

But the cold wind is different, he can react well, dodging the opponent's attack, and dodging the blood spurting from the opponent's throat.

He had a serious habit of cleanliness and could not accept the blood of others on his body.

The number of ninjas was decreasing, and gradually, the hearts of these ninjas began to tremble fiercely, and everyone began to be afraid.

They are not afraid of bombs exploding, but they are daggers that are afraid of cold winds.

Leng Feng made the same action every time he killed, cutting the other party's throat.

This is the most cruel and extreme method of killing for ninjas.

Because his throat was cut, he could clearly see his blood gushing out before he died, and he could feel the pain and coldness in his throat.

Even if you die, you will see yourself die.

No one dares to bear such pain.

So these ninjas began to tremble and felt fear!

But no matter how frightened they are, they can't retreat, because they are loyal to Ryosuke Nishino and will completely obey his orders, even if they die in battle, they will never retreat.

It's just that their fighting spirit has been greatly weakened, which makes Leng Feng even more crazy, because these ninjas are already tired of coping, and their combat effectiveness is not as good as before.

Ryosuke Nishino, who had been watching from a short distance, trembled fiercely in his heart, and he finally knew what fear was.

Before this, Ryosuke Nishino had always thought that Leng Feng was a little white face, but now, he found that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

Leng Feng actually has such a powerful combat ability, killing the most powerful ninja under him.

If this continues, all his men will die, and he will have no chance of living.

Although he was ready to die, Nishino didn't want to die under the dagger of the cold wind.

Another ninja was cut by the cold wind, Ryosuke Nishino finally couldn't stand it anymore, the sharp pain in the ninja's right hand, and roared loudly: "Stop!"

When the ninjas heard the order, they quickly stopped their attacks and retreated behind Ryosuke Nishino.

For a moment, the banquet hall was completely silent.

The cold wind's breathing was a little rapid, his spirit had been tense just now, but now as soon as he relaxed, the feeling of exhaustion hit him instantly, making him unable to control his breathing.

Fourteen corpses lay on the ground. The blood stained the floor red, and it looked so shocking.

Each corpse had a deep wound in their throat, and they had all been killed by the dagger of the cold wind.

Twenty-eight middle ninjas besieged the three of Leng Feng, but they were half killed by Leng Feng instead.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Hua Yong and Ling Ying both showed a wry smile on their faces, the two of them did not have any sense of existence, and the limelight was all robbed by the cold wind.

Not only did the two fail to kill any of the ninjas, but they had several more wounds on their bodies.

Especially Ling Ying, he had the most wounds on his body, blood was constantly pouring out, and the pain made his brow frown all the time.

Although he didn't kill any ninja, he gained a lot of experience in this battle, and at least his reflexes were worth affirming.

Leng Feng took the dagger and walked towards Ryosuke Nishino step by step.

Next, it's time to settle the reckoning with him!