But just as the cold wind fired a shot, a grenade suddenly fell at his feet, and the grenade's tab had already been pulled open, and it would explode in a few seconds.

Leng Feng subconsciously glanced at the ground under his feet, and when he saw the grenade, his eyes suddenly widened.

If the grenade had exploded under his feet, he would have gone straight to Jesus for tea.

Years of combat experience made Leng Feng react quickly, and hurriedly kicked the grenade on the ground away.

The grenade exploded for a longer period of time, and the cold wind kicked the grenade directly into the mortar car.

"Boom!"

Just as it touched the trunk, the grenade exploded.

The force of the explosion blew up the entire car in an instant, and the mortars and two militants on the car were also engulfed in flames, and the flames broke through the sky for a while.

The heat wave from the explosion shook the cold wind back a few steps and even fell to the ground.

Some stone debris on the ground punctured the palm of the cold wind, and the pain suddenly made him gasp.

At this moment, nearby militants surrounded and prepared to shoot at the cold wind.

Leng Feng didn't have time to shoot with a gun, so he could only raise his left hand and open his clenched palm.

As the palm of the hand opened, a flash of light erupted from the aperture in the center of the glove, temporarily blinding the eyes of all the nearby militants.

While they were still covering their eyes and screaming, Leng Feng quickly jumped up from the ground, picked up his sniper rifle and shot at the militants.

But Leng Feng only fired two shots, only to find that there were no bullets.

Leng Feng touched the pockets on his body and found that all his magazines had been used up, and there were not even spare bullets left.

The bullets of the sniper rifle can only use exclusive sniper bullets, and other bullets cannot be replaced, so the M110 sniper rifle of the cold wind has been scrapped.

The fighting was no longer as fierce as it had been, and the militants slowed down the attack, reducing the pressure on the defenders.

There were injuries on both sides, and the militants suffered even more losses.

Cold Wind used the gun as a weapon and slammed it into the head of one of the militants, smashing his head directly to the ground.

"Bang!"

As the muffled sound sounded, the militant's skull burst instantly, and the blood inside the brain slowly flowed down the militant's nose and eyes, and the death was extremely miserable.

Leng Feng has no mercy, he is not a saint, if he does not kill, then he will be the one who dies.

The cold wind right now is just a madman who needs to kill to vent himself.

In the agent stronghold, Qiu Ya ran out of the office building and shouted to Hong Zexian on the roof: "Captain, the support force has approached Benin City, and the estimated time is five minutes." ”

"Okay, that's great. ”

Hong Zexian's face was full of joy, and then he pressed the radio and said, "Everyone, five minutes, we just need to hold on for another five minutes." ”

Leng Feng also heard the words on the radio, but he didn't have time to answer, he was fighting the militants hand-to-hand.

These militants may have relied on the large number of people, but they actually dropped their guns and started hand-to-hand combat with the cold wind.

Seeing that they were going to fight with themselves, Leng Feng didn't almost laugh out loud, and could only sigh in his heart that they were brainless.

Leng Feng stretched out his left hand and punched one of the militants in the chest, directly piercing the bones in his chest.

His left hand is wearing a mechanical glove, and each punch is as powerful as a shotgun, and it can penetrate a person's body directly into a person's body.

Defeating one man with one punch, Cold Wind shifted his position to the left, and then threw a punch with his right hand, hitting the head of another militant.

But at this moment, a man not far away pulled out a pistol, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the cold wind that was still in hand-to-hand combat.

Sensing the danger, the cold wind hurriedly stretched out his left hand and blocked it in front of him.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three gunshots rang out, and three bullets flew quickly towards the cold wind.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

But it turned out that it was all blocked by mechanical gloves, and the cold wind didn't even hurt the hair.

The cold wind that had successfully defended turned his palm at the man not far away, and snorted coldly: "Impact!"

"Boom!"

The air in front of the cold wind fluctuated, and the impact from the mechanical gloves shook the man in front of him into the air, and his body slammed into a car, directly denting the body.

Immediately afterward, Leng Feng stretched out his right foot and kicked the front of a car, moving the whole car backwards several meters.

And when the sedan was moving, it happened that one of the militants was not in a hurry to dodge and was directly hit in the abdomen by the body.

Ignoring the militants, Leng Feng picked up an AK47 on the ground and moved quickly, intending to find a good cover and shoot again.

However, Leng Feng suddenly sensed a strong sense of danger, and this sense of danger went straight to the bottom of his heart, making him can't help but shiver.

Suddenly, a man in a red coat appeared in front of Leng Feng, his right palm facing Leng Feng's head.

Almost subconsciously, Leng Feng raised his left hand, which was wearing a mechanical glove, and used the impact.

"Boom!"

The air in front of them fluctuated strongly, and the two impulses rushed towards each other.

The man took two steps back, but the cold wind flew upside down, and his back hit the wall of the house, knocking the wall directly out of a huge hole.

"Cardinal!"

This is the thought that flashed through Leng Feng's head.

He remembered that among the twelve bishops of the Vatican, there was a cardinal who had the ability to impact.

The impact of the mechanical glove was modeled after the cardinal.

The cold wind struggled to get up from the ground, and the pain in his body made him feel so weak that he couldn't get up from the ground right away.

He went straight through the hole and fell to the floor of the house. Not far from him were several terrified civilians, their bodies shivering for fear that the cold wind would hurt them.

But how could Leng Feng have time to take care of these civilians, he kept thinking about countermeasures, thinking about how to deal with this cardinal.

After all, every cardinal is an A-class ability.

And now that Cold Wind has no ability, it is not ordinarily stressful to deal with a combat-type A-class ability.

The cold wind was knocked away by the impact, but the cardinal only took two steps back.

Leng Feng didn't have time to think about why this guy was here, he just wanted to know now how he was going to face this crisis next.

After all, he is no longer an aerial killing god.

The cardinal's figure caught the eye of the cold wind, and he passed through the hole that the cold wind had knocked out, and approached the cold wind step by step.

"You Vatican are so idle. Leng Feng got up from the ground with difficulty, his face was full of sarcastic smiles, and said, "I actually have so much time to come to Africa, and I am still in this war-torn city." ”

"We've been tracking you for a long time, Cold Wind. The cardinal stared at the cold wind with a pale face, and said in a flat tone: "Our great prophet already knows everything that has happened to you, and between the sins you have committed, we in the Vatican have decided to hunt you down and bring you back to the church for trial. ”

The cardinal said with a righteous expression, as if the cold wind really had some heinous sin.

Every time Leng Feng heard a word, the sarcastic smile on his face became even thicker.

After the cardinal finished speaking, Leng Feng sneered all over his face, "Hehe, hehe." ”

The cold wind was really about to explode, and when he still had his ability, no one in the Vatican dared to provoke him, the god of air killing, but now that he has lost his ability, these cardinals actually began to hunt him down.

This is really a tiger falling in Pingyang being bullied by dogs.

Leng Feng was not only angry, but also felt deeply unwilling.

What an ironic thing to do.

He was unwilling, really unwilling. He could not allow himself to be taken away by the people of the Vatican, let alone die at the hands of the people of the Vatican.

"You are no longer an aerial god, you are not my opponent, I suggest you go back to the Vatican with me. ”

The cardinal's words were ostensibly exhortation, but in fact they were full of sarcasm.

It was as if he was laughing at the cold wind that had lost its powers.

"You're dreaming!"

The cold wind squeezed these three words out between his teeth, then raised his left hand and used a flash.

He had to strike first.

Few of the twelve bishops are easy to deal with, and when the cold wind is still killing gods in the air, maybe they can still abuse them.

But now everything is different, and Cold Wind can only overcome them with the help of skill.

The flash of light worked and caught the cardinal off guard, temporarily blinding his eyes.

However, he did not panic, but raised his hands and pushed hard in the direction of the cold wind.

As the air began to fluctuate, the cold wind felt a powerful thrust rushing in its direction.

Cold Wind knew that he had no chance to dodge, so he had to stretch out his left hand and use the impact as well.

The two balls of air collided together, and the first to be dispersed was the impact of the cold wind, because the main body of the impact was the cardinal, and the cold wind was only with the help of external forces.

The cold wind was sadly knocked away again, and his body hit the wall.

But fortunately, the cardinal's shock force had been eliminated a lot just now, so the cold wind didn't hurt much.

The cold wind fell from the walls and fell to the ground in embarrassment, kicking up a lot of dust on the ground.

At this time, the cold wind was embarrassed, and the handsome black clothes were covered with dust.

The power of the flash didn't last long, and these cardinals were not comparable to ordinary people, their bodies were much stronger.

When the cold wind was about to get up from the ground, the cardinal's eyes had returned to normal, and then he walked towards the cold wind with a gloomy face.

That stinging in his eyes just now, and he needed to vent now.

"I've been ordered that if you resist, I can kill you on the spot!"

The cardinal walked up to Leng Feng's side, and after roaring loudly, he kicked Leng Feng in the abdomen with his right foot!