Lin Feng scolded and dodged again and again, but no matter how he dodged, he couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the three big dogs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he had received high-intensity training, in a space surrounded by walls on all sides, Lin Feng's running speed was obviously not as fast as the lightning-fast plateau Tibetan mastiff!

Lin Feng decided not to dodge in vain anymore!

When the first black fierce dog pounced on him, Lin Feng leaned over and swung his knife......

A bloody light flashed, and the black Tibetan mastiff in the lead fell five meters away in front with a "poof", the chest and abdomen were cut open, and a mass of internal organs and a puddle of black-brown liquid flowed to the ground.

With a successful blow, Lin Feng grinned and held the "Thunder" again and scolded with a smile: "Come, pet dog, grandpa killed four African lions in the African grassland, I haven't practiced for a long time, I feel a little rusty, today, I will order, just a few broken dogs!"

The other two fierce dogs seemed to be very spiritual, and not only did they not panic when they saw their companions being dropped by each other, but they glanced at each other, and then quickly attacked from the left and right flanks at the same time......

Lin Feng swung the knife again, his body rotated in place, and with the two muffled sounds of "poof", the two ferocious and athletic canines fell to the left and right at the same time, and never stood up again......

Looking at the two sturdy fierce dogs again, their bodies seemed to be shortened instantly, and when they looked closely, they found that they were cut off their heads by Young Master Lin from the gap in the Adam's apple at the same second.

Thick black blood gushed out from the Tibetan mastiff's broad neck......

Lin Feng grabbed two bloody Tibetan mastiffs in one hand, and waved the blue "Thunder" in his hand in the other, standing there very cool and posing in a handsome pose, but it looked very funny.

At this time, there was a commotion, and a group of men armed with shotguns poured out of it, led by the mustachioed island country Ikeda Shu with a bowl on his head.

"Damn, I said, this kind of dirty thing like reversing organs is really fucking evil, it turns out that you island beasts are involved, and now I understand!"

Saying this, Lin Feng wiped the blood stains on the "Thunder" on the dog's head, and then threw the two bloody dog heads in front of Ikeda Shu, then took out a cigarette and lit one and took a leisurely puff and said: "With a white cloth belt wrapped around his head, he is paralyzed and more handsome than others, I think your island fishermen's ability to pretend to be forced is really fucking good!"

In fact, Master Lin didn't know that the white cloth strip wrapped around the head of the big devil Ikeda tree was not to be handsome, it was actually a way to show loyalty in the island tradition.

This kind of white cloth is called "bowl rolls" in the island country, and Ikeda Shutou bowl rolls at this time are also making a vow to the dead members of the "Black Dragon Society" that they must regain the lost dignity of the "Black Dragon Society" in China!

At this time, I saw that Ikeda Shu, the devil of the island country who had already left the anger, shook the mustache on his mouth, and asked the young man in front of him in stiff Chinese: "Hey, friend, we don't have any conflict of interest, why did you break into our studio?"

"Damn, do you still need to ask about this, don't you know the little bit of coercion you guys are messing with? A nest of island country miscellaneous things, grandpa, I'll clean you up in a while!"

Lin Feng looked playful, but still didn't answer what he asked, because he didn't intend to answer the question of this island country beast head-on.

Ikeda Shu, the devil of the island country, did not attack immediately, because he had already seen Lin Feng's move just now.

Killing three Tibetan mastiffs in an instant, he had never encountered such a skill.

Because he couldn't figure out the details of Lin Feng, Ikeda didn't dare to act rashly.

The next moment, the island devil changed his strategy: "This gentleman, I don't want to find out why you came to our studio, but I just want to ask you to leave immediately!"

"Damn, if you say I'll leave if you leave, wouldn't that make me very faceless!"

Saying this, Lin Feng took a sharp puff of cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt to the ground and twisted it with his foot, then held the "Thunder" and slowly walked towards the group of thugs with shotguns in their hands.

At this time, a strong man opened the safety of the gun, and just as he was about to raise the gun to shoot, Ikeda grabbed the barrel of the gun and stopped him: "Don't shoot, this is very close to the city, so as not to alarm the police...... Don't use a firearm, you can use any other weapon!"

At Ikeda's signal, the gangsters put down the shotguns in their hands, and then pulled out their respective guys from behind them, and then slowly stepped forward, and then formed a circle around Lin Feng.

"Come on, come on, one piece, the provincial Lao Tzu will bother chasing people in a while, quick, I'll shout one, two, three, you guys do it together!"

Lin Feng was still smiling, and when he was talking and laughing, he seemed to be playing a game with the vicious gangsters in front of him.

The heroes were amused.

They have seen a lot of people who don't know what to do, but they have never seen such a person who doesn't know how to live or die!

Just when they were hesitating whether to do it according to the rhythm that the demonic young man in front of them said, Lin Feng had already begun to count: "One-two-three-start, do it!"

I don't know if it's a psychological hint or something else, anyway, under Lin Feng's shouting, a group of thugs actually did it very cooperatively, and the rhythm came from the sound of the young master Lin......

After a "crackling" blunt object and the impact of flesh, the heroes fell to the ground in wailing, and then lay on the ground screaming and moaning.

The big devil Ikeda Shu knew that the Chinese kid in front of him was powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful, and in a blink of an eye, he put himself into more than a dozen subordinates, and it seemed that it was a very wrong decision that he didn't let his subordinates use firearms.

With this in mind, Ikeda glanced at the group of thugs lying on the ground with his eyes, then pulled out the heirloom knife behind his back, and then slowly raised it above his head.

"Damn, big sword, holding a piece of pig iron and making a blind gesture, this thing is embarrassed to use in front of grandpa, come, grandpa will let you see what is the strongest swordsman in the world!"

Saying this, Lin Feng put away the "Thunder" and inserted it into his land combat boots, and then used his feet to pick up a long steel knife on the ground that was shaped like an island country's Japanese sword, and then slowly raised it above his head in imitation of Ikeda Tree.

"Come on, grandson, big devil, grandpa is going to use your broken blade to kill you in seconds now, believe it or not, just one move!"

Lin Feng didn't raise his head, as he spoke, he took out a cigarette and lit it again, and then took a leisurely puff and spit out a beautiful smoke ring.

The big devil Ikedaki's face was slightly red, and a kind of anger surged from the bottom of his heart.

Ikeda had never seen such a rampant Chinese, and besides, the other party was a milky teenager.

If it were to talk about free fighting, Ikeda couldn't guarantee that it would be the opponent of this rampant boy.

However, when it comes to swordsmanship, Ikeda thinks that no one can go through ten moves on his own.

According to this kid, he wants to kill himself in one move, and the big devil Ikeda Shu suddenly feels that this joke seems to be a little too big.

However, there was one thing that made Ikeda very unhappy, and that was that the kid on the other side didn't seem to treat himself as a dish at all, and was still smoking a cigarette there at the moment of the duel, and he didn't seem to be ready to look at him squarely.

There is one thing that the big devil Ikeda Shu is very clear, that is, no matter how strong people are, they will have weaknesses!

For example, the weakness of the rampant Chinese kid in front of him is that he is too confident, and his self-confidence will be full of flaws, and then he will expose the corpse to the wilderness.

The enemy is currently smoking, and Ikeda has found at least five empty doors from the Chinese teenager opposite, and these empty doors have been exposed to the public at the moment when the other person is smoking.

Thinking of this, Ikeda was secretly lucky, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the other party.

Lin Feng seemed to understand the dark psychology of the samurai of the island country, and while smoking, he held the hilt of the knife tightly, and then tensed the muscles of his whole body and waited for the sneak attack of the big devil Ikeda Shu.

As if he had calculated correctly, it didn't take long for Lin Feng to feel the chill from the blade of the big devil Ikeda Tree......

The sound of the wind and the flow of the atmosphere exposed the movement of the island warriors, and Lin Feng swept his sword accurately as he turned around, then turned around and flipped with one hand, and then caught the sword that the other party had taken off.

With a muffled snort, Ikeda's right hand holding the knife was cut off at the wrist, and then the island devil knelt on the ground with his arms covered and closed his eyes with a dark purple face.

One of the big devil's arms was solved with a knife, Lin Feng picked up Ikeda Shu's knife and glared at him and exclaimed, "Yo, it's really a good knife, but it's ruined in the hands of your turtle grandson!"

Lin Feng said this heartlessly and walked inside......

At this time, Ikeda Shu, the devil of the island country, raised his head in pain, and then his face was covered with a sinister color.

Looking at Lin Feng's swaying arrogant back, Ikeda Shu threw away his blood-spurting right hand, groped his waist with his left hand, and then took out an Italian Bolaita Model 92F pistol.

Just as he held his trembling left hand and aimed the gun at Lin Feng's tall and slender back to pull the trigger, he saw Young Master Lin wave his hand back, and then a cold light floated by......

A biting chill came from his neck, and the big devil Ikeda Shu's throat was sweet, and his head, which had the iconic mustache of the island nation and was wrapped in the iconic bowl of the island people, rolled five meters away in an instant!

The head fell to the ground, and the corpse of the island man was not as heroic as his master, and he fell to the ground with a "poof" at the moment after being beheaded.

The headless Ikeda tree threw himself at Lin Feng's five bodies like a pilgrimage, and the samurai of the island country made a posture of worship by the strongest warrior!

The blood on the poor islander's right wrist had just stopped, but the blood on his neck spurted out again, instantly staining the ground within a radius of four or five meters, as if he wanted to atone for the bloody sin he was all over his body.

The eyes of the struggling and moaning thugs who fell to the ground widened in horror, and they were struck by a terrifying spectacle that was speechless.

In addition to the terrifying scene of Ikeda Tree being killed, what shocked them even more was that Ikeda Tree, the first samurai of the "Black Dragon Society" of the island nation, did not hold up a move in front of this demonic boy.