Stick is a bearded, thirty-something man.

His vigilance was very high, and Ma Zifeng had just deliberately made some footsteps, so he violently pushed away a beautiful woman next to him and pulled out a pistol that was still a little wet from her swimming trunks.

It seems that this pistol should be doing something inappropriate for children just now......

However, when he saw the person behind him, he actually laughed, "Haha, hello, my friend." Why don't you enjoy it? ”

As he spoke, he voluntarily put down the pistol and stuffed it into another woman's swimming trunks.

"Ahh

The woman had obviously been following Stick for a few days, and when she heard him say this, coupled with this action, she snorted at Ma Zifeng and licked her lips at him with silky eyes.

Ma Zifeng was unceremonious, glancing fiercely at his pair of unconcealed, swaying back and forth peaks, and then said to Stick, "I think you should know my intentions." ”

Stick nodded with his back to Ma Zifeng, and kept a mechanical movement under him, listening to the screams of the woman who was hit by himself, his breathing became heavy.

"Uh...... Yes...... Ah......h

After a while, Stick raised his head, stabbed to the deepest point, and after letting out a comfortable roar from his throat, he pushed the woman who was a little weak under him into the pool, and without shying away from Ma Zifeng, he walked to the seat and sat down.

"I know you're coming, but I don't know what you're here for. Say, do you want money, or women, or weapons? ”

Ma Zifeng shook his head and kept shaking his head.

Stick frowned, stretched out his hand, and took out a slight punch from under the chair again, pointing at the defenseless Ma Zifeng and said coldly, "Could it be that you want my life?" ”

"Boom-"

"It turns out that you were really sent by them to kill me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent explosion sounded from outside, and Stick's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly stood up, screamed, and fired.

"Da Da Da ......"

frantically knocked out a shuttle of bullets, but Stick saw Ma Zifeng still standing there with a faint smile, and his eyes looked at the little brother below him with disdain from time to time.

Truth be told, his little brother isn't that big. This is also a hidden pain for him.

"You go to die!"

I don't know why Stick still has so many weapons hidden around when he is swimming. I saw that he had just finished shouting, threw away the micro rush in his hand, and as soon as he raised his hand, he actually took off a grenade from under the sun umbrella. I pulled the tab open and threw it away.

Ma Zifeng was also unambiguous, his body was slightly sideways, his right foot was raised, and he accurately volleyed the flying grenade back at a faster speed.

"Ahh

The bullet hit Stick's lower abdomen accurately, and what followed, naturally, was the explosion of a grenade at close range.

"Boom!" With a thud, the air wave swept the parasols, deck chairs, and Stick. The flying shrapnel even scratched Stick's body with blood marks.

To Ma Zifeng's surprise, with such a close-range explosion, Stick did not die on the spot.

"You-I'm going to kill you!"

At this time, a stream of black gas appeared from Stick's body, and his eyes became blood-red.

"It seems that it was this evil black gas that saved his life just now."

Ma Zifeng guessed so in his heart, and as soon as his hand flipped over, the double kill of ice and fire appeared in his hand.

The sharpness of ice and fire is the nemesis of the dark forces! Fire purifies everything, ice freezes darkness.

He's got his weapons ready, and Stick's side is ready.

His weapons were none other than the two women who had just escaped.

He grabbed the women by the hair one by one, holding them in front of him, screaming and screaming as he tried to summon his guards.

Unfortunately, there was a complete chaos outside, everyone was resisting the onslaught of the Australian military, and no one came in to see if the leader they were enjoying was okay.

In fact, this can't be blamed on others, before this, there was once a subordinate, because Stick came in to report the situation when he was PK with three beauties, and he was shot in the head by the angry Stick.

Since then, Stick has given a strict order that no one is allowed to come in and disturb his good deeds when he is hey.

So, when Ma Zifeng's extremely accurate marksmanship shot a bullet that crossed ice and fire, passed through the narrow gap between the two women's heads, entered Stick's skull, and blasted it into a blood mist, no one entered.

"Ahh

The two women exclaimed at the same time, rolled their eyes and fainted.

Ma Zifeng glanced back, and the woman who had just climbed up from the pool was a little surprised.

After the woman came up, the originally flattering eyes suddenly turned into happy eyes when she saw Stick's headless corpse.

It seems that most of this woman was forcibly pulled over by Stick, using some means.

Stick died, and a pale black gas the size of a ping-pong ball floated out, and after a circle around his corpse, he tried to escape.

"Look, you're looking for you!"

Ma Zifeng grabbed it with his big hand, and the next moment, a white palm phantom appeared out of thin air, grabbed the black ball in the palm of his hand, and then held it hard, and the black ball dissipated with a 'poof' sound.

At the same time that this black ball was destroyed, Ma Zifeng also felt that the power in his body had weakened slightly.

"My judgment is indeed correct, the key to unlocking the imprisonment is these evil black qi scattered everywhere."

Ma Zifeng was overjoyed in his heart, and glanced at the woman who had just stood up again, and her figure disappeared in a flash.

The woman looked around in surprise, and after finding that there was no figure of Ma Zifeng anywhere, she settled down, slowly walked to Stick's side, pulled out the wet pistol from one of the women's swimming trunks, opened the safe, and shot at the headless corpse......

After leaving Canada, Ma Zifeng went to his next target, New Guinea.

New Guinea, the largest island in the Pacific Ocean and the second largest island in the world, has a total area of 786,000 square kilometers. Papua New Guinea, a country less than 50 years old, is much worse than Australia, a vast land.

Mikadosa, a former conspirator, is now the leader of a rebel group controlled by evil.

During the short period of time that Ma Zifeng was in a coma, he almost succeeded in controlling the whole of Papua New Guinea.

If it weren't for the action of Indonesia, which feared the death of its lips and teeth, I am afraid that the entire country that had declared its independence less than 50 years ago would have been subverted in this way.

When Ma Zifeng rushed to the sky above Mikadosa's territory, the lower part was already on alert.

Large numbers of heavily armed rebels surrounded Mikadosa's villa.

Even in the attic on the top floor of the villa, a large caliber anti-aircraft machine gun was erected.

Through the picture shown by Xiaoxi, Ma Zifeng saw that Mikadosa at this time was sitting in the study very calmly, flipping through an unknown novel and reading it with relish.

"This guy is not simple!"

Ma Zifeng smiled with interest, and his figure slowly fell downward, but his heart kept staring at Micadosa in the picture.

Just when he was a hundred meters away from the roof of the villa below, in the picture, Mikadosa suddenly frowned, gently put down the book in his hand, and pressed the intercom on the table at the same time, "He is here, it should be in the sky, and the anti-aircraft machine gun is firing at will." ”

Under the order, Ma Zifeng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Five seconds later, the anti-aircraft machine guns erected throughout the villa below began to shoot aimlessly into the sky, aimlessly spraying tongues of fire.

Ma Zifeng floated in mid-air and didn't move, feeling the machine gun bullets that swept by his side from time to time, and his heart was quickly analyzing.

"These evil black qi should originally be one, that is to say, as long as I eliminate one of them, the other people who are controlled by the evil qi will feel the sense of crisis in advance, and at the same time increase the sensitivity of the evil qi in my body."

Through his performance when he killed Stick for the first time, Ma Zifeng made a restoration of the truth of this fact.

Mikadosa listened intently to the movement outside, tapping his fingers on the table. On the surface, his face was very calm. But in his heart, he was very nervous.

This tension does not come from Mikadosa itself, but from the immature evil spirit.

In fact, these evil qi can be strengthened by absorbing the host's murderous and manic emotions.

Once they are given enough time, it is estimated that it will not be a joke to dominate the earth.

Of course, the premise is that there is no alternative existence like Ma Zifeng......

"These evil qi, although they have some simple wisdom, they are not smart enough, how to distinguish immortal cultivators."

The meaning in Xiao Xi's words is obvious, this is to remind Ma Zifeng to let go and do it, don't hesitate.

Ma Zifeng nodded, escaped together, and rushed into the villa.

Even if the corridor was also full of soldiers with loaded guns, no one could detect Ma Zifeng's arrival.

His speed was so fast that before even Mikadosa could give another instruction, Ma Zifeng had already appeared beside him.

Mikado was quick to let go, quickly pressed a button of the seat off-hand, and with a 'boom', a circle of transparent glass surrounded it and protected it.

"I've been preparing this device for you for a long time, and I'm afraid that you will come to assassinate me."

As he spoke, Mikadosa pressed the alarm button, and then, a rush of footsteps came, and the soldiers of the brigade rushed into the study, and the muzzles of black holes pointed at Ma Zifeng.

Ma Zifeng didn't care about this, he raised his right hand, knocked on the layer of bulletproof glass with the butt of the fire, and smiled disdainfully, "Do you think this thing can protect you?" ”

Mikadosa shook his head, and though he didn't say a word, his hand pressed somewhere again.