Chapter 115 Shadow

Wang Feng watched these people walk over, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, then found a chair and sat down, looked at this person while smoking, and did not speak.

When everyone walked out, this person turned his head to look at Wang Feng, and the look in his eyes suddenly changed, looking at Wang Feng like two cold lights.

"Brother has to report his name, otherwise he won't know who to seek revenge on when he arrives at Hades, wouldn't it be too miserable." Wang Feng said leisurely.

"Shadow!" The man simply said a word and shut his mouth, as if he didn't even bother to say a word more.

"Shadow? This must be a code name. Wang Feng extinguished his cigarette and looked at the shadow, "Have you ever lived in a special group?" ”

The pupils in the shadow eye also contracted together, but soon returned to normal, and then slowly took out something more than a stick from his body, this thing was a triangular edge, and there was a small groove on each edge, which was dark black, and seemed to faintly exude a faint smell of blood.

Wang Feng is no stranger to this thing, this is the once glorious military thorn on the special forces, and it is a very lethal weapon.

It is said that the appearance of this weapon can be traced back to the anti-Japanese period at the earliest, when fighting bayonet battles, there are often bayonets stabbed into the body because of the pressure in the chest, the bayonet can not be drawn out for a while, life and death on the battlefield can change instantly, so whether the bayonet can be drawn in time has a vital role.

Later, someone invented the method of making a groove on the bayonet, so that after releasing the pressure in the chest, it is inconvenient to quickly withdraw the bayonet, and because of the effect of pressure, the speed of bloodletting is also very fast, but the blood on the person will be exhausted in three or five minutes, and the lethality can be described as terrifying.

Later, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, according to this situation, someone invented the military thorn, and almost everyone in the special forces at that time would have such a necessary weapon on their bodies, and later developed to the present, it became a triangular type, and each corner surface will have a groove, and the bloodletting speed is a few points faster than before.

I didn't expect this special weapon to be seen today, Wang Feng had only heard of this kind of thing before, but he had never seen it with his own eyes.

Ying gently touched the triangular thorn in his hand, and there was a very strange look on his face, as if he had met his old friend, and it was like treating his lover, and that feeling was absolutely incomprehensible to outsiders.

Even in a peaceful society, there are still many secret strife between countries, and a person who has experienced life and death and blood baptism on the battlefield will have a strange sense of dependence on his best weapon. Because this is the only guarantee that they will survive on the battlefield.

Shadow's eyes are also very strange, and can even be described as gentle, gently touching the weapon in his hand, Shadow slowly raised his head to look at Wang Feng, and at this moment Shadow's body felt completely different.

If the shadow just now was a sword in the sheath, then the current shadow is definitely a sword out of the sheath, and the feeling of death that emanates from the whole body is definitely not something that an ordinary person can pretend. That is the real murderous aura that can only be exuded by the baptism of life and death, blood and fire.

"I don't like to kill, but sometimes I have to." Shadow's voice was slow and slow, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him, but in life, there are some things that he has to do. ”

As soon as the words fell, the shadow moved, and his whole body rushed towards Wang Feng like a spear, the murderous aura that he brought up was like a raging storm dragon, and his body was already imminent before a powerful murderous aura arrived, and the eyes of the people who were approaching seemed to be talking about pain.

Wang Feng suddenly laughed, his movements were also very fast, and suddenly he grabbed the chair he was sitting on and slammed it over, and smashed it on the ground, and the chair suddenly became torn apart, and broken wood flew all over the sky.

And the shadow's movements were like a swimming fish in the water, and his body twisted and dodged, and his body still stabbed at Wang Feng's chest without changing.

"Your grandmother's." Wang Feng screamed, rolled out, just dodged the thorn, and picked up an iron rod on the ground and stalled it, but after the shadow struck away, his wrist flipped over, and he stabbed it diagonally, just blocked by the iron rod that Wang Feng came over.

With a metallic sound, Wang Feng felt that his hands were a little numb, and then he turned over again, and swung towards Ying's feet instead of retreating.

The shadow jumped leaningly, and then the three-edged military thorn in his hand flew up and down, always stabbing at an incredible angle, not only light in action, but even giving people the illusion that they didn't feel any threat at all. But the more this happens, the greater the threat, and the invisible threat is the biggest threat.

The two of them fought very fast, just a moment of kung fu had already taken several shots, although they were not injured, but Wang Feng screamed strangely in his heart, these special forces who did not know why they retreated were really powerful, they were all people who survived the test of life and death in the war, not only did they move quickly but also made a dead move, leaving no way to live at all. This kind of person is also often the most terrifying.

Wang Feng didn't have any bottom in his heart if he continued to fight, after all, his experience was still worse than these people who were in the company of death, and people who had not really experienced the test of life and death could not compete with them.

However, although Wang Feng is worse, it is not too bad, and his nature does not end in life and death, and he has a different view of life and death from ordinary people, and it is precisely because of this that he can not fall behind under the attack of Ying is completely dead hand.

But after a long time, no one knows what will happen, Wang Feng knows better than anyone else that these people who can be called killing machines are by no means able to defeat on their own for a while, so he must make a dangerous move to win.

After making up his mind, Wang Feng shouted, and the iron rod in his hand smashed up, one stick after another, completely with the momentum of life and death, leaving no room at all, the brave of the two armies wins, and the fight is the same, if the momentum loses to the other party first, then this fight will not be able to fight.

However, Ying is not a mortal, although Wang Feng is brave in attacking, Ying is not in a hurry at this time, he just sees the move, and when Wang Feng is exhausted, it is also his best opportunity to attack.

Sure enough, after more than ten hard hits, Wang Feng's movements couldn't help but slow down, and the shadow at this time was not comfortable, his right hand was sore, numb, swollen and painful, Wang Feng's strength was indeed not something he could imagine, these dozen hits were down, and the shadow was now weak, and the flexibility of his right hand was greatly reduced, but he would never let go of this fleeting opportunity.

Suddenly, the shadow handed over the three-edged army thorn to his left hand, his right hand took the iron rod that Wang Feng hit, and the left hand held the three-edged army thorn and stabbed it at a very strange angle, this time Wang Feng seemed to be unable to rub it off-board, and the three-edged army thorn suddenly pierced Wang Feng's left leg, and there was a soft sound, and blood gushed out.

The shadow couldn't help but be stunned, feeling that the triangular army thorn in his hand first seemed to be not ** but some hard object, although he reacted quickly, but the hair flute that was less than a fraction of a second just now had already ruined him.

At this moment, the corner of Wang Feng's mouth appeared with that evil smile again, and then the iron rod in his right hand suddenly let go of his hand and hit Shadow's chest with a punch, a muffled sound came, and Shadow couldn't help but kick back seven or eight steps, and then his body was crooked and almost fell, and his face was suddenly red.

Wang Feng's punch was not light, Ying only felt as if his chest was about to explode, and the burst of oppression made it seem difficult to breathe.

On the other hand, Wang Feng was not comfortable, although he was injured just now, and the shadow was hit hard, but at this time, blood was also flowing on his thighs.

Wang Feng smiled again, then limped to a chair and sat down, took out a cigarette from his body and lit it, took two deep breaths, his face was slightly pale, and he glanced at the shadow and said, "What's the matter, buddy, are you still fighting?" ”

This shadow has eased up, and he also knows that if Wang Feng rushed over directly just now, he would already be more than lucky, so he also felt strange, he didn't know why Wang Feng let himself go at this critical moment.

Slowly walked over, looking at Wang Feng, "Why didn't you make a move just now?" ”

"Why should I make a move?"

"Just now is your best chance to kill with one blow, if you rush over, I will die in your hands in less than ten seconds, why don't you do this?"

"Why would I do that?" Wang Feng asked rhetorically.

Ying was silent for a while, and also pulled a chair and sat down, seeing Wang Feng throw a cigarette, Ying hesitated for a moment or picked up the cigarette on the spot, as if he had not smoked, just took a puff and coughed again, his face was even redder, this time it provoked Wang Feng to laugh, after a few breaths, the redness on Ying's face retreated, slowly spitting out smoke rings, and Shadow's eyes also surged a hazy feeling like this smoke.

"Tell me why you left there, I'm nothing else, I'm just curious. Even if I die, you will let me die to understand whether it is not. Wang Feng didn't have a guarded look at all at this time, but chatted like an old friend.

Ying glanced at Wang Feng and didn't speak, just slowly smoked a cigarette, and a painful look surged in his eyes, as if too much pain was hidden in his heart. Wang Feng looked at Ying's expression, suddenly sighed, and then stood up and walked out. Ying also stood up, looking at Wang Feng's figure, his heels moved but he still didn't speak.

When he arrived at the door, Wang Feng stopped, then suddenly waved his hand and said a word. "Goodbye, because I'm sure we'll meet again one day." After saying that, he walked into the night.