"Hey, hey!" Frank smirked and took a step forward with his gun, "Are you mistaken, now that you are under our gun, you still dare to negotiate terms with me?" Don't worry, for the sake of that million dollars, I won't let you die too easily, I will make a video of your death and send it to my employer, I believe he will be very satisfied. ”

At the end of the day, Frank stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, apparently enjoying the torture.

"A million dollars? Still need a video? It seems that this employer doesn't hate me in general! Mo Feng got these two pieces of information from Frank's mouth, knowing that the other party paid a million dollars to kill him, and also asked these people to make a video of the process of his death, how much he hated himself!

Who could this man be? Mo Feng quickly went over the people he had offended over the years in his mind, and suddenly, a name stayed in Mo Feng's mind.

White book right, must be white book right, only he can afford to pay a million dollars? But what puzzled Mo Feng was, how did he know that his son Bai Yuyang was killed because of himself?

"Didn't Bai Shuquan let you come!" Just as Frank, who was afraid of long nights and dreams, wanted to raise his gun to break Mo Feng's legs, a deafening sound suddenly exploded in the ears of Frank and Van Caschi.

"It's not!"

"I don't know!"

In the face of Mo Feng's loud shout containing true qi, the two of them first went blank in their minds, and then made the most real reaction at the same time.

It was Frank who said "no", and it was Van Caschi who said "I don't know", Van Kaschi was only a member of the Tyrannosaurus mercenary group, and he certainly couldn't have known the source of the mission.

After all, Frank and the others were from the elite of the special forces, and it only took a very short time to come to their senses, if the other party took advantage of the blank in his mind to make a move. The consequences ...... Thinking of this, both Frank and Van Caschi saw a look of deep horror in each other's eyes.

"Do it!" Feeling that the advantage was exhausted, Frank was unwilling to drag it out any longer, and as a flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, he gave the order to kill Mo Feng with the code that the Tyrannosaurus mercenary group knew.

"Da ......" As the two fire snakes erupted again, the dense bullets instantly enveloped Mo Feng's body about five meters away, under such strong firepower. Not to mention an ordinary person, even Superman is afraid that he will have to be torn to pieces.

A magazine was out of action in a matter of moments, and Frank raised his hand to signal Van Caschi to stop attacking, in this case, it would be unreasonable for Mo Feng not to die.

The reason why Frank is so confident is that he is not only a sharpshooter for the SAS special forces, but even his partner Van Caschi, with a rifle, can shoot more than nine rings at a distance of 50 meters.

You must know that the distance between the two of them and Mo Feng will definitely not exceed seven meters, at this distance. Frank was sure that even a gecko could knock its head off, let alone someone who was countless times larger than a gecko, and Frank seemed to have seen the pile of long-lost dollars in front of him.

According to the rules of the mercenary world, even if the other party has paid the money, the money is stored on the mercenary task platform belonging to a third party, and only after the task is completed can the money be transferred to the account of the Tyrannosaurus mercenary group.

It's just a pity that Frank can't shoot the video a little, but the other party promises that if the shooting is good, he will support a large commission.

Frank imagined it beautifully, but reality played tricks on him again. After the smoke cleared, Mo Feng, who he thought would definitely be beaten into pulp, was nowhere to be found. On the ground, David's body was riddled with bullets and did not look human.

At this time, Frank's mood can be described by the word despair, less than ten meters away, two world-class gunmen holding world-class assault rifles, so close to the other party to let the other party easily leave, more importantly, he didn't know how the other party dodged, how to fight this battle?

"I'll give you one last chance. Tell me who hired you to kill me, and I will let you live. ”

I don't know when, Mo Feng actually appeared in the place where he was standing just now, but his face was much gloomy than just now, and a palpitating coercion emanated from Mo Feng's body. Frank and Van Caschi, who were not far in front of them, were almost out of breath.

"Ahh Yellow-skinned monkey, die! ”

"Da Da Da"

Van Caschi was the first to resist the coercion exuded by Mo Feng, and as if he was crazy, he roared wildly and raised his gun and rushed towards Mo Feng, pulling the trigger and strafing as he rushed.

"Look for death!" Seeing this, Mo Feng scolded angrily, and rushed towards Fan Caschi like a ghost.

The speed at which the True Qi traveled between Mo Feng's meridians was almost extreme, and as the two silver doji stars lit up in Mo Feng's pupils, the speed of the bullet shot by Van Caschi suddenly seemed to slow down countless times, slowly squirming in front of Mo Feng's eyes like a snail, making it easy for Mo Feng to avoid it.

But all this has become another meaning in Frank's eyes, God, a bullet can't kill him, is he still a human?

Looking at Mo Feng walking through the rain of bullets, Frank's expression was as if he had seen a living Satan, and even the gun raised in his hand was lowered weakly.

Not only Frank, Van Caschi's feelings were even more profound, looking at Mo Feng who was rushing towards him quickly in the face of the rain of bullets, Van Caschi's heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, Mo Feng's move was far beyond Van Caschi's understanding, oh my God, what task did his head take over? Are we fighting Superman?

Speaking of time, in fact, all this happened in a very short time, three seconds were not used, and a total of thirty rounds of ammunition in one magazine had all been fired out by Van Caschi.

Just as the hysterical Van Caschi threw down the empty M16 and was about to take off the grenade from his waist and die with Mo Feng, Mo Feng, who was already approaching less than two meters in front of Van Caskey, gave him this opportunity, and with a wave of the black dagger in his right hand, a dazzling silver light flashed, and Mo Feng flashed to the side.

What does he want to do? Not only Van Caskey, but even Frank, who had just woken up from the horror, was also puzzled, when Van Caschi changed the magazine, it was a great opportunity to attack, but why did this Chinese man dodge? Could it be that he was hit by Van Caschi just now?

At this time, Van Caschi and Frang had the same idea, and if this were the case, they would not have to die together.

But when Van Caschi was about to raise his hand to retrieve the magazine hanging on his chest, he was surprised to find that his left hand could not be raised, and the strength on his body seemed to have been suddenly drained. (To be continued.) )