The rain was pouring down, and the wind was raging.

At the foot of the mountain, four long-haired strangers from Xianshou Town, sitting or standing, were resting.

The two explosions that suddenly rang out on the mountain, and the three unmuffled gunshots, attracted the attention of the four men.

"Bastard! Didn't the master have already solemnly explained that bombs are not allowed to be used, and guns must be silenced! Peng Hao, what is he doing, if he attracts the surrounding people and the government, how can this end? ”

Peng Ming admired the newly promoted Golden Dome Master so much that he had always carried out his orders as a golden rule, and when he heard the violent sound that the storm could not cover, he suddenly stood up and said angrily.

Uncle Seventh Uncle's knife-like eyes swept Peng Ming lightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said to himself: "The situation, something is not quite right......

"What did you find, Seven?" The fourth master raised his eyes and asked.

"It stands to reason that among that person, our golden silk rain poison was the first, and then, I was hit by a palm in the front chest, and thirteen and one palms in the back chest, and I was also knocked by the fourth brother, you injured three acupuncture points in your left leg, and you were able to continue to fight with us and finally escaped here, not only did not fall, but also ran up the mountain, which is already a miracle. The dozen or so people brought by Peng Hao are not good people, and they don't know how many lives they have harvested at gunpoint, they are definitely good at fighting this kind of hunting war, otherwise, the master would not have taken such a big risk to get them in from abroad, but until now, he has not cleaned up the man, forcing the bombs to be used, which is really a bit unbelievable......

"What does the seventh mean?" The fourth master's face changed and he stood up.

"I think it's time for us to get moving. Chances are, that man has a helper on this mountain, a helper who is even more powerful than we imagined! ”

First the mad dog, then the jackal, the pink scorpion, in the blink of an eye, Peng Hao's four fierce generals who shocked the Asian mercenary world were gone.

The three members of the mad dog group were beaten into angry living dead people by some means, bleeding and trembling all over, as if they had been cursed by the devil.

The jackal's group of three, his two partners, like the previous three, are also living dead people who can only "ho ho", and the jackal was actually killed by the bullets in the barrels of his two partners after examining the wounds!

The Pink Scorpion group is even more terrifying, her two partners were obviously blown up by the grenades she carried, and she herself was actually stabbed to death by herself with a military stab!

Even though these mercenaries have survived from the sea of corpses and blood, they have never encountered such a strange way of death, such an incomprehensible Shura scene, even if they don't believe in ghosts and gods, they have to blame all this on the Netherworld Demon at this moment, because, until now, they haven't even seen the shadow of each other.

How can this battle be fought?

For a while, I don't know if it was because of the shock of the scene, or because of psychological fear and fear, except for Peng Hao, the other six people, all of them were pale and cold, and even worse, they simply held on to the trunk next to them and vomited.

They don't know if the next person to become the living dead is themselves.

What's even more terrifying than this is that they don't know when their comrades-in-arms around them will fall under the curse of the devil and suddenly turn around and shoot themselves?

Or, he was cursed and directly pulled out a gun and broke his head?

They don't have Peng Hao's strong nerves, many of them are already on the verge of collapse, and in the team, the last remaining team leader, the last of the four fierce generals, the color ape, swallowed his saliva and opened his mouth to persuade: "Hao...... Brother Hao, this guy ...... This fucking guy isn't human, or ,...... Let's go down first and think long-term? ”

"Go down? Do you think he's going to let you down? ”

Peng Hao finally woke up from his shock and rage, let out a cold snort from his mouth, and a cannibalistic flame flashed in his eyes.

At that moment just now, when he saw the elite subordinates who had followed him for many years, nine people were killed by the other party in an instant, the four powerful generals, two dead and one wasted, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and his blood rushed upward, and he almost didn't have a mouthful of angry blood spurting out.

"Tell you! In this situation, it is only possible to live if you are dead! ”

At the critical moment, Peng Hao still played the side of the leader, his fire-breathing eyes, swept over every team member, said lightly, snapped, dropped the submachine gun in his hand, took out the pair of stainless steel hand thorns that he had carried for many years, and carried them on his left and right hands.

Hmph, tearing off the shirt, under the chest full of all kinds of scars, on the waist of the eight-pack abs, there is an ancient hidden weapon cloth bag, and there are twenty throwing knives with handles pinned to it.

These twenty knives with handles were made for him by his master in Xianshou Town, and they were the foundation of his life, and this is the second time that he has used them for so many years.

It was only at this time that he truly realized the danger and difficulty of this operation.

He finally understood why the newly promoted Golden Dome Master would take a great risk to bring them in from abroad, definitely not to let him easily pick fruits with his subordinates and then take a great achievement, but to let him fight hard with the enemy, consume, or rather, send them to death......

This devil hidden in the woods, under the siege of the seven masters of Xianshou Town, not only seriously injured one senior uncle and two senior brothers and successfully escaped, but also ran all the way here under the pursuit of the other two senior uncles and two senior brothers. What's even more terrifying is that these killing gods, who are considered to be the elite of the battlefield, are as vulnerable as chickens and dogs in the eyes of others, not to mention cutting off other people's heads, they just want to go down the mountain safely, I'm afraid it's all extravagant hopes!

However, Peng Hao didn't know that the inhuman devil in his heart was actually two people.

"If you want to go back alive, you must first throw away your life!"

Peng Hao clenched his fists, and the sharp bone spurs glittered with cold light, and they made a mark on the left and right cheeks, as if he was performing a solemn ancient ritual. Then, sticking out his tongue, he licked the blood from the tip of his hand thorn, coldly, without the slightest emotion.

Seeing Peng Hao's posture, the remaining six members invariably remembered his reputation as the "King of Melee Combat", coupled with the stimulation of his bloodthirsty words and deeds, the fear in his eyes slowly faded, and they all took out the equipment for melee combat.

However, compared to these cold weapons, they still trusted the firearms in their hands more, and they did not throw them aside as domineeringly as Peng Hao.

"The one in the woods, come out and don't hide anymore! I know you can hear me, I know you can see all of us! It's a man's, it's upright, and I, Peng Hao, have a face-to-face life-and-death duel! ”