The gunshots rang out, and the scar man's figure was noticeably offset.

Because what Qin Jun's pistol was pointing at was his heart. The scar man's face moved violently with a calm face, and the upper part of his right chest immediately splashed with a splash of blood, and the blood even splashed blood red on one side of his face.

But the scar man didn't even frown. As if this shot was not hitting him, his body froze slightly, and he continued to pounce towards Qin Jun with a dagger in his hand.

The distance between the two was very close, and the speed of the scar man was extremely fast, so Qin Jun didn't have a chance to fire a second shot.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and the two strong arms slammed together.

The scar man attacked from Qin Jun's right side, and Qin Jun had to use his right hand holding the pistol to block the opponent's wrist. Although the two of them were close at hand, and the pistol was still tightly held in his right hand, Qin Jun would not shoot at this time. If he forcibly shoots with a gun, then the dagger in the opponent's hand will inevitably pierce his throat at the same time.

The stupid thing of exchanging a life for a life, Qin Jun will not do it, and he does not disdain to do it.

Seeing that the dagger was getting closer and closer to Qin Jun's throat.

The corners of Scar Man's mouth lifted slightly, and a cruel smile appeared. The whole face even became distorted with excitement, especially the scar on the mouth looked even more hideous and terrifying.

The two were at loggerheads, one attacking with a dagger and the other blocking with his arm. The two stout arms pressed tightly together. At this time, who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies, is more powerful than whom.

Scar Man is a typical white man, tall and with thick limbs, and he is very confident in the strength of his upper limbs. Even thumb-thick steel bars can be bent by his hands.

"Go to God." The scar man roared, and the muscles of his whole body immediately tensed, especially the muscles in his arms, which were bulging piece by piece.

The huge force was poured into his arm, and the dagger in the scar man's hand was actually opened little by little, and it was closer to Qin Jun's vital point.

"You're something to be proud of. Even the fighters of the American special forces could not last a minute in my hands. You're better than them, but you can't escape death when you meet me. The scar man seemed to have eaten the other party, and sneered.

Seeing that the dagger's sword was about to pierce into the skin. Scar's face became even more smug, and he yelled, wanting to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and stabbed the other party to death on the spot. But he suddenly felt that the dagger in his hand seemed to stop here, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the opponent's arm for half a minute.

Just when the scar man was shocked and annoyed. saw that the other party actually touched the skin that had just been cut by the dagger with his left hand with a relaxed face, and wiped off a trace of blood on it.

"If you only have that little ability, then I will have to send you to God. Gold Medal Warrior! The corners of Qin Jun's mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of a playful smile.

"How is that possible?" The scar man burst out, "Give me death." Before the words fell, the scar man swung his other fist and smashed it towards Qin Jun's face door in a furious manner.

Syllable.

A crisp sound came. The scar man looked at everything in front of him undoubtedly, his proud straight fist was actually grabbed by the other party with the palm of his hand at this time, and the strength he gathered on the fist just now was like a stone sinking into the sea, completely unloaded by the other party.

"This" Scar Man's face became extremely ugly. He tried to quickly pull his fist back.

At this time, he heard a cracking sound of bones breaking, coming from the scar man's fist that was pinched by Qin Jun.

The scar man suddenly howled in pain like a pig.

"Isn't it a gold medal warrior? Why don't you have the stamina at all, I just broke a few of your finger bones. Qin Jun frowned, but he didn't let go of the other party's consciousness.

"You and I fought with you." The scar man quickly drew back the dagger, wanting to bypass Qin Jun's right arm to attack the other party, but every time he was blocked by the opponent's right arm, he couldn't hurt the other party at all.

Qin Jun sneered and said, "Fight with me." You're not qualified yet. After speaking, his right hand formed a fist, like a cannon bursting into a borehole, and hit the scar man's forearm joint.

Hearing only a creak, the scar man's joints were instantly dislocated, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Scar Man screamed again in pain, but his nightmare was far from over. There was a sudden huge pull from his fist, which was being grabbed by the other party. He couldn't help but move forward.

Almost at the same time.

Qin Jun touched the ground on tiptoe, his whole body rose into the air, and with a violent knee, he hit the scar man's lower abdomen fiercely.

Wow!

A sharp pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow came from the lower abdomen, and the man with the scar only felt a sweetness in his heart, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

But that's the beginning tightly. Immediately afterwards, the top of the knee became more violent than the other, continuously hitting the scar man's lower abdomen and chest. It's like a construction site, those 10,000-ton pile drivers, one by one, continuously smashing the ground.

Although there is not a trace of external injuries on the scar man's body. But his internal organs and ribs in his chest were all smashed to pieces by Qin Jun's serial knees. At first, he just vomited blood, but later, he directly began to vomit out fragments of internal organs.

Boom.

The last knee fell, and Scar's body flew upside down like a rag bag. After hitting a stone pillar, it fell to the ground, and the red blood couldn't stop flowing out of the seven orifices, and after struggling a few times, he could no longer stand up. Only until he died, he didn't figure out how he, who still had the advantage, was counterattacked by the other party.

"Oh. I forgot to tell you, don't compare me to the American special forces. There is no comparison. Qin Jun sneered, leaned over, and ripped off the small golden card hanging around the scar man's neck.

"With this, Lao Lin's side is also on a good business." Qin Jun took the small golden card in his hand and rubbed it for a moment, then put it in his pocket.

At this time, the battle on the cold rain side has entered the white heat.

At the same time that Qin Jun was dealing with the two of them, two people armed with submachine guns in the courtyard had already been killed by sniper guns.

At this time, there were two members of the Hand of God armed with submachine guns in the courtyard, and they were frantically shooting towards the cold rain.

The two members stared intently at the movement of the cold rain upstairs. Almost all the attention was put into it. After all, snipers at long distances are just too scary. So much so that he didn't even know that his two companions were killed by Qin Jun.

"There are two left. Behind the wooden door of the low house at five o'clock and behind the stone pillar at seven o'clock. You are five, I am seven. Qin Jun picked up the other party's AK-47 from the ground, and pulled the bolt to load it with a click.

"Understood." The cold rain on the roof lay on his back behind the concrete pier, and he quickly reloaded the sniper rifle with a new magazine. Then he rolled around on the ground, suddenly rolled over, set up his gun, and aimed.

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