"Brother Kun, how can this be?"

Mengzi was dumbfounded, in his heart, Hou Zhengdong has become synonymous with invincibility in the world, single-handedly killing eight killers, and there is also a sniper among them, the famous Baitongguan disciple in the southeast was also defeated in his hands, how could he not even beat a little Japan?

"What are you anxious about?"

Sha Kun frowned, and looked at Hou Zhengdong and the two who were staring at each other without looking back, "He's testing Little Japan's kung fu, besides, the knife made by Little Japan is very sharp, if you accidentally get stabbed, it'll be over." ”

"Moreover, I think Hou Zhengdong seems to have done it on purpose, just now he had time to dodge this knife, did he deliberately confuse that little Japan and show weakness to the enemy?"

"No, it's too dangerous, if Little Japan's knife goes in a little more, won't Brother Dong be injured?" Mengzi's eyes widened in astonishment.

"You ****** be quieter, don't you see that little Japanese girl can understand you?"

Sha Kun turned his head and glanced at Mengzi, "Look at you with peace of mind, by the way, check your gun, there will definitely be a bloody battle in a while, Hou Zhengdong is right, the Japanese are going to use us to hone the sword intent of bullshit before we die." ”

"Brother Kun, I know, look, Brother Dong has attacked."

Mengzi suddenly stretched out his hand, and a hint of ecstasy appeared on his face.

Hou Zhengdong didn't know that his image in Mengzi's heart was so tall and mighty, he was thinking about whether it was a quick victory, with the cautious character of the Japanese, he definitely wouldn't just arrange such three people to surround them here, there must be a hidden backhand.

Just now, Hou Zhengdong was indeed a tentative move, of course, not only to confuse Inoue, but also to test Inoue's ability, and the result was not too bad.

Although Inoue is not very old, he also has some ability, and he is indeed a difficult enemy to deal with, no wonder he said that he wanted to hone his sword intent, and he really learned the true ability of what a knife flow.

Of course, for Hou Zhengdong, it is not much of a problem to dodge bullets, and it is naturally not difficult to avoid his knife, but if the thunder means are revealed at the beginning, they will not play any role in honing the sword intent, it must be several guns firing at the same time, no matter how powerful the kung fu is, it will be a thorough death.

Unless you can kill these people in the shortest possible time, before the ambushers can react, drive over and leave them behind.

After testing Inoue's kung fu, Hou Zhengdong made up his mind to fight quickly, and he believed that Sha Kun would definitely be ready in the future.

Hou Zhengdong twisted his neck, held the belt with his right hand and shook it, and there was a "snap" sound, and the belt was like a long eye and a dexterous drill in front of the well, and it was slammed on his cheek, and a deep blood mark quickly emerged.

"Okay, Brother Dong is amazing, you don't need to grind, just beat him to death with a belt." Mengzi laughed, slapped his thigh with his right hand, and pulled out the pistol in his trouser pocket.

Fujiwara Bukuma held the huge desert eagle in his hand, and when he saw a big man with a strong figure on the other side pull out a pistol, his heart jumped, and he quickly turned his head and glanced at the small house not far behind him, eager to immediately send a signal to let the people hiding inside rush out.

However, the signal he sent didn't work, the person in charge of this level is Inoue Hana, this young master of Beichen's sword, this Burmese execution is to hone his bullshit sword intent, in Fujiwara Bukuma's opinion, no matter how powerful his kung fu is, he can be faster than a bullet and can withstand a missile?

"Miss Kako, are you going to get them ready?"

Fujiwara Bukuma stared at the two spectators on the other side of the bridge, and slowly moved towards Misaka Kako, he was not interested in the fight on Inoue, he just wanted to complete the task of organizing and behead Kunsha here.

"Fujiwara-kun, don't worry, these Chinese are dead."

Misaka stared intently at the two people who were fighting together on the field, "When you shoot for a while, you must not hit the head, you must leave a living mouth." ”

Her voice paused, a look of madness flashed in her eyes, and the little fragrant tongue slowly poked out of the cherry mouth, on her sexy and plump lips, "It's been a long time since I've tasted blood, you won't know, the moment the blood comes out of the veins, it's so delicious, it's crazy." ”

A beautiful woman bites the neck of a dying person, gulping down the blood, thinking of this scene, Fujiwara Buxiong subconsciously shuddered, the hand holding the desert eagle trembled slightly, and her voice trembled a little, "Okay, okay, Miss Kako." ”

As soon as his voice fell, the fight on the field became more and more intense.

Inoue Huacao was furious, since he was successful in swordsmanship, no one had ever been able to hit him, and he didn't expect to be slapped in the face by a young Chinese man today, and the hot pain made him go crazy in an instant.

As a disciple of the great grandmaster Chiba of Beichen Yidao, coupled with his own strong martial arts, Inoue Hanacao has always had the share of bullying others, and today, Inoue Hana, the pride of heaven in the eyes of the Japanese people, was actually pulled in the face by a Chinese with a belt.

It hurt not only the face of Inoue Hanao, but also the heart of Inoue Hanao, which was simply a hard kick in the face of the proud Inoue Hana, and this pain completely aroused the anger in his heart and made him fall into madness.

Holding the long knife in both hands and roaring, Inoue Huacao slashed out frantically.

Hou Zhengdong stepped forward with his left foot, squatted slightly, his left fist was protected in front of his chest, and his right hand was holding the belt.

The long knife grazed Hou Zhengdong's chest shirt again, but this time it failed to cut off a button of his shirt, Inoue cut the flowers and plants empty, his feet tightened, his hands were recovered halfway, and the knife in both hands was cut off like lightning.

Unfortunately, just before his long knife was cut down, a big foot kicked him under the crotch so hard that he could even hear a small sound, like the sound of an egg being pinched, and then the pain almost made him faint.

However, Inoue Hanacao was the personal disciple of the Great Grandmaster after all, and in this case, he did not faint, but took advantage of the situation to hold the knife with both hands and slash it in the air.

Hou Zhengdong's right hand shook, grabbed the end of the belt with his left hand, and with a mistake in both hands, he grabbed the long knife in Inoue's hand and pulled it down, and at the same time yelled, "Kill!" ”

The cold blade stabbed into the right chest of Inoue Huacao like lightning, and a stream of blood **** came out, splashing Hou Zhengdong's head and face.

Inoue Huacao screamed and fell heavily to the ground.

Hou Zhengdong raised his head slowly, licked his tongue on his lips, and opened his lips, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, but there was a red patch between his lips and teeth, coupled with a grim smile on his face, a devil from hell.

"Bang!"

Shots rang out.