Chapter 36: The Knife of the Ghost Knife

"Originally, I thought your team was a gathering place for the old, weak, sick and disabled, and it was useless, but now it seems that it is still useful, at least you can find things as quickly as dogs."

Marcel laughed out loud, thinking he was humorous.

Even if he was not selected and automatically formed a team, Marcel still did not give up his sense of superiority.

"Since you dislike the medical kit in your hand so much, then give it to me."

Marcel showed his SOG S37 dagger, walked towards Xu Zilin and Yang, and said, "Although I am very reluctant to scratch your beautiful face, if you are disobedient, then you can't blame me."

In this 'hunting ground', the weak are destined to be hunted by the strong, and that's the rule of the game here! ā€

Obviously, after entering the "hunting ground", Marcel also quickly understood the rules of the game here.

"The weak are indeed destined to be hunted by the strong, this is the 'law of the food chain'. So do you feel like you're weak or strong? ā€

Bertha's voice came from behind the trunk of a nearby tree.

"'Ghost Knife' Bertha!"

Marcel stared at Bertha who came out from behind the trunk, his eyes slightly condensed.

Pitfall!

It's a goddamn trap!

Marcel had already reacted completely at this time, and understood why Xu Zilin complained so loudly just now.

However, after seeing that only Luo Sheng appeared with Bertha, Marcel's expression relaxed again.

There were four of them, four of them themselves, and with the numbers evenly matched, Marcel didn't think the other side had any chance of winning.

"Boss, why is it just the two of you? What about the others? ā€

Xu Zilin glanced behind Luo Sheng, but did not see Jack, Podrovsky, and Belvito, and couldn't help but wonder.

"Bertha said that it didn't take so many people to deal with them, so let them leave to look for supplies." Luo Sheng replied.

"Huh?"

Originally, Xu Zilin was still full of confidence in Luo Sheng's plan, but now when he saw that the only people who supported him were his boss and Bertha, he suddenly panicked in his heart, which was different from what he planned at the beginning!

"Ghost Knife, what do you think are your chances of winning in a four-on-four situation?"

Marcel bowed slightly, held a knife in front of him and pointed at Bertha, and said, "What's more, there are still three rookies around you who may not even have killed chickens." ā€

The other three mercenaries on Marcel's side also held their own knives and formed a semicircle with Marcel, staring at Luo Sheng, Xu Zilin, and Yang respectively.

"Since you know my name is 'Ghost Knife', then you should also know that the knife of Ghost Knife can save people and kill people."

Bertha's right hand dangling at her side flipped over, and a scalpel slipped through her sleeve and fell into her hand.

Bertha held the knife with four fingers, placed her index finger on the back of the knife, and said to Marcel: "You should know that the ghost knife has killed as many people as it has saved."

Today's ghost knife only wants supplies, doesn't want to kill, hand over what you find, get out! ā€

"It's you guys who should get out! I gave you a chance, and since you didn't take it, don't blame me. ā€

Obviously, Marcel did not intend to compromise, and with a hard stomp of his right foot, he stabbed Bertha with a knife in his hand.

Although Marcel was injured in his right arm, the attack was still sharp and ruthless with a knife in his left hand.

In the face of Marcel's spurt, Bertha did not panic at all; Marcel's attack didn't seem to be a threat to her at all.

With her left foot as the axis and her right foot drawing an arc on the ground, Bertha's body opened slightly to the side, easily avoiding Marcel's attack.

As soon as the blow missed, Marcel flipped his wrist, placed the knife horizontally, and sliced sideways at Bertha.

Marcel changed his moves quickly, but Bertha made moves faster than Marcel.

As soon as the SOG S37 in Marcel's hand was cut out, three silver edges fell on the inside of Marcel's left forearm, the back of his left hand and his left wrist.

As an excellent doctor, Bertha knows everything about the anatomy of the human body, and the knife that slashed Marcel's left wrist cut Marcel's tendon, causing Marcel's left hand to lose strength, and the SOG S37 dagger in his hand also fell to the ground.

With Bertha's knowledge of the arteries, veins, bones, and nerves of the human body, she could have cut the radial artery and ulnar artery at the location of Marcel's left wrist just now, but perhaps in order to fulfill what she said, Bertha did not do that.

Even if Bertha didn't make a ruthless move, Marcel would have been dead if he was injured in both his left and right hands and left untreated.

When Marcel launched an attack on Bertha, the other three mercenaries also attacked Luo Sheng, Xu Zilin, and Yang.

Compared with Bertha's clean counterattack, Luo Sheng, Xu Zilin, and Yang, who had not received hand-to-hand combat training, were more embarrassed, and could only be involved with the three mercenaries by dodging and running.

Luo Sheng was facing the "artillery" Plando from the "Corsair" mercenary group.

"Artillery" Plando is one of the deputy commanders of the "Corsair", he is nearly two meters tall, and the muscles on his arms show his great strength, he is a guy who can carry an M134 machine gun and carry a machine gun bullet box on his back and can still fly like a fly.

If he faced Plando before passing through the wasteland minefield, Luo Sheng would definitely not have half a chance of winning; However, due to the "Pond Fish Disaster" suffered in the minefield, two metal fragments were embedded in Prondo's right leg, which affected Prondo's movements.

Prundo is a tiger with a Nepalese machete dance, with a strong sword shadow and full of momentum, but Prundo's every attack can be dodged by Luo Sheng.

The repeated failure of the attack, combined with the pain of the wound in his right leg, made Deplando more and more impatient and angry.

"Little bug, what else would you do but run and hide!?"

Plando turned around and roared at Luo Sheng, who had circled behind him.

"I can run and hide, that's what I do."

Luo Sheng stood in front of the tree trunk, held DOH111 in front of him with his right hand, faced Plando in a defensive posture, and said: "The knife swing is good, when I was at home before, I helped your parents chop wood, right?" ā€

ā€œF**K! F**K! F**k! ā€

Plando shouted and cursed, endured the pain of the wound in his right leg, took a step forward, and looked at Luo Sheng horizontally.

"Whew!"

The sharp Nepalese machete cut a grayish-white edge in the air, shattering the rough bark of the trunk and cutting a two or three centimeter deep cut on the trunk.

Because of the excessive force, the machete was stuck in the trunk, so that Plando could not loosen the machete for a while.

And this also gave Luo Sheng a chance to attack.

Luo Sheng walked around the trunk of the tree, slashed his right hand diagonally, and slashed at the right hand of Plando, who was still trying to pull the machete out of the trunk.

At the critical moment, Plando reacted very quickly, and blocked Luo Sheng's knife with his left hand, and his right hand also released the handle, grabbed Luo Sheng's neck with his hand, and lifted Luo Sheng from the ground.