The black shadow raised his hand to shoot the little devil's hidden weapon, and without the slightest pause, he instantly pounced in front of the opposite devil, raised his right hand, and the cold light between his fingers crossed the opponent's right wrist that was reaching for the trigger of the automatic rifle like a meteor.

The little devil screamed, and his right hand immediately drooped down, but his left hand slammed the automatic rifle and smashed it at the person in front of him.

"Smack", the black shadow's left hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed the powerful automatic rifle, and slashed his right hand towards the opponent's neck like a flash of cold lightning.

"Wind knife, leave a living mouth." Wan Lin, who saw Abu in danger on the side, suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, he suddenly thought that Xiao Ya could speak, and he could interrogate the defense situation around Ao Kun, and at this time Zhang Wa was also rushing to this side.

At this time, the little devil saw the other party holding the gun, and suddenly pulled the automatic rifle back, but he didn't expect the automatic rifle to move, followed by a cold light and tightly pressed against the major artery on the side of the neck.

The little devil was stunned, he raised his eyelids to look at his opponent with a pale face, and saw that the other party's seemingly wooden face had a pair of small eyes flashing, and he was staring at his eyes tightly.

The little devil's head shook violently, as if he didn't believe that a ninja who had been in a hundred battles was defeated by the opponent so quickly, and as his head shook, the flying knife that was tightly pressed against his neck immediately cut a blood mark on his neck, and blood flowed down the wound.

The little devil didn't seem to notice, turned his head to look at Wan Lin and Zhang Wa who were walking towards him, looked at their clothes and equipment, swallowed hard, turned his head to look at the wind knife in front of him, and asked hard in stiff Chinese: "China... Special... Commando. ”

Feng Dao looked at him coldly and motionless, Wan Lin strode forward, with a piercing cold light in his eyes, staring at his eyes and saying sharply: "Yes, we are Chinese special forces." ”

At this moment, Xiaohua in the back turned around and ran back in the middle of several little devil corpses, jumped on Wan Lin's shoulder with a "whoosh", grinned widely, bared sharp teeth, and stared at the little devil in front of him with blue light in his eyes.

When the little devil saw the little flower that suddenly appeared on Wan Lin's shoulder, his body shook violently, and a look of almost madness suddenly appeared in his eyes, staring at Wan Lin tightly and asking in a trembling voice: "You guys...... You guys... Which special forces is it, ...... Leopard. ”

Wan Lin's cold eyes seemed to be pierced into the other party's heart, and he replied coldly: "Leopard commando." ”

When the little devil heard the name of "leopard" reported by Wan Lin, he ignored the sharp knife on the side of his neck, raised his head suddenly, and suddenly burst into a burst of miserable laughter: "Rush to ......", followed by a wolf's ugly laughter, and a stream of blood suddenly came out of the corner of his mouth.

"No, he bit his tongue and killed himself." The wind knife suddenly withdrew the flying knife in his right hand, and the five fingers pinched the little devil's jaw and pulled it down violently, and the joints at both ends of his jaw were removed with a "click", and the little devil's jaw drooped down, and half of the blood-colored tongue fell out of his mouth suddenly.

"Let him go." Wan Lin said coldly, turned around and walked back, the wind knife quickly retracted his hands, his body dodged the blood spurting out of the little devil's mouth, turned around and followed Wan Lin to the little girl standing in the grass, the little devil's body shook and slowly fell back, and the crazy look in his eyes was gradually becoming dull.

Wan Lin and a few people understand that the little devil must be a person from the special forces of country R, otherwise he would not be so excited after hearing the name of the leopard commando, since they completely annihilated the special operations team of country R in the World Special Forces Competition, and buried dozens of little devils they sent to retaliate in the mountains in the country, it is estimated that the name of the special forces of "Leopard Commando" has made the military circles of their little R have changed, and the resounding name of "Leopard Commando" has already become synonymous with summoning their criminal lives.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the little devil in front of him would rather bite his tongue and kill himself than let himself fall into the hands of these fierce leopard members.

At this moment, "boom", a dull sound suddenly came from behind several people, and several people quickly stopped and looked back, only to see that the head of the little devil just now suddenly flew up diagonally, and the fountain-like column of blood was spurting up from the little devil's bare neck.

Abu spread his legs apart, held a bloody scimitar in his right hand, and looked at the flying head and gushing blood with blood-red eyes, and his face was full of hideous expression.

Wan Lin and the others didn't say anything, turned their heads and continued to walk towards the little girl, they knew that the local natives of Abu and their country had been ravaged by these beasts, and hundreds of people had just died under Ao Kun's hands, and now that they have the opportunity to take revenge, they will never let go, and they will definitely be merciless.

At this time, the little girl standing in the grass looked at the flying head in astonishment, and suddenly covered her hand to her mouth, her body shook violently, and a blazing light suddenly flashed in her two big eyes.

Suddenly, the little girl shouted "Ah ......", raised the big machete in her right hand, jumped out of the grass, and quickly pounced on the devil who was crushed by Wan Lin's palm, and slashed at the little devil lying on the ground on his back.

One, two, three ......, the machete waved in the air, and each time it was raised, it brought up pieces of blood to flutter around the girl, and the mournful cry in the little girl's mouth echoed in the vast mountains with the sound of the machete......

Wan Lin and the others were stunned, no one thought that a seemingly weak little girl would suddenly make such a crazy move, Zhang Wa raised her feet and was about to pass, Wan Lin grabbed him and shook his head.

What kind of injury did the girl suffer and how much she was wronged, so that she would make such a crazy move to these little devils, she must be allowed to vent, otherwise, this little girl's nerves will definitely collapse.

The girl's slashing movements became slower and slower, and the mournful cry gradually turned into a kind of cried cry, and the heart-rending and sharp cry echoed in the mountains, and the bloodstains on the hillside, the hillside covered with dead grass, and the dense woods below the slope, were suddenly covered by the little girl's mournful cry and shrouded in a solemn scene......

The little girl's cry gradually weakened, and the raised scimitar suddenly fell, and the heart-rending cry came to an abrupt end, and the right hand holding the knife was released, both hands were raised, and the slender body slowly fell backwards.

Wan Lin kicked the ground on the soles of his feet, flashed behind the girl and hugged her away from the little devil with blurred flesh and blood, and looked down to see that the girl's eyes were closed and she had fainted.