There was a sound of wind behind his head, Qin Feng's head was slightly off, and the saber grazed his ears.

His left hand swirled around, reached out like lightning, grabbed the guy's wrist with a snap, and twisted it.

The dagger stabbed by the hungry wolf was blocked by the saber.

The vest was punched, but Qin Feng's face did not change at all, but his right hand slashed up.

Burst!

"Ah......h

Screams rang out, and a bloody palm and saber fell.

The face of the hungry wolf has been completely distorted, and it is unforgivable that two hit one, and one was abolished so quickly.

Taking advantage of the moment Qin Feng made a move, he pounced again.

Qin Feng struck an elbow blow with his right hand, knocking back the guy behind him who was constantly screaming, and at the same time, he kicked hard with his right foot.

The fallen saber spun and flew towards the hungry wolf.

The saber was cut open, and the hungry wolf's body did not stop at all, and arrived in front of Qin Feng.

The dagger pierced.

On the side of Qin Feng's body, his clothes were torn.

Damn, it's just a little bit, the hungry wolf's teeth are almost crushed.

The claw dagger slashed over.

Qin Feng's speed was very fast, and the hungry wolf could only keep swinging his dagger to resist.

What the?

The hungry wolf's eyes widened all at once, and his dagger was actually cut off?

Not good!

A cold light flashed in front of me, and then my neck itched, as if I had been bitten by a mosquito.

Then, the hissing sound kept coming.

The look of horror in the hungry wolf's eyes immediately appeared, and the major artery in his neck was severed.

There is no help.

He gritted his teeth, quickly stepped back, reached out and touched his waist, he was also bloody, he was going to die with this guy.

Burst!

A few fingers fell.

"Ahh

The hungry wolf screamed, his face full of dead ashes.

With a pain in his stomach, a huge force surged, and he was kicked out directly.

The sound hit the trunk of the tree, and it fell to the ground, lying there, unable to move.

As the blood continued to drain, so did the strength of his body.

Looking at Qin Feng's back as he turned to leave, his eyes closed little by little, and his heart was bitter.

I have never failed, but I didn't expect that a failure would be a team annihilation.

And like a group of rookies, he was hacked to death with a few knives.

He wondered in his heart, when did Huaxia actually produce such a powerful special forces team.

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to figure it out.

With a tilt of his head, his body trembled, and then he stopped moving completely.

The sound of footsteps came, and Geng Jihuifeng walked over, dragging a corpse in his hand.

It was the guy who had a hand cut off and escaped while Qin Feng was killing a hungry wolf.

"How's it going, is it all settled?"

Qin Feng asked.

Geng Jihuifeng nodded.

Weeds swaying.

Zheng Sanpao, Zhuang Yan, Shi Dafan, Deng Zhenhua, Song Tianlong, and Long Xiaoyun all came over.

Qin Feng glanced at it, except for Zheng Sanpao, who had a bloody wound on his body, no one else was injured.

However, his brow furrowed suddenly.

"Is Leng Feng with that female doctor?"

"Go to the back, let them hide for the time being."

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and then there was no movement.

Not good.

Everyone's faces changed in unison.

Missed a guy.

Qin Feng didn't hesitate at all, turned around and kicked the ground, and rushed towards the back violently.

Several people also looked anxious, and quickly followed Qin Feng with all their might.

You must hold on, we will come over right away, Qin Feng ran with all his might, muttering in his heart.

Leng Feng fired only one shot, and the guy was gone.

He could only hold the gun and keep retreating, guarding all around.

Hearing the noise, he turned sharply and raised the muzzle of his gun.

But there was no one there.

Behind him, a large hand reached out from behind the trunk of the tree and covered his mouth.

Then a sharp slash slashed down his throat.

Cut your throat!

Leng Feng only felt a touch of coldness pass through his neck, and then a stream of air rushed out of his neck.

It's like the sound of rags being blown off, whirring and wheezing.

His chest immediately felt tight, as if it had pressed a thousand pounds of boulder.

Suddenly, he received a heavy kick on the back, and his body flew forward at once, and the gun was instantly out of his hand and fell out.

With a thud, he fell to the ground hard.

Lying there, Leng Feng felt extremely uncomfortable.

No matter how hard he tried, there was not a trace of air near his nose, but the wound on his neck kept leaking.

It was just a split second, and Leng Feng was out of breath.

His face turned iron blue, and his eyeballs slowly bulged out, which was a sign of lack of oxygen.

He gritted his teeth and raised his hand violently, clutching his throat tightly.

Finally, a trace of air flow entered the lungs, and an unprecedented feeling of comfort came.

Hearing the sound of the wind behind him, Leng Feng let go of his right hand and reached over with his backhand.

With a pop, his palm was punctured, and blood flowed. But in the end, he blocked a knife that cut an artery in his neck.

The trachea can still be saved, but once the artery is cut, there will be no second fate for him except death.

The left hand let go, and with a brace on the ground, his body rolled out.

He grabbed the ground with his left hand, picked up two large leaves, pressed them to his throat, and gritted his teeth.

Bite off the bandage on your right hand and quickly wrap it around your neck, holding the leaves tightly over there.

He took a few big breaths, and although his neck was bulging and leaking, he was already much better.

The last hungry wolf man came unhurriedly with his saber in his hand, with some playful smiles on his face.

The soldier in front of him is indeed fierce enough, and he can actually block his throat in this way.

What's the use, though?

Leng Feng propped up the ground with his hands, trying to get up.

However, a bloody cut was made on his right hand, and it hurt his heart.

Because of the blow to his throat, he didn't have much strength in his body.

The guy slowly approached, a cruel sneer on his face, and a wave of his saber in his hand.

Damn it.

Leng Feng clenched his teeth, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and his right hand was raised again.

The guy kicked his foot and easily blocked Leng Feng's hand.

Burst!

The cold saber sank into Leng Feng's chest, and blood flowed out.

However, it is difficult to make any more inch.

The saber was grabbed by Leng Feng's left hand.

The sneer on the guy's face was even worse, and the strength in his hand increased little by little.

The cold tip of the saber pierced Leng Feng's flesh little by little, and then continued to go deeper.

Leng Feng could only desperately squeeze the power of every cell in his body and transfer it to his left hand to stop the saber.

"Does it work?"

The guy laughed playfully.

"Grass, Lao Tzu can't understand the language of birds."

Leng Feng suddenly roared, his eyes were red, his right foot slammed into the ground, and his body moved.

Burst!

The tip of the knife slashed upwards, slicing through his flesh, blood flowing, and finally stabbed him in the shoulder.