Chapter 107: The King of Street Fighting, Gun Fighting (Ask for Recommendation Votes)

In the darkness of the night.

A few figures weave through the low-rise shantytown.

Carrying sharp blades on their backs, they are fast.

Take action, quietly.

Falling to the ground again, six people dressed in black squatted in front of the white ghost dressed in white.

All the face is covered, and the movements are uniform.

"Lord, this is an empty city, and there is no one left on the other side!"

Six men in black, all the way to the search, never found anyone.

Empty slums, everything else is the same.

But the population seems to have disappeared.

"This group of slutty guys must have fled in fear!"

The white ghost's gaze was filled with a cold chill.

"But when we found out during the day, everyone was obviously there, how could these thousands of people disappear inexplicably!"

Before the operation, they had come to find out the bottom of the day with makeup.

At that time, every family was the same.

Why is it that at night, except for some dim lights, there is no one to be seen?

"They're still nearby, they shouldn't be able to evacuate too far, keep looking!"

The White Ghost definitely belongs to the kind of person who is ruthless.

If you don't achieve your goal, you won't give up.

"Lord, will the other party have an ambush, or will we retreat first?"

One of them was a little worried.

"Ambush? With this kind of third-rate garbage, they can also ambush me? Since there is no one, this place will be set on fire! ”

The White Ghost was dismissive of this.

But just as the six of them were about to carry out their mission, a figure walked out of a house.

"White Ghost, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Mori's cold gaze and cold tone.

At this moment, Qin Feng was like a hell of a Yama, walking towards this side step by step.

"You ......"

This call made the seven people instinctively make defensive moves.

The white ghost frowned slightly, and his cold eyes stared at Qin Feng.

Like, having seen him.

"Three years ago, in the land of ghosts, have you forgotten the blood debt you owed?"

Qin Feng stopped at a position of about ten meters.

The voice was low, like a tiger coming out of its cage.

"Huaxia's wolf tooth squad! I remembered that you wounded Hawkeye, and he still bears the scar you left on his face, but shouldn't you have died under Hawkeye's gun? ”

With this reminder, the white ghost suddenly remembered everything that day.

Squinting his eyes, there were five members of the wolf tooth team that day, and there was no room for survival.

"I went to hell, but Hades said that he wanted the life of your cobra mercenary group, so he sent me back to send you to hell!"

Seeing the enemy, Qin Feng's eyes were bloodshot.

After more than three years of waiting, he finally found the murderer of the day.

"Hahahaha, Hell is back! Then I'll send you home, by the way, tell Hades, if someone pays for his head, I don't mind going to hell to kill him, want to take my life, you are not qualified, you escaped three years ago, you shouldn't appear again, but now you are sent to death, then I will send you back! ”

The White Ghost deserves to be a B-rank target.

It has entered a state of madness.

With a wave of his hand, the six black-clothed men immediately approached Qin Feng.

They move quickly, as fast as the wind.

They all pulled out the sharp oriental knives behind them, and the cold light bursted.

"White ghost, do you know that today's game is specially prepared for you, you killed my brother back then, for three years, I am waiting for the moment every day, your life, I will take it!"

Qin Feng didn't pay attention to the six people around him who were facing each other with knives.

In his eyes, there is only the white ghost of the enemy.

"Hahahaha, this is definitely the craziest thing I've ever survived in my life, originally, I thought I was already crazy, but when I saw a real crazy person today, I knew that I was a normal person, just by you, trying to kill me, it's just a dream!"

The white ghost's arrogant smile gradually faded, and there was a cold light in his cold eyes.

"You don't even have the qualifications to do it with me!"

With a wave of his hand, the six black-clothed men immediately circled around Qin Feng.

They are all killers cultivated by the White Ghost himself, and the six of them have joined forces, and their strength is not bad.

"Then, try!"

Qin Feng clenched his fists, still ignoring these six people.

"Kill!"

Just when Qin Feng's voice did not fall.

The six of them suddenly rushed up in unison.

The blade in his hand flashed with a cold light.

Directly pounced on Qin Feng.

The movements are uniform, even if Qin Feng has three heads and six arms, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist the attack of six people at the same time.

Seeing that, six sharp blades flashing with cold light approached Qin Feng at the moment.

He finally moved.

"Puff puff ......"

The sound of firing from the pistol was silenced.

Shooting at close range, plus the other party never thought that Qin Feng would use a gun.

They didn't even have a chance to dodge.

Between the staggered figures, Qin Feng shot continuously.

After three moves, the six people bounced in their eyebrows.

The body lay in a pool of blood.

"Yours, how stupid!"

Qin Feng raised the muzzle of his gun and aimed it directly at the white ghost.

"You...... Tricks! ”

The white ghost looked at the gun in Qin Feng's hand and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

At the sides of his waist, daggers were clearly pinned.

Everyone thought it would be a cold battle, but he actually used a gun.

"It's your people who are so stupid, this is a battlefield, not a martial arts arena, and now, you're arrested!"

Qin Feng sneered, and from beginning to end, he didn't say anything about using a knife.

The muzzle of the gun does not move, and it can shoot bullets at any time.

"You think you've won?"

The white ghost's eyes were filled with arrogance.

Slowly pulling out the Oriental knife behind his back, his eyes kept locking on Qin Feng's fingers.

Observing the nuances, this is the strength of a physical master.

Before Qin Feng tried to pull the trigger, his muscles twitched for a moment.

As long as he seizes this moment, he can be in control.

"What do you think?"

Qin Feng's muzzle suddenly lowered and aimed it at the white ghost's knee.

But the moment he pulled the trigger, the white ghost moved.

"Whoosh!"

It's lightning fast.

At the moment when the bullet was empty, he flicked his left hand, and two white smoke bombs landed in the middle of the two.

A special smoke bomb that explodes when it hits the ground.

A puff of white smoke quickly dispersed, engulfing the two of them.

In the white smoke, the white ghost reappeared, and it had already come to Qin Feng's side.

With Qin Feng's two shots, he missed.

The white ghost, who turned to avoid it, finally caught the opportunity to get close.

The long blade bore the brunt of the attack and slashed directly at Qin Feng.

With a cat's waist to avoid the opponent's sharp blade, Qin Feng at this moment was using the spearfighting technique of Leng Xudong, the king of street battles.

Armed with pistols, close combat.

The figures staggered back and forth, and the bullets kept hitting the surroundings.

But they were all cleverly avoided by the white ghost.

"Bell!"

After more than a dozen moves, the white ghost suddenly swept away with his long sword.

Qin Feng, who didn't have time to avoid it, was actually cut off by the sharp blades in his hands.

"Die!"

Seeing that Qin Feng was without a pistol, the long sword in the white ghost's hand turned into a cold light.

Straight to Qin Feng's neck.

His sword sharpens iron like clay, and no one can stop it.

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