"Huh! I really don't know whether to live or die, since you want to die, then I will fulfill you! ”

Seeing that the little devil Shao Zuo actually dared to raise his knife and rush towards him, Yang Yun couldn't help but sneer.

This time, he didn't raise his knife to meet him, but just stood quietly in place.

It wasn't until the mountain front Wudu was close to the front that he raised the big knife in his hand, and it was just a random pick, which was to pick away the seemingly fatal knife in front of the mountain.

However, at the same time as he picked up the stab from Wudu in front of the mountain, he kicked fiercely in the lower abdomen of Wudu in front of the mountain.

The kick was exactly the same as before, and it was also kicked in the exact same place in front of the mountain.

It's just that unlike before, Yang Yun's foot directly kicked the mountain to the ground.

And this time, after Yang Yun succeeded in one move, he did not pause like last time, but rushed towards the mountain lying on the ground.

"This mouth of yours is so hateful! In that case, let's start here! ”

The little devil's previous insults to the Chinese nation were still hovering in Yang Yun's ears, and every time he thought of it, he couldn't help but feel angry.

Therefore, as the words fell, he raised his right foot.

"Baga Ya Road! Yours has a kind...... Woowoo woo ......"

While struggling in front of the mountain, he still wanted to say something in his mouth, but before he could finish speaking, Yang Yun's right foot had already landed on his mouth, and he was still stepping on and spinning hard, and suddenly stepped on the words he hadn't had time to finish back into his stomach, and finally he could only hear a whining sound......

"Brother, what's wrong with your camp, you can kill that little devil Shaozuo with one shot before, but you still have to waste time competing with him?"

When Yang Yun was fighting with the mountain, Yan Li, the commander of the 886 regiment, had also been watching from the sidelines, and when he saw the end, he finally couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart, and asked with some puzzlement at the hemp pole who was also watching the battle.

"Huh! We're venting. ”

Ma Pole smiled faintly and replied.

"Vent?"

Yan Li seemed to be asking about the hemp pole, and it seemed to be talking to himself, and after a while, he understood.

Yes, as a Chinese, especially a Chinese soldier, who doesn't hate little devils?

Take his Yan Li as an example, originally he had more than 1,000 Sichuan army brothers under his command, but now there are less than 200.

If it weren't for the timely arrival of these brothers from the new battalion, their brothers here would have been wiped out long ago.

Even if you include the brothers who were scattered, it is estimated that there will be no more than 300 people in total.

And this is all thanks to these little devils.

Therefore, he Yan Li also hated the little devil, and this hatred was no less than anyone else's.

If he has the opportunity, he also wants to teach the little devil a lesson in person to vent his anger.

Raised his eyes and looked at Yang Yun's side, at this moment, that little devil Shaozuo had been tortured by him to the point that he was dying.

Originally, Yan Li wanted to go up and ask Yang Yun to leave this little devil Shaozuo to him to vent, but in the end he dispelled this idea......

Yang Yun has been torturing the little devil captain in front of the mountain, in order to vent the anger he was holding back in his heart.

Kicking, slashing, every time he went down, it was accompanied by a pig-killing scream coming out of his mouth.

Several times, he fainted in pain in front of the mountain, but finally woke up by Yang Yun's torture.

In the end, there was almost no strength to struggle and howl in front of the mountain, just like a dead dog, lying motionless on the ground, breathing more and less in, breathing weakly.

Maybe Yang Yun's anger was almost vented, or maybe it was because he felt that the little devil Shaozuo in front of him was no longer worth his time.

Yang Yun directly raised the big knife in his hand and slashed at the neck of Wudu in front of the mountain.

Seeing this fatal knife falling from the sky, the mountain did not show a panicked look, but showed a look of relief in his eyes, and then slowly closed his eyes.

However, just when the mountain thought that he could be freed, Yang Yun's knife did not fall on his neck, but his hand was crooked and slashed on his right shoulder.

Yes, this was done by Yang Yun on purpose, because Yang Yun was going to torture him, how could he let him die in enjoyment?

"......Ahh

Although this cry of pain was not loud, it could be seen from the hideous face in front of the mountain how painful and angry he was at the moment.

He reopened his eyes, but the relief they had revealed was no longer the same as before.

Instead, he stared at Yang Yun with a pair of bull's eyes, full of endless hatred and anger, as if he wanted to kill Yang Yun with his eyes.

Unfortunately, he doesn't have any special abilities.

"Huh!"

A sly smile appeared at the corner of Yang Yun's mouth, and he raised the big knife in his hand again, and then swung it down again after the desperate eyes in front of the mountain.

And this time, just when he thought that Yang Yun would torture him without playing, Yang Yun slashed directly at his neck with a knife.

"Poof......

A knife fell, and blood suddenly spurted out from the carotid artery in the neck in front of the mountain, splashing all over the place.

And his dog's head stopped more than a meter away from his body after a few grunts and rolls.

"Jin Peng, this big knife, I'm afraid you have to sharpen it again."

After killing the little devil captain with one sword, Yang Yun didn't look at him anymore, he turned around and walked towards the place where Zhang Jinpeng and the others were, and when he got closer, he handed the big knife that was still dripping with dog blood in his hand directly towards him.

Zhang Jinpeng took the big knife handed over by Yang Yun, and saw that the big knife that was originally sharpened by him was bright and shiny, but now there are countless gaps on the blade, and the flesh hurts in his heart.

However, Zhang Jinpeng still tried his best to pretend that he was fine, and replied loudly: "Yingzuo, what are you talking about, just these few small openings don't matter, I'll go back and sharpen it again, and it's a brand-new good knife." ”

"Hmm!"

Yang Yun nodded, and was very satisfied with Zhang Jinpeng, who knew what was going on, because at this moment, if he was replaced by the upright Luo Cannon, I was afraid that it would be a different scene.

Even if he didn't dare to shout, he would never have a smile on his face.

Even if Zhang Jinpeng's smile was pretended, Yang Yun was still very satisfied.

"Congratulations to Battalion Commander Yang for cutting the little devil!"

"Captain Yan is polite, it's just a little devil, if you were replaced by Captain Yan, I'm afraid that he would have been given the result a long time ago."

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