Chen Jun looked at Yang Feng coldly, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, his proud self-esteem was hit, he thought that he couldn't do such an action, which meant that there was a gap between the two!!

Gap!

How can there be a gap with Yang Feng?

Chen Jun's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word, but he had to admit the gap between himself and Yang Feng.

Mu Xiaoyun looked at Yang Feng excitedly, and said in a crisp voice: "Thank you for saving me." ”

"Hey, Deputy Captain Mu, you are too polite, we are comrades-in-arms, how can I watch you get hurt." Yang Feng said seriously, "I want to be any soldier, and I will definitely not ignore you when I see you in danger." ”

Mu Xiaoyun smiled slightly, complicated emotions flashed in her eyes, and now even she herself didn't know what she felt about Yang Feng.

Her face suddenly turned cold, and she turned to look at the thigh-wounded mercenary lying on the ground.

Because he was used as a shield by Yang Feng, several pieces of shrapnel from the grenade were inserted into his body, and now he was covered in blood, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Several people gathered around.

Mu Xiaoyun squatted down to check it, shook his head and said, "Confirm death." ”

Long Qianjun nodded and ordered, "Quickly clean up the battlefield and see if you can find confidential information from them?" ”

"Yes!" Several people began to take action.

I examined all the corpses, but nothing came of it.

The last few men surrounded the only surviving mercenary.

Long Qianjun said in fluent English: "Hand over the secrets you have obtained!" ”

The mercenary smiled disdainfully, and actually said in Chinese: "Delusional, anyway, if I don't pay it over, it's death, will you let me go?" ”

"As long as you hand over the secret, we can give you leniency." Long Qianjun said expressionlessly.

Leniency means being put in special prisons for life.

"No need, my mission has been completed, no regrets." The mercenary said, showing a hint of a smile, although the smile was bright, but it looked hideous, and there was no desire to survive.

Hearing this, everyone frowned.

This is not the case with mercenaries in their perception.

Although mercenaries are a group of outlaws, they also cherish their lives very much, and only for money, and will never give their lives to complete their tasks.

Long Qianjun suddenly changed color, stepped forward and dragged the mercenary up, and grabbed his collar and asked sharply, "You are not a mercenary, who are you?" ”

"Haha, you'll never know, and you'll never get the secrets we obtained!" The mercenary laughed maniacally, as if it were the last cry before death.

"Bastard!" Long Qianjun grabbed the mercenary by the collar with both hands and pushed him to the tree, shouting, "Tell me, tell me quickly!" ”

After saying that, his eyes suddenly became frightened, and his body suddenly froze, froze in place, and his hands did not let go.

As if he realized something, he hurriedly turned around and looked back, only to see Mu Xiaoyun's face pale, his lips trembling, his expression hideous, his eyes full of hatred, and his body exuding murderous intent, as if he had changed someone.

When Yang Feng saw this scene, his expression was dazed, as if he had thought of something, he walked quickly in front of the mercenary, pulled the mercenary's collar, and a small red skeleton on his chest met his sight.

Hideous, dazzling, terrifying!

Yang Feng's mind instantly came to mind yesterday in the martyrs' cemetery, where Mu Xiaoyun said about her father's sacrifice.

Isn't a blood-colored skeleton a bloody skeleton?

Looking at Long Qianjun's solemn and surprised expression, Yang Feng knew that the mercenary in front of him was undoubtedly a member of the "Blood Skull" organization.

Not mercenaries, or terrorists!!

Terrorists whose combat capabilities are comparable to those of mercenaries!

"The heart of a thief is immortal, you are really immortal of a thief!" Long Qianjun burst out, as if venting, and punched the terrorist in the stomach.

"Haha!" The terrorist looked up to the sky and laughed, without fear, with madness in his eyes.

Terrorists like this have been brainwashed into not treating their lives as their lives, nor living for themselves, but purely for the sake of the organization.

With murderous aura in his eyes, Mu Xiaoyun walked in front of the terrorist step by step.

When Long Qianjun saw this scene, he slightly moved a few steps out of the way to make room for Mu Xiaoyun.

He knew that Mu Xiaoyun needed to vent at this time.

And Chen Jun, who was standing on the side, and Wei Cheng and Zhou Tao, who were hiding in the shadows, all showed a confused look, staring at Mu Xiaoyun for unknown reasons, not knowing what was happening.

Mu Xiaoyun just stood there, quietly staring at the terrorist.

Yang Feng and Long Qianjun both stood next to her, watching quietly, and didn't dare to say anything.

Both of them knew that Mu Xiaoyun had been waiting for this moment for too long, and he had been suppressed for too long!

Suddenly, Mu Xiaoyun moved, took out a dagger, and stabbed it directly into the terrorist's left palm.

"Ahh The terrorist let out a heart-rending cry of pain.

"Say, where is the secret you have obtained? What is the purpose? Mu Xiaoyun asked calmly, as if nothing had happened just now.

"I won't tell you even if I'm dead, kill me, kill me." The terrorist wailed in pain.

Mu Xiaoyun showed a cold and cruel smile, "Kill you?" Wouldn't that be too cheap for you? ”

Without any hesitation, she decisively stabbed the terrorist's right hand palm.

"Ahh It was another cry of pain that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"To say or not to say?" Mu Xiaoyun asked calmly.

"No ......"

Before the terrorist could pronounce the word "say", Mu Xiaoyun moved again, this time with his finger, and accurately stabbed the terrorist's left thumb with a dagger.

Fast, accurate, and steady!

The terrorist's hands were covered in blood.

And the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the pain in this is multiplied.

"Kill ......" The terrorist's face was contorted from the pain, and his voice became hoarse.

But before the word "I" could be spoken, Mu Xiaoyun moved again.

This time it's the index finger of the left hand!

The scene was a little cruel, but for the dragon weapon special combat team members who had experienced war and life and death, it was nothing.

It's just that such a cruel method is used by a girl in her twenties, which makes people feel awkward.

Chen Jun frowned and twisted his head elsewhere.

Wei Cheng looked at this scene through the scope, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, is this still the Mu Xiaoyun he knows?

Only Long Qianjun and Yang Feng can understand that once the pain that has been suppressed for many years is released, it will be even more terrifying than a volcanic eruption!

Poof!

Mu Xiaoyun didn't stop, this time it was the middle finger of his left hand.

"Say...... I say. The terrorist said in a pale and weak voice.

I can't stand it, it's so painful!

He looked at Mu Xiaoyun with horror in his eyes, as if he had seen the devil!!