Lao Ran suddenly grew up, vertically back, not far away, only half a step smaller, and then with a quick move in his left hand, he actually grabbed the gun that the devil on the right tricked down.

Then the movement of the right hand holding the knife came up seamlessly, and the big knife was raised high, the edge of the knife was facing down, and it slashed down at the right hand of the devil holding the barrel of the gun.

This knife frightened the ghost soul to scatter, quickly let go, and if you don't let go, both hands may be cut off by the big knife, in this kind of stabbing battlefield, if your hands are broken, what does it mean, it is dead.

But the devil guessed wrong, Lao Ran's big knife was not meant to cut off his hands, of course, if his hands were not scattered, the big knife would still cut straight down.

Seeing that the devil threw his hands, Lao Ran's big knife was about to reach the position of the devil's waist, and suddenly changed direction, from the bottom to the top, and slashed one by one.

The devil thought that his hands had been scattered, and he had finally escaped, and when he was about to retreat and escape, he found that the big knife was coming like a shadow. The devil was in a hurry, and his backward steps were chaotic, and he actually tripped over himself.

At this time, the devil on the left came to his senses, and he also rushed over and stabbed at Lao Ran, ready to save his companions.

Because he was anxious to save his companions, he didn't have time to play any stabbing tricks, it was a struggling stab, and this was what Lao Ran wanted.

Because although Lao Ran forced the devil on the right to the ground and took away the devil's rifle, his left eye never moved away, and he kept staring at the devil on the left.

Now the devil on the left rushed over in a hurry, Lao Ran temporarily let go of the devil who fell to the ground on the right, and another sideways, the devil's bayonet could slide through the clothes on Lao Ran's chest.

At the moment when Lao Ran and the devil made a mistake, the big knife in his right hand appeared like a ghost, and the blade was slashed from bottom to top on the armpit of the devil's right hand.

I don't know what technique Lao Ran used, but at the same time as cutting the devil's winter clothes with a big knife, he actually unloaded the devil's right arm at the shoulder position.

Ku Ding solves the cow, and there is no cow in his eyes.

In Lao Ran's eyes, there are no devils anymore, only a piece of muscle and a fast bone, and in a dynamic state, he can also use a sharp blade to accurately find the gaps between bones and bones.

What is a master? This is called a master.

Killing people has created art, and it is a master like Lao Ran. Under his knife, almost no one can get out alive, even the most fierce devil.

The devil lost his right arm, and naturally he could no longer hold the rifle, so he dropped the gun with his left hand, grabbed the right arm that was gushing with blood, and howled in pain.

And at this time, the devil who tripped over himself just now had already stood up and lost his rifle, which was equivalent to losing his second life on the battlefield of stabbing.

There is no way, when you meet a terrifying master like Lao Ran, if you don't run away, the end will be the same as the previous few people, and this devil will immediately spread his legs and run.

As mentioned earlier, under Lao Ran's knife, almost no one can get out alive. Lao Ran didn't want to make this exception, so he grabbed the rifle that was still in his left hand, aimed it at the back of the devil who was running away, and threw it.

The 38 rifle was thrown by Lao Ran, who was as powerful as an ox, with a whining sound, and came deadly, hitting the devil's back, and the remaining strength was not dissipated, penetrating the devil, and the bayonet half a meter long pierced through the devil's back and came out straight to the chest.

The devil who fled forward seemed to be pushed hard from behind, and fell to the ground forward, and the bayonet that penetrated through it was also inserted into the ground.

The devil's own 38 rifle, like an iron nail, nailed himself to the soil of China and to the pillar of shame of history.

The devil was nailed to the ground, and in the great pain, he still wanted to struggle to get up, and his hands and feet were hollowly scratched a few times, and his strength was slowly drained by the wound that stabbed him, and he was no longer able to struggle, and died in the howl.

Lao Ran didn't have time to appreciate his work, because there was still a devil who was not dead, that is, the devil who had his right arm removed, and this devil was covering the wound with his left hand and staggering forward.

Lao Ran caught up quickly, aimed at the head behind the devil, and directly slashed, and the sharp blade split the devil in half with huge force.

At this moment, Lao Ran didn't want to play any tricks and tricks, because he wanted to use the greatest strength to slash and kill the devil in the simplest tricks, the pleasure of hacking the enemy to death, the inexplicable excitement, deep into the bone marrow, wandering around the body.

Cool! It's been a long time since it's been this cool!

"Hahaha!"

Lao Ran, who was splashed red with blood, couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, like a killing god, standing in front of the captain of the devil team, Ono Nakasa.

Xiao Ye Zhongzuo stared at his blood-red eyes, and looked at several of his subordinates, and within a few rounds, he died under the hands of this branch soldier, and he was so angry that he was about to go crazy, yelled, held the sword in both hands, and rushed over, wanting to fight Lao Ran to the death.

Lao Ran was not in a hurry, and only after he had laughed enough did he open his eyes and squint at this devil official with contempt, even your combat team soldiers were easily hacked to death by me, you, a pampered official, still dare to come and fight me?

Lao Ran's laughter stopped, his eyes widened, and he stepped out with a diagonal step, which scared Ono Nakazo back, and Ono found that he was like this, and the fear that he had never felt before was now like a cold to the bone, and it suddenly invaded his whole body.

But the honor of the Japanese soldiers and the determination of bushido made Ono cheer up again, and he felt a deep shame for the fear and retreat just now.

Ono roared again, walked forward quickly, raised his sharp sword, and slashed straight at Lao Ran.

When the wind brought out by the blade was about to rush to the top of Lao Ran's head, Lao Ran's ghost-like steps appeared again, just lightly turning sideways to the left, and Ono's sword fell short.

However, Ono is not an idle person, an officer from a samurai family, who believes that he has a glorious mission in his blood for thousands of years, and he defies all strong enemies and fights bravely.

As soon as Ono's knife missed, he immediately retracted his strength, and then he slashed upwards horizontally, and the movements were coherent and beautiful, so that Lao Ran couldn't help but be impressed, this little devil's big official has two hits.

But Lao Ran didn't think about capturing this big official alive today, if it's not my race, his heart will be different, even if he captures this big official, he can't support him, he will definitely look for opportunities to commit suicide everywhere, it's better to kill him himself, it's more refreshing.

Lao Ran saw the devil's knife cut horizontally, and instead of dodging, he met it, of course, not facing the blade, but quickly took a small step forward, just half a step away from the devil.

At such a close distance, even if Ono's knife cut horizontally, it was blocked by his own arm, and he couldn't cut it. Just as Ono was about to take half a step back, making room for a knife cut.