At this time, the soldiers of Zhang Xiaosan's guard platoon had already arrived. Zhang Xiaosan ordered his soldiers: "Hurry up and surround that wood, so that no one will be arrested." ”

The warriors said yes and ran to the dark grove, surround it.

Zhang Xiaosan said to Han Xing at this time: "Commander Han, let's go, but I have a word first, you can't go ahead." I've already made a mistake once and can't afford to do it a second time. ”

Han Xing glared at him fiercely. Han Xing was really a little angry about Zhang Xiaosan's tough attitude, but anger is anger, and there are many cute things in Zhang Xiaosan's actions.

The torches were lit, and the grove was brightly lit, and although it was not as bright as in the daytime, at least it was clear what was going on inside.

There are a total of 6 black-clothed people in Japan, and one of them has been killed by that hero just now, and they still hold Wang Xiaoling with a cloth on her mouth.

Three Japanese men are wielding Toyo swords and fighting a man in black armed with a short knife. Since it was a forest and there were trees everywhere, it was always one person who ran in the front, which greatly limited the joint actions of these Japanese.

This black-clothed man who fought with the Japanese was armed with a short knife, which was also flying up and down, witty and flexible, dealing with a few strokes and leaving, relying on these woods, playing a few times here, dancing a few times there, and even being able to fight three with one and three, without fear.

Han Xing looked at it, how could he feel that this knife technique was so familiar!

No matter what you say, one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. If you continue to fight for a long time, this short knife man will definitely suffer. The enemy of the enemy is our friend, Han Xing shouted: "Go, go, fight these Japanese men in black and rescue our people." ”

Several fighters rushed forward with bayonets, and the officers and men of the guard company, most of whom were from the special operations battalion, thought that their martial arts were not weak. They also want to show their skills and take these Japanese under their feet.

A soldier had just rushed to a Japanese man, and the Japanese slashed it down with a single sword, and the soldier used a bayonet to block the Toyo sword. Unexpectedly, the devil's knife was empty, and the Oriental knife was retracted, the body squatted, the arm flicked, and a backhand was "brushed", and it was cut back, and it went straight to the next three roads of this warrior.

The knife was fast and ruthless, and the warrior couldn't dodge it, and the knife was slashed on the stomach, and suddenly, blood splattered out.

The warrior let out an "ouch", and before he could react, the little devil's backhand was another thrust, and the Toyo knife stabbed directly into the warrior's abdomen, and then twisted it with his hand.

These moves are really fast and ruthless!

Han Xing closed his eyes, unable to bear to see this tragic scene. His friends are one against three, this is good kung fu, and this warrior is finished as soon as he touches it, which also shows that his kung fu is indeed inferior to others!

The other two fighters were on the offensive, also seriously wounded and one lightly wounded.

Han Xing's heart became tense and heavy again. It seems that these three fighters are not the opponents of the three Japanese at all, and these three Japanese, if they fight separately, are not the opponents of the good man.

Li Dazhong's machete, waved in the air, making a "brushing" sound of wind, and he flicked it on the steel knife with his left index finger, and the steel knife trembled, making a sound from strong to weak.

Li Dazhong said to Zhang Xiaosan: "I'm still going to go-"

Zhang Xiaosan nodded.

Li Dazhong held the knife in both hands, put it on the right side of his arms, and leaned forward unhurriedly. Seeing the devil, Li Dazhong whistled first, which was regarded as a greeting, which meant that the meeting ceremony had arrived, don't complain that I wouldn't greet you.

The little devil was also surprised when he saw that a Chinese was so calm. He raised the bright Oriental knife and slashed at Li Dazhong. This is also called getting off the horse, it depends on how you take it.

Li Dazhong pushed the knife forward, and the big knife touched the Oriental knife, making a sound of "poof", and at the same time blocking the little devil's knife path, which was also regarded as a move. Looking for the flaws of the little devil in the pick-up.

The little devil can feel that the opponent's machete is fierce, and intentionally or unintentionally, it seriously hinders the performance of his knife skills, and knows that he has met a master.

Li Dazhong felt that the opponent's Oriental sword was sharp, coming and going, it was really fast as the wind, fast as lightning, and he could be regarded as a leader in swordsmanship, so he didn't dare to be careless.

The two of them just came and went to test the opponent's bottom line, and they both felt that the opponent had two brushes, and no one dared to show their hole cards, and carefully handled a move and a try.

Han Xing is in his eyes and anxious in his heart, he is a large number of people, he can't spend so long with the little devil, he has to give full play to the advantage of being a large number of people. He shouted: "Everyone, cheer for squad leader Li!" Shout, shout—"

Han Xing's words reminded everyone, and the soldiers shouted in a big voice: "The little devil must not die well!" "Come on, squad leader Li!" "The little devil is finished, it's over!" "Little devil, drink cold water, hit the jar and lose money."

In the fight for this job, you definitely have to concentrate, and the soldiers shouted, messing up the little devil's mind. As soon as he was distracted, Li Dazhong gathered his strength on his left leg, and then forced the little devil's Toyo knife with a machete, quietly raised his right leg, and shouted: "****, little devil-"

Kicked over. It just kicked on the little devil's right leg.

Li Dazhong has been practicing martial arts for many years, and Chinese martial arts are all about hands and two doors, all relying on feet to beat people, and kung fu is all on the legs. This kick made the little devil, only to feel that his right leg was broken, and the pain was so painful that he screamed "oops-", and his body tilted to the side.

It doesn't matter if it's crooked, the opportunity came again, Li Dazhong took advantage of the situation and slashed at him again.

The little devil crooked his body, and he couldn't hold the knife in front of him anymore to protect his body, and now he suffered a loss again. I only heard a "plop" sound, and the machete saw blood, and this knife was slashing at the stomach of the little devil.

It hurt so much that this little devil screamed and fell to the ground at once.

Li Dazhong still hesitated for anything, one knelt and slashed, pounced on it and "pounced" and another knife, this knife was cut again, and even the long whip of this little devil was cut off.

It's not easy to say that this little devil is really not simple, he can still struggle after being so seriously injured. He slowly got up, and snorted in his mouth: "Yours, the knife skills are very powerful, mine, not as good as you......" After speaking, he suddenly took out a packet of medicinal powder and sprinkled it on Li Dazhong's face.

Li Dazhong didn't guard against this move, he only felt that his eyes were hot, and he couldn't open them. He knew that it was not good, so he had to retreat again and again, and when he finally opened his eyes after rubbing the pain, the little devil was gone.

"Fuck, Bird JB coaxing kids - it's not a joke. You actually gave me a yin play! Li Dazhong scolded fiercely.

"Horn! Trumpet! "Two shots, and the two devils who were pestering the Chinese heroes also fell. This is Wu Xiaoming's gun, to deal with such a Japanese master, what is the word, and if it continues, the Chinese will have to suffer, because these Japanese are too powerful.

Li Dazhong was not happy, snorted, and scolded: "This Wu Xiaoming, it's too unreasonable, I took so much effort to run one." He picked up a foreign fish, and he put the two of them together at once. I don't believe it, why can't I compare to you......"

Now there are only the two Japanese who grabbed Wang Xiaoling. The Japanese leader who grabbed Wang Xiaoling, holding a shiny dagger in his hand, put his arm on Wang Xiaoling's neck and said, "Whoever comes up again, whoever wants to come up again, I will finish this beauty of Han Xing." ”

Another Japanese, also brandishing his Toyo sword, tried to keep everyone in the way and keep them from approaching.

Han Xing waved his hand to everyone, signaling everyone not to be too anxious. The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, forcing this Japanese dog to be in a hurry, and he couldn't do anything!

Wang Xiaoling was gagged and was still struggling desperately. But her struggle was so cowardly that it seemed powerless.

Han Xing said to the Japanese dog in a tough tone, "Put down your broken knife, it's useless for you to resist." You don't open your dog's eyes and see, can you get out? ”

Zhang Xiaosan scolded: "What the fuck, I mistakenly took the artichoke for the day hemp - I don't know what to do, I'm dying, and I'm so arrogant." ”

Li Dazhong held his machete in his hand, slowly approached the Japanese dog holding the Toyo sword, and yelled at him: "You blow! Cut! Why don't you cut it? ”

Li Dazhong's momentum shocked him. He had already witnessed Li Dazhong's strength, but he was only scared to retreat again and again.

Li Dazhong is approaching step by step. The Japanese really had no way to retreat, so he pounced with a roar, raised his Toyo sword and slashed it down.

What is Li Dazhong doing, he has long been watching the six roads, listening to the eight directions, flashing the situation, flashing the blade that came over, and then his left leg froze his body, and as soon as his right leg was raised, he kicked towards this little devil.

The little devil was unstable, staggered a few steps, and then fell to the ground all at once.

didn't use Li Dazhong's move, and several soldiers pounced on him together, covering him on the ground.

This little devil was unwilling, and struggled vigorously on the ground, chirping and shouting Japanese.

The little devil in the lead, when he saw that his companion was captured alive, he couldn't care about Wang Xiaoling, so he took out the Wang Ba box from his arms and fired a few shots at this little devil.

"Horn, Horn, Horn, Horn ......" also wounded two of our fighters during the shooting, and of course, this accomplice of his was also killed.

"Horn-" With a shot, he was also shot in the head by Wu Xiaoming, and the flowers and white things flowed all over Wang Xiaoling's face.

"Oops!" Wang Xiaoling was too stimulated and fainted all of a sudden.

A scuffle finally ended, and several soldiers still had to rescue the half-dead Wang Xiaoling, pinching her and kneading her again. It took a while for her to regain her strength, and let out a long breath, as if she were stupid, her eyes were straight, and she didn't cry or scream, just like a wooden man.

Wang Xiaoling can't die. Han Xing still has a question, that is, who is this hero who rescued him halfway?

At this time, the "good man" had already walked over, and he ripped off the black cloth from his face, revealing long black hair.

She has a straight face, although a pair of eyes are not very big, but very full, that is, people often say small almond eyes, the eyebrows are very thin and long, there was no means of shaving and trimming the eyebrows at that time, all of them were natural, so it looked quite pleasing to the eye. With a straight nose, a thin face, and a big mouth, this mouth is a little big, but the teeth are still quite neat.