If a mercenary is compared to a butcher, then the killer is enough to make the butcher tremble. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

They know no borders and are pervasive.

As long as money is given, even the presidents of major countries will die in their hands, which is based on real events in the history of various countries.

Killers, a demonic being, no one dares to provoke them easily.

Li An chased hundreds of meters in one go, and the meager smell of blood wafting in the air suddenly disappeared, which made his footsteps also stop, and he looked around with a vigilant expression.

There is nothing outstanding here compared to where the enemy hurts the stones, just more darkness.

The moon seems to have abandoned this place and does not share a glimmer of light, making it the back of the world.

If I were a killer, I would have chosen this as the place to attack.

Li An thought to himself, the darkness had a very negative effect on his vision, and the place where his vision could reach was less than ten meters.

It's so dark in here.

"Wow!" The sound of the leaves shaking suddenly sounded from Li An's right side like thunder, and then a figure rushed out like a wolf.

Li An reacted very quickly, and before his body moved, the dagger in his hand met him.

"Smack." A crisp sound was heard.

Li An felt that the dagger was attacked by a huge force, and then the blade body was broken into several pieces, and the huge force continued to attack forward.

Instinctively, Ang Lee pulled back, avoiding the attack of this force, and at the same time his eyes saw the attacker.

Blacks?

Ang Lee was attacked by a black man from an African country, whose black skin provided him with chameleon-like protection in this pitch-black environment.

If this guy is hiding in the dark, it will be difficult to spot him even if he walks past him.

In addition to the dark skin that provides it with a protective color, this guy is tall and has a body of muscles that stand out from the muscles, and he is a strength fighter.

The black guy was wearing only a pair of shorts, which were also black, but he wore gloves and protective gear on his hands and head, like a boxer standing in the ring.

As he moved, his body jumped, making him look more like a kangaroo with his gloves on.

Don't underestimate kangaroos.

In the early part of the last century, Americans used to hold kangaroo boxing, in which a large kangaroo wore boxing gloves to fight against the boxing champions, and the champions were defeated.

The black guy in front of him is like the big kangaroo wearing boxing gloves, and his movement and punching patterns should have been learned from the kangaroo animal.

A long time ago, martial arts was a unique invention of ****, and the original martial arts were imitated by the ancients from animals.

The barbarians are stupid, but that doesn't stop them from producing one or two smart people who can learn their own combat methods from the animal's attack patterns.

The black guy was very powerful, otherwise his fist would not be enough to break a steel blade like a dagger.

However, the broken dagger should have a direct relationship with the gloves he wore on his hands.

The fists were made of iron, and when he wore them in his hands, it was like holding two large lead balls, and the impact and destruction they produced were absolutely amazing.

"Huh, huh, huh......" The black guy's punch speed was very fast, as fast as lightning, and Ang Lee could only retreat all the way.

Finally...... Ang Lee's back hit a waist-thick tree, and there was no way back.

There was a sneer in the black guy's eyes, and he swung his fist hard, and burst out all his strength to hit Li An's head.

If this punch is solid, it is estimated that Ang Lee's head will explode like a watermelon.

The black guy seemed to have imagined the love of this scene, which was the reason for his sneer.

In his opinion, no matter how strong a recruit is, it is impossible for him to be his opponent, and it is a miracle that Ang Lee has been able to survive until now, and then he only needs to die obediently.

"Whew!" The fist drives the strong wind, which makes people shudder.

Li An stared at the black guy's fist with a calm face, and just as the fist was about to hit his head, his head suddenly disappeared from the black guy's sight.

The black guy frowned slightly, and his fist had already smashed into the tree.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, the whole tree shook, and the dense leaves on it made a "bang", and a deep fist mark appeared where the tree body was hit by a fist.

If the strength is greater, it is estimated that this tree, which has survived for a hundred years, will not be able to digest it and will break for it.

Where did it go?

The black guy was suddenly a little flustered, and Ang Lee's sudden disappearance made him feel uneasy, and instinctively took two steps back.

Of course, Ang Lee will not disappear innocently, he just squatted down at the most critical time, causing the black guy to have a visual error, and then he thought he had disappeared.

Dodging the black guy's fist attack, Li An already held the flying knife that hurt the stone in his hand and stabbed the black guy in the heart, but missed the best opportunity because the black guy pulled back.

However, with a flick of his wrist, the blade suddenly changed direction and slashed towards the black guy's arm that he didn't have time to fully retract, making an inch-long wound on his left arm near his wrist.

Such a small wound is nothing to a demon who has lived in the dark for a long time, the black guy looked at Li An with mockery in his eyes, and did not look at the injury on his left arm at all, and said in a non-standard **** language: "Boy, no one can escape in my invincible hands with an iron fist, you still obediently let me twist your head off your neck." Haha......"

Ang Lee stood there without moving, but looked at the black guy in front of him.

There were no new injuries on this guy's body other than the inch-long wound he had just scratched, and it was impossible for him to release a weapon like a throwing knife with his hands hidden in his fists.

The person who attacked the stone earlier and was wounded by his own dagger was clearly not him, that is, there was at least a second enemy besides him.

Li An's eyelids sank slightly, and his gaze swept to other places, looking for the guy who was used to hurting people with secret arrows.

The black guy thought that Li An was scared stupid, and shouted proudly: "Yes, you stand there and don't move, I only need to punch down to solve all the problems, and you hardly have time to feel any pain." As soon as he spoke, he stepped forward and punched Ang Lee in the head again.

Ang Lee's eyes shot at the black guy like lightning, and he jerked his foot up and kicked out.

With a "bang", the black guy was kicked in the chest by Li An and flew out a few meters away, slamming on the ground, staring at Li An with an incredible face.

How so?

The black guy didn't seem to be able to comprehend what had just happened, and when he tried to get up from the ground, he found himself weak, so he turned his gaze to his left arm, which had been cut by Li Ang an inch long.