Looking at the corpses of several monkeys lying next to the campfire, the smile of victory had not had time to bloom on their faces, and they heard a cry of sorrow, pain, and hatred.

Everyone looked up, and in their gaze, a black figure, with the help of a long whip, kept bouncing and rolling on the treetops, and pounced on them with an astonishing high speed. Looking at the figure that could almost break the limit of physiology, and feeling the crazy killing intent on his body, everyone's hearts couldn't help but raise a word: fierce beast!

"Everyone, be careful!"

There is no need for Zhang Chuang to remind, everyone also knows that the comer is not good, almost everyone at the same time aimed at the strangely fast, fast and fluttering, with the help of a long whip in the jungle, you can constantly roll and bounce, pulling out a trajectory more than ten meters long in the air, and the enemy who has almost broken the laws of human physiology raised the weapon in his hand.

In the face of a group of light machine guns, submachine guns, rifles, carbines, and pistols, who can turn themselves into a sieve as soon as they fire, and in the face of a group of highly trained senior agents who can attack the target with their hearing, even in the dark of the fingers, any normal person with a little sense will choose to retreat temporarily!

It's a pity that the monkey king Zhou Changxi is already crazy!

Pain, stinging, heart-piercing pain!

Blood was everywhere around the small campfire, and in the eyes of others, nothing more than a few insignificant monkeys who were delusional about being enemies of highly trained professional agents.

But for the monkey king circumference hi...... It was all when he gave up his family, gave up his pampered life, walked into the circus and turned his head on the tightrope, squeezed out one clown-like laugh after another, and used all this to resist being a slave of a dead country, retaining the pride and resignation unique to a Chinese child, accompanying him, spending unforgettable days and nights together, relying on each other in the dark, and overcoming lonely and hesitant confidants, friends and ...... Sons and daughters!

Faced with more than a dozen weapons loaded with bullets that could launch a fatal attack on him at any time, Zhou Changxi chose not to avoid it! Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Zhou Changxi pounced on the man standing by the small fire like a moth to a flame.

Zhou Changxi clearly knew that if he couldn't kill that man, his brother, his friend, and his daughter who would rather bite off his tail with all his might for the sake of his companions, he would die without a blind eye!

Although the distance between the two sides was still dozens of meters, although there were still branches and leaves everywhere in the jungle between them, and a thick layer of night was shrouded, but in this impossible situation, the monkey king Zhou Changxi's eyes glowing with a little silver moonlight in the dark, his surging to the limit could no longer hide the killing intent that was impossible to suppress, and he actually jumped over all obstacles and stabbed Zhang Chuang's body fiercely.

"I will perish with you!"

In the sound of wild horns, a ball of light as blazing as sunlight suddenly bloomed from the hands of the monkey king Zhou Changxi. Since the monkey king Zhou Changxi was condescending, Zhang Chuang and his men had to hold their heads high, and in their gaze, this man, with the help of a long whip, was almost flying in the sky above the jungle, as if he was a god with boundless power, holding up a blazing sun to the limit from his hands!

The silver-white light bloomed fiercely in the dark night, covering the entire jungle indiscriminately in an instant, stabbing into everyone's pupils as a king's land. Such an absolutely unexpected blow, even Zhang Chuang didn't have time to react, he only felt like he was punched head-on, first a hard blow in front of him, and then in a miserable white, countless dotted pink streamers exploded, and warm and moist tears, unconsciously, flowed down his eyes to his face.

The monkey king Zhou Changxi actually used his body as bait, and when he attracted the attention of all enemies and subconsciously looked up, he directly lit a flare in his hand!

With the addition of titanium sponge powder, a special flare that can release a large amount of light and heat during aerobic combustion, which burns continuously on Zhou Changxi's left hand, and the absolute high temperature scorches the monkey king's left hand in an instant. The pain, like a raging wind and waves, slammed into the brain at a speed of 100 meters per second, forming a torrent of pain that could almost drown out all consciousness.

"Gura ......"

Zhou Changxi, the monkey king, could clearly hear the sound of his teeth clenching, but when his whole body trembled in pain, and every muscle in his body was moaning and wailing in pain, Zhou Changxi's face showed a happy and vengeful laugh.

He only sacrificed one left hand, but look at it, the enemies below who just thought they were heaven, earth, God, and the Lord Emperor were all in chaos!

Some of them raised their weapons and shot at them in the air, while others crouched on the ground like frightened ostriches, though only a few made these movements. But fear is undoubtedly the fastest and fastest infectious disease that spreads among the population when there are sufficient triggers. When they infect each other one by one, and the number of people finally forms a certain scale and an atmosphere, even if there is a leader like Zhang Chuang among them who is determined and can maintain the necessary calm under any circumstances, he will no longer be able to turn things around!

"Da Da Da ......"

There was a quick and crisp strafing sound overhead, his eyes were temporarily blind, and he fell to the ground at the first time, rolling several times in a row, until his body hit a big tree, and then stopped to hide his body in a relatively safe position, Zhang Chuang, who let out a painful moan in his heart: "Oh my God, it's a hundred submachine guns!" ”

Zhou Changxi, the monkey king, tied the long whip tightly to his left arm, whose palm had been scorched and completely unconscious, and he swept over the jungle with the help of the long whip like a torso, and at the same time raised the hundred-style submachine gun on his body, and fired at the bottom.

Monkey King Zhou Changxi is not Luo Sanpao, nor is he Jiangdong Sun Shangxiang, he rarely uses guns, and his marksmanship is even worse. The 100-style submachine gun, the 100-style submachine gun uses the southern standard pistol cartridge produced by the Nagoya Military Factory, its power is limited, the range is limited, the safety surname is poor, and there is no insurance, and the soldier is likely to walk with it, the firearm is likely to go off and be shot through the thigh, and at the front is also equipped with a bayonet for hand-to-hand combat. But in any case, it is a submachine gun after all, and at such a close distance, it is condescending, absolutely no one dares to underestimate its attack power!

As soon as the professional agents who had been burned out of the bullets were relieved, the ground under their feet was suddenly torn apart by an unstoppable force, and a cloud of gunpowder smoke rose into the sky. Before I could figure out what was going on, what smashed bamboo, what rusty steel nails that were pried off the gate of the village elder, what fragments of the big iron pot that boiled water, cooked rice, and stewed pigs in the house of the second widow Wang, who had many jobs, flew, sharpened, turned, plated, rolled, and the eight immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers, mixed with the rushing waves that flew around at subsonic speed, and carried out an indiscriminate coverage of the surrounding professional agents.

The groans had just sounded, and the second bamboo bomb was condescendingly dropped by the monkey king Zhou Changxi. This bamboo tube bomb was painted by Zhao Dawen God, and the whole body was dyed with a layer of bright red representing the most dangerous. In fact, this is indeed the most dangerous bomb to use at close range, the most lethal to soft targets, and only one special bomb can be made after collecting all the raw materials in the small mountain village!

The underworld figures rolling on the beach in Shanghai all know that there are 36 flying knives in the knife bag carried by "Flying Knife" Zhang Cheng, and he can throw all 36 flying knives on his body in the shortest possible time. But only a good brother like Zhao Dawenshen, who grew up together since childhood and knows absolutely the roots, knows that Zhang Cheng actually has thirty-seven flying knives!

His last throwing knife, which was a foot long and weighed two pounds and two pounds, was longer, heavier and sharper than ordinary throwing knives, and of course could be thrown farther. And such a flying knife is called ...... Breaking Bad!

In other words, this is the "flying knife" Zhang Cheng can only use when he is facing a desperate situation.

It was under the influence of the "Flying Knife" Zhang Cheng, so Zhao Dawen God would additionally create a "Desperate Bullet" for the Monkey King Zhou Changxi to make an absolutely exquisite material, absolutely powerful, and absolutely unique ......!

The bomb was filled with a high-heat mixture of TNT mixed with 30 percent aluminum powder. Compared to ordinary TNT explosives, it has a more powerful explosion, higher thermal energy, and a stronger shock wave. However, the most important and terrifying thing is that Zhao Dawen God is inside, filled with one hundred and twenty-five needles, collected from the sewing baskets of the old ladies, little girls, and little daughters-in-law in the village!

What steel needles, iron needles, sewing needles, embroidery needles, hook needles used when weaving sacks, broken needles that are broken and have no buttocks, but the owner is stingy and reluctant to throw away, anyway, as long as it is long enough, sharp enough, and enough to stab people to death, Zhao Dawen God unceremoniously took all the orders and filled them into the bamboo tube.

After doing all this, Zhao Dawen was still unsatisfied, he suddenly found that in a corner of the warehouse in the small mountain village, there was a lonely kerosene drum, he found a pair of scissors without saying a word, cut the kerosene drum into iron sheets, and wrapped them in three layers and three layers on the bamboo tube. It was not until this time that a "desperate bomb" carefully made by Zhao Dawen God, which was definitely a necessary weapon for home travel, murder and arson, was officially released!

The second bamboo tube + kerosene cartridge bomb exploded as soon as it hit the ground.

With a bang, the professional agents who were near this bomb, whether they were standing, squatting or lying on their stomachs, only felt that their hearts were trembling with the whole earth, the kind of unspeakable discomfort, the kind of depression that even the heartbeat rate was disrupted, the kind of deafening buzzing of the eardrums in both ears, so that this group of professional agents who only knew about sneak attacks and assassinations, but had never really been on the battlefield, and had never been bombed by rows of artillery bombardments, understood what it was called the iron-blooded torrent on the battlefield.

However, the most terrifying thing is definitely not the sound waves, nor the iron sheets tied to the outside of the bamboo tube and blown into countless fragments with the explosion, but those needles that are flying around!

The steel needles were all blown into pieces in a violent explosion, mixed in the shock wave that was already close to the speed of sound, and carried out an impeccable dense coverage of the professional agents who were exposed in their area and did not find cover. If it's steel nails, bamboo shards, glass shards, they shoot into people's bodies, and at most they leave an irregular wound, as long as those professional agents are strong enough to perform a simple surgical operation on themselves.

But these steel needles, their fragments are too small, too fine, after being shot into the human body, once they enter the blood vessels, they can flow down the blood vessels until they flow into the human heart, causing irremediable and fatal damage to the target, in terms of effect, it is already equivalent to the mercury bomb being studied in some countries!

This point, even Zhao Dawenshen, an arms expert, did not expect it!

For a while, I don't know how many people were hit by this kind of "desperate bullet" that set despicable and shameless Dacheng, in short, there were moans everywhere that could no longer be suppressed.

Listening to the undulating explosions, in this terrible situation, Zhang Chuang blinked his eyes quickly, using this method to make his eyes quickly adapt to the discomfort caused by the stimulation of the strong light, and at the same time twisted the military kettle, poured a little water from it, and scooped it into his face. The clear water in his hand, with the unique coldness of the early morning mountains, brought a long-lost comfort to the eyes, and greatly relieved the pain like sprinkling chili powder into the eyes.

When Zhang Chuang tried to squint his eyes and look for the figure of the Monkey King, in a hazy and blurry, he could barely see a bamboo tube with flickering sparks, drawing a beautiful and somewhat blurred arc in the air, falling to the most densely populated area.

"Smack!"

This third bamboo tube, it is not a bomb, but Zhang Chuang's heart sank to the bottom in an instant. Because another silver-white light suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes, Zhang Chuang's eyes, which were stimulated by the strong light one after another, finally completely lost their effect in a short period of time.

This damned, cunning turtle son bastard, the third one dropped turned out to be a flare!

(To be continued)