The sun slowly began to set in the west, marking the end of the road of the soldiers who had been injected with the blood of the mad wolf. According to Feng Ke's order, the law enforcement team took Mu Luosheng back to the base in Heiwu Mountain and handed him over to Lin Zifeng for disposal.

At the beginning, I heard Blade say that one of the reasons why he and the other 1,300 children were in the killer training camp in the Amazon was that Borosa snatched the 1,300 children from the Blood Wolf King. And this Mu Luosheng is one of the people who handled it, I think he must have known some secret things back then, and he also knew more about the life experience of Lin Zifeng and others.

The original intention of coming to Europe was actually to find his life experience, but unexpectedly, the world changed too quickly, and he unknowingly embarked on a battle for the position of the Seven Kings.

However, they have never regretted it, after all, everything they have done is to be able to survive better tomorrow and be closer to the truth of the year.

Below, on the battlefield, in addition to the mess all over the mountains, there was a strong bloody atmosphere. This battle can really be described as a river of blood, staining the soil of the ground under their feet red, and those blood wolves are standing in the blood-red mire at this time, which suddenly adds a bit of hideousness to this group of warriors who have just stopped from the fight.

Folko, though, knew that this was their last time.

As soon as he thought of this force with good combat effectiveness, it was about to disappear at this time, and Feng Ke, who was as firm as iron, couldn't help but feel that a stone in his chest could not fall at this time.

At the thought of this, Fonto suddenly felt ashamed of these warriors, and the more he thought about it, the stronger the guilt in his heart.

Eventually, Font stood up and walked high up the hill to look at the group of soldiers, about to say a few apologetic words.

At this moment, Fontcona's keen sense of crisis on the battlefield suddenly became very strong. This sense of crisis is the sixth sense they have learned in the killer training camp, and this feeling has saved his surname countless times in many battles.

As a result, Font Ke suddenly frowned, and his hands subconsciously rested on the holsters on both sides of his thighs. His fingers had even hooked into the muzzles of two heavy pistols, and if he noticed anything unusual, he would pull out two heavy pistols as if he were unusual.

At this time, not only Feng Ke felt this crisis, but even the members of the pro-guard team all looked at the not far away with a slight change in their expressions at this time, and they made the same vigilant movements as Feng Ke.

"Knock knock!! Knock knock!! ”

Heavy footsteps came from another hill like thousands of horses. Along with the footsteps came a low howl and a heavy wheezing sound.

Falco stood in place, the fingers of both hands already hooked into the handle of the heavy pistol.

"Captain! Watch the back! ”

Suddenly, among the members of the guard, a soldier shouted at Fonta. In fact, there was no need for him to shout, Feng Ke had already felt a strong wind rushing from not far behind him in advance, and this evil wind exuded a suffocating feeling that made people palpitate all over his body.

Subconsciously, Fonto held two heavy pistols in his hands, and the next moment, he turned around and fired at the rear with a flurry of random shots.

The bullet erupted in a violent spark that streamed through the muzzle of the gun. However, all the bullets were loaded head-on with a black earthen wall. I only heard this earthen wall make two muffled snorts, but the next moment it didn't stop, rushing towards Phonko at a faster speed. At the same time, a slap with a large door panel suddenly fanned out, and before the slap was close, a feeling of oppression first came.

Hearing only a "bang", Falco crossed his hands in front of his chest to fend off this powerful attack. But his whole body was slapped backwards and quickly retreated, leaving a deep groove in the ground with his feet.

This slap directly fanned Feng Ke ten meters away, and when Feng Ke regained his footing and put down his hands crossed in front of his chest, his eyes looked at a strong figure where he was standing! This figure is the same as that Mu Luosheng, at this time, he has already turned into the body of a blood wolf, and the blood wolf in front of him is gray-black, and the sense of oppression exuded by his body is not comparable to the double-digit blood wolf of Mu Luosheng.

Thinking of this, Fonto couldn't help but look at the neck of this blood wolf, and under the black-gray fur, a number was clearly printed at this time.

“6”

"The single-digit blood wolf of the Blood Wolf King, shouldn't it be on the battlefield in the Middle East!" Looking at the person in front of him, Feng Ke couldn't help but groan.

When Feng Ke thought of this, the blood wolf on the opposite side also looked at Feng Ke at the same time, and for a long time, he looked at Feng Ke in a rough voice and said coldly.

"This is the base of the Blood Wolf King, and there should be Mu Luosheng guarding it!" Saying this, the blood wolf's voice suddenly became low, and he even roared slightly.

"What about Mu Luosheng?"

As soon as Feng Ke heard the words, he immediately spread his hands and sneered. "Who knows, if you want, I can send you to him!"

The meaning of Feng Ke's words, as a blood wolf who was in the battlefield and could rank sixth next to the Blood Wolf King, how could he not understand the meaning of Feng Ke's words. At that moment, he looked at Falco and couldn't help but smile sarcastically.

"Do you think that if you take down Mu Luosheng, it's over, don't underestimate the power of the Blood Wolf King, just a lowly character like you, grab a lot of them in the Middle East battlefield!"

When Feng Ke heard this, his face suddenly sank. Indeed, with the current Wolf Tooth Army, it is indeed not qualified to participate in the kind of large-scale war in the Middle East, but this does not mean that the Wolf Tooth Army will be afraid of anyone, even if the person in front of him is a blood wolf with a single-digit number of the Blood Wolf King, Feng Ke has to try it if he can't say it!

"The strength is low, so why don't you try it yourself. Mu Luosheng is in our hands, if you have the ability, come and grab it! Falco was not only not afraid, but said defiantly.

As soon as he saw Feng Ke's appearance, the face of the No. 6 blood wolf turned into a wolf. From the very beginning of his steps on this battlefield, he noticed that there were many things that were wrong. The Blood Wolf Legion seems to have been divided into two forces competing with each other, and the person in front of him has already tried it himself, and his strength is indeed very strong. Moreover, the tools that sat down in this group of people were all too familiar to him who had just returned from the Middle East battlefield.

Those are one of the ionic products of the Blade Force, the Black Wind Warhorse. Looking at the trick used by the other party just now, it was the iron bone flow used by the Borhasa Six troops.

"What's going on, Blood Wolf Legion, Six Forms, Ion Technology. The forces in the hands of the three seven kings are all in the hands of the other party, and it seems that they really can't underestimate the person in front of them!! Blood Wolf No. 6 looked at Phonko and couldn't help but think so.

And when he looked at Falco again, his face became wary.