Zuo Boyang entered the position of the last window of the third to fourth sections, he flew into the car window with the glass fragments, and the guards inside were stunned for a moment, and then his body was like a wheel, and he blew into the crowd like a whirlwind.

Zuo Boyang's kung fu is not necessarily the top master in China, but here, it is a god-like existence, and his speed makes the stunned soldiers sit on the special train to hell, one by one maintaining a posture of turning their heads, but their pupils are dilating.

A soldier who jumped in with Zuo Boyang saw the standing figures, and his hair stood on end in shock, and he didn't have time to raise his leg to kick over a guy, and then pulled out the Spartan war knife, but before he could pick it up and fight hard, the bloody sword shot out, spraying his face.

Holy!

He stretched out his hand and wiped the hot blood on his face, cursed secretly, and slid a few steps to let go of the figures who were shooting blood, and the wheel knife chased after the fleeting figure in front of him.

Dong Ku violently kicked the door of the train to pieces, and before the faces that were turning their heads in the direction of the four carriages could turn back, a roll gave way to the muzzles of the guns, and the Spartan sword flashed into the crowd in a dark shadow.

In the click, several figures in front of him were short, and their calves were all cut off by Qi Brush, and before the numbness turned into pain in an instant, Dong Ku had already grown up, and the knife light rotated, and he cut off his heads one by one with a pop.

The sudden outburst of killing made everyone in the car not react, Dong Ku's knife light flashed with an illusory black figure holding a spear, and then their heads left their bodies, and before they could roll to the ground, Dong Ku had already pounced into the carriage.

Unlike Zuo Boyang's blade, which is light and accurate, Dong Ku's knife is more domineering and open. The knife cuts off the head, bloody and violent, but there will never be a living mouth.

Immediately followed by Dong Ku jumped in was No. 5, but this time it was useless to have three talent formations and cooperation. The area is narrow, and there is no chance to move at all. People are squeezed into canned sardines, how can they cooperate? Only a quick slash and an unstoppable charge are the fastest and most correct way to fight.

Dong Ku had already stood firm after chopping off a few heads in a row, but there were too many people, and it had reached the point of crowding.

He roared, grabbed the muzzle of a gun, and with a flash of the knife, it stabbed him in the chest. Then he burst into applause, holding the gun in one hand and the handle of the knife in the other, and pushed the entry forward.

These ordinary soldiers were so able to block his violence, and under the impetus of the huge force, they fell to both sides one after another, and the scene was chaotic with a bang.

The military attache who carried the pistol in the back held the pistol revolver, but he didn't know where to aim at it, and he was looking at his head everywhere. I can't tell the difference between friend and foe at all, at the moment when people turn on their backs. They lost the opportunity to shoot.

Dong Kupo Ali pushed forward, and No. 5 followed, and the same dark knife light flashed left and right, cutting off one neck after another, and directly chopping off his head with great strength.

It was only then that the crooked bodies shot bloody swords from their headless necks. Poofon fell to the floor.

Dong Ku pushed five or six meters, and after giving the follow-up team members a foothold, he kicked the guy who was already only out of breath but not in air, and the blade of the knife swung and snapped. slapped on the face of a person who poked out a short gun, and the moment the peach blossoms bloomed, he was knocked unconscious.

Then he waved his palm, and saw that the other guy with a crooked body, but also carrying a short gun, had a muffled sound, and the guy's eyes were dark, and he fainted.

Zuo Boyang also had the same action, the blood swords that were shot before were getting fewer and fewer, and the sound of crackling was endless, and one by one the generals and entourages were drawn to the head, and their eyes were black, and they turned over and fell.

At this time, they had already rushed into the middle of the carriage, where there were all generals and entourage, all short guns, naturally they were not allowed to kill them all, they wanted to live, and they didn't know which was the target.

In the snapping sound, one gun hit the ground one by one, and one by one the head was hit by the back of the knife or the blade of the knife, and the figure overturned, Dong Ku saw the target.

In the shaking head, a figure was guarded by a few sturdy guys, who hid in his chair and was surrounded by four or five guys.

"Target eleven o'clock!"

He let out a loud shout, and with a splick of his sword, he slashed off several arms and heads, and the man rushed to the target.

Although the person guarding Batitas was not a martial arts master, he was also a well-trained elite, and the moment he saw someone rushing towards him, he raised his pistol and pointed it at Dong Ku.

But his movements were too slow, and the muzzle of the gun was not yet right, and Dong Ku's from the bottom up, diagonally back, the sharp blade swept through the wrist without hindrance, and then slashed horizontally, into the neck of the stunned guy.

Dong Ku's shout, Zuo Boyang also saw the target, and then turned like a wheel, the knife slapped the palm, and rushed to the front in a few steps, at the moment when the muzzle of a guy came, the back of the knife was in front, snapped, the bones were broken, and he shook his hand, that is, the guy was stunned at the same time, his body was picked up, and he crashed into another guard, and at the moment when the gap was exposed, a wild horse split his mane, and his arms screamed, and with a bang, the remaining two people who were close to the target were shaken away, and at the moment when Dong Ku's knife light was close, the tip of the knife was also pointed on the target's neck.

"Stop!!"

Dong Ku roared as the knife landed on Batitas' neck.

Everyone would have been in a mess, and those who didn't faint were staggering, Dong Ku's unstoppable advance made these guards and soldiers have no ability to resist at all, and in Dong Ku's roar, there was even a lack of relief.

Batitas felt a cold tingling in his neck come over him, and his brain buzzed, blank. If it weren't for the countless murders, he would have been incontinent.

In the noise, everyone was awakened by this drink, and they all looked at Dong Ku's side, and then saw the controlled Batitas in the focus.

The two outfits were the same, one had yellow and green oil paint painted on his face, and there were only a few drops of blood on his body. The other was bright red and even had hot air wafting through. There's even more bright red liquid dripping.

But the momentum of the two of them is the same, both are dignified and murderous, and it is obvious that the slightest movement will cut off the head of Batitas with the knife in his hand.

In a moment of astonishment, the Huya warriors were not idle, they had already broken into most of the carriage, and they were about to converge, and those who fainted behind were dead, and the situation was basically controlled.

At the moment when these people were stunned, they shot like lightning, quickly knocked out the guys who were still standing, and rushed to Dong Ku in just a second or two.

Dong Ku reached out and picked up Batitas, stared into his eyes and asked, "Say, your name." ”

Batitas slowly turned his head, glanced at Dong Ku, and muttered, "My name is Joel." ”

Dong Ku ignored him, smiled coldly, carried him to a guy whose arm was cut off and was not unconscious, and asked softly, "Who is he?" ”

The man's eyes were full of horror, but he shook his head and muttered something.

Dong Ku's eyes narrowed, and then with a wave of his hand, the black knife flashed, and the man's remaining left arm was cut off with a click.

Before the blood could spurt, the fifth hand shook, and a puff of medicine powder was sprinkled on the broken stubble, and then a cloth covered the wound.

"Ahh

The man was on the arm of the wood, and then the stimulation of the drug brought a sharp pain into his mind, and he hissed and roared.

Dong Ku stared at him coldly, and asked again in his screams without a human voice, "Who is he?" ”

The man glanced at the cold-eyed Batitas, and his heart trembled for no reason, and in the midst of his screams, his eyes turned to the side evasively.

Dong Ku didn't speak, and with a wave of his hand, he cut off his right calf with a click.

No. 5 did the same action, quickly stopped bleeding and bandaged, and while the muscles were cut off, the nerve contracted violently so that the blood had not yet gushed, and the wound was bandaged.

The man looked at his severed foot, and howled even more violently, and his voice was as loud as that of a wild animal.

He is......

Dong Ku's voice sounded again, and before he could finish speaking, the man screamed and shouted, "He's Batitas!" ”

Before his voice fell, Dong Ku waved his hand, and the black light flashed, and the man's voice stopped abruptly, and the broken part of his throat was foaming with blood, and his eyes widened. He didn't understand why he was stabbed even though he had answered the question.

Dong Ku looked at Batitas and said in a cold voice: "He asked me to ask a second time, even if I finally answered the question, it was only in exchange for pleasure, otherwise, I would cut off all the protruding things in his body, but I would let him live for a month, and live a month of pain!" ”

Batitas' hands and feet trembled, and his heart trembled even more.

He is like falling into an ice cellar, he knows that the other party is a killing god, a killing god who others must not disobey their will. Looking at the blood on his body, it is not difficult to see that he is a murderous demon who has no mercy at all.

"I'm ...... Batitas ...... Cuban political axe is the most ...... High...... Leaders ......"

Batitas' lips turned white and he shuddered.

Supreme Leader ......

Dong Ku shook his head and said, "No, Batitas, you are the former supreme leader of Cuba, not now. ”

"Yes...... It's ......"

Batitas couldn't afford to resist in his heart, he was ruined by Dong Ku's tragic methods, lest something wrong would anger the killing god.

Dong Ku felt the muscles of Batitas in his hands tremble, and he knew that the effect of the Dao had reached its peak, and then said: "However, if you cooperate, I will let you or, and get very good, I will make you a prisoner of the Independent Army, and enjoy all the rights and interests of the Geneva Convention." ”

Batitas, who thought he was going to die, grabbed a life-saving straw from drowning, and under great joy, he said in a loud voice: "I cooperate, I cooperate, what do you need me to do, just say, my bank deposits, my jewelry are yours!" I beg you to make me a captive! ”

Looking at Batitas, who spoke suddenly and neatly, Dong Ku smiled with satisfaction.

"Good. I declare, Batitas, that you have become a prisoner of the Cuban Independence Army, and that you will enjoy all the rights of the Convention. (To be continued......)