On the ground!

Marlon didn't wait for the Black Mamba to shoot and support, but a gunshot rang out from the opposite building, and then the Black Mamba didn't move.

"Black Mamba, Black Mamba?"

Ma Long shouted twice in a row to the contact, but did not get the slightest response from the black mamba, and he vaguely felt that the black mamba might have been more than lucky.

The black mamba, known as the African god of death, was killed with one shot inexplicably.

Oh my!

What the hell is going on?

Is it Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon everywhere in Huaxia, or is the black mamba unlucky and happened to be shot to death?

At this time!

There were no more gunshots on the roof of the building opposite!

Ma Long didn't care about thinking about it so much, and decisively shouted to the eight elite subordinates around him: "Do it, kill them, beware of cold guns, and fight quickly." ”

The words fell!

The eight elites around Ma Long all rushed towards Chen Ning in unison.

They are all veterans of a hundred battles in the African battlefield, and they are like hemp and have the ability to kill.

The Eight Tiger Guards beside Chen Ning also moved.

And, faster, harder shots!

One photo!

There were a few black fighters who were directly hit by the heavy punches of the Eight Tiger Guards, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

What the?

Malone was dumbfounded!

His black subordinates are all first-class masters among the armed tribes in Africa, and tomorrow on the battlefield, they can defeat a hundred!

The combat effectiveness of these eight subordinates on the battlefield is comparable to that of two infantry battalions.

However, how did he face Chen Ning's subordinates, and he was killed as soon as he saw him?

Malone was shocked and angry!

Chen Ning's strength far exceeded his estimates!

But now that he was already riding a tiger, he roared angrily, took it personally, and shot towards Chen Ning like lightning.

Capture the thief and capture the king first!

If Chen Ning can be defeated in one fell swoop and Chen Ning held hostage, then Chen Ning's subordinates will definitely not dare to act rashly!

Ma Long held the military dagger in his hand, swooped close to Chen Ning, and stabbed Chen Ning in the shoulder with a galloping knife.

Chen Ning raised his hand and grabbed Ma Long's wrist.

Ma Long's pupils dilated instantly, revealing an expression of disbelief.

Chen Ning didn't wait for the other party to have time to resist, he had already clicked, and directly broke Ma Long's wrist.

Ma Long, this guy is also worthy of being a veteran of the battlefield who came out of the pile of dead people, even if his right wrist was broken, he did not panic.

He snorted in pain, but he was not in danger, and a kick flew up like lightning, kicking Chen Ning's head in shock.

Chen Ning raised his hand, grabbed Ma Long's ankle, and caught the other party's kick stiffly!

Malone's eyes widened!

What the?

He was such a powerful kick, or was he caught by Chen Ning?

Chen Ning grabbed the opponent's swept foot with his left hand, and smashed his right hand on the opponent's foot with a fierce fist.

Click!

Ma Long's foot was also broken by Chen Ning.

Chen Ning raised his foot and kicked Ma Long in the chest.

Moment!

Ma Long's entire chest was deeply dented, and he directly spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of lung lobes, and then flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

He was already dying, and he was as angry as a gossamer!

And all his subordinates around him also fell in pools of blood.

He stared at Chen Ning deadly, his eyes were extremely complicated, and he said in a trembling voice: "Who are you?" ”

"I have crisscrossed the battlefield of African tribes, and I have met countless masters, and none of them are as powerful as you, who are you?"

Chen Ning said coldly: "It doesn't matter who I am!" ”

"The important thing is that you foreign soldiers must remember one sentence, Huaxia is your forbidden land, you dare to wear military boots and carry a sword to step into the territory of Huaxia, there is only one end, no mercy!"

No mercy!

Ma Long looked at the domineering Chen Ning, and he remembered a person in a trance, that is, the Chinese God of War who had killed the blood of the Eighteen Kingdoms Master Alliance, and he also said the same thing: Those who offend me in Huaxia will be killed!

He looked at Chen Ning in horror: "I know who you are, you are the Chinese God of War, no wonder, no wonder......"

After Ma Long finished speaking, he was terrified, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground and died.