80% of the external information of human beings is obtained by the eyes, but this guy is blindfolded.

So he wants to outrun them with the rest of his senses?

This kid is floating over his head, right?

But, no!

He jumped from a height of four or five meters and kicked forward.

In the air, he twisted nimbly, his upper and lower body almost twisted 180 degrees.

What does this kid want to do?

Perform a round dance in mid-air and take a person's head.

Originally, he could have jumped off without having to be so troublesome.

But he just wanted to do all the bells and whistles.

Actually, there is a reason.

The spraying of blood causes fluctuations in the airflow, so that once the airflow is disturbed, there will be violent vibrations.

In this way, the blindfolded Naser can see his surroundings clearly.

The straight knife in his hand instantly turned into a scimitar-bladed knife.

Due to the difference in thickness, it has also changed from a Han knife to a long knife for drying clothes.

Of course, the Han knife is playing with power, but the long knife for drying clothes is different, it is a scimitar, which is equivalent to the kind of knife that stretches the length many times.

It was the longest weapon Nathor had ever been able to conjure.

Although the weapon becomes a gun, it will be shorter, because the blade is thinner, but the barrel of the gun is pure and solid, so it will be shorter in comparison.

Of course, it's not that the long knife for drying clothes can't afford to play, but the blade of this knife is thinner, and it is more flexible and flexible.

But these people are different, although the gun in their hands is perceived by sound, they can't know what kind of gun it is, but this thing is still not very convenient for melee combat, for example, Gatlin is more difficult to use in melee than a mallet.

Of course, if Gatling fires, the steering is slower, but it's worse than a mallet.

Nather twisted his body and unleashed a whirling slash.

The blade was light and thin, so he didn't exert much force.

But this guy is fast!

And don't forget the length of the knife!

In an instant, it cut all the people around it.

Is one knife enough?

Definitely not enough!

The Twister held the knife upside down, dodging bullets as it flickered nimbly around the field.

This guy is too fast!

The Dragons' movements seem to have been seen through by him, and he will always be able to leave that position before their guns are moved, while not forgetting to leave three or four wounds on you as he passes.

The doorway is not deep, but the location of the wound is a large artery.

And the cuts are very strange.

The wound was cut deeply, but it didn't bleed.

It seems that because the blade is too thin, the flesh on the wound begins to fit together again, as if nothing has happened.

But the pain is real.

Could it be that he was interfering with the people on the field with some kind of psychedelic potion?

And what else did he have in mind?

The figure in the black trench coat instantly turned into a phantom and returned to the third floor, overlooking the group of people below, and suddenly smiled.

"Boy, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you standing outside the range and still holding a gun so calmly." "And you don't even run, it's so bold." ”

"Daring? Those who dare to kill us, you are the real daring. The leader-like fellow took a step forward and said, "Even if I say yes, ask our brothers if they say yes!" ”

"Where, then, is your brother?" Nashur crouched down and said to the leader below, holding the long knife of drying clothes upside down, slowly lying behind his back.

"No, it's just ......" The leader had just turned around, only to see people falling one after another.

"You don't feel pain, do you think I'm just playing monkey show?" "Or do you think I'm walking among you just to steal?" ”

Nather said, reaching out and throwing a handful of metal pieces.

"What?" The leader subconsciously touched his body.

Damn it!

"Dog tags! My dog tags ......"

Before the little leader could finish speaking, all the wounds on his body collapsed, sprayed bright red, and died violently on the spot.

Do you really think that Nashar walked through with a knife just to cut people?

The dog tag on their neck is too obvious.

Of course, if you don't know this, you can go and see those American special forces, and the shiny metal tag around their necks is a dog tag.

To be precise, a dog tag represents a person's identity and honor, and it is also a sign of a person's death in battle.

If no one found him at the scene, only his dog tag, then it would be considered dead.

But if the dog tag doesn't come back, and the person doesn't come back, then it's absconding.

However, Naser probably wants to pick up all these signs - just after patronizing the costume force, he forgot to pick it up, and sent it back to others to provoke this matter, which is really a joke.

But fortunately, he doesn't have to come by himself to send it back, otherwise it would be a meat bun beating a dog - there is no return.

Of course, the people of the Thunder Dragon Club over there have gone and never returned.

More than 40 dog tags were picked up one by one, and it was He Jiang who smashed the pile of dog tags in front of the person who transported them to the troop carrier.

"This brother, I want you to help send a shipment." Nashur put the pile of dog tags into a box and slapped it in front of the man, "Please hand them over to the people over there in the Thunder Dragons, and don't forget to remind them, sender-"

Nashar couldn't help but pause.

It's not that he doesn't know what to say.

But he has so many kana that he doesn't know which one to use.

He suddenly remembered what he had said to Mu Ke.

"If you want a hero to compare to, then Ku Chulin is the perfect fit."

"Sender, 'Ku Chulin'."

"You'd better place the order now, otherwise I'll have to send the same copy to your boss, but his copy will be a little big, because it is estimated that there will be a hand in the box."

Alas, Nather, you are truly floating in the sky!

In the face of your cruelty and thirst for murder, the demons have to bow down, right?

……

"Solved." Naser said to Mu Ke.

"I thought I was going to teach you a lesson, you seem to know more than I do." Mu Ke said, "You really use the law of the jungle in this shelter to the extreme!" ”

"I'm a hunter, so of course I know the law of the jungle." Nashar said, "By the way, I have a question for you. ”

"You say." Mu Ke replied.

"How much financial and material resources do you need to build an authoritative organization in this?" "How did your comrade-in-arms develop?" ”。

"Let me ask you first, what do you want to do?" Mu Ke asked rhetorically, "You tell me your purpose first, and then I can explain this for you." ”

"I'm going to be that toolman, and I'm dying of hard work, and I can't save humanity." Nasser said, "Rather than me saving you alone to no avail, it is better to take you to save yourself." ”