The silver light on Du Hao's body exploded in an instant, and his speed increased several times, using a dodge method that can only appear in movies.

The more they fought, the more frightened they became, they had never seen such a terrifying enemy. If this continues, I am afraid that even if they run out of ammunition, they may not be able to harm them.

It stands to reason that with their years of combat experience, the accuracy of their shooting is naturally extremely accurate, but at the moment, they can't hit Du Hao. There is only one possibility, it is not that they are aiming off, but that Du Hao's speed has surpassed the bullet and surpassed it, so he can predict and dodge in advance when shooting.

"Now, it's my turn." The corners of Du Hao's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he said lightly to everyone.

The speed exploded again, pulling out a series of afterimages, and instantly arrived in front of the man in a suit who was closest to him. No different from before, the right hand was extended, and the five fingers were put together in the shape of a knife, and it suddenly protruded forward, like a knife cutting tofu, and in an instant, a hole was opened in his chest. With a successful blow, he immediately retreated, and his movements were clean and neat, without dragging his feet.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The enemies fell one after another, but Du Hao was unharmed, but the white T-shirt he was wearing, stained with blood, looked particularly enchanting and thrilling.

At the same time that Du Hao was fighting head-on with the enemy, Xian Feng had quietly integrated into the armored vehicle at the front from the ground.

As soon as he arrived at his destination, before he was separated from the body, Xian Feng searched for Zheng Xueer's whereabouts in the car. Moving his gaze from the front row to the back row, Xian Feng found Zheng Xueer trapped in an inconspicuous corner at the back of the car.

Due to the narrow space in the car, it was difficult to use his fists and feet, and he was worried about Zheng Xueer's safety, so as not to startle the snake, Xian Feng had to wait quietly for all the men in suits in the car to get out of the car. Fortunately, Du Hao had already expected this situation, and deliberately created an arrogant momentum outside, attracting the attention of the enemy and sharing the pressure for Xian Feng. Sure enough, due to Du Hao's strong attack, the remaining men in suits in the car couldn't wait peacefully, picked up the guns beside him, and rushed out of the car to support his teammates.

When the last man in the suit left, Xian Feng immediately separated his body and appeared in front of Zheng Xueer.

Standing in front of him at this moment, Xian Feng found that Zheng Xue'er was not only tightly bound by ropes, but also her eyes were covered with black cloth, and her mouth was stuffed with foreign objects to prevent her from making noise.

Xian Feng forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and stepped forward to untie the rope for Zheng Xue'er. But as soon as her hands touched her body, Zheng Xue'er struggled in panic, and her mouth made a whining sound.

"It's me, Xue'er, Brother Du Hao and I came to save you." Xian Feng hurriedly told Zheng Xue'er that she didn't have to be afraid.

Zheng Xueer immediately stopped struggling and silently cooperated with Xian Feng.

When Xian Feng untied the last rope on his body, before he could do anything, Zheng Xueer lifted the blindfold herself, took out the foreign object in her mouth, and pounced into his arms.

"Uncle Xian Feng!" Zheng Xueer stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly, tears like pearls with broken threads, dripping down, and in the blink of an eye, Xian Feng's shirt was wet.

"It's okay, it's okay, my uncle is here." Xian Feng gently patted Zheng Xue'er on the back and comforted softly. He understood her mood at the moment, and when he woke up, he was surrounded by fierce strangers, what a terrible thing for a child of five or six years old.

Xian Feng's gaze moved downward, and the strangulation marks on Zheng Xue'er's body suddenly came into view. The originally white arm was now scarred, and some places had turned purple and black. Only about an hour has passed, but it has caused such serious injuries to Zheng Xueer, which shows that this group of men in suits is ruthless, and they do not have special care at all because Zheng Xueer is a child.

Anger burned in Xian Feng's heart again, his body trembling with anger, and his eyes were as red as blood.

"Xue'er, you just stay here and don't move, uncle will go and avenge you, okay?" Xian Feng said with a little choked up, desperately trying to control his emotions.

Zheng Xue'er didn't answer immediately, but buried her head in her chest and cried for a long time, then slowly raised her head and said, "Okay, uncle, you have to protect yourself." “

Xian Feng's heart warmed, rubbed Zheng Xue'er's little head, and smiled: "Don't worry." “

With that, he put her in a seat, and then didn't open the door, but directly activated the ability and slipped out of the car.

At this time, the situation outside was not as optimistic as before, after Du Hao killed several men in suits one after another, Scar Man immediately changed his strategy, allowing everyone to gather together and no longer scatter to attack. In the face of such a dense shooting, no matter how fast Du Hao was, he couldn't dodge them one by one.

For a while, Du Hao was shot several times, but fortunately, the surface of his body was hard enough and there were no fatal wounds. Even so, if he continued to fight for a long time, he would definitely lose, and there was no hope of victory.

In the final analysis, Du Hao is just a human with super high combat skills, and he may be able to defeat ten in the face of ordinary people, but in the face of a large number of mercenaries who are also experienced in a hundred battles and fully armed, he immediately seems to be stretched.

"Aren't you arrogant? Didn't you kill my brother? Today I want you to pay with blood! The scar man had a fierce face, and the machine gun in his hand kept spraying, not giving Du Hao a chance to breathe.

Repeatedly, Du Hao wanted to break through and engage in hand-to-hand combat with them, but after losing five or six men, they had enough experience to defend against Du Hao's attacks. Every time one person was trapped, his teammates next to him would pick up their machine guns and shoot at this side, and Du Hao had to retreat and dodge.

"Xian Feng, you have to hurry up, your brother Hao and I can be regarded as having a hard stubble this time." Du Hao sighed in his heart, the mercenary army in front of him was extraordinary, and he was ruthless, especially the scar man who was the leader, and his fighting sense was extremely strong, and he was not far behind him.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Crisp applause suddenly sounded in the battlefield, and everyone looked at the source of the sound.

"Now it's my turn to play with you." Xian Feng's voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, and he said slowly to everyone.

Before everyone could react, they noticed that the ground under their feet suddenly began to shake violently, as if an earthquake had occurred. Immediately, four high walls completely reduced from the ground quickly surrounded them.

Several people led by the scar man reacted quickly, found the right time, used the ground as a fulcrum, jumped with their legs, and escaped before the high wall was surrounded.

Most of the men in the suit looked sluggish, completely unaware of what was happening, and when they came to consciousness, they found that the four high walls had been closed and imprisoned them.

Xian Feng's anger was so simple, only to see that the high wall slowly bent and fell, and it actually became smaller from the original height of four or five meters, and in the blink of an eye, it had dropped to about two meters, and the decline continued.

Scar Man and the others already knew Xian Feng's purpose at this time, and they were horrified, and they picked up the machine gun and wanted to kill Xian Feng.

The bullets were bursting out, sparks were flying, and all the bullets were blocked by the raised ground before they could reach Xian Feng's body.

"If you dare to touch my relatives, you must be ready to meet my wrath." Xian Feng looked at them coldly and said indifferently, without a trace of fluctuation in his tone.

The eyes of Scar Man and the others were full of horror, but for the sake of their teammates, they could only make a desperate bet and rush towards Xian Feng desperately, hoping to stop Xian Feng's actions.

"Hey!" Xian Feng roared lightly and clasped his palms together.

And with the completion of Xian Feng's movements, the four high walls that enveloped the men in suits also slowly fell under the terrified gaze of everyone until they returned to the ground.

The battlefield returned to calm again, but the ground was littered with countless broken bones and flesh, and a large amount of blood, brains and pulp were spreading, reminding everyone of the fierceness of the battle.

"I'm going to kill you!" The scarred man's eyes were torn, and many of his brothers who had fought with him for many years were dead on the streets in just one minute, and there were no corpses, and the anger in his heart almost exploded. At that moment, he discarded the machine gun, took out a sharp saber, and was about to slash at Xian Feng. At this moment, only this kind of hand-to-hand combat can alleviate his anger.

Xian Feng gently glanced at the scar man, his face was expressionless, and he slowly raised his right hand.

At the moment when Xian Feng raised his hand, a giant hand transformed from the ground also appeared, slamming the scarred man's neck and forcibly dissolving his forward rush.

"The clown who jumps the beam also dares to shout in front of me." Xian Feng's palm was slightly forced, and the scar man suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were dull and sloppy.

"We, the Tang Group, will not let you go." The scar man held on to the pain, and said the last sentence in a low voice, his eyes closed, and he lost his life.

"Don't worry, I'll uproot you." Xian Feng's expression remained unchanged, his arm was raised slightly, and he threw the body of the scar man into the air, and said in a cold tone.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at the few enemies with a playful gaze, and said contemptuously: "Next, whose turn will it be?" “