This old man is just the opening song of the killing movement, Qi Fei stabbed it with one move, destroying the old man's heart, Jing Buregret has already tended to be strong in his national arts, and in a short period of time after the heart was broken, he even controlled his chest cavity to squeeze blood.

At the same time, a little killing machine quietly appeared in the back of the head.

The location here is obviously a suburb, and there are no buildings at all in the surrounding kilometers, but this kind of killing machine from a distance makes people shudder.

Suddenly, a silvery-white bullet slashed through the air at an extremely fast speed and flew from the sky at an angle.

It's not a straight line at all, it's just a calculation that makes the bullet pass through a curve in the air that is affected by air resistance.

In other words, this master of firing bullets has a powerful ability to avoid obstacles.

If such a person runs to the battlefield, then all the trenches will no longer be meaningless, and even those so-called bunkers will lose half of their use.

The timing of the bullet flying was very clever, just when Qi Fei was exerting his strength. If it is replaced by a human being, after the use of a force, the muscles cannot retract quickly, which will inevitably give this bullet a chance.

But Qi Fei was not afraid, his body squirmed, and his head began to move rapidly.

Suddenly, the bullet passed through his ear and directly sank into Jing Buregret's head.

A peerless killer, he wanted to detonate the bomb in his body, but he didn't expect to be killed by this bullet.

"Isn't this meant to kill me?" Qi Fei couldn't help but think deeply, not so much that this bullet wanted to kill him, but rather that he wanted to understand Jing Buregret, and there seemed to be a sense of déjà vu that he was grabbing food.

The next thing was far from that simple, just as Qi Fei put down the corpse in his hand, three men and women with strange images and strange hair came to the outside of the construction site with a radio.

These three people are put in society, and they are the ones who kill Matt alive. Misty eyes, sloppy clothes, both men and women, with cheap cigarettes in their hands.

The index and middle fingers have long been stained yellow by cigarettes, and the teeth with smoke spots are exposed to the air.

At first glance, these three people are not surprising, but if you look closely, you will find that under the loose clothes of several people, there is an indescribable murderous intention.

"Out of the sword!" The yellow hair of the leader opened his mouth, and his yellow-brown teeth were particularly disgusting under the sunlight, and the red-haired woman next to him took a step forward directly when she heard this, her body trembled, and a soft sword shook out of her wrist.

They and Qi Fei were obviously more than fifty meters away, but Qi Fei directly felt that these three people were even more difficult to deal with than Jing Buregret.

Sure enough, the red-haired woman was extremely fast, and her scattered hair swayed in the wind, as if it had turned into a red hydrangea, confusing the eyes of others.

The short distance of fifty meters was fleeting, and there was one more object in Qi Fei's hand, that is, the crutch he got from Jing Buregret's hand.

Qi Fei has never believed in heroism, he never cared if he fought with his hands or not, if he had a powerful gun now, maybe he would have started to use it.

As for the skill of using weapons, Qi Fei didn't care at all. As long as you analyze the right angle and strength, there is no weapon that is not good in this world.

"Ding, ding, ding." In less than a second, the weapons in the hands of the two had already touched several times. Who knows that the opponent's weapon is slightly different from what he thinks, and when the two come into contact, the opponent's weapon will twist and turn and throw it on his body like a whip. At the same time, Qi Fei also had several subtle wounds on his body.

"Soft sword?" For a while, Qi Fei was even admired by the wisdom of these killers, and although there was a huge gap between the national art and the mutant in terms of strength, the command of thousands of years had greatly sublimated the skill.

In other words, it can be regarded as a strange and obscene skill that can be put on the table.

After a few wounds, the woman's role seemed to have been forgotten, and she arched her feet and made a direct backward movement.

"Heh, if I let you escape again, I'll write your name upside down." Qi Fei sneered, a killer is nothing more than killing an opponent, and now he feels that something has come into his body, and he doesn't need to analyze it to know that it must be some kind of toxin.

Qi Fei directly used the cancer cells in his body to do a pharmacological analysis, and it turned out to be tetrodotoxin.

Thinking about wanted warrants on the dark web, no one would try to capture them alive. In this way, the agile opponent is followed by the strength opponent.

It's a pity that these killers are still a little worse than Qi Fei's strength assessment, and at this moment Qi Fei smiled fiercely, his arm suddenly extended by more than ten centimeters, and at the same time waved the crutch in his hand and snorted.

The power was so great that it was like Mount Tai pressing down, and even the air around it was squeezed out ripples by the fast-swinging crutches.

"Fly!" The yellow-haired pupils were one, and the changes between the electric light and flint had all been captured in his brain.

"Bend your waist and reflexively sword!"

"Ridiculous!" Qi Fei couldn't help but scold, but he didn't expect that there was a figure like Wang Yuyan in this trio.

In fact, these three people have a well-known title in the rivers and lakes, respectively, the return of the fine snow flying geese. Legend has it that the trio once went deep into the Siberian Plain just to hunt down a former Soviet officer.

Such things are often in front of masters of this level, and they can no longer even become talking points.

But now... The so-called master is just a joke.

Qi Fei still clearly remembered Sima Xima's arrogant and incomprehensible expression.

Yes, all the warriors now are just some despicable obsolescence. Now we have ushered in a new era.

In the blink of an eye, the crutch had swung close to his head, and the software had pierced from under his armpit.

Software is never used for head-on confrontation, but for the extreme of skills. Combine the sharpness of a sword with the agility of a whip.

Flying this sword, it is the essence of it, directly pointing at Qi Fei's vein, even if Qi Fei takes this sword stubbornly, I'm afraid.

It's a pity, does Qi Fei care? Qi Fei didn't care at all.

Limping down, a rolling red stream.

"Fly!"

The goose returned to be completely stunned, he stared blankly at the soft sword that was constantly moving in Qi Fei's chest, and looked at the flying dance that was already dead and could no longer die. A strong sense of frustration made him a little unacceptable.

As a killer, you should have expected the worst at the moment of your shot. When there is a motive to kill, even if it is death, it is not a pity to die.