"Huh?" The two strong men were slightly stunned at first, and then laughed in unison. Even if Zhen Shifeng really wanted to erase the murderer of Hongdou, Hongdou, as a military advisor, can be regarded as the existence with the lowest combat effectiveness among the three, which is not enough to reflect whether Brother Feng has the real strength to fight against two players at the same time, not to mention that the two strong men are still quite confident in their hole cards.

And Zhen Shifeng is also bottomless in his heart, since the big words have been released, how can there be any reason to take it back? As the saying goes, if you don't die, you won't die, and if someone has to let you die for no reason, then he is simply dying. It's nothing more than a mess of data to exit the script, but touching the bottom line is a matter of self-esteem. In the mouths of others, he was said to be a piece of fish that could be killed and discarded on the board, so how could he swallow this evil breath?

"Stinky boy, just roll me aside and watch, do you hear!" Zhen Shifeng scolded Fendel behind him. Although Findel was full of anger, but now that he was mixed here, it would be in the way, and the only thing he could do was to wait and see what happened, so that he could help Zhen Shifeng in time at a critical moment.

"Hmph, if the two of us really wanted to attack and kill you in the dark just now, it would be effortless, but if you do that, it's a bit of a victory, so ............ It's also a chance to give you a chance to come up head-on and see how many rounds you kid can survive with the two of us! The strong man raised the corners of his mouth confidently, as if he didn't pay attention to his opponent at all.

After hearing this, Zhen Shifeng laughed wildly on his back, only to see that he first shook the oil lamp on his left hand, and then stretched out a finger and sneered: "First, if a sneak attack in the dark is considered to be a victory, then what is it to try to win more with two against one?" A word of advice, wipe your ass clean before praising yourself as a decent gentleman! ”

"What?" The strong man was immediately furious.

"Second, don't talk about any sneak attacks that are effortless, provided that you two hide in the dark so that I don't find out easily. Want to know how you were exposed? Zhen Shifeng began to swing the oil lamp in his hand, his eyes narrowed, and the surging murderous aura suddenly spread out, "It's very simple, I smelled the smell of shit on your two earth dogs from the moment you came in, how can I not expose it!" ”

I saw Zhen Shifeng throw the oil lamp high into the air, and the M870 shotgun in his hand was sacrificed, with a loud bang, the oil lamp immediately shattered, and the fuel swept the flames everywhere, and the entire hospital hall was suddenly illuminated.

The battle broke out in an instant!

It was still Zhen Shifeng who took the lead, but at the moment, there were only four rounds of ammunition left for the shotgun, which should be kept for use at critical moments. Other than that, the only one that can produce effective damage is Lucifer's Sword, which can't perform special effects on living creatures, but it's at least a sharp-edged sword that can be said to be the first choice among cold weapons. As for the 'severed' shovel, it can be seen but useless, so it will not be mentioned here.

Whoosh, Zhen Shifeng jumped a few steps in a row and ran all the way to Huang Mao, who was far away from him, compared with the strong man who was powerful, the thin Huang Mao naturally became his first choice for attacking. The sharp sword in his hand stabbed straight over, but Huang Mao unhurriedly took out the short knife in his backpack and sneered: "Heh, your speed is too slow, but how can you mess up, brother?" ”

Pieces of blue light instantly covered Huang Mao's body, and his body flickered, and the whole person immediately dodged the direct stab as if he was teleporting. Then he turned around and counterattacked, and the falling short knife slashed with Lucifer's sword, which immediately stirred up sparks.

"That's my skill -- target growth rate!" Huang Mao's figure flashed again, and in the blink of an eye, he teleported to Zhen Shifeng's back, and the short knife slashed straight at the back of the opponent's neck. Of course, Brother Feng is not a vegetarian, although the combat effectiveness of the individual is lacking, but with a keen intuitive reaction, he can still effectively make up for this. Feeling the overwhelming chill, Zhen Shifeng's head leaned down slightly, and the blade was almost rubbed against his ear. Immediately reflexively swung his elbow, which really made Huang Mao suffer a heavy elbow blow, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Hmph, let me kill him!" The strong man strode and slashed, his two fists roaring like tigers, and his strength was comparable to that of a boss-level fat man Wick. Before he had time to react, Zhen Shifeng had to stumble over and roll to dodge the attack, but the strong wind carried by his fist seemed to form a vortex and quickly sucked him towards the center.

This was a big problem, and he was also unable to effectively swing his sword to fend off the incoming fists. It's like a pile of laundry thrown into the washing machine, and it's hard to get it twisted together at high speed. Although Brother Feng tried his best to break free from the attraction, he was finally hit on the side of the chest by one of the punches, breaking several ribs and instantly dropping his health from 500 to 280.

"Haha, see no, this is Lao Tzu's skill - absolute gravity!" The strong man said proudly.

At this time, Huang Mao had almost recovered his strength, and his body jumped and teleported above Zhen Shifeng, and shouted sharply: "Big brother doesn't need to say much, take advantage of his illness to kill him." ”

"Hmph, that's nature!"

When the words fell, the strong fist and the knife slash instantly attacked from the positive and upper directions, coupled with the speed of the yellow hair and the attraction of the strong man, Zhen Shifeng could be said to have no power to fight back. But............

"You think you have the skills and others are only beaten? Next, let Er wait to see Brother Zhi's skills - impact punch! ”

The invisible shockwave gradually converged on the tip of the fist, and suddenly shot out under saturation. For a while, the air waves were churning, the space shook, and the shock wave carrying huge energy bombarded the unsuspecting strong men, shaking them out on the spot. Zhen Shifeng took advantage of the residual power of the shock wave to rise into the air, and Lucifer's sword cut a graceful arc in the air, but what it brought was death-like horror. A red line flew out, and a terrifying blood mouth immediately appeared on Huang Mao's chest, and his health dropped to 80, and it also had a bleeding effect.

"Nima, I'm careless." Seeing that his companion was seriously injured and his life was in danger, the anger in the strong man's heart did not come to one place, "Quick! Speed drugs! ”

Huang Mao didn't say much, and quickly turned out a small bottle and drank it all. This is just an ordinary hemostatic agent, although it can't quickly restore health, but at least it can eliminate the bleeding effect, and his life is temporarily saved.

"Cut, you used illegal drugs during the game, you're a foul!" Zhen Shifeng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and even had the heart to joke. But then again, whether it is a sports competition or a life-and-death fight, the game must pay attention to the word 'mentality', not arrogant, not impatient, not impatient, not slow, and face everything with a peaceful attitude, and the effect is often twice the result with half the effort.

It's a pity that the strong men didn't think about this aspect at all, they were already carried away by anger, and this often became the Achilles' heel at critical moments.

"Hmph, you kid really has a kind, but then ............"