The steel warthog no longer cares about the flashy balls of mercury, and he tries to focus his eyes on Frankimir beyond the mercury.

For the Steel Warthog, the only function of these mercury balls is to obscure his vision, making it difficult for him to make out the exact location of Frankimir in the night.

Under such circumstances, if Frankimir had been as agile as he had been in the past, it would have been impossible for the steel warthog to find Frankimir beyond the haze in the face of such a thick mercury haze.

Just because Franky Mill was seriously injured, although his strong willpower was enough for him to endure the pain, he could not change his actions, and the fact that it was too serious was greatly diminished.

Frankimir's increasingly sluggish movements allowed the Steel Warthog to lock on to Frankimir's exact position without much effort.

Like the steel warthog in the mercury haze, Frankimir outside the fog could not see what the steel warthog was doing in the mist, and surrounded by dense mercury balls, Frankimir could only see the general outline of the steel warthog.

Frank Mire, who is becoming more and more familiar with mercury, seems to have forgotten about the steel warthog, which may launch a counterattack at any time, so he has let his guard down and lost the vigilance he should have.

In the dense mercury haze, the steel warthog was staring at Frankimir with wide eyes, all the time.

At this moment, the steel warthog quickly pounced towards the mercury mist, and came straight for Frankimir.

Frankimir was shocked, he had never expected the steel warthog to come so suddenly. Caught off guard, Frank Mire had no way to retreat at all, and with the blood loss in Dalian, his actions were far worse than before.

The steel warthog attacked with six arms, and in the blink of an eye, the iron fist of the steel warthog was already close at hand. Frankimir's eyes were closed, and he could only leave himself to heaven to arrange, whether to live or die Frankimir was powerless.

Almost at the same moment, the Iron Fist struck Franky Mire. The first punch hit his right shoulder, the second hit his left chest, the third hit his left cheek, the fourth hit Frank Mill's lower abdomen, the fifth hit his left arm, and the sixth hit his right ankle.

These six punches were full of strength, and Frank Mire was dizzy and in a trance. At this time, every punch that hit Frank Mire was more than ten times more powerful than the previous attack, not to mention six punches in a row, even one punch at the moment Frank Miir couldn't bear it at all.

What's more, it was such a swift succession of six blows, which was enough to kill Frank Mire. Suffering another heavy blow, Frankimir was still powerless to fight back, and he collapsed on the snow, no longer having the slightest strength to get up from the snow.

The steel warthog grabbed Frankimir's hair and lifted Frankimir up from the snow, and the dying Frankimir lost his eyes, as if they were not open, as if they were not closed, the two eye sockets were full of blood, and the blood in his mouth was red and salivating, and he kept pouring out.

At this time, Frankimir's appearance can only be described as miserable. Since birth, Frankimir has never been so miserable.

Frankimir, who was completely radiant, was now vulnerable, as long as the steel warthog, with a light punch, could completely end Frankimir.

Looking at Frankimir, so miserable and embarrassed, the steel warthog laughed heartily. This time, Frankimir, even with wings, could not fly, and there was no way for him to escape.

Although it took a lot of effort tonight, it was a great pleasure to be able to capture Frankimir, as the so-called stepping on the iron boots had nowhere to be found, and it took no effort to get there.

It took so much manpower and material resources to capture Frank Mire in the end. I didn't expect it to be myself in the end, so by mistake, who personally captured Franky Mir.

Knowing this, why didn't you take action in person, which not only saved a lot of effort, but also saved so many capricious twists and turns.

Steel Warthog, looking at Frankimir who was covered in bruises and dying, the more he looked at him, the happier he became, the more he looked at him, the more energetic he became, I am afraid that there is nothing in the world that can make Steel Warthog feel so excited.

At this moment, the steel warthog suddenly realized that in the jungle to his right, a gust of wind was coming straight towards him.

The steel warthog didn't dare to be careless, and he instantly remembered the surprise attack he had received earlier.

The steel warthog didn't want to suffer a second loss, so he immediately took a defensive stance, waiting for the sneak attack to come quietly. But at this moment, he suddenly felt that under the thick snow, a pair of huge hands seemed to grow, firmly fixing the legs of the steel warthog on the snow.

The steel warthog was shocked, could it be said that there was far more than one accomplice of Franky Mir. At this time, if he can take care of the top, he can't take care of the bottom, and if he can take care of the bottom, he can't take care of the top. Take one of the two, and naturally it is important to get out first.

The steel warthog looked down at his feet, and before he could see what was entangled, what it was. The wind from the right, already close at hand, came in front of the steel warthog.

Steel Warthog was desperate as well, and he was already unable to avoid this attack of unknown origin. However, in less than three seconds, the steel warthog stretched his brows, and his heart felt extremely happy, not only did he not have the panic just now, but he looked a little carried away.

The silver-blue sharp object that pierced the night actually shot Frankmir in the neck. Before the steel warthog could see what it was, the silvery-blue object, like a mercury bullet, quickly flew into Frankimir's body.

Steel Warthog was secretly happy in his heart, but he didn't expect that at this critical moment, the attack he suffered would be this ridiculous three-legged cat kung fu.

It seems that Frankymir's accomplices are nothing more than that, and in such a situation, any attack launched can cause such accidental injuries, so what else is there for the steel warthogs to worry about.

The steel warthog smiled coldly, and even didn't bother to pay attention to what was wrapping around his feet. This is just a rabble, and even such a low-level mistake will appear, which cannot but surprise the steel warthog.

At this moment, no matter who Frankie Mire's comrades are, the steel warthog will not pay attention to it at all, and even be a little dismissive. Thanks to Frank Mire, who is still a KGB man, how can he know all the scum who are nondescript and make people laugh off their big teeth.

It's a pity that the steel warthog knows that this blow was originally aimed at Franky Mire. The person who launched this attack was not at all like Steel Warthog thought, it was a mistake after a failed sneak attack.

The purpose of the attack was only Franky Mill, not the Steel Warthog. The attack was neither from Leo the Short nor from Medusa. In addition to them, in the dark of night, there are other people hidden.

They were the reinforcements sent by the Song to keep an eye on the dark and to protect Frankimir. If Frankimir can solve everything on his own, then they will be silent, and no one will be aware of their existence, and they will only be forced to help when Frankimir has nothing to do.

Who are they? They are the most combat-effective in that mysterious organization, one of the five spirit generals, and the special combat team known as the "Canglong Seven Shows". (To be continued.) )