"Now, then, it's time to settle the reckoning between us, I know you're not dead. No. 47 finished speaking in a calm tone, staring at Zhang Duan motionless in the mud in front of him.

At this time, Zhang Duan's whole body was in rags, and his whole body was covered with dense small blood mouths, and some wounds were affected by the power of the stabbing yin thunder just now, and the surface of the wound was burned by excessive charring, and the charred black wound could still vaguely smell the smell of charcoal burning. Zhang Duan gently agitated his body to shake off the explosive dust scattered on his body, and let more fine blood beads burst out of those festering skins, and he couldn't help but exhale deeply the turbid breath that he had held for a long time.

Obviously, Zhang Duan's injuries are simply miserable.

"How did you find out?" Zhang Duan slowly got up from the edge of the unrecognizable bunker that had been exploded, and as he questioned and spoke, stained blood continued to drip from his mouth, ears, etc., and his expression seemed very casual, as if all the pain was a trivial matter to him.

It seems that the explosion of the stabbing yin thunder just now still affected Zhang Duan, this kind of means of attacking the enemy is simply a desperate way of injuring the enemy and injuring eight hundred, that is, a mercenary like this who has been trying to survive in the wilderness for many years will dare to make such a bet with his own life, a dangerous and fierce way to pass, and it is also the most effective and simple rough response.

But it has to be said that Zhang Duan's plan is very good, at least for now, he still has a chance to fight back.

No. 47 looked coldly at Zhang Duan, who was covered in blood and dust, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It's been many years since I've met a mercenary like you, but it's a pity that the head of your Cloud Wolf Mercenary Group, Yun Lei, is also a good man." ”

"Actually, it stands to reason that most of the mercenaries that our Yunfeng Zhao clan warriors can meet now are some low-voiced soft eggs, your performance today is very good, now kneel down and beg me, I will try to plead with the second prince and spare your life." You can follow me in the future, and if you still don't know what to do, then you're welcome. Number 47 continued, as he walked towards Zhang Duan step by step, and around his body, a pale blue protective light shield was gradually brightening and thickening as he walked.

I really think about it, No. 47 is planning to constantly wear down the battle.

Zhang Duan also had to admire No. 47's cunning and ruthlessness from the bottom of his heart, and his response plan seemed to be about to go bankrupt.

Obviously, No. 47's mind is too terrifying, and he hasn't been so vigilant for a long time.

"Ahem, how do you see that? Do you have the ability to warn?" Zhang Duan slowly moved back, and at the same time, he had already picked up a smaller and more delicate silver white ball in his hand, he deliberately raised this silver-white energy nickel ball, and sighed: "I really can't fool you, it seems that this effect on you is not a threat." ”

"Hehe, in fact, I met an old mercenary before, I was still very young at the beginning, and the feeling of being young was really good, and my ambition was inflated enough. Until one day, in that attack, I succeeded in defeating the experienced and well-known mercenary, and I was able to defeat him, and I was carried away by the joy of victory, and he did kneel on the ground like a dog and wagged his tail at me, and youth is also an original sin, and I easily believed to let him go. No. 47 seemed to have everything in his hands, and he was not worried about Zhang Duan's counterattack, and continued patiently.

"However, just as I turned to leave as a victor, at that moment, I realized that I had always been so naïve and stupid!" No. 47 sneered as he stared at Zhang Duan with hatred, as if he was immersed in the battle of many years ago.

"You see, it's all a gift from you bastards, but, haha, all my opponents died in the end. He became inexplicably hysterical. No. 47 gently took off his jet-black combat uniform in the blue light mask, and carefully wrapped it around his waist and hips, and a thin and ugly figure was slowly revealed.

On No. 47's emaciated and bare upper body, there are large and small scars, some of which look like old scars at a glance, and some of which are strangely still squirming and trembling, and small robotic insects the size of a grain of rice are occasionally revealed in the wounds.

Zhang Duan's eyes became incomprehensible, and he couldn't help but continue to explore: "The hands and feet of the second son?

No. 47 lowered his head silently, his shoulders shaking violently, and when he raised his head again, his expression returned to his original serene and relaxed appearance.

"No. 47? No. 47! This despicable title! What the hell is No. 47? If Lao Tzu hadn't been negligent back then, how could he have completed this step! I can't wait to move the ancestral grave of the Zhao clan of Yunfeng immediately!"

"Come on, I know you still have the strength to fight. I don't want to continue to be Zhao's lackey. ”

"Come on, let's have a final end, a duel between men. I've lived too long, and I don't have the freedom and dignity that a free man should have! Let's have a good time! You're a mercenary worthy of my real strength!" No. 47 had already walked more than a dozen feet away from Zhang Duan, which was enough for two people to fight and entangle.

Zhang Duan's eyes were surprisingly calm, he had experienced so much blood and fire since he was a child, this time no matter what, he should indeed duel like a man, but he would never relax his vigilance against the enemy.

At this time, the dense fragments of wounds all over his body had healed rapidly during the time of his conversation with No. 47, and the remaining serious wounds were slowly recovering in a better direction.

No. 47 cast an envious look and nodded in admiration: "It's really an enviable physique, if I could have a recovery physique like yours, I wouldn't have fallen into such a depressed situation now." In the future, I will take them back if I owe them!"

Zhang Duan looked disappreciatively at the increasingly thick blue protective light shield around No. 47's body, and asked rhetorically, "I guess you can't survive the last, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a side flash jumped a few feet to the side of him, frowning slightly and concentrating on the place where he was standing, and at the place where Zhang Duan originally stood was constantly emerging light blue lightning at this time.

After passing through the surface layer of dry and soft sand, these electric rays make a slight and fine crackling sound, and the small puddle of sand and mud is carbonized by the high temperature and high pressure oxidation of the instantaneous electromagnetic micro-rush, melting into a small piece of amber mud glaze, which is unusually cold and dazzling in the light.

No. 47's reaction to Zhang Duan seemed to have been anticipated, and he didn't show much disappointment and surprise, and in the light blue protective light shield, he smoothly took out the small electromagnetic micro-punch from his left hand that was blocking behind him.

This small electromagnetic micro-punch is the size of a baby's arm, and it is tightly wrapped around No. 47's left arm, and the spiral valve that has just been activated has been automatically closed, and the purple-red indicator light is flickering and bright.

"How did you find out?" No. 47 waved the electromagnetic micro-punch that had just been unloaded, and casually threw this consumable combat product of primary performance at his feet.

Zhang Duan stared nervously at No. 47's deep eyes and explained, "I didn't notice it originally, but people like you are so calm from beginning to end. Just now you were able to kill even your own comrades, it was too terrible and ruthless, how could I believe the nonsense you told me?"

"Yes, smart enough. No. 47 continued to praise that Zhang Duan's performance was becoming more and more in line with his tricky tastes.

He unfastened and put on the black combat uniform that was tied around his waist and hips again, moving slowly and seriously.

Zhang Duan, who was more than a dozen feet away, seemed unusually cautious, so much so that he kept tensing his nerves, which were becoming more and more numb, and watched No. 47's every move.

This dangerous and terrifying man is really unguardable, if Zhang Duan was a little careless or slow to react just now, then his ending can be imagined now.

couldn't help but think about it, making Zhang Duan's back drenched in cold sweat.

However, at this time, No. 47 looked up and asked, "Because of this?"

Zhang Duan nodded slightly, after his subtle and simple action, Zhang Duan's face suddenly turned pale, he couldn't help but cover his chest full of scars, and a mouthful of black blood was spit out in the gap between his tight fingers and in the rapid gasp.

Zhang Duan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his palm and explained: "You are a cold poisonous snake, you have been in a state of complete calm from beginning to end, whether you are killing your comrades-in-arms or telling me about your own past, you are so calm. I thought you were really lost in your own past, and I do really believe that you are who you are. ”

Number 47's expression remained unchanged as he continued to sort out the black combat uniform he had already woon.

A small haze crept into the mind of Number 47, and it seems that he really encountered a tricky guy today.

Zhang Duan stared at him, and his heart palpitated more and more: "Fortunately, at the last moment, you showed your feet, how could a person who hates the past so much take off his combat uniform with his fingers smoothly, and have to tie it to his waist and hips so seriously? Don't you think it's very troublesome?"

Number 47 nodded his head in agreement, feeling a little good about himself.

"Indeed, everything was under my control just now, I didn't expect you to be so calm and calm now, yes, I'll make you less painful later. As soon as No. 47 finished speaking, he slammed his feet on the ground, and ran smoothly to Zhang Duan, who was standing still.

Zhang Duan's breathing suddenly lifted, and when No. 47 rushed towards him, his always straight body also rushed towards No. 47 resolutely.

The two of them were like two irascible beasts, fighting hand-to-hand without care, followed by a sharp collision one after another.

The light blue protective light shield around No. 47's body was worn away and faded little by little under Zhang Duan's fierce fists, and Zhang Duan himself was not easy at this time, his entire left hand was broken by No. 47's cold finger tiger in the collision just now, and he was hanging down weakly at this time.

More and more fine wounds appeared on Zhang Duan's body, and he endured the pain and swung his right fist again, and the light blue protective light shield around No. 47's body was finally shattered by him, and then he gritted his teeth again and punched a heavier and more ferocious punch.

It's a completely fatal way to stick to the flesh, but it is indeed the most effective and suitable way to deal with the type of protection of No. 47 at present.

No. 47 was hit by Zhang Duan's explosive force, his thin body was hit by Zhang Duan's punch, and then it was like being hit by a fierce beast, and he was painfully repelled by Zhang Duan's explosive force, and did not stop until he rolled dozens of feet.

A faint sand mark emerged, and the damage to Number 47 did not seem so easy.

At this time, Zhang Duan's eyes were bloodshot, and he kept the action of punching just now, motionless, like a ceramic frozen by time, his whole body was densely covered with more and more dense wounds and cracks, and he finally collapsed to the ground weakly, showing too much unwillingness in his eyes.

"It seems that the effect of stimulants is really gone, just a little bit. Zhang Duan sighed helplessly.

No. 47 in front of him got up from the ground and stood up again, he kept coughing, and while he was coughing, his hands were also regularly patting the meridians of his whole body, this kind of efficient and fast recovery method was not something that ordinary gate valves could obtain, at least in Zhang Duan's mind, he had never heard of anyone in the Yunfeng Zhao clan who would have such an efficient recovery method.

No. 47's physical strength has recovered a lot, and a naturally thin-boned person like him is indeed not an opponent like Zhang Duan who can fight hand-to-hand with each other.

It is no wonder that No. 47 did not hesitate to use the blue protective shield that had been preserved for a long time.

"You're really good, it seems that I was overthinking just now, you're not very good at recovering your physique, but you can transfer serious injuries into small scars all over your body, and you can use them so-so. It's a pity that you ran into me today. No. 47 slowly walked up to Zhang Duan's side, quietly staring at Zhang Duan, whose whole body was already blurred with flesh and blood.

"Come on, give me a good time, there is what you want hidden in the cartilage where my thoracic vertebra meets the second rib. Zhang Duan seemed to have accepted his fate, he then looked into No. 47's eyes, and reminded uneasily: "Remember to say hello to Zhao Ergongzi for me, I won't let you go!"

As if he hadn't heard anything, No. 47 calmly took out his small dagger from his combat uniform and bent down in front of Zhang Duan.

Suddenly No. 47's expression changed dramatically, and he didn't expect Zhang Duan's vitality to be so tenacious, at this time, Zhang Duan had already jumped up with a carp, and he brazenly pounced on No. 47, who was still in the middle of the delay, and was still holding the silver-white energy nickel ball in his left hand, and a fierce bear hug tightly imprisoned No. 47 in his arms.

"No, you madman!" No. 47 no longer had the same unfazed look as he had just looked, his face full of despair and terror, he struggled desperately, but everything was in vain.

Zhang Duan's eyes were full of brightness and pleasure, he lowered his head fiercely and bit No. 47's neck, and scolded vaguely: "Our entire Cloud Wolf Mercenary Group is gone......! I'm going to make you Yunfeng Zhao pay the price of blood...... Come with me to hell!haha......"

Before Zhang Duan's words were finished, a dazzling light burst out in his left hand behind No. 47, and then their bodies hugging each other trembled violently, and countless blood and water crawled out of the seven orifices on their bodies like earthworms.

There were two soft sounds, and No. 47 and Zhang Duan collapsed weakly on the sand.

This highly concentrated energy nickel ball after conversion bursts out in an instant with nickel poison source energy radiation that destroys the regeneration of human cells.

No. 47's expression was sluggish, his whole body was shaking, he curled up tightly, and coughed violently: "You madman......! Ahem, madness! It's the devil...... Damn something!"

"Hehe, you're not dead yet?" Zhang Duan's mouth kept spitting foaming bloody phlegm, and he trembled and kept groping the sand around him with his hands, and crawled to the location of No. 47 little by little with his last strength.

It was clear that the explosive power of the energy nickel ball had radiated and destroyed Zhang Duan's visual nervous system, and he had become a slowly crawling blind flesh man.

It's really hard for Zhang Duan to be alive now.

He finally met No. 47, who was still curled up and trembling, and he sighed softly: "It's worth it to be able to pull you down." ”

"You madman, I'll be waiting for you down there, haha" No. 47's tone was weak and low, he seemed to be the old man in the last candle, and he would die at any moment.

"Tell...... I, who the hell are you?" Zhang Duan finally couldn't help but ask.

Number 47's trembling and curled up body slowly stretched out, and the nickel ball of energy had completely catalyzed and corroded his internal organs. He watched quietly, calmly, blank eyes at the darkening sky, warm liquid cascading down his cheeks.

No one knows what the 47th is thinking at this time?

Is it remorse or resentment?

It hadn't been like this for many years, and it turned out that he still couldn't forget his past.

It's a pity that there is no chance to regret it anymore, and the time is not for himself, and the sage has died.

"I am Tang Tang...... The voice of No. 47 in the East Henan Plain, Wei Shi! "Wei ......" reached Zhang Duan's ears intermittently, and then his whole body stretched out unusually calmly, and no sound came out again.

If you look closely, the expression on No. 47's face is so serene and calm, as if he is sleeping.

After hearing this, Zhang Duan was slightly stunned for a moment, and then he trembled nervously and moved his fingers weakly, gently touching the already cold corpse of No. 47.

Zhang Duan's expression was depressed and helpless, it turned out to be such an ending.

What a providence!

He felt his whole body grow colder and numb.

In the sandy area on the far west side, there was the sound of rapid running, accompanied by the occasional barking of dogs.

Zhang Duan's eyes had long lost their former brilliance, and they were hollow and terrifying.

The night is long, and the sky scrolls the stars.

On the sandy ridge of the wilderness, clouds gathered in the distance.

Dening looked up slightly, and it seemed that the wind was about to pick up again.