Covered in blood, Bill Oss felt as if his chest was on fire, and the heat from his lungs in the temperature of more than 20 degrees Celsius made his throat itch.

But at this time, he didn't care about his physical discomfort at all, and stared at the white strong man who was confronting him not far away without blinking.

The strength of this group of invaders is too strong!

Even if they were well prepared with the information, the children in the manor, who had been trained by their own hands, could not stop the enemy's attack.

In particular, after the snipers who were ambushed in various hidden places were hit by the double blow of the aircraft bombs and the enemy snipers, the children who had lost their cover were completely slaughtered.

Along the way, the guns came and there were the corpses of the children in the manor everywhere, and there were only a few dozen corpses of the enemy, and almost every ten children could buy the enemy's life.

Although these enemies are equally vulnerable to themselves in the face of themselves, it is obvious that the other party has a lot of high-level forces, and the white man in military uniform in front of him is one of them.

If he were to go one-on-one with this guy when he was in perfect form, Bill Oss was confident that he could take his life at a small cost.

But along the way, I have forgotten how many enemies I have killed, and the disadvantage of my age is highlighted by the long and protracted battle.

The most hateful thing is that the other enemies who followed this big man were not afraid of death one by one, and they did not use firearms like those guys they met before, and the enemies who were all replaced with machetes had no fear of accidental injury.

Everyone rushed up to attack without their lives, and this big man swept the formation from the sidelines, and by the time he had killed all five of his followers, he had already been hit hard.

The right calf was stabbed with a machete by an enemy, and the left cheek was cut with a slit of about five centimeters, and even bloody teeth could be seen.

However, the deepest injuries were two cuts on the back and a scratch on the right chest, and the two wounds on the back greatly reduced the body's mobility, and whenever the two wounds sprinted and jumped, the blood gushed outward and the body could not lift its stamina.

The scratch on the right chest was twelve centimeters long and three centimeters deep, and such a horrific injury inevitably injured the ligaments. The right hand was no longer able to make too drastic movements, and now he was fighting with one hand.

After fighting for so long, the only damage inflicted on the enemy was a stab in the forearm and a few kicks, and the situation was completely unfavorable to him.

However, this white strong man did not take advantage of the situation to attack, but confronted himself with a sarcastic expression.

Hesitant, Bill Oss pondered the reason as he seized the time to regain his strength, and an object that accidentally entered the corner of his eye caused the old black man's pupils to shrink.

It was a radiophone that had been thrown next to a corpse, and the green light on the microphone flashed brightly and dimly, as if mocking Bill Os's ignorance and stupidity.

For a moment, Bill Oss fell into an ice cave, and he remembered that when he had met the group of people just now, they were indeed reporting the situation to the radio as they walked. Linked to the performance of this opponent in front of him, the enemy is waiting for reinforcements!

The manor was remote, and since these people dared to use heavy weapons to raid without hesitation, they must have had plenty of support. This means that there will be no action from the Metropolitan Police Station until at least tomorrow dawn.

That's why this enemy is waiting for reinforcements without fear, and according to intelligence, there are at least seven strong men at the level of this man in front of them, maybe they will be there right now!

As if confirming the conjecture, there was a sound of running in the distance approaching quickly in this direction, and the big white man on the opposite side also sneered: "Hahaha! Old fellow, you are dead!"

Bill Oss twitched a few times, and pounced on the white man with the will of an indomitable mortal.

He is more afraid of the "king" who saved and taught him than the fear of death, and he is more afraid of the children who have surrounded him and called him father since childhood. Even if you die, you have to pull an enemy to hell with you!

The white man who confronted Bill Oss was the leader of the group of retired soldiers who followed Kirin, and he was not an ordinary person, but a strong man with the world's No.50 ranking of "Iron Man".

The fight with the brute bull looked overwhelming on the surface, but in reality he did not fight easily.

Manniu was ranked No.30 in the world more than 20 years ago, but due to the existence of the elimination machine of "king" back then, most of the powerhouses on the ranking are much more powerful than now.

Some of the big consortia in the underworld have organized no less than ten operations to exterminate the king, and each of the strong people who survived these operations has their own unique killer features.

Although his age and combat experience have made this black powerhouse's combat strength past its peak and begin to decline, his strength is still far superior to that of Iron Man. A knife in the arm is actually not serious, and the body that resists the fierce kick of the brute bull has already suffered internal injuries.

The essence of overwhelming superiority on the surface is actually that both sides are evenly matched, and if they attack rashly, the outcome is still unknown.

Therefore, the iron talent will confront and drag on time, he believes that in ten minutes, the Qilin will come and result in this powerful nameless powerhouse in front of him.

Although it doesn't look like the person who organized you from the sound of running, it is most likely the underground powerhouse hired this time.

Looking at the brute bull that pounced on him, the iron man, who had been preparing for a long time, calmly turned sideways and avoided it, grabbed the saber with his right hand and pushed it forward.

Click!

The blade easily cut into the man's jaw from bottom to top, and finally penetrated through his human acupoint, and the manniu's whole body loosened, and he fell to the ground with the inertia softly.

After taking a breath, the iron man relaxed, turned around and looked at the corner of the wall in the direction where the running sound came, and after a while, a sexy and enchanting figure appeared in sight.

Seeing that the person who came was a blood rose, the iron man's slightly apprehensive heart was completely relaxed, and he felt a little out of strength when he came back to his senses.

Looking up and down at the approaching beauty, Iron Man found that this woman seemed to have also experienced a big battle, her brown short clothes were covered with faint bloodstains, her long golden hair was curled and split at the ends, and she looked like she had been burned by the heat, and there were several pale red abrasions on her white wrists.

Watching the Blood Rose slow down and slowly approach, the iron man smiled, and just wanted to say hello, when he suddenly found that the woman raised her hand and pointed her pistol at herself and pulled the trigger.

In desperation, the iron man bent down to dodge, and two bullets grazed his shoulders and hit the wall behind him, making a crackling sound~.

The man who had escaped did not retreat, but took a big step forward and pressed towards Blood Rose, the machete in his hand that had just drunk blood slanted towards Blood Rose's cheek.

Blood Rose's eyelids closed slightly, and she leaped backwards to avoid the blade, but the silver pistol in her hand fell to the ground due to an abrupt and sudden escape.

Blood Rose's face suddenly sank, and a look of hesitation flashed across her face. Eventually, he gave up picking up his weapon and strode back in an attempt to evacuate the battlefield.

A hideous smile appeared on the iron man's indifferent face, and he didn't want to pounce forward with his right foot, and his right hand put the war knife in front of his body and stabbed at the defenseless woman in front of him with the sound of whirring wind.