readx; Just as Chu Mengji counted the ammunition and supplies, a feeling of sweat hair standing on end suddenly appeared, and he subconsciously rolled forward, and three diamond-shaped darts with a mad blue color were nailed to the place where he had just stayed almost in no particular order. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why is there only one pig? It seems that there is no shortage of things~!but~, something is better than nothing, and if you are captured alive, you will know where the rest of the pigs are~!" Watanabe's eerie voice came from the trunk of the tree.

Chu Mengji fixed his eyes on it, and a man who was so thin that he had to fight like a monkey endured condescendingly and made nonsense.

"Believe it or not, Lao Tzu exploded your **~!?" Chu Mengchen said coldly when he heard the words of this goods.

"Hmph~!I'm still hard-mouthed when I'm dying~!" After Watanabe finished speaking, his figure shook, and he instantly appeared in front of Chu Mengji, and the sword slashed out a sharp ray, slashing at Chu Mengji's right shoulder.

Obviously, Watanabe didn't want to kill Chu Mengji immediately, so he kept some leeway, after all, Chu Mengji was now unarmed.

But Chu Mengji's eyes narrowed, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and a fine light appeared in his hand, and he went straight to Watanabe's chest.

A cold air made Watanabe feel horrified, and he hurriedly withdrew the long knife and smashed the handle of the knife as a dagger at the sharp mang in Chu Mengji's hand.

But with the sound of ~~uh~~~~~~, Watanabe Fei stepped back, his left hand covering his right chest, blood gushing out, and his once proud sword has been cut off half of the handle~!

"You~~~ What the hell is in your hand~!?" Watanabe looked at Chu Mengji's right hand in horror, he couldn't see the shape of Leng Mang, so he could only ask.

Chu Mengchen took a few steps forward, Shi Shiran picked up the military thorn, weighed it in his hand a few times, and said with his eyes as if staring at the prey: "You Japanese people are not worthy of knowing what is in Lao Tzu's hands, I said, I am going to explode your *, are you ready~!?"

"Hmph~!!, just by you~!?despicable sneak attacker~!!" Watanabe was not ashamed of the sneak attack he had just attacked with a dart, and scolded with his eyes.

"You Japanese people are like this, farting to look at others, in fact, you are putting it yourself~!Obviously you are doing more excessively, but you are often like your master, naked, saying that others don't wear clothes and stumbling~!Hypocritical, slave people, bah~!!" Chu Mengji sneered disdainfully.

"You~!? hum~~ let you know that we know how hard we endured~!" After Watanabe finished speaking, he took out a smoke projectile and smashed it beside him, a thick pink smoke rose, the smoke dissipated, and Watanabe disappeared without a trace.

Chu Mengji closed his eyes, relying on his own experience and grasp of the slightest movement in the air, carefully feeling the enemy's movements.

The sword suddenly flashed, and it was about to slash at Chu Mengji's body, Chu Mengji shook weirdly twice, and actually disappeared in Watanabe's eyes~!!

Watanabe was dumbfounded, could it be that this Chinese can also do ninjutsu?

Before Watanabe came back to his senses, the goods suddenly felt that his * was cold, and then a sharp pain came from below, and the tip of a three-edged army thorn penetrated the lower abdomen, and a large amount of blood was released when the three blood troughs landed~!

Watanabe endured the great pain, and swept back with a knife in his dying struggle, hoping to die with the enemy~!

But Chu Mengji appeared in front of him at the next moment, looking at Watanabe, who had already turned sideways, with a disdainful evil smile, and said, "What Lao Tzu said counts~!!"

Watanabe could no longer turn around, so he fell straight to the ground, blood rising into the sky like a small fountain.

Chu Mengchen kicked this thin monkey-like endurance, pulled out the three-edged army thorn from his *, wiped it clean on his body, and then picked up the package and strode towards the mountain bag.

Now that your whereabouts have been exposed, there is no need to hide and hide. Chu Mengji preemptively launched a fierce attack, and the grenades, guns and ammunition collected were put to use, and under his accurate marksmanship, those lurkers who had been guilty for nearly a day were finally freed.

Of course, the special forces of the Yue country are still very strong, even if Chu Mengji is like a ghost in the mountains and forests, he has also been stubbornly blocked and resisted, in less than two hours, Chu Mengji's thighs and calves are painted, and the special forces of the Yue country and the ninjas of the Wa country have also been wiped out by Chu Mengchen.

Sitting under a big tree, Chu Mengchen tightened the strips of cloth for several wounds, listened to the rustling of enemies behind him, and took a deep breath.

He knew that after hitting the shuttle bullet in his hand, he would turn from an active attack to a passive escape~!

The rustle was approaching, and it looked like five guys were outflanking.

Ten meters... Five meters... Three-meter ......

Chu Mengji jumped forward suddenly, the submachine gun in his hand spewed out cross flames, and a shuttle of bullets poured out, and the fan-shaped barrage completely shredded the five Yue special forces.

As soon as his body hit the ground, Chu Mengji rolled over the trend, and he was able to dodge the sneak attack of a dart.

"Not bad~!!! It's really an agile Shina pig~!!" Mimotoro's voice seemed a little erratic.

Chu Mengchen's heart tightened, he could clearly feel the pressure from Sanjiro, it was the aura that a strong man naturally exuded, and it was a powerful aura of self-confidence.

Pulling out the slightly white triangular military thorn, Chu Mengji slowly closed his eyes, even if the special forces of the Yue Kingdom had gradually surrounded him, Chu Mengchen at this moment had to enter that realm of emptiness, after all, Mimoto Lang is not Watanabe, he is a real master~!!

"Ruan Sang~!Please give me a cup of tea, I want to cut off the head of this pig with my own hands, and pay tribute to those compatriots who died bravely~!!" Seeing that the commander of the Yue Kingdom had surrounded this place with the special forces of the Yue Kingdom, he solemnly asked the commander of the Yue Kingdom.

"Okay~!Ten minutes~!You only have ten minutes~!!" Seeing this, the commander of the Yue Kingdom waved his hand, and these special forces scattered one after another, leaving Sanjilang and Chu Mengji to duel in this relatively flat open space.

Sanjiro slowly pulled out a long sword, wiped it lightly with one hand, and suddenly rushed forward, shooting like a bullet towards Chu Mengji, who was pranayama with his eyes closed.

Chu Mengji almost subconsciously erected a military spur sideways, and dangerously used the blood trough of the military stab to resist the tip of Miyama Lang's knife, and the sound of ding~~ made the ear drums of all the special forces of the Yue Kingdom present feel painful.

Sanjiro was surprised in his heart, his move that could be called a quick kill was easily blocked, and this guy in front of him was really not to be underestimated.

Collect the knife, turn around, sweep hard, slash wildly...... A series of dizzyingly fast movements splashed on Chu Mengji's body like a storm.

Chu Mengji never opened his eyes, and only relied on the slight movement from the air to subconsciously wave the military thorn to block the defense.

The sound of clanging was endless, and Sanjilang attacked for five minutes, but he was actually blocked by Chu Mengji.

Suddenly retracted the knife, Sanjiro narrowed his triangular eyes, staring at Chu Mengji who was standing in place like a javelin like a poisonous snake, and his heart was extremely annoyed~!