Chapter 749: Five Punches Scrap

Although these two people are one light and one dark, they are both bait.

Summer even knew that there must be someone else hidden around the two of them.

Therefore, when the mercenary in the open spot passed by him, he remained motionless and lurked in the bushes.

Really.

A moment later, the voice of the forest was extremely light.

Six more mercenaries appeared from different directions, and after making sure they were safe, they continued to sneak.

The mercenary, who had been lurking in the bushes, did not move.

After a full minute, he stood up silently, ready to sneak in the other direction.

It's just that when he had just walked less than five steps away, his body froze, as if he had suddenly fallen to the ground, silently.

If you look closely, you will find that a hole the size of a needle's eye appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and traces of blood spilled outward.

Sou.

An afterimage flickered, gently catching his corpse.

The seven people in front of them were no more than ten meters away from each other, sneaking from different directions, everything happened so fast, the bushes and dense trees made them not even aware that their companions had died violently.

In fact, after making sure that the area was safe, they left their backs to their companions.

The companion is not only the peak combat power of the heaven-level level, but also the second sniper of the squad this time, and it is a companion worthy of reassurance.

Little did they know that the killing had begun.

The second to fall was one of the most marginal mercenaries.

He had just finished his routine radio communications, and subconsciously took the time to turn his head to take a look.

Then, his head never twisted back.

A silver needle slid into the back of his head, pierced through his forehead, and pinned to the tree in front of him.

This master, who was already extremely close to the god level, didn't even snort, and died like this.

At the same time as he fell, his companion, who was ten meters away, was slashed by a knife when he heard the sound coming, and then he was gently lowered into the bushes, drowning his body.

Immediately after that, the fourth mercenary was killed, and he happened to walk next to a tree, becoming a blind spot for his companions.

He held his gun and subconsciously leaned against the trees on his left, his eyes looking ahead and to his right.

After a three-second pause, he prepared to move on.

Then, without waiting for him to take a step, an arm silently reached out from behind the tree on his left, like a cobra in an instant, and strangled him by the neck.

The mercenary leaned against the tree, his mouth wide open to warn his companion, but his mouth was covered by a hand.

He struggled for less than five seconds before he collapsed.

All this happened so quickly that the deaths of the four mercenaries seemed to be in sequence, but if you look at them from above, they were killed almost at the same time.

The other four mercenaries who pulled up the distance in front were clearly the first group.

They completely surrender the safety behind them to their companions, and all their attention is around them.

The trees and bushes were so far out of sight that the four of them were unaware of the fact that their companions were close to death.

The two mercenaries had already searched the area where they were, then looked at each other from a distance, gesturing to indicate safety.

But at this moment, an afterimage passed by, and the mercenary's head was spun in a circle, and his neck twisted into a twisted shape with a clicking sound.

At the same time, the pistol that fell, was scooped up with one hand.

"Enemy attack!"

The other man watched his companion fall, and immediately let out a terrible roar, and in his instinctive conditioned reflex, he raised his gun and fired, and at the same time flashed behind the tree.

"Bang!"

Gunshots exploded.

But it wasn't he who fired the gun.

The master of the Polar Bear Mercenary Regiment had just turned his gun and his head suddenly raised backwards, and a bullet pierced his skull, and then smashed straight to the ground.

In the rear, Ivanov, who was hurrying, suddenly stopped.

He heard the gunshots and immediately turned on the radio and yelled, "Don't let him run, I'm going to slaughter that little bastard myself!"

"Ahaha......"

Ivanov was greeted by a rapid pant and a muffled thud like a thump.

Immediately after, a sound came over the radio.

"I'll wait for you!"

Hearing this, Ivanov's eyes suddenly widened, like a mad lion, and roared, "Little bastard, I'm going to tear you with my own hands!"

"Bang!"

The voice fell, slamming the radio to the ground and rushing forward.

After another moment, he stopped abruptly and quickly raised his gun.

"Boom. ”

A voice came from ahead, and then a figure came into Ivanov's field of vision.

The speed of the arrival was very fast, it was really like a flash, and almost in the blink of an eye it passed through the bushes in front of it, and immediately looked at Ivanov from a distance.

It's summer!

"Bastard!"

Ivanov's eyes were red, he suddenly roared, and raised his hand to shoot him.

"Bang!"

Bullets whizzed through the air, and Ivanov kicked his legs to the ground and rushed forward.

"Bang!"

Shoot again.

"Bang bang bang!"

As he fired, he hurried forward, leaving an afterimage of his clearly strong body.

Summer is also making great strides.

He didn't shoot, but his speed didn't slow down in the slightest, and he suddenly changed direction in the middle of the gallop, and sprang out in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Ivanov went berserk and threw the pistol away, while pulling it on his waist.

But the next moment, his hairs rose and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Ivanov?"

The sound arrives, the people arrive.

Summer appeared in front of her like a ghost, raised her arms, clenched her five fingers into fists, and smashed it diagonally from top to bottom.

The punch came out, gathering the wind, accompanied by a crackling crunch.

Ivanov only felt a strong wind blowing on his face, his breath couldn't help but suffocate, and the skin on his face was stabbed by the wind.

Sure enough, it's god-level!

When danger came, Ivanov's hand who was about to draw his saber subconsciously raised it above his head, not because he didn't want to draw his sword, but because it was too late.

As a god-level combat power, he knew better than anyone that if he drew a knife, he would be blown out of the head with a punch.

"Bang!"

The opponent's fist smashed firmly into his arm.

But it didn't work.

"Click. ”

A clear sound of bone cracking came out.

Ivanov's face changed in an instant, and a tearing pain spread from his right arm to his head, instantly covering his entire body.

own arm...... Broken.

This was the conclusion he had reached in a split second.

Then there was a shock.

Before he had time to think, his figure staggered out horizontally, and his left hand drew his saber and threw it violently.

"Bang!"

Summer threw out a kick, and the saber clicked, and the entire blade sank into the tree pole.

"Damn it!"

Ivanov roared, not paying attention to the injury in his right hand, and quickly pulled out the dagger at the calf with his left hand.

He knew that his judgment had been greatly wrong!

For him, or for mercenaries like them, a small mistake can lead to two different results.

And now, it's already moving towards the worst.

"Whoosh!"

He kicked the ground with both feet, flicked the momentum, his whole body was surging with qi and blood, like a hungry tiger pounced, and the dagger in his hand drew a stunning arc in vain, sweeping towards Summer's neck.

By now, it is impossible to retreat, and it is impossible to beg for mercy.

Only desperately.

Fight a way out.

It's just that

His hopes were soon dashed.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

At the same time as the dagger crossed the air, there was a crackling sound in the air again.

Ivanov didn't know what was going on, he didn't even see the afterimage, and then there was a tearing pain in his wrist, and the dagger fell.

"Bang!"

Before he could stand firm, Summer seemed to be going crazy, and the third punch smashed down on his head and face.

"Boom!"

Ivanov's feet were more than ten steps on the dead leaves on the ground, and his face was even more bloody, and traces of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Aren't you going to tear me up?"

Summer is coming in stride.

"Ahh

Ivanov was furious, spat out a mouthful of blood, and the fierce light in his eyes beat like flames.

Although his arms were discounted, he didn't care, and his feet kicked the ground, and he struck quickly.

This time, there was still no complicated action in the summer, and a punch was blasted.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

"Bang!"

"Click!"

Two punches in succession were accompanied by a sound of bone cracking, and Ivanov's legs were also broken, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Bastard, you killed me!"

Even so, Ivanov did not give in and glared at Summer viciously. "In my hands, it's hard for you to die!"