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And the deeper this imprint, the more professional the person's training and stronger the combat effectiveness.

The first is the momentum, sitting there, their shoulders back, their chests naturally open.

The upper body is straight, with a sense of confidence.

The second is the eyes, a pair of eyes are like hooks, and all they look at there is attention and a point.

Especially the eyes that have killed people, it is a kind of aggressive gaze.

It is clear that these people are not only professionally trained, but also a mid-to-high master.

After determining the goal, Yuntian decided to do it.

Judging from the information that he was betrayed just now, Li Qingyang may not be able to escape the other party's plot.

So he had to end the mission here as soon as possible and go back to join Li Qingyang.

"Whoosh!"

Thinking of this, Yun Tian opened the window with his left hand without hesitation.

As the window was pushed open, his whole body shot in.

After locking on the target is the person he is looking for, Yun Tian's eyes are bloody.

The kitchen knife shot out of his right hand also shot at Rokuro Yamamoto in a samurai uniform like a gust of wind.

Everything came unprepared, and as a first-class warrior, Yuntian's hiding ability was of course very high.

So it wasn't until he rushed in that the people in the room reacted.

"Poof!"

In a flash of cold light, the leader fell to the ground with a thud, and at a distance of more than ten meters, Yun Tian was 100% sure that he would be killed.

"What people!"

Yuntian's knife flew in front of the eyes of the seven or eight people.

The subconscious of their bodies immediately flipped back one after another.

They are warriors, not bodyguards, and in all subconscious, self-preservation is definitely the first one.

No one, including the magician, was aware of the arrival of the clouds.

Only by hiding themselves can they have a chance to destroy the enemy, so by the time they reacted, that Yamamoto Rokuro had already fallen in a pool of blood.

His eyes widened as he died, and he didn't know what was going on.

As a first-class wanted criminal in the Six Nations, he has also seen too many winds and waves over the years.

But he never imagined that he would die in his lair.

Ignoring Rokuro Yamamoto, who had turned into a corpse, he turned over and jumped up, and the kitchen knife in Yuntian's hand flew towards the magician on the side again.

The magician hurriedly reached out and grabbed the wooden board on the table and blocked it in his chest.

But he couldn't have imagined that Yuntian was using a sharp and heavy kitchen knife.

The plank couldn't stop the blade at all, and the blow pierced through the plank and into his chest.

"Magician, you wait for me, one day I will find you and crush you to ashes."

Yuntian shot like lightning, and reached out and grabbed his head.

But of course, he has a miniature receiver in his ear, and this guy is just a stand-in.

At this moment, the leader on the side had already rushed over, and he was in his thirties with a fierce face.

As a former guerrilla captain in Vietnam, he experienced a hundred battles, but he did not expect to be attacked at this time.

In particular, the two gold owners he had just defected to were killed in succession, which made him very annoyed.

"I'm going to kill you!"

A punch hit Yun Tian, but Yun Tian easily dodged.

Yun Tian shook the kitchen knife in his hand and pounced directly at the Vietnamese guerrilla who was chasing him.

Growing up in war, they were born to face death.

If it weren't for their skill, I'm afraid they wouldn't be here.

instinct made him roll on the spot, and at the same time pulled the tatami mat under him, and smashed it directly towards the clouds.

With a kick on the tatami mat that flew in, Yun Tian pounced on those guys with the double knives in his hand again.

From the moment I came in, Yuntian was like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The double knives in his hands were his tiger claws, and with the continuous swing, the sword light had already enveloped his body.

"Poof!"

In just a few seconds, that guy was stabbed in the lower abdomen by Yuntian.

Blood gushed out instantly, and he regretted not wearing bulletproof clothing.

"Catch him!"

In the blink of an eye, Yun Tian killed one of his team members, which made the former Vietnamese guerrilla captain mad wolf angry.

They had just fled from Vietnam, not for a better life, so at the invitation of Rokuro Yamamoto, they came here.

From the moment they entered, they felt as if they had seen Elysium.

Growing up in the jungle of Vietnam, he was able to eat a full meal, even if it was very good.

Once here, everything is so new, with wine, meat and women, it's a paradise.

But who would have thought that in just a few hours, all this would be turned upside down.

The mad wolf saw that the happy life passed by him like this, and he roared angrily.

No matter what, he's going to have to catch this guy, or he'll lose this opportunity completely.

He can't go back to Vietnam, so he can only use Yuntian's life to show his sincerity to the Heaven Group.

At the sound of an order, several of his subordinates immediately pounced, although there were no weapons in their hands, but the tables and chairs on the side became their tools to stop Yuntian's attack.

The kitchen knife in Yun Tian's hand is now a sharp weapon, and with a kick that knocked over a table, the kitchen knife in Yun Tian's hand flew out like electricity.

The one who had just grabbed the Toyo sword on the armor of the samurai on the side and was about to start fighting, only felt a chill on his neck.

The sharp kitchen knife pierced his throat directly, blood splattered, and the body fell directly to the ground.

Desperately trying to block the blood spurted with both hands, but it didn't work at all, and after writhing for a while, he stopped moving.

"Who the hell are you?"

The mad wolf's eyes were blood-red, and he not only killed the two gold lords, but also killed three of his men.

This attack in a split second is so precise.

Obviously, he can determine who is a little worse, this guy's fighting skills, I'm afraid they will be difficult to stop.

"Why do you know so much about those who are dying!"

At this time, the remaining five people were all gathered together, and Yuntian did not have a suitable attack position.

Moreover, the strength of the remaining five people is definitely not half a point higher than those three people.

Holding the sharp kitchen knife in his hand, Yun Tian said with a sneer.

"Do you think you can get out?"

The mad wolf has a murderous heart, and he will not allow anyone to destroy his new life.

Clenched his fists, his eyes were blood-red, and the horizontal flesh on his face began to beat.

"It's up to you to keep me?"

Yun Tian sneered and looked at the other party, judging from the language of the other party, it was indeed a Vietnamese guerrilla.

The strength is not high, but it is not low, compared with the turtles, they are a little worse.

But the crazy wolf in the middle is still a little capable.

But at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and when there was a fight in this room, the dancers had already run out in embarrassment.

Alerted, the guards ran up, and as the wooden door was opened, two men in black suits rushed into the room first.

For these people, of course, Yun Tian didn't pay attention to them, but when they took out the submachine gun in their arms, of course Yun Tian couldn't fight hard.

"Then I'll go first!"

Throwing away the kitchen knife in his hand, Yun Tian jumped down the third floor without hesitation.

On the head and feet, the waist force was twisted in mid-air, the body immediately flipped over, and the feet stepped on the ground steadily.

At the same time, he rolled forward with the help of force, unloaded the inertia, and quickly pounced towards the courtyard wall on the right side as if he had been a black cat.

"Bring us our weapons!"

Looking at the fleeing clouds, the mad wolf, who was an excellent warrior, felt a powerful threat.

This person is very strong, and it may be difficult to catch him with his bare hands alone.

So he hurriedly shouted to the guard.

"Good!"

Before coming in, all the equipment was put away, and now that Rokuro Yamamoto is dead, these guards are also a little flustered.

But in any case, these people were very important figures to Rokuro Yamamoto, so the leader of the guard hurriedly ordered and led the five of them downstairs.

With a panicked face, they can only pin their hopes on the Vietnamese guerrillas in front of them.

If they can't avenge Rokuro Yamamoto, I'm afraid all of their homes will have to be seppuku.

In the cubicle, several people's weapons were placed inside, and Mad Wolf directly grabbed his SVD sniper rifle.

And with the sharp machetes at their waists, these weapons were their companions in the jungle.

The other four grabbed their Galil assault rifles, fifty rounds in a magazine, and it was incomparably imposing in the jungle.

Sharp daggers naturally do not fall, there are no bulletproof vests, no tactical vests, but they are poor but have a strong jungle survival experience.

The five of them quickly came to the courtyard wall where Yuntian had fled, one leaned against the wall, and the other hunched down and hugged each other's waist with both hands.

The temporary human bridge made it easy for a few people behind him to come to the courtyard wall.

The man on high was reaching out his hands and pulling the two men up.

Turning over and landing in the jungle next to the courtyard, the night was thick, and a bright moon hung high in the sky.

"Hound, start tracking!"

The mad wolf gave the order, and all the short guys in the team immediately lay on the ground.

Nicknamed Hound Dog, he was born in the mountains, and his ancestors have always been hunters.

So since he was a child, he has had the ability to surpass ordinary people, especially in the ability to track, which can be called an expert.

You can judge the height of the other party by the depth of the footprints, as well as his so-called smell tracking, which others can't smell anyway.

With him in his lead, Mad Wolf led his team into pursuit of the jungle.

He swore that he would definitely catch this guy, and only if he was caught, they would be able to continue their mission.

For the sake of that glory and wealth, in order to be able to eat enough, they kept tracking into the depths of the jungle.

Unbeknownst to them, they are now stepping on the road to the underworld, and what awaits them will be a terrifying jungle killer.

They think they are the kings of the jungle who live in the jungle, but this time they will see what the gods of the jungle are capable of. (To be continued.) )