The people inside thought that it was really an East Turkestan Islamic Movement, and the way they spoke was too similar, and when they heard that their own people had suffered heavy losses, they couldn't help but be a little anxious, plus this was the East Turkestan Islamic Movement's station, and the gate was heavily guarded, so no one could get in, and the other party accurately said about the hostage holdings, obviously an insider, otherwise how could he know this, plus there was a little bit of emphasis on the East Turkestan Islamic Movement elements speaking the international lingua franca, and their doubts couldn't help but be a little less. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Outside the door, Luo Zheng pulled out the M9 saber, hid on the side of the door and waited solemnly, hearing the sound of unlocking inside, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, his whole body was tied tightly, his body was slightly bent, he held his breath, and restrained the murderous spirit, so as not to alarm the people inside, these mercenaries who have been walking on the death line for a long time are very sensitive to the direct danger and cannot be careless.

The door opened into a crack, obviously wary, but Luo Zheng didn't care about waiting, he pounced like a tiger, slammed the door open, and the M9 saber in his hand drew a strange arc, straight to the enemy behind the door, as fast as lightning, under the blow with all his strength, the power was terrifying.

The members of the wild wolf mercenary group inside were very vigilant, and at the moment when Luo Zheng launched an attack, he realized the danger, dodged and squatted, avoiding the fatal knife, and was about to pull the trigger on his hand, but the body still hit the door and flew away, the center of gravity of the body was lost, and he missed the opportunity to shoot.

Luo Zheng knows very well, the opponent's fighting ability is very high, and the reaction is also very fast, if he fights, he must be the one who dies in the end, he is ruthless, his body rushes forward, the saber in his hand is wiped out at the opponent's throat, and the other hand is used to block the whip leg drawn by the opponent.

However, Luo Zheng still underestimated the strength of this person, and he had long realized that Luo Zheng would fight for his life, this person's body leaned back thirty degrees, and he avoided the fatal knife that wiped over, and the whip leg that was quickly drawn suddenly changed direction, and then the power of the back leaned back and attacked Luo Zheng on the third road.

Luo Zheng attacked the enemy's heart, the move was old, the center of gravity of the body was forward, there was no extra strength to fight back, Sen Leng's eyes flashed a decisive killing intent, not retreating but advancing, shouting under his feet, ignoring the whip leg of the opponent's fierce kick, he pounced on the opponent, and the saber in his hand cut the opponent's henchman.

The way of fighting with his life surprised the other party, this person decisively closed his feet, his body took a big step back weirdly, bowed his waist, avoided Luo Zheng's fatal blow, hugged his hands together, and took Luo Zheng's temples, Luo Zheng's body rushed forward, the old force was gone, the new force was not born, and there was no power to fight back at all.

The master made a move, and he knew the details of the other party in one or two rounds, this person saw that Luo Zheng's strength was so much worse than his own, a touch of mockery appeared on Tie Qing's face, and Sen Leng's eyes were more murderous, and he suddenly changed his mind, intending to capture him alive, changed his move with both hands, and took Luo Zheng's hand holding the knife, grabbed Luo Zheng's palm with one hand, and cut Luo Zheng's heart with the other hand, ready to knock him out.

Luo Zheng felt that his wrist was caught, and the huge force swept over, and he couldn't break free at all, and couldn't help but be shocked, seeing that the other party was attacking again, avoiding it, gritting his teeth, his body was slightly sideways, avoiding the position of his heart, and the saber in his hand suddenly had life, and it was deftly flipped up, and it became a positive grip, and then, the saber came out of his hand, like a bolt of lightning, and the knife suddenly appeared, with a cold murderous aura, and the endless anger of the master, and went straight to the throat of the other party.

The incident happened suddenly, and the distance was only half a foot, this person didn't expect that Luo Zheng's wrist could still control the knife after being controlled, the matter was beyond the scope of his cognition, he couldn't help but be shocked, and he was about to dodge, but under the full attack, the body muscle transformation could not keep up with the thinking.

"Poof!" The blade entered the flesh, the blood splashed, and the wild wolf mercenary member stood stunned, covering his throat with both hands, trying to hold down the raging blood, his eyes were full of confusion, shock and unwillingness, and he fell straight to the ground, dead and blind.

The finger knife killed the enemy for the first time, but it received an unexpected effect, which made Luo Zheng, who only expected to be able to force the enemy back, a little dazed, and after seeing the other party fall to the ground and die, he quickly reacted, and then observed the surrounding situation, and found that this was a miscellaneous room, with some dry firewood piled up in the room, and a person curled up on the ground, tied up by five flowers, without any movement.

Luo Zheng stepped forward quickly, looked at it, it was the farmer, couldn't help but be ecstatic, hurriedly ran over, pulled out the M9 saber, picked up the opponent's pistol, cut the rope in three or two strokes, pinched the farmer to wake up, and asked with a concerned face: "Brother, how are you?" Can you go? ”

The farmer looked at Luo Zheng in surprise, looked around, and soon found the corpse lying in the place, with blood still bubbling in his throat, and then saw that the M9 saber in Luo Zheng's hand was full of blood, and immediately reacted and said: "It's not a big problem, it's just my leg."

Through the moonlight outside, Luo Zheng found that the farmer's leg began to become inflamed, and he couldn't help but be anxious, and after pulling the farmer up, he walked towards the door with his arms, and said as he walked: "We must get out of here as soon as possible." "I've been in for so long, except for the person in charge of the guard, I haven't found any other members of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group, I should have gone to hunt down the scholar and the others, it won't take long to turn back, and then it will be troublesome, and I must leave as soon as possible."

The farmer also knew that the situation was very unfavorable, endured the sharp pain in his leg, gritted his teeth and walked quickly, and said: "You are right, although those mercenaries did not kill me, they can see that they are very powerful, but, why didn't they find out that you came in?" What's going on with the gunshots in the distance, did the brothers lure those mercenaries away? ”

"That's right." Luo Zheng hurriedly said, came to the door to see, no one paid attention to this side, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, closed the door, helped the farmer to run quickly towards the dark place in front, and soon came to a corner, Luo Zheng signaled the farmer to hide on the spot, and said in a low voice: "Wait a minute, your leg injury is inflamed, I'll think of a way." ”

"Let's talk about the leg later, let's think about how to get out, if it doesn't work, you can withdraw first." The farmer said gratefully, thinking that Luo Zheng was very upset because he was in danger.

"Don't talk about this, I have a way, believe me, I must protect myself before I come." Luo Zheng said calmly, stuffed the pistol to the farmer, and strode away without hesitation, his face was extremely firm.

The farmer didn't know what Luo Zheng had to do to leave, his face was full of anxiety, seeing that Luo Zheng had left, there was no way to stop it, his heart warmed, he hidden, pushed the pistol bullet into the load, and made up his mind that he would never drag down his brother, if in case, the farmer looked at the gun in his hand, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes

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