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Chapter 161

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    You, now, can laugh a little.  While the leader of the soul group was shouting crazily, a voice sounded behind him, a cold, cruel, and emotionless voice.

    ah?  The leader of the soul group was startled. He couldn't figure out how many people in the hall had not escaped the flash bomb attack.  He turned his head subconsciously and saw a pair of long, narrow and cold eyes, with strands of cold light like ice needles piercing his face.  Who are you……?  He felt that these eyes looked so familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before, but he couldn't remember them for a while.  Xie Wendong!  The cold voice came to mind again, but these were the last three words he heard in this world.  He saw a smile in the other person's eyes, the ice peaks melted instantly, and the bright sunshine shone on the earth. Then, he seemed to see light, but then it seemed like there was nothing, and then he slowly fell down.

    Xie Wendong's hands drooped, blood dripping from the tips of his fingers, or dripping between his two fingers. There was a knife between the index and middle fingers of his left hand. It was not a very small golden knife, but it was exactly the same.  This inconspicuous knife instantly pierced the opponent's throat without even leaving him any pain.

    What a fast knife!  At this time, Ren Changfeng's eyes had returned to normal, and he happened to see Xie Wendong's shocking lightning strike.  If it weren't for the blood on his hands, Changfeng would have thought he was dazzled.  Xie Wendong strode to the interface between the hall and the entrance hall, lowered his body, and then spun like a top. In an instant, he ducked behind the wall where Ren Changfeng was. On the other side of the wall, there was a continuous sound like a raging bean.  Gunshots.  He smiled softly, lifted his hand, and there was a Tang Dao in his palm. Ren Changfeng's Tang Dao was handed to him, and he smiled and said: Don't be stunned, the enemy has not been completely eliminated yet.  Ren Changfeng looked at the sword in front of him, and then looked up at Xie Wendong, who was standing with a smile. After a while, he took the Tang sword blankly, shook his head and said to himself: Brother Dong can always surprise me.  Hope is not just a surprise, but a miracle.  Xie Wendong smiled and said, he walked to Wei Ming who was lying motionless on the ground, kicked him gently, and said with a smile: Brother Wei, there is no need to pretend to be dead, I know you are fine, get up.

    Wei Ming seemed to be really dead, motionless, not even breathing, and had no breath.  Xie Wendong shook his head, pulled out his pistol, loaded it slowly, then pointed it at Wei Ming's head, and said with a smile: If Brother Wei continues to pretend to be dead, then I will have to help you and let you really die.  Wei Ming still didn't respond, but his eyelids that were tightly closed twitched suddenly.  It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married.  If you want to be a ghost, there is nothing I can do about it.  With that said, Xie Wendong really started to pull the trigger.  He moved so slowly that the rattling sound of the spring tensioning could be clearly heard.  Wei Ming finally couldn't bear it anymore. The reason why he pretended to be dead was because he didn't want to really die.  He screamed, turned over and sat up, waved his hands repeatedly and said: No no, Mr. Xie, please speak slowly, please, don't kill me After hearing this, Xie Wendong turned his head and thought deeply, as if he was really considering whether to kill me.  Kill him.

    Seeing that there was hope, Wei Ming burst into tears and said: Mr. Xie, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. As he said that, he slapped himself hard and continued: I shouldn't go against you, let alone join the soul group.  , Your Excellency, you have a lot, don’t care about me, a little person, I am a pig, I am blind only to combine with the soul

    Xie Wendong looked up and sighed, nodded, and said leisurely: Do you know you were wrong?  I know, I know, I I Wei Ming fell to his knees and put his hands on the ground, no different from a dog.  Xie Wendong helped him up kindly and said with a smile: "Since you know your mistake, I won't blame you and I won't kill you. You can go."

    Wei Ming simply thought that his ears had heard wrong. He could not even dream of escaping unscathed from Xie Wendong, who was always known for being vicious and vicious.  He asked with a trembling voice: Mr. Xie, do you really want to let me go?  Xie Wendong turned around, squinted his eyes and said: Before I change my attention, you'd better disappear immediately.

    clear!  I see!  Wei Ming rolled up and stood up, slowly rubbing his back.  Brother Dong!  Jiang Sen and Gao Qiang said in unison: This kind of villain is a scourge if he is left alive, so we should eradicate him as soon as possible!  Xie Wendong shook his head quietly and said: Let him go.  Brother Dong!  Wei Ming's heart almost burst out of his chest. He did not choose to go through the door, fearing that Xie Wendong would change his attention and pursue him, but prepared to jump out of the window.  He walked backwards step by step. When he approached the window, his slow body suddenly became as agile as a monkey. With a whoosh, he turned over the window sill and ran straight to the woods opposite. At the same time, he shouted loudly: Don't shoot.  , I am Wei Ming, don’t shoot, I am Wei Ming!

    When Wei Ming’s feet just stepped into the woods, gunshots burst out in the dark forest almost at the same time. Even with a silencer installed, the sound was so loud that it was still deafening.  Poor Wei Ming didn't even scream. He had been shot at least hundreds of times all over his body. His whole body was instantly turned into a bloody man, his body was completely covered with black holes from head to toe, filled with thick blood.  Xie Wendong did not kill him, but he still died tragically under the gun of the soul group. At this time, he had no effect on the soul group.It's like a dog that is used and abandoned without mercy.  Wei Ming died miserably. Even Jiang Sen, Gao Qiang and others who were peeking behind the villa window broke out in a cold sweat. They lowered their heads and turned to look at Xie Wendong. The latter's expression remained the same, with a smile on his lips, and he seemed not to be surprised at all.  The two asked: Brother Dong let him go on purpose.

    Xie Wendong did not confirm or deny, but said coldly: Killing this kind of person will only dirty our hands.  Jiang Sen sighed: How did Brother Dong know that the soul group would definitely kill him.  Xie Wendong smiled and said: It's very simple. If he can escape under our noses, will the soul group think that he is still the original Wei Ming?  ah!  Jiang Sen suddenly understood after hearing this, and said with great sympathy: I understand.  That's right, surrounded by powerful enemies, there is only one possibility for Wei Ming to escape, and that is because we let him out on purpose.  But why did we let him go deliberately? The soul group must have suspected that he might have defected to us in turn, and came out just to inform the follow-up troops or to secretly serve as a spy.

    Therefore, Xie Wendong smiled leisurely and said: Even if I let him go, the soul group will still kill him, and its methods will be more ruthless than mine.

    After everyone heard this, they were filled with emotions. Xie Wendong's accuracy in knowing things and his deep calculation were far beyond his own ability.  Wei Ming's surviving men were all frightened, wondering what Xie Wendong would do to them.  Before they had time to think too much, a new round of attacks from the soul group started again.  This time, the soul group divided into two groups, one attacked from the main entrance, and the other jumped through the window.  In hand-to-hand combat, firearms could not exert their power and could easily injure their own people. The two sides drew their swords angrily and began a brutal fight with primitive cold weapons.  Xie Wendong's marksmanship may not be praised, but his swordsmanship is agile, fast, fierce and vicious, which is unmatched by ordinary people.  Ren Changfeng, Gao Qiang, Li Shuang, and Jiang Sen are all good swordsmen, and the Five Elements Five members are not in vain. The Soul Group has an absolute advantage in terms of personnel, but it is not easy to deal with these people at once.

    Ren Changfeng used a Tang sword against three Japanese swords from the Hun group.  The Tang Dao is shorter than the Japanese Dao, but much thicker. The blade is straight, the blood groove is very deep, and the blade made of alloy is extremely sharp.  The three men danced with the swords in their hands. Seeing Ren Changfeng standing motionless and unresponsive, they smiled contemptuously. The three knives were almost launched at the same time and at three angles, stabbing three vital parts of his body.  The skills of the three of them are all top-notch in the underworld, but when they meet Ren Changfeng, they can only be considered unlucky.  Without moving his feet, when he saw that the tip of the knife was less than three inches away from him, his upper body suddenly leaned back, and the three Japanese knives grazed his chest and passed by the wind.  Without waiting for the opponent to turn back and put away the knife, he looked up without even looking. The muscles of his left leg tightened to support his whole body weight. With all his strength, he kicked out his right foot suddenly.  oops!  With a scream, Ren Changfeng straightened his back, stood up straight and made a slash with his arm.  It was so fast, there was no sword flash, but the howling wind was particularly harsh.  Seeing that the opponent was coming suddenly and fiercely, the three Soul Team members did not dare to be careless and retreated.  Two of them withdrew, but the one who was kicked by Ren Changfeng in the lower body could only bend down and squat down, barely dodging.  Unexpectedly, the blade of the blade stopped abruptly as soon as it reached his head. Ren Changfeng sneered, flipped his wrist, tilted the tip of the blade downwards, and stabbed out with all his strength.  Phew!  The blade of the knife penetrated the flesh, and the Tang knife, two fingers wide, penetrated the base of the left neck of the man, and the tip of the knife emerged from the base of the right neck.  The man didn't even say a word, his eyes were filled with a lifeless confusion and pain, his mouth was wide open, and all he spat out was blood with bubbles, and he slowly fell down.  Ren Changfeng lowered his head and looked at him with contempt. He pulled out the Tang Dao with steady and slow movements, and flicked it with his hand. The sharp blade was dripping with blood and was not sticky. He held his head proudly and said: You two, please continue.  The two members of the soul group seemed to be in shock. They looked at the corpses of their companions blankly for a while, speaking and unable to make any movement.  Seeing this, Ren Changfeng became even more proud. His eyes were almost on the top of his head, his eyelids drooped, he looked at the two of them from the corner of his eyes and said, "My time is limited. After I send you two, I will also send others to you."  People are on their way.

    Although the two soul team members didn't know what he was talking about, they knew from his arrogant expression that there was absolutely nothing good he could say.  Perhaps the strongest thing the Japanese have is their self-esteem. They can't stand being looked down upon by ethnic groups other than their own. This has nothing to do with personality, but with national personality.  Ren Changfeng's expression deeply hurt the self-esteem of the two Soul Team members. Their eyes were wide open and bloodshot. The two roared at the same time and slashed at Ren Changfeng with their swords.  Anger can sometimes make people lose their minds and turn them into disasters, and sometimes anger can instantly increase their own power to a level that is usually unattainable.  The two Japanese knives, which were unchanged from before, suddenly became as fast as lightning and stabbed Ren Changfeng's throat and lower abdomen with such force that as long as any one of the knives stuck to his body, he would be seriously injured even if he died.  Ren Changfeng was slightly moved and hurriedly put away his contempt. Hengtang Dao cautiously fought with the two of them. He didn't have a good way to deal with the opponent's life-for-life strategy.  These two people.

    Gao Qiang and Li Shuang guarded Xie Wendong on the left and right respectively, never leaving him three steps away.  The soul team members will be grateful soon.Dong found out that almost most of the manpower had joined the camp besieging Xie Wendong.  Therefore, the closer you are to Xie Wendong, the greater the pressure.  Even though Li Shuang's ball-like body is fat and bulky, when it comes to fighting hard, he is definitely no slower than anyone else. A large machete that weighs at least five kilograms when put on the scale is as light as a piece of paper in his hand, and he can swing it around easily.  , The wind made a loud noise, and no one dared to contact him.  Anyone who made a slight move was hit by him, and either the knife flew away or the bones and tendons were broken. Once he stood there, Li Shuang looked majestic and had the potential to stand alone.

    The high-strength style inherits Xie Wendong's consistent advantages, which are vicious, vicious, strange, and changeable. He leaves no room for action. Every time he cuts a knife, he has only one purpose: to completely knock down the opponent and make him  Losing the ability to fight and never being able to stand up again.  Therefore, although his strength is not much less than that of Li Shuang, his knife is very thin and light, as thin as paper and as light as cotton. When struck out with one knife, it is erratic and unclear, and it often makes people feel that his knife is  It was still far away from me, but suddenly it was so close to me that it was too late to avoid it.  After a while, several people were injured by Li Shuang's men, and more than ten people fell to the ground after being stabbed and scratched by Gao Qiang.

    Jiang Sen and the Five Elements Five were not good at positional warfare. The six of them were fighting back and forth in the field, and the range of movement was also centered on Xie Wendong and moved around him.

    The six people's sword skills are all different, but they have one thing in common, that is, they are fast, their body skills are fast, and their attacks are faster. They know the time, and it is just one sword to draw a cold blow. No matter whether they are hit or not, they will retreat with their whole body.  Find another target.  Several people seemed to have a whirlwind hanging around Xie Wendong, and wherever they went, screams and curses could be heard one after another.

    Seeing a person with his back turned to him, Jiang Sen was overjoyed and took a few steps to the person's back. Without any warning or any sound, he stabbed out the knife gently and calmly.  The speed was not fast, and even the gleaming machete became softer. The man was attacking Xie Wendong with all his strength. He never dreamed that someone would use a small knife behind him. In the excitement of fighting, he gritted his teeth and kept swinging the knife.  When I greeted Xie Wendong, I suddenly felt a blood-red foreign object protruding from my chest.  At first, he couldn't see it clearly. When he lowered his head and looked carefully, he realized that it was the tip of a knife, a bloody tip.  Ah After seeing it clearly, a huge pain followed. He screamed feebly, and with all his strength, he instinctively slashed with his backhand.  But when he just raised his arm, the tip of the knife on his chest had disappeared. When he swung the knife behind him, there was still half a person there.  He felt that he was wronged and unwilling to do so, but his broken heart no longer allowed him to think about it any more. He could only open his eyes wide and fell down heavily.  {Piaotia Literature www.piaotia.com thanks all book friends for their support. Your support is our greatest motivation}
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