Baojian

Chapter 425
"Killers are always killed. If you do this business, you must have the consciousness of being killed..."

After hearing Li Wuxiong's words, Qin Feng didn't get angry, because he knew that the other party wanted to provoke him, and he didn't need to be angry for a person who was about to die.

"What kind of a hero is a sneak attack?" Li Wuxiong said in a proficient vernacular: "If you have the ability, fight with me with a real knife and a gun, and the winner or loser depends on fate..."

Regarding Qin Feng's hidden weapon skills, Li Wuxiong was extremely jealous. If he hadn't blocked the blade with his hand just now, he might have turned into a corpse by now.

"Dude, don't you think your words are funny?"

Li Wuxiong's words made Qin Feng laugh dumbly, "A killer, tell me this, what you usually talk about the most is one-hit kills? As long as you can kill people, that's a good way..."

"Do you dare to fight me?"

Li Wuxiong took a deep breath, clenched the three military thorns with his right hand, and said coldly: "If you don't dare, I will retreat now. I swear, I must find that girl and make her life worse than death... ..."

By the moonlight, Li Wuxiong could see that Qin Feng's right arm was shot near the shoulder socket. Judging from Li Wuxiong's experience, Qin Feng's right hand should be unable to exert force now.

Li Wuxiong is not afraid of confronting Qin Feng head-on, what he is worried about is Qin Feng's elusive means, so he speaks out to force Qin Feng and himself to kill this most difficult enemy since his debut.

"Are you threatening me?"

Qin Feng's complexion changed, and he replied: "I can fulfill your wish, but you have to tell me, who did you receive the killer mission from? Why did you deal with that girl?"

Qin Feng knew that killing Li Wuxiong and others could only temporarily alleviate the crisis that his sister encountered. If he wanted to solve this matter completely, he had to find out the person who issued the task behind the scenes, otherwise even if Li Wuxiong died If she dies, my sister will still encounter endless pursuit.

"Since you know I'm a killer, you shouldn't ask such a question."

Li Wuxiong shook his head and said, "The mission was sent from North America. Only the people at the headquarters know who the employer is."

He took out a notebook from his body, and Li Wuxiong continued: "This is the codebook to communicate with the headquarters. As long as you can kill me, it will be yours..."

"Since you want to die with all your heart, then I will help you!" Seeing the notebook, Qin Feng's eyes could not help but concentrate, he knew that Li Wuxiong was not lying.

Since what they did was assassination, the assassins have been notorious since ancient times, and they couldn't live in the sun at all. For their safety and privacy, they designed many ways to undertake tasks.

In the early days of the Republic of China, some inexplicable advertisements often appeared in newspapers in Beijing and Shanghai. They were actually created by the famous killer Wang Yaqiao. He used this method to hide his whereabouts and solicit business.

At that time, Zai suspected that Wang Yaqiao was the descendant of the killer family, and had visited Wang Yaqiao specifically.

However, Zai found that although Wang Yaqiao also had his own killer organization, compared with the killer gang, the organizational structure was much looser, and his work was too ostentatious, not the killer gang style.

As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Zai is indeed very accurate. Only a few years later, Wang Yaqiao was assassinated by Dai Li because his whereabouts were leaked, and his killer organization disappeared.

And this Li Wuxiong in front of him, although he can barely be regarded as a killer, but he didn't get the true meaning of killer.

A real killer is talking about one blow and you can travel thousands of miles away. If you were replaced by Qin Feng, you would definitely avoid the sharp edge first when you saw something impossible to do, and then look for an opportunity to carry out an assassination. Fight to the death with each other?
"Well, I admire Chinese kung fu the most, let's see the truth!" Hearing Qin Feng's agreement, Li Wuxiong showed half of his body again.

"Okay, only one person can get out alive today!"

Qin Feng was not afraid, and walked directly from his hiding place to the open space among several containers, bent down and picked up the AK47 that fell from the gun head, and took off the bayonet on the gun.

"Bayonet fight with me?"

Seeing Qin Feng's actions, Li Wuxiong showed a sinister smile on his face. Although he is almost 50 years old now, his physical strength and energy are at the peak state, and he asks himself that his rich fighting experience is beyond Qin Feng's ability. compared to.

Carefully looking around, Li Wuxiong didn't find anyone hiding in the dark, so he also came out from behind the container and stopped five or six meters away from Qin Feng.

The reason why Li Wuxiong dared to come out was mainly because he had never seen Qin Feng use guns and other weapons during the deaths of Paotou and others. He subconsciously thought that the other party was the same as him. They all like to fight with cold weapons.

"Boy, after you die, I will make specimens of your head and that girl's head!"

Li Wuxiong put the bayonet in front of his mouth, and licked the edge of the bayonet with his tongue. Suddenly, a stream of blood came out from the tip of his tongue. Li Wuxiong enjoyed the taste of blood very much, and licked his tongue around his lips again.

"The military thorn I'm holding is called the [-]th Army thorn. Have you seen it? It has a triangular blood groove."

Li Wuxiong seemed to be undermining Qin Feng's confidence, and he said in a litany of trash talk: "As long as it penetrates your body, these blood grooves will bleed out all the blood on your body. No matter what method you use, you can't stop it." Bloody..."

"Stop talking about those useless things, come on." Qin Feng's expression was very calm, as if he was not used to holding the military thorn in his left hand, Qin Feng handed the general thorn to his injured right hand again.

"Kid, die!"

Li Wuxiong is very good at catching fighters. When he saw Qin Feng's bayonet changing hands, his eyes narrowed suddenly, his left foot stared heavily on the ground, and his whole body rushed forward. The three long military stabs in his right hand, Facing Qin Feng's chest.

The 49.8th army thorn comes from the 39.8th cover of the Japanese rifle, with a total length of 11 cm, of which the blade is [-] cm long and the handle is [-] cm long.

In the history of modern weapons, the [-] bayonet is the most famous bayonet because of its length and sharpness. It can be mounted on a gun for stabbing, or it can be held by the handle for chopping.

Li Wuxiong and Qin Feng were not far away from each other. With this full sprint, coupled with the length of the [-]th Army's stab, he came in front of Qin Feng almost instantly.

At this time, Li Wuxiong seemed to have heard the sound of the military stabbing into Qin Feng's body, the dull sound of piercing through clothes and flesh and blood, which Li Wuxiong could not hear at all.

"Huh? You... are you cheating?"

When the long military stab was still half a meter away from Qin Feng's chest, Li Wuxiong suddenly found out in horror that Qin Feng's left hand was suddenly raised at some point, and a black muzzle was aimed at his own. Between eyebrows.

In order to get rid of Qin Feng, Li Wuxiong used almost all his strength in this stab. Now he is rushing towards Qin Feng like a speeding train. It is impossible to stop his body, even twisting to avoid it. Can't do it.

"boom!"

The gunshot rang out, and a bullet with a diameter of 7.62 mm flew out of the muzzle spinning, shot into Li Wuxiong's eyebrows, and then spun out from the back of Li Wuxiong's head with some broken bones.

The huge inertia caused Li Wuxiong, who was rushing forward, to stop suddenly, and fell backwards on his back. Only those wide-eyed eyes showed that Li Wuxiong was unwilling to die.

"Idiot, I have a gun in my hand, why should I fight with you for the bayonet?"

Qin Feng blew at the smoking muzzle, his eyes were full of contempt, he was unwilling to move the gun before, because he was afraid that the sound of the gun would scare the snake, but now Li Wuxiong rushed over like a live target, naturally he shot him Put him down.

"Teach you another trick."

Qin Feng walked up to Li Wuxiong, took the password book in his hand first, and said: "There are no rules for killers to kill people. No matter when, don't trust your own judgment, it will hurt you." your own..."

However, Qin Feng's words obviously did not satisfy Li Wuxiong. After Qin Feng reached out to close Li Wuxiong's eyes, and just took them away, Li Wuxiong's eyes opened wide again.

"Damn it, can you hit Lao Tzu if you close your eyes and shoot randomly?" When Qin Feng stood up, he felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

When he was shot just now, Qin Feng made a dodging movement, and at the same time tensed the muscles of his right arm, so he didn't hurt the bones, but was embedded in the muscles.

"Take out the bullet quickly."

Resisting the pain from his shoulder, Qin Feng walked quickly to Pao Tou, slapped Pao Tou's heart forcefully with his left palm, and then used two fingers to squeeze out a metal needle as thin as a cow's hair. .

After taking out the death needle, Qin Feng went to the place where Ah Guang fell to the ground and did the same, taking out another death needle.

One of these two life-defying needles was passed down from his master, and the other was made by Qin Feng himself. Just such a needle cost Qin Feng more than 8 yuan. Several expensive metals are naturally not to be lost.

"Huh? Someone is coming, it should be Brother Hao and the others?"

Just as Qin Feng took out the death needle, he heard a few soft footsteps from 50 meters away. He could hear that one of the heavy footsteps was Chen Shihao's usual walking sound.

After glancing at the four or five dead bodies on the ground, Qin Feng still stood up and hid in the darkness. He didn't want to die at the hands of these killers, but was shot to death by his own people without knowing why.

"Brother Hao, listening to the gunshots just now, the... the people inside used submachine guns!"

On the outskirts of the freight yard, those desperadoes with bitter faces, under the leadership of Chen Shihao, were encircling the interior of the freight yard in a fan shape step by step.

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