urban wolf

To Ye Feng, these assassins are Ye Feng who grew up in the jungle at best, but what about him?He is a wolf in the jungle.

He saw that these dozen or so people were extraordinary. In addition to their rich jungle combat skills, they also had extraordinary melee combat skills. China has magical ancient martial arts, but there is no shortage of strange people and strange things abroad. America has supernatural powers. Japan has ninjutsu, while religion has abstract holy power. These terrorists all have different beliefs. Ye Feng guessed that they are the possessors of holy power.

"You guys lurk here, I'll go out and meet them for a while." Ye Feng said and was about to leave.

"Captain, wait a moment." Wang Rong said as she pulled out the saber at her waist, "Captain, your Hongyu saber is broken, use mine, drink the blood of thousands of people, don't roll the blade, yes You sent me the Demon Slayer."

Ye Feng smiled back, removed all the equipment, held the saber in his back hand, and hurried towards the dozen or so people at this moment.

This is from the General Political Department of the Central Military Commission. Several veteran generals frowned when they saw it, "Why did this young man remove all his equipment? Could he be a bit headstrong?"

"No, look at his previous tactics, anti-tracking, pocket warfare, firepower control, knowing people and using them well, he is not a headstrong person." Another gray-haired general responded.

"But as far as I know, those men in white clothes are all East Turkic people. They were originally lamas in the west of our country. They have magical powers. Our soldiers are not in the same class as them."

Several old generals were discussing, Ye Rong's cell phone, who had been staring at the battlefield coldly, suddenly rang, and his face suddenly became strange, "Why would he call me at this time?"

After Ye Rong came back from answering the phone, he had a sad face, but found that several old generals were laughing heartily. He fixed his eyes on the screen again, and saw Ye Feng performing a wonderful battle.

Ye Feng was walking in the forest completely like a wolf, with a saber in his mouth. One of them didn't come into direct contact with these assassins. It was walking around these assassins in an arc. He grew up in the wild and only walked a few times. I kept all the terrain here in my heart.

Ye Feng found a mountain spring and went down the river. Ye Feng checked the soil here, and quickly determined the direction the water would eventually flow.

"All living things must drink water." This small spring happened to flow near where Wang Rong and the others were. Ye Feng judged that after a long march and continuous fierce battles, until their physical strength reached the limit, what happened between them? Even though there might be someone to rest and watch over supplies, someone will always be responsible for finding clean water.

Instead of attacking and killing a dozen people at this moment, why not hide in the dark and have a one-on-one assassination game, fighting alone?It's a one-on-one fight, right now at this place, Ye Feng doesn't even know who can beat him.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again. Those who are familiar with him know that as long as this smile appears on his face, someone will definitely be unlucky.

About 5 minutes later, Ye Feng heard footsteps, it was three people, Ye Feng quickly judged the direction of the enemy, silently calculated in his mind, and jumped over to a tree.

Soon three men in white came over, three people in front of one another, Ye Feng looked at their formation and smiled disdainfully, in this dangerous place, the three of them together must be forming a triangular formation In order to prevent the enemy's attack, I don't know if they are too arrogant, or look down on themselves, or they don't have this awareness at all?

When the white-clothed assassin came to his feet, Ye Feng's legs fell on the branches. After the two white-clothed assassins in the front row passed by, Ye Feng, like a ghost, covered the white-clothed one behind him with one hand. In the whole process, he didn't make a sound, the two people in front naturally didn't look back, Ye Feng watched them take a few steps, then let go , dodged and left the original position.

The corpse fell to the ground with a loud sound, and the two white clothes in front hurriedly turned their heads, but he didn't see anything except his own corpse.

Vigilant, they hastily pulled out their daggers and leaned against a big tree closest to them. The two big trees were well-chosen, bare and without a single branch.

Under such circumstances, the choice of these two assassins is undoubtedly the most correct. With their backs against the big tree, there is no way to ambush people above. , because they were not standing face to face.Also, the person they faced was Ye Feng whose strength was several times higher than theirs.

What's wrong with the tree without branches?Ye Feng inserted the demon-slaying dagger into the wood and hung it on the tree like that. Before an assassin could stand still, Ye Feng had already fallen. The moment the assassin heard the wind above his head, he also felt a chill on his neck.

There was only one assassin left, Ye Feng could do whatever he wanted, but Ye Feng stood straight in front of him, flipping the demon-slaying dagger in his hand, the smile on his cheeks covered in camouflage oil paint was like that in the assassin's eyes bloody.

At the same time, the assassin also laughed, because he didn't think that the middle-aged man in front of him would dare to appear in front of him like this. He was confident in his own strength, but he didn't know how terrible Ye Feng was.

"Drink" the assassin yelled angrily, raised his knife and rushed towards Ye Feng, and made a sound, what Ye Feng wanted was for him to make this sound, the 36 plan to lure the snake out of the hole, after using it, naturally it should be silenced, Ye Feng took a few moves from him, felt his strength, and the characteristics of his moves. The assassin's movements were not very flexible, and his speed was not very fast, but his strength was great. He had the strength of the leader in purple clothes, and he could feel the time. After it was almost over, a knife flashed towards his neck, without any suspense, he had no room to fight back.

After finishing off the three assassins, Ye Feng leaped to the branch of a tree again, knowing himself and the enemy can win every battle, Ye Feng concealed himself, and listened with his ears.

Ye Feng closed his eyes lightly. There were nine people who came, but they all came.

The steps of several of them are very imposing step by step, but there is one person whose steps sound no different from normal people. He steps down step by step and raises them up again and again, but the sound is so soft, as if he What I'm stepping on now is not a mountain full of fallen leaves and dead branches, but a hard and flat concrete floor.

Definitely a master, Ye Feng commented like this, and Duanmu is an equal opponent, if Duanmu has not improved during this period of time, it will be difficult to defeat this person without using the three-character mantra.