urban wolf

The sound was getting closer and closer, Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes.

His waist was slightly bent, and it was just this small change that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, which gave his whole body an unpredictable explosive power.And his left hand, which has been slightly drooping with fingers slightly raised, swayed at a 35-degree angle as he walked. Ye Feng observed him for a full minute, but was horrified to find that no matter how the man's left hand swayed, , He never pulled a trouser pocket more than fifteen centimeters away from his left leg.There is definitely a weapon for him to defend himself.

Once attacked, he can pull out the weapon in his trouser pocket in the shortest time to defend himself.

At the same time, the leader of the assassins was also carefully observing the surrounding traces,

Seeing these corpses, he suddenly felt a fierce aura of fire, it was the murderous aura that had almost condensed into substance on this man!It has absolute vigilance and terrifying fighting power.

Ye Feng carefully controlled his breathing, trying to make it as long and slow as possible, he even narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to control his killing intent, because with his level of strength, he must already have it He has a keen sense of touch and even a sixth sense that is far superior to ordinary people, and if he is a little careless, he will be inexplicably alert.

No matter how vigilant a person is, there are times when he slackens, and no matter how terrifying a tiger is, there are opportunities to expose his weaknesses.

The assassin carefully observed the footprints left by Ye Feng on the ground. Normally, the assassin would definitely leave here, but what he met was Ye Feng who never played cards according to the routine and was extremely powerful.

Ye Feng opened his arms, and flew down like a big bird. The air waves on his body made these people unable to lift their heads. In an instant, the demon-slaying dagger in Ye Feng's hand flipped over and was driven by his arms. After cutting the necks of three people, it was like a wolf entering a herd of sheep. The few assassins he killed had no room to fight back. In 30 seconds, he killed eight assassins, and one, after Ye Feng stopped, unexpectedly I don't know where I went.

Ye Feng's figure still maintained the movement when he killed the No.8 assassin, but his eyes were closed, and he listened attentively, but he couldn't hear a single sound. After he exhaled lightly, the hairs all over his body They all stood upright, sensing every fluctuation in the surrounding air.

A gust of mountain wind blew through the treetops, and tens of thousands of birch leaves fluttered in the wind, making "wow" and "wow" sounds.A few withered and yellow leaves tumbled and fluttered from the air and slid down gently.

Between the sky and the earth, there was a sudden chill!

There was a sound of "咻", Ye Feng turned sideways suddenly, a poisonous needle almost flew past Ye Feng's cheek, there was still a sting on his face as the wind caused by the poisonous needle slid past cut his face,

The running speed of the poisonous needle is at least over [-], faster than the sand eagle bullets, Ye Feng was shocked, the sound of "咻咻" continued, Ye Feng began to move rapidly in the jungle, leaving only an afterimage in the air .

The Assassin's face was as cold as steel. He had already discovered that this time his opponent was more familiar with the jungle than him, and was more suitable for fighting in dense forests and hills. In this environment, the trees were his friends and the grass was his. Friends, the vine grass that seems impossible to bear the weight of a person is his friend, even the large dead leaves on the ground are also his friends.

The assassin discovered for the first time that his flying needle, which was accurate to [-]% hit rate, was not working!The opponent is a ghost that he can't lock at all, and what makes the assassin feel so uncomfortable that he almost vomits blood is that this enemy seems to have a kind of ghost

Strange things enable him to blend in perfectly with this mountain and this forest. Obviously the enemy is right in front of him, but when he shoots the flying needle, the assassin is unable to recover from his original state of mind when facing the enemy. , that kind of fluency and joy, the self-confidence that kills with one blow.

This is a feeling that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. This is a terrible feeling when a special operations master who has begun to understand the rhythm and has been able to integrate into the environment encounters natural enemies in a close-up environment!

If he knew that what he was facing now was a child who was raised by wolves, wouldn't he feel much better?

The assassin can only keep shooting the flying needle in his hand, because he understands that once an enemy who is clearly in front of him and makes it difficult for him to lock the target disappears from his sight, it will be his doomsday.

Ye Feng has been running at high speed, and sometimes he used the corner of his eye to look at the flying needle thrown behind him, it was a military steel needle, fifteen centimeters long, under the reflection of the light, there was a faint purple light, It is obvious that it is a trace of poison extraction. Under normal circumstances, such needles are ejected by an air bag, but this time the assassin is completely shot by hand, and the technique is very strange. A poison needle is placed in the palm of the hand. Here, the other hand is beyond the bullet.

"If Die Wu is here, there will be a shocking hidden weapon battle." Ye Feng thought in his heart.

All of a sudden, Ye Feng jumped up and hugged into a ball in the air. Leveraging the amazing inertia brought out by his full sprint, he made a 720-degree rotation continuously. Just as the assassin subconsciously raised his poisonous needle and planned Ye Feng in his heart. The kinetic energy and potential energy of the body reached a balance point, and when the inevitable stagnation in the air lasted for a tenth of a second, Ye Feng's body stretched in the air, and he even reached out to grab a branch lying in the air.

With this branch as the axis, Ye Feng made a beautiful impeccable roundabout movement, and what flew out was the demon-slaying dagger.There is also a flash of cold light in the air.

The assassin never thought that Ye Feng would make such a move, the poisonous needle in his hand was still moving.

Ye Feng also didn't care about the poisonous needle that was shot rapidly, he just watched his dagger stably stuck in the assassin's throat.

Because Ye Feng made a maneuver in the air, the flying needle only scratched a little flesh on his left arm.

But even so, Ye Feng felt a numbness on his left arm, he quickly moved to the assassin who was killed by himself, pulled out the demon-slaying dagger, and slashed fiercely on the wound left by the flying needle With a knife, black blood spurted out in an instant. Ye Feng urged his own internal strength, and after forcing out all the poisonous blood, he cursed a universal language: "***."

At this time, there was thunderous applause in the General Political Department of the Central Military Commission, and a gray-haired old general excitedly said: "Save this video for me, and use it as a teaching material for special forces training in the future. Good soldiers, good soldiers, no To think that our country has such outstanding soldiers."