The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

Regardless of the yelling and cursing behind him, Zhao Ziyang caught up with An Qier and walked side by side with him.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the unique sand wind of desert towns rose up, spreading mistyly on the two of them.There are still a few hours before the evening curfew time, and the streets in the distance are already empty. No matter if they are residents or business travelers, they don't want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

"An Qier, here it is." Zhao Ziyang took out an Arabic scarf and put it in and handed it to Angel.

"No need." An Qier rejected Zhao Ziyang's kindness, and sucked her nose hard, feeling the dryness mixed with fine sand.

Putting Arabian away, Zhao Ziyang followed Angel out of the mercenary camp and stood in front of the door, looking at the dim street lights in the distance and the scattered American troops on the street.

"What's going on between you and Linghu?" Angel broke the silence between the two.

This sentence made Zhao Ziyang a little confused, what could happen between him and Linghu, we are teammates.If there is something special, it is that Linghu insisted on saving him at the beginning, and his relationship with Linghu is better, and there seems to be nothing between the two of them.

"I have nothing to do with Linghu." Zhao Ziyang said to Angel honestly: "Oh, by the way, last time Linghu bought me a watch."

"Does the watch look good?" Angel's voice was cold with a faint taste.

"It's okay." Zhao Ziyang nodded with a smile on his face.

The last time Linghu ran back to his hometown in Switzerland, he was given an expensive Omega when he came back.The gift of this watch is very meaningful, if you accept the watch, you will have to draw Linghu's blood a few more times.Zhao Ziyang readily accepted it, anyway, she was Linghu's guinea pig, and she could always pester herself to draw blood in various ways.

"How long have you been in Lurker?" An Qier continued to ask Zhao Ziyang.

"More than three months, nearly four months." Zhao Ziyang blurted out the time.

Angel turned her head and stared at Zhao Ziyang with a pair of clear blue eyes.

"Maybe you have been here for a short time, and you still don't know something about the mercenary world." An Qier said to Zhao Ziyang in a rare soft voice: "Mercenaries don't have love, and don't need love, can you understand?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Ziyang couldn't help but smile bitterly, he never thought that An Qier would say such a sentence.The world can learn from each other, he and Linghu are innocent, there is absolutely no love between men and women, just a very pure and pure teammate relationship.

"An Qier, I have nothing with Linghu, you have to trust me on that." Zhao Ziyang explained to An Qier with a smile.

But he could see deep distrust in Angel's blue eyes.

"You don't need to explain anything to me. It's your own business. I'm just reminding you as an instructor."

"I really didn't..." Zhao Ziyang hurriedly explained to An Qier, wanting to make An Qier believe in him, he quickly filtered through all his teammates in his mind, trying to find out who was the guy who gnawed his tongue recklessly.

Little lover is definitely not something that Angel can say directly, there must be someone whispering behind her back.

"That's your business." An Qier took a deep look at Zhao Ziyang, turned around and took two steps forward, then turned around and said, "Zhao Ziyang, please remember, you are me..."

"Be careful!" Zhao Ziyang yelled loudly, he rushed towards Angel like lightning, hugged her and fell heavily on the ground.

"Swish, swish, swish..." There was a burst of wind, and a few streaks of black light streaked across the dim darkness, shooting straight at the place where Angel was standing just now.

Enemy attack, hidden weapon!

A black shadow sprang out from the side and slashed at the back of Zhao Ziyang who was lying on the ground with a knife.

The eyes of Angel, who was pressed by Zhao Ziyang, shot out a frost-like light, and a black light shot out from her right hand, stabbing at the long knife that was slashing.

With a sound of "Keng", the two knives collided, and a ray of sparks burst out.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Ziyang immediately rolled over from the ground, drew out the saber from his waist and rushed towards the attacker.

"Shua! Shua!" The sound of a sharp blade piercing the air sounded, and the opponent waved the long knife in his hand and attacked Zhao Ziyang like lightning.

The blade is like snow, showing its sharpness.

Facing the lightning-like skill of the sneak attacker, Zhao Ziyang did not retreat but advanced, rushed towards the opponent's arms, swung his saber and stabbed the opponent's neck.He used the way of killing both sides, ignoring the opponent's attack on himself, and only wanted to kill him with one blow.

At the same time, Angel took out a drawing pencil and stabbed the attacker.

There was a soft "嗤", and the originally normal pencil suddenly jumped tens of centimeters, and the pencil lead in the middle turned into a sharp lead thorn, showing a thick black light under the dim light.

"Huh?" The sneak attacker made a surprised sound, and retreated violently, avoiding the attacks of Zhao Ziyang and An Qier.

It was during this surprise that Zhao Ziyang and An Qier heard a woman's voice at the same time, and immediately determined that the attacker was a woman.

There was a burst of "huh", and a black plate-like object spun towards Angel.

Seeing what was coming, Angel's eyes widened, full of desire to fight.

"Go away!" An Qier pushed Zhao Ziyang away, threw herself forward, stretched out her left hand to pinch the corner of the black shadow, and quickly turned it in the direction of rotation, controlling the black shadow in her hands.

This is a drawing board, a drawing board that must be used for sketching.

"Shua", Angel, holding the drawing board, threw the drawing board towards the attacker, and then rushed towards the attacker at a speed no less than that of the drawing board, and stabbed the attacker with the pencil in his right hand.

"Huh", the sound of fluttering clothes was heard, the attacker turned over in the air to avoid the drawing board given back, and stretched out a long knife to slash at the pencil stab in Angel's hand.

The pencil thorn was slashed heavily by the long knife, but it was not cut off, but bent down under the pressure of gravity, forming an ellipse.

When this force pressed the pencil thorn to the lowest point, the pencil thorn began to rebound violently.

"Wave!"

An afterimage cut through the air and bounced towards the attacker.

It seemed that Angel did not expect the pencil thorn in Angel's hand to be so flexible. The attacker immediately dodged deeply, and her dodging movements were exactly like a kite turning over.

"Hey", the tip of the pencil thorn cut through the attacker's clothes.

At the same time as landing, the attacker stabbed straight at Angel's chest, and her stabbing motion was exactly the same as traditional Chinese kung fu.Not only that, Zhao Ziyang also clearly saw the knife in her hand, it was a traditional martial arts knife with a wide blade and narrow handle, and a piece of red cloth was tied to the handle.

Before Zhao Ziyang's astonishment ended, there was a flash of saber light, and the attacker used pure Chinese kung fu, but he didn't know what kind of saber technique he was using.

"Stop!" Zhao Ziyang called to stop instinctively. The reason for stopping was firstly because the attacker was a woman, and secondly because the attacker seemed to be Chinese.

"Women fight men, don't interrupt!" Crisp mandarin came out of the attacker's mouth, and Zhao Ziyang's footsteps were abruptly stopped.

An Qier was even happier, she directly took off her coat and threw it to Zhao Ziyang, wearing a tight vest to attack the attacker.

Holding Angel's coat, Zhao Ziyang was taken aback for a moment, a little dazed, not knowing whether to help or not.

With a soft chirp, Angel pulled out a thin silk thread from her belt, threw away the pencil prick in her hand, and wrapped it around the martial arts knife sharpened by the attacker.

One lap two laps...

Angel used her feet as the axis, wrapped the martial arts knife tightly with silk thread like lightning, and then immediately retreated violently.

A white light rose, and the silk thread blazed fiercely. At the same time, the martial arts knife in the attacker's hand turned into segments.

The attacker threw half of the knife heavily on the ground, and took out a pair of large writing brushes from his waist with both hands.No, it's not a big brush, but a pair of judge pens made of fine steel.

In an instant, piercing, pointing, picking, stabbing, poking, and various short-bladed moves were used on Angel. At this time, the sneak attacker was agile, and the attack was as smooth as flowing clouds, which made people feel beautiful after seeing it.

Angel, who was so attacked, could only retreat step by step, but no matter how she retreated, she couldn't get rid of the pair of judge pens in the hands of the attacker, which was in an extremely dangerous form.

"Stop!" Zhao Ziyang yelled to stop, fearing that Angel would be injured, he reached out and took out a large-caliber Desert Eagle to point at the attacker.

A ray of black light struck, the attacker casually turned over the judge's pen, and shot a copper coin at Zhao Ziyang's pistol.

With a "snap", Zhao Ziyang, who had just pulled out his pistol, was hit by the coin, his wrist was sore and the Desert Eagle fell to the ground.

It was a hidden weapon again, Zhao Ziyang was terrified, he couldn't figure out how the person who appeared here still had such a high level of hidden weapons.

In a blink of an eye, Angel was forced to retreat a dozen steps again.Due to avoiding the opponent's continuous attacks, her breathing seemed particularly rapid, and her plump chest rose and fell rapidly, but her left hand was always behind her waist, as if she was preparing for a violent blow.

"Tsk tsk, little girl, you're in pretty good shape, how about having fun with me?" The sneak attacker who cornered Angel made a teasing sound, and a pair of judge pens pointed at Angel's chest.

Angel, who had been bullied like this, was furious, and a pair of blue eyes showed a real murderous look.Her left hand, which had been placed on her back, suddenly stretched out, with four pieces of plasticine for drawing between her five fingers. With a little force on her wrist, the plasticine flew towards the attacker.

Seeing the flying plasticine, the attacker was startled and rushed back immediately.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Four not-so-loud explosions sounded, and the thrown plasticine exploded, causing the attackers to be extremely embarrassed.

Angel, who succeeded in one move, immediately rushed forward and pinched the attacker's right wrist, and at the same time forced the opponent to throw away the judge's pen. Neck, use the power of twisting the waist to wrap the opponent to the ground, fold the opponent's arms with both hands, and firmly restrain the opponent with both legs.

This is a typical judo move, but Zhao Ziyang has never seen such an elegant move as Angel's.

Just when Angel completely controlled the opponent, her pupils suddenly shrank into a pinhole shape: the attacker showed a smiling face at her, and when he grinned, several black cone-shaped hidden weapons were revealed.Regardless of the yelling and cursing behind him, Zhao Ziyang caught up with An Qier and walked side by side with him.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the unique sand wind of desert towns rose up, spreading mistyly on the two of them.There are still a few hours before the evening curfew time, and the streets in the distance are already empty. No matter if they are residents or business travelers, they don't want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

"An Qier, here it is." Zhao Ziyang took out an Arabic scarf and put it in and handed it to Angel.

"No need." An Qier rejected Zhao Ziyang's kindness, and sucked her nose hard, feeling the dryness mixed with fine sand.

Putting Arabian away, Zhao Ziyang followed Angel out of the mercenary camp and stood in front of the door, looking at the dim street lights in the distance and the scattered American troops on the street.

"What's going on between you and Linghu?" Angel broke the silence between the two.

This sentence made Zhao Ziyang a little confused, what could happen between him and Linghu, we are teammates.If there is something special, it is that Linghu insisted on saving him at the beginning, and his relationship with Linghu is better, and there seems to be nothing between the two of them.

"I have nothing to do with Linghu." Zhao Ziyang said to Angel honestly: "Oh, by the way, last time Linghu bought me a watch."

"Does the watch look good?" Angel's voice was cold with a faint taste.

"It's okay." Zhao Ziyang nodded with a smile on his face.

The last time Linghu ran back to his hometown in Switzerland, he was given an expensive Omega when he came back.The gift of this watch is very meaningful, if you accept the watch, you will have to draw Linghu's blood a few more times.Zhao Ziyang readily accepted it, anyway, she was Linghu's guinea pig, and she could always pester herself to draw blood in various ways.

"How long have you been in Lurker?" An Qier continued to ask Zhao Ziyang.

"More than three months, nearly four months." Zhao Ziyang blurted out the time.

Angel turned her head and stared at Zhao Ziyang with a pair of clear blue eyes.

"Maybe you have been here for a short time, and you still don't know something about the mercenary world." An Qier said to Zhao Ziyang in a rare soft voice: "Mercenaries don't have love, and don't need love, can you understand?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Ziyang couldn't help but smile bitterly, he never thought that An Qier would say such a sentence.The world can learn from each other, he and Linghu are innocent, there is absolutely no love between men and women, just a very pure and pure teammate relationship.

"An Qier, I have nothing with Linghu, you have to trust me on that." Zhao Ziyang explained to An Qier with a smile.

But he could see deep distrust in Angel's blue eyes.

"You don't need to explain anything to me. It's your own business. I'm just reminding you as an instructor."

"I really didn't..." Zhao Ziyang hurriedly explained to An Qier, wanting to make An Qier believe in him, he quickly filtered through all his teammates in his mind, trying to find out who was the guy who gnawed his tongue recklessly.

Little lover is definitely not something that Angel can say directly, there must be someone whispering behind her back.

"That's your business." An Qier took a deep look at Zhao Ziyang, turned around and took two steps forward, then turned around and said, "Zhao Ziyang, please remember, you are me..."

"Be careful!" Zhao Ziyang yelled loudly, he rushed towards Angel like lightning, hugged her and fell heavily on the ground.

"Swish, swish, swish..." There was a burst of wind, and a few streaks of black light streaked across the dim darkness, shooting straight at the place where Angel was standing just now.

Enemy attack, hidden weapon!

A black shadow sprang out from the side and slashed at the back of Zhao Ziyang who was lying on the ground with a knife.

The eyes of Angel, who was pressed by Zhao Ziyang, shot out a frost-like light, and a black light shot out from her right hand, stabbing at the long knife that was slashing.

With a sound of "Keng", the two knives collided, and a ray of sparks burst out.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Ziyang immediately rolled over from the ground, drew out the saber from his waist and rushed towards the attacker.

"Shua! Shua!" The sound of a sharp blade piercing the air sounded, and the opponent waved the long knife in his hand and attacked Zhao Ziyang like lightning.

The blade is like snow, showing its sharpness.

Facing the lightning-like skill of the sneak attacker, Zhao Ziyang did not retreat but advanced, rushed towards the opponent's arms, swung his saber and stabbed the opponent's neck.He used the way of killing both sides, ignoring the opponent's attack on himself, and only wanted to kill him with one blow.

At the same time, Angel took out a drawing pencil and stabbed the attacker.

There was a soft "嗤", and the originally normal pencil suddenly jumped tens of centimeters, and the pencil lead in the middle turned into a sharp lead thorn, showing a thick black light under the dim light.

"Huh?" The sneak attacker made a surprised sound, and retreated violently, avoiding the attacks of Zhao Ziyang and An Qier.

It was during this surprise that Zhao Ziyang and An Qier heard a woman's voice at the same time, and immediately determined that the attacker was a woman.

There was a burst of "huh", and a black plate-like object spun towards Angel.

Seeing what was coming, Angel's eyes widened, full of desire to fight.

"Go away!" An Qier pushed Zhao Ziyang away, threw herself forward, stretched out her left hand to pinch the corner of the black shadow, and quickly turned it in the direction of rotation, controlling the black shadow in her hands.

This is a drawing board, a drawing board that must be used for sketching.

"Shua", Angel, holding the drawing board, threw the drawing board towards the attacker, and then rushed towards the attacker at a speed no less than that of the drawing board, and stabbed the attacker with the pencil in his right hand.

"Huh", the sound of fluttering clothes was heard, the attacker turned over in the air to avoid the drawing board given back, and stretched out a long knife to slash at the pencil stab in Angel's hand.

The pencil thorn was slashed heavily by the long knife, but it was not cut off, but bent down under the pressure of gravity, forming an ellipse.

When this force pressed the pencil thorn to the lowest point, the pencil thorn began to rebound violently.

"Wave!"

An afterimage cut through the air and bounced towards the attacker.

It seemed that Angel did not expect the pencil thorn in Angel's hand to be so flexible. The attacker immediately dodged deeply, and her dodging movements were exactly like a kite turning over.

"Hey", the tip of the pencil thorn cut through the attacker's clothes.

At the same time as landing, the attacker stabbed straight at Angel's chest, and her stabbing motion was exactly the same as traditional Chinese kung fu.Not only that, Zhao Ziyang also clearly saw the knife in her hand, it was a traditional martial arts knife with a wide blade and narrow handle, and a piece of red cloth was tied to the handle.

Before Zhao Ziyang's astonishment ended, there was a flash of saber light, and the attacker used pure Chinese kung fu, but he didn't know what kind of saber technique he was using.

"Stop!" Zhao Ziyang called to stop instinctively. The reason for stopping was firstly because the attacker was a woman, and secondly because the attacker seemed to be Chinese.

"Women fight men, don't interrupt!" Crisp mandarin came out of the attacker's mouth, and Zhao Ziyang's footsteps were abruptly stopped.

An Qier was even happier, she directly took off her coat and threw it to Zhao Ziyang, wearing a tight vest to attack the attacker.

Holding Angel's coat, Zhao Ziyang was taken aback for a moment, a little dazed, not knowing whether to help or not.

With a soft chirp, Angel pulled out a thin silk thread from her belt, threw away the pencil prick in her hand, and wrapped it around the martial arts knife sharpened by the attacker.

One lap two laps...

Angel used her feet as the axis, wrapped the martial arts knife tightly with silk thread like lightning, and then immediately retreated violently.

A white light rose, and the silk thread blazed fiercely. At the same time, the martial arts knife in the attacker's hand turned into segments.

The attacker threw half of the knife heavily on the ground, and took out a pair of large writing brushes from his waist with both hands.No, it's not a big brush, but a pair of judge pens made of fine steel.

In an instant, piercing, pointing, picking, stabbing, poking, and various short-bladed moves were used on Angel. At this time, the sneak attacker was agile, and the attack was as smooth as flowing clouds, which made people feel beautiful after seeing it.

Angel, who was so attacked, could only retreat step by step, but no matter how she retreated, she couldn't get rid of the pair of judge pens in the hands of the attacker, which was in an extremely dangerous form.

"Stop!" Zhao Ziyang yelled to stop, fearing that Angel would be injured, he reached out and took out a large-caliber Desert Eagle to point at the attacker.

A ray of black light struck, the attacker casually turned over the judge's pen, and shot a copper coin at Zhao Ziyang's pistol.

With a "snap", Zhao Ziyang, who had just pulled out his pistol, was hit by the coin, his wrist was sore and the Desert Eagle fell to the ground.

It was a hidden weapon again, Zhao Ziyang was terrified, he couldn't figure out how the person who appeared here still had such a high level of hidden weapons.

In a blink of an eye, Angel was forced to retreat a dozen steps again.Due to avoiding the opponent's continuous attacks, her breathing seemed particularly rapid, and her plump chest rose and fell rapidly, but her left hand was always behind her waist, as if she was preparing for a violent blow.

"Tsk tsk, little girl, you're in pretty good shape, how about having fun with me?" The sneak attacker who cornered Angel made a teasing sound, and a pair of judge pens pointed at Angel's chest.

Angel, who had been bullied like this, was furious, and a pair of blue eyes showed a real murderous look.Her left hand, which had been placed on her back, suddenly stretched out, with four pieces of plasticine for drawing between her five fingers. With a little force on her wrist, the plasticine flew towards the attacker.

Seeing the flying plasticine, the attacker was startled and rushed back immediately.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Four not-so-loud explosions sounded, and the thrown plasticine exploded, causing the attackers to be extremely embarrassed.

Angel, who succeeded in one move, immediately rushed forward and pinched the attacker's right wrist, and at the same time forced the opponent to throw away the judge's pen. Neck, use the power of twisting the waist to wrap the opponent to the ground, fold the opponent's arms with both hands, and firmly restrain the opponent with both legs.

This is a typical judo move, but Zhao Ziyang has never seen such an elegant move as Angel's.

Just when Angel completely controlled the opponent, her pupils suddenly shrank into a pinhole shape: the attacker showed a smiling face at her, and when he grinned, several black cone-shaped hidden weapons were revealed.