Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 504 Who Is The Real Dragon
These ghost guards were also panicked by fright, and they tried to run away, but they unwittingly acted as a shield for Feilong.

Amidst the bah bah bah, they went home to see the emperor one after another.

When Feilong saw it, he lost all courage.

In the rush, he tripped over a stone on the ground again, rolled down the mountainside, and fell into a mess
When he got up in a hurry, he found that a [-] gun was pointed at his head.

Feilong's body trembled, terrified.

Then, he saw a slender, handsome young man in front of him.

"You are, Zhao Zilong?" Feilong pretended to be calm, but his small eyes rolled from time to time.

"That's right." Zhao Zilong nodded slightly with a stern expression, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Fat dragon."

Seeing that Zhao Zilong didn't shoot, Feilong was coping with it while thinking in his heart, so he said: "Zhao Zilong, your marksmanship is good, but you don't know how good your martial arts are? Do you dare to fight with me?"

"Hmph, do you want to hit me? I'll let you go. If you shoot you to death with a gun, it will be cheaper for you."

Zhao Zilong snorted coldly: "Feilong, you killed so many of my brothers, today is your death day."

As he said that, Zhao Zilong dropped the rifle, took out the dagger, held the handle upside down with his left hand, stared at the opponent, and said coldly: "This one is called 'Dragon Blade', and it is specially designed to kill devils like you."

He could have killed Feilong with a single shot, but when he thought about the stab wounds Gao Yang and Wang Zhong had received, he felt that this was too cheap for this devil, and he wanted to let the other party feel what it was like to be stabbed again and again.

Seeing Zhao Zilong like this, Feilong was happy.

Although he fell down the mountain just now, it was only a skin trauma and did not affect his combat effectiveness.

"Okay, Zhao Zilong, I want to see your abilities and see who is the real 'dragon'!"

Although Fat Dragon is fat and strong, it is not for nothing that he was able to win the title of "Eight Great Tengu" of the Special High School.

With a whoosh, he also took out a dagger from his body.

His dagger was a few centimeters longer than ordinary daggers, emitting a gloomy light.

You can tell at a glance that there is usually a lot of blood on it.

"Zhao Zilong, do you think you can scare me by killing my two companions?" Fei Long stared at Zhao Zilong coldly.

"Oh?" Zhao Zilong frowned, feeling a little strange.

"Did you kill the big bear and the skinny monkey?" Fei Long asked immediately seeing that Zhao Zilong didn't understand.

Zhao Zilong couldn't help thinking of going to Nanjing Road, where he sneaked into the barracks of the No. 16 Devil Division near Jurong Town, and when he assassinated two Hundred Devils, he was chased and killed by a Devil named Big Bear. Exploded, escaped by himself, and the guy was bombed, and he did not know his life or death.

Hearing what Feilong said now, he knew that the big bear was dead.

And that thin monkey was the agent that Zhao Zilong chased after in Nanjing, but he didn't kill him at that time, but when he chased to an alley, he found that the other party had been killed.

However, Zhao Zi didn't say anything, just stared at Feilong.

"The two of them are my colleagues and good friends."

As soon as Fei Long said this, his face was full of arrogance, "Do you know what our nickname is? We are known as the 'Big Ten Dogs' of T-Tech."

Having said that, he changed his tone: "But now you have killed the two of them, leaving only the six of us."

Fat Long's eyes flashed coldly, he stared at Zhao Zilong closely, and shouted: "So, I must kill you to avenge them."

"Eight dead dogs, right?" Upon hearing this, Zhao Zilong twitched his lips and mocked.

"Ba Ga! Are you insulting us?" Fat Dragon's face suddenly turned green.

"Correct."

Zhao Zilong nodded seriously, "Not only will I call you dead dogs, but I will also send you all to see the emperor."

"Ah, I'm so pissed off."

Feilong suddenly jumped into a rage, moved his feet, and rushed forward in an instant.

He straightened his dagger and stabbed fiercely at Zhao Zilong's face.

Fast and hard.

But Zhao Zilong moved sideways and easily dodged past.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Feilong suddenly raised his right foot and kicked Zhao Zilong's lower abdomen.

And Zhao Zilong didn't panic, he turned left and avoided it again.

"Brother Zhao, hurry up and kill this devil." At this time, Lang Tie and other national troops ran up.

Feilong's two moves failed, and when he saw that he was surrounded, he lost his arrogance just now. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

"Okay." Zhao Zilong responded, and then turned to attack.

When Zhao Zilong got serious, it was completely different from the way he fought just now.

He was just dodging and defending just now, trying to see exactly what kind of strength this fat dragon is.

How could Feilong be Zhao Zilong's opponent, even if Zhao Zilong was injured, Feilong's face was covered with blood, blood flowed, and his face became hideous.

"Okay, well played." The crowd cheered loudly.

The corners of Zhao Zilong's mouth were slightly bent, and he hooked his fingers towards Feilong.

He didn't kill him just now, but did it on purpose, trying to injure the opponent one by one.

Feilong was irritated, but this made him lose his composure. He had no rules at all and was full of flaws.

Zhao Zilong fought Feilong a few more times, and as he swung the dagger in his hand, the opponent's injuries became more and more serious.

"Baga! I will fight with you."

At this moment, Feilong completely lost his mind, and played in a completely destructive style.

After Zhao Zilong avoided the opponent for a few sprints, he suddenly kicked him in the stomach.

Feilong screamed, rolled over several times, and dropped the dagger.

When his body touched a rifle on the ground, he immediately reached out to pick it up.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zilong rushed up one step at a time, thrust the dagger into the back of Feilong's hand, and the pain caused him to yelp.

"Do you know it hurts? The more painful one is yet to come."

Zhao Zilong pulled the dagger out of Feilong's hand, stepped on the opponent's other hand, stabbed him fiercely, and avenged Gao Yang, Wang Zhong and other brothers.

"Baga, Baga, kill me."

Feilong knew that his death was imminent, but he still cursed stubbornly.

Zhao Zilong frowned, and with a wave of his hand, the dagger immediately cut the opponent's throat.

Feilong's eyes widened suddenly, he straightened up, and went back to his hometown to find the two tengu companions.

When Zhao Zilong stood up, he saw Chen Weiguo and Zhou Min running over.

After everyone quickly packed the ammunition, they immediately went to look for Li Xiaoling and others.

Since they didn't know where Li Xiaoling and the others were hiding, they could only shout loudly.

Li Xiaoling, who was hiding on a hillside, vaguely heard everyone calling, and she hurried out with everyone.

"Brother Zhao, you are back." Li Xiaoling saw Zhao Zilong at a glance, and then she smiled.

"Well, let's go find Brother Wang." Zhao Zilong nodded, seeing that everyone had arrived, he took everyone to find Wang Zhong.

When everyone saw Wang Zhong was bandaged and lying on a stretcher, they felt extremely uncomfortable and angry at the same time.

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