Super Special Forces King

Chapter 231

231.

"Ah!" A scream like a pig killing suddenly sounded on the second floor, followed by the sound of a human body falling to the ground.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth, who was sitting against the kitchen wall. It seemed that the fish hook on the window sill had played a role.

Whether the barb of the fish hook is stuck in the foot or in the hand to tear off, it must tear off a piece of flesh.

The enemy approached the second floor, but Zhang Feng didn't have any anxiety on his face. He knew in his heart that this was just a prelude, and the real climax was still to come.

The sound of the lock being twisted at the front door on the first floor came, and two short men with katana in both hands walked into the house step by step.

The whole room was in complete darkness, and the door was now opened, and the outside light reflected the two of them.

As they walked forward, they felt the sensation of breaking the thin lines on the soles of their feet.

The two people lowered their heads subconsciously. At this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air above their heads, and there was no time to react. The sharp arrows penetrated their necks from top to bottom and nailed their bodies to the floor.

The bells on the second floor jingled, Zhang Feng raised his head slightly and looked towards the top of the stairs, the corners of his mouth sneered even more gloomy, the enemy went up to the second floor, want to surround himself up and down? Can't think of yourself as a three-year-old child? Or their IQ is at this level.

The gentle footsteps approached the stairs more and more. Listening to their footsteps, Zhang Feng muttered in his heart: "3! 2! 1! Burst!"

boom!

A violent explosion suddenly sounded, followed by heart-piercing screams one after another.

The power of homemade explosives cannot be compared with the military tnt or c4. Zhang Feng mixed the explosives with inch-long steel nails and iron sand.

Explosives are secured on both sides of the stairs. The stairs are narrow and the explosion occurs. The iron nails shot by the impact force of the explosion penetrate directly into the body and penetrate deep into the flesh.

The iron sand is even more like a soil spray gun, which is a large area when shot on the skin. Although it is not lethal, it is enough to cause huge damage.

The wooden stairs were directly destroyed in the explosion. The only connection between the first and second floors was lost. If you want to enter from the second floor to the first floor, you can only jump down.

Jumping down will inevitably make a movement, this movement is enough to attract his own attention, and Zhang Feng has used three days to prepare for more than that.

Zhang Feng knew that his bad life was worthless, but it wasn't anyone who wanted to take it away. He didn't pay a sufficient price, let alone a small life, he wouldn't even want to touch a single hair.

Bang bang bang.

The Japanese men who dropped from the stairs to the ground turned into ground gourds, roaring on the floor while rolling.

And Zhang Feng sitting in the kitchen finally got up, lowered his body and touched it quietly, picking up the samurai sword they had left on the ground.

In the darkness, a cold blade flashed, and in the blink of an eye, all the Japanese men who had screamed shut their mouths, and they closed their mouths forever.

The room fell into a deadly silence for a while, but it looked like a thick **** mass.

Holding the samurai sword dripping with blood on the tip, Zhang Feng returned to the kitchen again.

From this position, you can see the door of Wang Xiaojuan's room, and you can clearly see the front door, with a very wide field of vision.

With a slight bow, you can shrink your body behind the bar, which is a terrain that can move in and out.

When the enemy arrives aggressively, it is naturally impossible to counteract.

After a short silence, the sound of the glass being shattered suddenly sounded, piece by piece.

Then came the sound of people jumping in and falling on the floor, but the first group of men who jumped in instantly turned into cannon fodder.

Arrows roared out from strange angles and plunged into their bodies. Luckily, being stuck on the limbs was considered a life-saving. Once plunged into the torso, the internal organs are injured. If it hurts to the point, I am afraid that their Japanese **** Emperor will not be able to save their lives.

And Zhang Feng didn't make any more moves, all of them used powerful springs for firing.

The man who jumped in from the window again successfully fell to the floor, squeaking with his feet on the wooden floor.

Zhang Feng also stood up, holding a fruit knife that he had already prepared in his palm.

There are no shoes on the feet, which can ensure that the sound of stepping on the floor is very slight.

Stick to the wall and make sure you are always in the dark.

Ears stood up and carefully awake, drew a fruit knife and threw it out into the darkness.

The fruit knife checked the dried flowers on the table, cut off the flower branches, and shot straight to a Japanese man who had just walked out of the darkness.

The man felt the murderous attack, and he roared, and suddenly waved the katana in his hand to knock the ‘hidden weapon’ that was shot over.

Huh. The katana slashed across, but the fruit knife plunged into his throat next.

Blood poured out frantically from the wounds in his mouth and neck.

There was pain in his eyes, and the katana in his hand could no longer hold the ‘Dang Cang’, and it fell on the floor with a soft knee. Immediately afterwards, the pain in the eyes turned into a dead gray, the corpse fell down, and people who were already dead could no longer die.

Zhang Feng, who shot the fruit knife, didn't have any doubts about his accuracy, and directly moved quietly, hiding his body in the dark again.

Hold your breath and quietly wait for the opportunity.

It was originally tracked and found by the enemy, and he revealed that the enemy was in the dark. Now Zhang Feng uses a nearby monitor to spot the enemy one step ahead, and then turns off the switch, just using these two seemingly very simple methods to make the situation of both sides reversed.

Although there are a large number of people and home court advantage, Zhang Feng is able to move around in a small space and maximize his own advantages.

Hiding in the dark corner of the room, a Japanese man slowly leaned in shortly afterwards. He searched around but didn't find that he was getting closer and closer to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng was holding his breath, as if he was completely immersed in the night. When the man turned his back to him, Zhang Feng moved, and the dagger in his hand was inserted directly into his neck from the side.

"Ah--" The tearing scream sounded, but the movement of Zhang Feng's turning of the knife handle stopped abruptly.

Blood sprayed out from the expanded wound, splashed on Zhang Feng's arm, and tickly fell on the ground.

Without choosing to cover his mouth, Zhang Feng just wanted his screams to tell other people who entered the house that if he wanted to kill himself, he must be prepared to be killed by himself. The murderer would always be killed. .