Super Special Forces King

Chapter 236 Wang Xiaojuan's Tears

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Seeing that the blade inserted in Zhang Feng's lower abdomen was about to be pulled out, Zhang Feng would be seriously injured by then.

At this moment, Wang Xiaojuan, who was weakly falling behind him, did not know where the power came from, and rushed up from the ground, clutching the samurai sword with both hands.

The blade instantly cut through Wang Xiaojuan's palm and stuck in the bones of her palm.

Blood overflowed from the palm of the hand and dripped from the tip of the sword, and the speed of drawing the katana was suddenly slowed. Taking advantage of this effort, Zhang Feng suddenly raised his foot and kicked the enemy's lower body.

The man suffered a devastating blow to key parts, he immediately let go of the katana, howled and fell to the ground, his hands covered his crotch and couldn't help rolling.

Wang Xiaojuan was also relieved. She slowly let go of the blade held by her hands and hung her side. Both palms contained **** holes with deep bones in them, and she couldn't stop trembling.

The blood kept dripping down between the fingers on the ground, tick tick...

Zhang Feng's waist was also bent down, with a samurai sword inserted through his belly, with a painful smile on his face.

Slowly turned his head to look at Wang Xiaojuan, showing a sorrowful smile, and said: "How? It seems that we are both going to die here today. Is it a great honor to die with me?"

Wang Xiaojuan didn't expect Zhang Feng to be able to make jokes in such a situation, but he didn't have the mind to argue with him anymore, so he nodded, putting an unsightly smile on his face, and said, "Well, it's an honor!"

"Hahaha, it would be nice if you grew up to be more attractive. Tsk tsk tsk, if there are beauties on Huangquan Road, it is not a waste of walking in the world." Zhang Feng said with a laugh.

Wang Xiaojuan couldn't help rolling his eyes. Zhang Feng was really speechless, and he didn't forget to beat his own looks at the moment of life and death.

After teasing Wang Xiaojuan, Zhang Feng turned his head again and stared at the enemy in front of him.

He has now reached the end of the crossbow state, the painful injury has caused his physical strength to disappear long ago, and now he can stand on the spot with a brutal force!

With a painful grin and a sorrowful grin, Zhang Feng stretched out his little finger in front of him to make gestures, and then touched the ground.

The bearded man looked a little ugly, and in his heart the other party should kneel down and beg for mercy. Zhang Feng's performance was exactly the opposite of what he had expected. The heavier the physical injury, the more crazy he became.

"Grab the two of them for me to live!" said coldly.

Seven or eight men holding samurai swords roared towards Zhang Feng again, and amidst their roars, a roar of engines suddenly sounded.

Zhang Feng's ears moved slightly. Hearing the roar, Yu Guang looked to the side and saw an old pickup truck rushing over.

The restless sound of this engine is only for the modified engine.

At this moment, the miniature earphones that Wang Xiaojuan was wearing in his ears also rang, which was the message from 01 intelligence personnel lurking in the country.

There was an overwhelming smile on her face, she hurriedly moved behind Zhang Feng, and whispered: "The intelligence personnel have received the news that we have been attacked, and they have come to respond in advance."

Zhang Feng nodded slightly, it seems that the pickup truck should have been picked up by the intelligence personnel.

Estimating the speed of the pickup truck, and then determining the enemy rushing in front of him, Zhang Feng did not have the slightest relaxed expression on his face, because it was not the rescue but the rushing enemy who arrived first.

Licking his **** lips, he whispered, "You are now slowly backing away!"

Although she didn't know why she wanted to retreat, Wang Xiaojuan did not refute, dragging her bruised body back slowly.

At this time, the enemy had rushed to Zhang Feng's face, and the samurai sword was raised high, and slashed down.

Zhang Feng’s eyebrows have been raised. He knew in his heart that he wanted to drag the pickup truck to the intelligence department to come to rescue. He had to resist the enemies in front of him and survive with their katana, otherwise he would become a one. Dead body.

His current injury prevents him from making too much or too violent movements, and can only fight for life and injury for life.

Try to avoid the key points, let the position of the torso pick up the blade, and the knife in the hand flashed with cold light, harvesting life.

Ding Ding Ding, Zhang Feng backed three steps, staggering his body and almost fell. Stand up and understand in your heart that once you fall down, you will no longer have a chance to stand up.

There were a few more wounds on his body, and the blood flowing out had completely stained his clothes blood red.

The rushing truck also attracted the attention of the mustache man, his face changed drastically and he suddenly roared.

The Japanese man who was twisted with Zhang Feng became more and more crazy, the katana in his hand flashed with cold light, and even no longer kept his hand, which meant that they no longer wanted to keep alive.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Feng yelled up to the sky, he knew he would not be able to leave today, but there was no grief in his heart.

A beautiful shadow flashed in my heart for an instant, the laughter ended, but a beautiful smile evoked at the corner of my mouth. I would have no regrets in this life when I met her.

His hands were clenched into fists and then slowly opened, looking at the enemy rushing in front of him, his hands suddenly waved, and four knives in the mouth flew away.

His life was gone, and the knife in his mouth flew away without any longer.

The four enemies are knives in the heart of the eyebrows, deep into the skull, and instantly killed.

The other two enemies were stabs with samurai swords, and Zhang Feng did not retreat but instead moved forward.

Puff!

A samurai sword pierced through the abdomen and stabbed out from behind. Another samurai sword penetrated directly through the center of the heart.

"Hahaha!" Crazy laughter spurted out of Zhang Feng's mouth again.

The ferocious expression, crazy laughter, like a madman, with both fists out, whistling, directly hitting the two enemies' Adam's apple.

The huge force directly smashed their necks directly, and their bodies flew upside down like a kite with a broken line, bleeding arrows sprayed from their mouths, and after falling to the ground, they twitched twice and there was no response.

Zhang Feng couldn't hold it anymore and staggered to the ground.

Smashing one knee on the ground, she turned her head slightly to look at Wang Xiaojuan who was standing ten meters away behind her, her face was covered with crystal tears.

She stepped and dragged her bruised body to run over, Zhang Feng shook her head slightly, her lips moved without making a sound.

Wang Xiaojuan understood what he said: "Don't come over, stay alive!"

Zhang Feng knew that his injury might not be able to save herself even if she was the king of heaven, and she would be futile if she came here, and would even die.

The pickup truck rushed to Wang Xiaojuan's side, the door opened, and he put her hands on her waist and pulled her into the car, and then whizzed and blinked and disappeared into the night.

At this moment, an enemy of the Japanese nation ran over, with his foot on Zhang Feng's cheek.