Super Special Forces King

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Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Bai Xiong's face was extremely ugly, and there was a trace of doubt and confusion in his eyes.

Parents, lovers, children?

He hadn't thought about these. Moreover, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have parents and lovers, but these memories seemed to be erased from his head forcibly, and he couldn't remember it.

The more he thinks about it, the more headache he gets, and even if he wants to find these memories, he can’t do it at all. The thought injected into his mind is absolutely loyal to the United States and loyal to the generals, which he can’t resist. .

Just like Monkey King, there are always seventy-two changes, and there are always bright eyes, so how about?

Before putting on the tight hoop, he could be the Monkey King who galloped across the sky, but what about after putting on the hoop?

It's just a "stray dog" on the way to the Buddhist monk Tang!

The so-called Buddhist believers, the so-called fighting and defeating the Buddha, can it be more important than freedom?

Bai Xiong didn't want to think about it, but Zhang Feng's words were an arrow that pierced the heart, piercing deeply into his heart.

The whole head that I thought was about to explode, the white bear let out a low growl in his throat, staring at Zhang Feng with **** eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Today, one of us is destined to die here! Do it!"

After finishing speaking, he dragged his injured leg straight to Zhang Feng and rushed over, charging with scars, but with an indomitable momentum.

At this moment, he had already put his life behind his head.

He didn't want to let himself be tortured by Zhu Xin's arrow. There were only two ways.

Or maybe get rid of this annoying person in front of you, and completely drive out your nightmare!

Zhang Feng's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light of killing intent shot into his eyes.

He didn't want to continue to drag on. The excessive blood loss made his head feel groggy, as if he was going to be unconscious and shocked the next moment.

Holding up the saber that was still dripping blood in his hand, there was no longer any fighting, and went straight to the white bear to kill.

The two fought madly together, and Zhang Feng took advantage of his speed and flexibility to leave blood holes on the white bear.

The White Bear also refused to show weakness. Although it was not dominant on the scene, it approached Zhang Feng frantically.

It was completely a life-threatening move, which forced Zhang Feng to have only a chance to hurt him, but not the possibility of killing him.

...

After fighting for more than a dozen rounds, Zhang Feng took two steps backwards suddenly. There was an automatic rifle with an empty magazine in front of him. With his toe picked, the automatic rifle slammed directly into Bai Xiong's injured knee. At the same time, the body rushed towards the white bear again at full speed.

Bai Xiong's face was ugly to the extreme, his knees were completely insensible, and he couldn't avoid him. He was slammed into the knee by an automatic rifle.

His body staggered and almost fell to the ground, resisting the severe pain to stabilize his figure. At this time, Zhang Feng also slammed in front of him.

There was a trace of fierceness in the blood-red eyes. Facing Zhang Feng who was rushing over, he didn't even dodge, and the tip of the knife pierced directly towards Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng held his saber to greet him, but at this moment, the knife in Bai Xiong's hand was actually released.

Sacrifice knife!

It can be said that there is no knife in hand, and the white bear with bare hands faces Zhang Feng who is holding a saber. It can be said that there is no chance of winning.

But the white bear actually gave up the knife here, all he wanted was suddenness!

Sure enough, Zhang Feng didn't realize it at all. When it was too late to react, he could only turn his side a little, and the blade penetrated deeply into Zhang Feng's left chest and the middle of his shoulder, embedded in the muscles and bones. .

The white bear who gave up his body took the opportunity to directly pounce on Zhang Feng's body, and threw the latter to the ground.

boom.

At the moment he landed, Zhang Feng was smashed. The white bear pressing on him was rude, and slammed Zhang Feng's head with his big fist.

Zhang Feng's eyes were big, he didn't want to use his head to harden him, he could only tilt his head to avoid it, and at the same time, the saber he was carrying directly stabbed the white bear's abdomen.

boom!

Bai Xiong's fist slammed on the ground with a loud noise, and at the same time, Zhang Feng's long and narrow saber pierced directly into Bai Xiong's body.

At this moment, the metamorphosis of the super soldier is vividly manifested.

If an ordinary person takes such a knife, even if he can resist the severe pain, he will be instantly affected.

But what about the white bear? It was as if the knife didn't stab him at all.

Seeing that his fists fell through, his head slammed into Zhang Feng's nose.

With a crisp sound, Zhang Feng's nose suddenly broke, and blood spurted from both nostrils.

Zhang Feng has three feelings of soreness and pain at the same time, and his eyes can't control his eyes.

"Grass, what a madman! They are so crazy!"

Zhang Feng roared furiously, and the saber in his hand stabbed the white bear's chest and abdomen frantically.

And Bai Xiong is like Zhang Feng said, completely crazy. His fist was crazy, and it rained down on Zhang Feng's head.

The two people were frantically fighting together, and in the end, I didn't know who stopped first. Anyway, neither of them was moving.

The front chest of the white bear can almost be described as riddled with sores. The broken intestines are hanging with the outflow of organs, and the bright red and thick blood is stained on Zhang Feng's body under him.

As for Zhang Feng, one of his faces can no longer see the human shape, two brow bones are completely split, his left eye is swollen high, and there is only a gap.

The height of the left and right cheeks is the same, but the shape of the mouth has already been seen, and there are still two lines of blood hanging under the crooked bridge of the nose.

For a long time, the two people just stacked together like this, without any movement.

In the room, all those who survived by chance stick out their heads.

The general was also a little frightened. They saw such a frantic battle for the first time with their own eyes, which was completely beyond their imagination.

Shen Sheng opened his mouth and said, "Are there anyone who breathes, and see if their white bears are dead?"

A bold researcher got out of the instrument and leaned toward Zhang Feng and Bai Xiong, but when he got closer, he also slobbed fiercely in fear.

Courageously, he picked up an automatic rifle that had fallen on the ground, stepped closer, and poked the white bear with his muzzle, but there was no response.

He poked Zhang Feng's body with the muzzle again, but there was still no response.

After taking a long breath, the nervous expression on his face suddenly relaxed. He turned to look at the general and said, "General, both of them are dead."

He noticed that the general's expression was a bit wrong, and he was surprised: "General...how do you..."

Suddenly realized something, turned around slowly, and saw Zhang Feng pushing away the white bear on his body, slowly getting up from the ground.

The researcher was scared...