The strongest biochemical

Chapter 182
It's raining and blood is flowing!

After beheading five people, Ling Xiu continued to walk towards the command center, holding the military thorn in his hand, and the blood dripped down the tip to the ground.

"Let~ open!"

Those two short words conveyed a chill that made one's soul tremble, as if from hell, without any emotion.

Deng Song and his subordinates were originally in the shock of the tragic death of five people in an instant, but now they felt a chill down their backs, and there was a trace of fear.But realizing that there are 50 people on our side and there are submachine guns loaded with bullets in our hands, these fears quickly dissipated.

"Damn it, get ten and kill him!" Deng Song clenched his fists and roared angrily.

He didn't want to use a gun to kill Ling Xiu quickly, that would be too boring, he wanted to torture Ling Xiu slowly to death, so that he could vent his hatred.

The ten men attacked and killed them indifferently. They were all bloody soldiers, how could they be frightened by Ling Xiu's words.The ten people moved in unison, like well-trained assassins.

"Ugh~"

Ling Xiu let out a loud roar, and rushed forward with his blood-stained military thorn.

He will kill anyone who dares to stop him today!

There was a murderous look in his eyes, every time the military stab was swung, he would see blood.The clothes on his body were slowly stained red with blood, which was the other party's blood.

He was like a hungry wolf breaking into a flock of sheep, opening and closing, slaughtering wantonly.

"Damn~ there is such a thing!"

Seeing his subordinates fell in a pool of blood one after another, Deng Song couldn't believe it and laughed. Ten well-trained soldiers fought against one person, but they were still at a disadvantage. They were beheaded by the opponent like lambs. The most sarcastic and fucked up thing he'd ever seen.

"Ten more, I don't believe that he can't be killed!" Deng Song, who came back to his senses, roared with wide eyes.

"Yes!"

Immediately ten more men joined the battle with sabers.

Ling Xiu gradually felt strenuous and retreated in successive defeats.One of the men swung his saber and slashed hard at his back.

"Pfft~"

A thirty-centimeter-long wound appeared, and blood gushed incessantly.

Heart-piercing pain surged into his brain, Ling Xiu knelt down on one knee and leaned on the ground with his military thorn, so that his body did not fall down.Deng Song's more than a dozen subordinates seized the opportunity at this time, showing a ferocious look, and ruthlessly slaughtered them.

Ling Xiu raised his hand to wipe off the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth, roared like a wild beast, and jumped up from the ground, kicking the man who rushed forward five or six meters away, and then stabbed with his backhand, the cold and sharp military stab, It directly sank into another man's eyebrow.

Then he rushed into the crowd again and slashed with his hands. The military thorns moved freely, like a tornado roaring, screaming again and again, fingers, hands, arms, and even human heads were chopped off by his sharp military thorns.

The thick smell of blood soon filled the entire space, and the stagnant water on the ground was stained red with blood.

Feng Yong and his subordinates who came to see this scene were all dumbfounded, with horror-like shock on their faces. Even if the scene at this moment was not littered with corpses, it could definitely be said to be a river of blood. It was hard for them to imagine how a human being could Could it be so strong?
After being stunned, Feng Yong clenched his fists secretly, his eyes full of grief. Although Ling Xiu's skill was beyond his expectations, he knew that Ling Xiu was still no different from a dying beast. , because Deng Song will never let him continue to kill like this again.

"Bang~"

Just when Ling Xiu killed the last man who rushed up, a sharp gunshot exploded across the night sky, and the bullet that flew swiftly pierced into Ling Xiu's left leg.Immediately, severe pain surged all over his body, Ling Xiu's body lost his balance, and he knelt on the ground with one foot.

Looking up, I saw Deng Song holding a pistol aimed at himself, with white smoke still emitting from the muzzle.

"Bang~"

Deng Song shot again, hitting his right leg.

Ling Xiu couldn't keep standing anymore, and fell face down on the ground covered with stagnant water.

"Whoa~"

The body smashed up countless splashes mixed with blood, and there were wounds all over the body, some of which were deep enough to show bones.

"Brother Ling!" Feng Yong couldn't help but rushed forward.

His subordinates hurriedly stopped him: "No, Captain, Lieutenant General Tang is determined to kill Brother Ling and let Brother Ling be Miss Tang's companion. It's inappropriate for you to rush forward to stop him."

Thinking of Tang Guoqiang's order and his identity as a soldier, Feng Yong's emotions gradually calmed down, and finally he lowered his head with gloomy eyes, but his eyes turned red.

……

Deng Song threw the pistol to a subordinate next to him, and walked slowly to Ling Xiu, condescendingly, looking at Ling Xiu with contemptuous eyes.

On purpose, he said in a strange way: "Hey, isn't this Brother Ling? Why did you come here and kill more than 20 of my brothers in one go without going to bed so late? It's really unreasonable!"

"roll!"

Ling Xiu gritted his teeth and shouted, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and the pain in his body almost made him faint.

"Get out? Are you telling me to get out?"

Deng Song pointed at himself as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

His complexion suddenly sank, he suddenly raised his foot and stepped on the back of Ling Xiu's hand fiercely, and the hard-soled military boots crushed hard like a cigarette butt that was not extinguished.

The excruciating pain made Ling Xiu gasp, and he clenched his other hand and punched Deng Song's calf.

Deng Song jumped back and said with a chuckle: "That's right, I've been injured like a fucking dog, and I still have the ability to fight back!"

As he said that, he bent down, picked up Ling Xiu's army thorn that had fallen on the ground, and put it in front of his eyes, appreciating it with ease.

Ling Xiu stared at him fiercely, his left hand was already swollen, and he couldn't help shaking violently.

Meeting his gaze, Deng Song felt like being targeted by a wild beast.He hated this feeling extremely, and when he came back to his senses, he was so angry that the military stab stabbed down suddenly.

"puff"

It penetrated through the back of Ling Xiu's left hand, and nailed Ling Xiu's hand to the ground alive.

The severe pain like tearing the soul rushed to the brain immediately, Ling Xiu's facial muscles twisted, the veins on his forehead bulged, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and there were dull moans of pain in his throat.

"Damn it's really tough, so I can hold back my screams!"

Deng Song said with a smile, and immediately clenched the military thorn tightly, turning it left and right, allowing Ling Xiu to fully enjoy the pain pierced by the palm of his hand.

"Ah~"

Ling Xiu finally couldn't hold back his screams, blood poured out wantonly from the wound, and his whole body began to twitch.

Seeing him in such pain, Deng Song licked his lips excitedly, and smiled maniacally: "Please, come, please forgive me, we are friends, as long as you ask me, I will definitely let you go , hehehe..."

Ling Xiu just stared at him coldly, he kept suppressing the rampant murderous thoughts deep in his heart, because he was afraid that he would lose his mind and even forget to save Tang Xiaomo.But now, he couldn't suppress it anymore. If Tang Xiaomo died, he vowed to kill everyone in the base and bury her with her.

Deng Song couldn't bear this kind of unyielding and indifferent eyes, which made him very unhappy and felt a strong sense of frustration.Suddenly losing interest in torturing Ling Xiu, the general pulled out his thorn and stood up.

"Staring at your mother~, go to hell!"

He kicked Ling Xiu hard on the head, and Ling Xiu immediately turned 180 degrees in the air, from lying prone to lying on his back, with blood flying from his nose and mouth all over his face.

Everything became quiet, the painful deep breathing was inaudible, and the only sound in the whole space was the patter of rainwater falling on the ground.

Feng Yong's face was ashamed, how could he not know Deng Song's strength, that kick directly hit the head, plus Ling Xiu was already covered in cuts and bruises, there was absolutely no possibility for Ling Xiu to live.

(End of this chapter)