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Chapter 164 War Syndrome

"Have you forgotten my words!" The moment the big man raised his hand, Leng Feng sounded like a voice from hell.

Following this sound, Leng Feng raised his dagger, and the masters who besieged Leng Feng, including Brother Tian, ​​felt that Leng Feng's move to his neck made him unable to parry, and subconsciously took a step back.

"Bastard..." But when he saw Leng Feng jumping out of the battle circle like a ghost and pounced on the big man who was already out of the straight line, Brother Tian couldn't help but let out a wild roar, pointing his toes on the ground, He threw himself at Leng Feng viciously.

Before the big man could grab Jiang Xuejing, he saw Leng Feng standing in front of Jiang Xuejing like a ghost, and his pupils suddenly shrank into needlepoints.

"Not good..." Such a thought flashed in the big man's mind, and Leng Feng's feet kicked the big man's chest like raindrops.

"Bang bang bang bang..." The muffled sound was endless, and the big man was kicked by Leng Feng so that he flew up, and when he was in the air, blood started to spurt from his mouth, and there were pieces of internal organs in a few mouthfuls of blood.

"This man really did it." Looking at the miserable condition of the big man, almost all the big men couldn't help echoing Leng Feng's warning just now, and a chill rose in their hearts.

"Kill..." At the same time that Leng Feng was kicking the big man, Brother Tian's knife also arrived behind Leng Feng. In this minute, a flash of ecstasy flashed in Brother Tian's eyes. He didn't believe that Leng Feng was rushing to help Jiang with all his strength. When the eyes are snowy, he still has the time to dodge his own fatal knife!

"Whoosh..." Although Leng Feng didn't turn his head back, he threw his hand back violently, and there was a scream, Brother Tian suddenly screamed, covered his eyes and retreated in embarrassment.

"Swish, whoosh, whoosh..." Since Brother Tian forced him to use the flying needle stunt, Leng Feng showed no mercy, and kept raising his hand, and the steel needles were thrown out as if he didn't want money.

The slender steel needle flew out of Leng Feng's hand, but its power was not much worse than the bullets fired from the chamber, and there was a sound of howling among the big men.

"Kill..." The thick smell of blood permeated the air, stimulating Leng Feng's nerves, making Leng Feng's eyes turn red, and his mouth was tearing and roaring, as if he had returned to the last battle.

Seeing Han Zhenwu, Wei Siwu and other good brothers fell into a pool of blood one by one, Leng Feng's head buzzed, and there was no room for anything except the crazy killing intent.

"Swoosh..." With the dagger slashing across, a big man's arm was completely separated from his body.

"Ah..." A big man punched Leng Feng in the chest. When he felt that iron fist directly pierced into his chest, the big man looked at Leng Feng in disbelief and let out a hysterical scream. .

More and more people fell down in the field, and the scene seemed to have turned into a Shura hell. Some big men turned pale and began to back away in horror.

"Shhhhhh..." Seeing Leng Feng swiping out a dagger, a big man's head flew straight into the air, and finally someone shouted hysterically.

Although the big guys are big guys licking blood with knife heads, this is the first time they have experienced such a bloody and tragic scene. At this moment, they feel that Leng Feng is not a human being, but a killing machine. If they don't escape, Will be crushed by this machine.

Someone took the lead, and the other big men naturally followed suit. Soon, all the big men who could walk, including Brother Tian, ​​escaped. More than 60 corpses were left underground, and the thick bloody smell lingered in the air. The smell is disgusting.

"Brother Leng, are you okay..." Seeing Leng Feng standing there, panting heavily, Jiang Xuejing rushed to Leng Feng's side worried.

"Brother Leng..." When seeing Leng Feng turn his head, Jiang Xuejing couldn't help being startled. At this moment, Leng Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and the fierce light did not hold back at all, as if he wanted to choose someone. bite.

"Brother Leng..." Leng Feng looked at Jiang Xuejing in a daze, as if he wanted to remember something, but as the killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger, he waved his hand, and the dagger carried a breath of death, He rowed towards Jiang Xue's neck like white jade.

Jiang Xuejing didn't know why Leng Feng shot at herself, after feeling the chill emanating from the dagger had already made goose bumps on her neck, she said to Leng Feng with a strange face: "Brother Leng, I am Jiang Xuejing."

"You are Jiang Xuejing..." Leng Feng felt that the name Jiang Xuejing was very familiar. The car stopped abruptly.

"Brother Leng, what's wrong with you..." No matter how stupid Jiang Xuejing was, she could see the abnormality of Leng Feng, and looked at Leng Feng anxiously.

"War Syndrome... Hurry up...or I will kill you..." Leng Feng, who had just woken up for a moment, felt the killing intent surging in his chest again, making him want to slaughter the world again, and rushed Looking at Jiang Xueyan, he roared, the severe headache made Leng Feng let go of his hand, and the dagger fell to the ground.

"I don't..." Jiang Xuejing didn't know what war syndrome meant, although from the scene just now, she knew that Leng Feng might really kill herself when she lost her mind, but she came here with a stubborn face One sentence.

Jiang Xuejing knew that if it wasn't for Leng Feng, she would have been harmed by Fang Wenwu, and the life she was living now might be worse than death, and she also knew that if it wasn't for herself this time, Leng Feng would never have gone crazy, so even though she knew that she had left You will die if you come down, but you don't want to leave Leng Feng at this time.

"Then I'll kill you." Leng Feng yelled, stretched out his hands, and tightly strangled Jiang Xuejing's neck.

"Leng..." Jiang Xuejing looked at Leng Feng tenderly. At the moment of death, Jiang Xuejing suddenly had an extremely weird idea. She had been with Brother Leng for so long, and it seemed that she hadn't Kiss the cold brother.

Jiang Xuejing didn't know why she had such an idea at this time, but after yelling a cold word, she stretched her head, hooked Leng Feng's neck, and pressed her mouth on Leng Feng's. mouth.

"Brother Leng, I don't know why you went crazy, but I am very happy to die by your hands." This was the only thought Jiang Xuejing had at this moment.

Jiang Xuejing's lips were very soft, with a charming fragrance. Although Leng Feng had lost his mind, he still couldn't help being slightly stunned by Jiang Xuejing's unreasonable movements.

"I'll kill you..." After being silent for less than ten thousandths of a second, Leng Feng let out a violent roar, pushed Jiang Xuejing down, rode on Jiang Xuejing's body, and crazily tore Jiang Xuejing's body clothing.

Leng Feng had a dream. He dreamed that he was fighting with countless enemies, and finally killed them all. At this time, a beautiful master suddenly appeared and wanted to kill him.

Although Leng Feng was exhausted, he still fought with the beautiful master, and finally crushed the beautiful master.

Feeling the beauty's gentle body, smelling the faint fragrance emanating from the beauty's body, seeing the despairing look on the beauty's face under his body, the murderous intent in Leng Feng's heart turned into a wolf moan, and he began to tear at the beauty crazily. clothes!
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