The personal master of the stunning president

Chapter 315 No Bullets
"Who... what are you doing... ah..." A voice full of panic rang out, followed by a scream.

As this sound sounded, more and more screams rang out, and the screams interweaved in the air. The Lengjia Village, which was originally beautiful and peaceful, seemed to have turned into a ghost at this moment. living hell.

Leng Feng, who hadn't had time to feel the joy of killing the enemy alone, his eyes turned red after hearing these screams.

From the sound of footsteps just now, Leng Feng can tell that there are definitely more than three people coming from the opponent, so when the attack is launched, the moves are all fighting for life and exchanging blood for blood, although one person was killed unexpectedly and the other was seriously injured. , but he himself was seriously injured.

The reason why Leng Feng did this was to deal with the enemy as soon as possible, but now when he heard the screams and laughter outside the house, Leng Feng realized that the opponent was far more crazier than he imagined. .

"The other party definitely came prepared this time..." Thinking that Tianhu Tianhu and Sun Wudao have not shown up until now, Leng Feng's heart is getting heavier and heavier.

"Dead..." Seeing the murderous intent flashing in Leng Feng's eyes, the uninjured man in black snorted again, and rushed towards Leng Feng like lightning.

As a seasoned master, he naturally knew that Leng Feng was injured at the moment, and his combat strength was not as good as usual, so he naturally wanted to take advantage of his illness and kill him.

"Death..." Just as the man in black rushed towards Leng Feng, Leng Feng snorted coldly, raised his hand, and three steel needles like cow hair flew towards his severed wrist, which was frantically trying to stop the bleeding. the men in black.

The injured man in black naturally didn't expect that Leng Feng would take such care of himself at this time. Caught off guard, he got various injections on his brow and throat, and fell to the ground with a plop, completely losing his breath.

"Bang..." At the same time that Leng Feng was flying the needle, the man in black swung his fist and hit Leng Feng's body fiercely, and Leng Feng spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Go to hell..." Seeing that he had seriously injured Leng Feng again, the man in black had a flash of light in his eyes, rubbed his body, and punched Leng Feng three times and ten times almost in the blink of an eye. Two legs.

"Ah..." But just after this round of attack was over, the man in black felt a sharp pain in the soles of his feet, subconsciously let out a strange cry, his body suddenly dodged to the side, and looked at Leng Feng with a gloomy expression. : "Leng Feng, you are so despicable."

The needle-like pain from the feet let the man in black know that when Leng Feng flew out of the steel needles, he quietly spread a few steel needles on the ground, and the reason why he vomited blood and retreated under his own attack was What I hold is also the idea of ​​tempting myself to step on the steel needle.

Thinking that he was caught by Leng Feng because of his ignorance for a while, the man in black screamed again and again, but he had no choice but to have steel needles stuck in the soles of his feet, making it difficult to move. Freezing, it is obvious that there is an idea of ​​wanting to escape.

"Death..." Leng Feng naturally understood the principle of beating a dog in the water, his body was like lightning, and he threw his fists continuously between the lightning and flint.

The man in black dodged the first punch, the second punch, and the third punch. At the sixth punch, he finally failed to dodge, and was hit on the head by Leng Feng.

"Bang..." Leng Feng's iron fist hit the man in black's head, the force made the man's eyeballs bulge out, blood seeped out of the seven orifices, and before it hit the ground , people are already too dead to die.

"Leng Feng, are you okay?" Seeing that everything was settled, Han Yueying rushed out from the corner and looked at Leng Feng with concern.

Leng Feng knew that Han Yueying already had some experience in dealing with crises after experiencing several times of life and death. there.

"I'm fine..." Leng Feng shook his head, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the blood that was rolling between his chest and abdomen, then pulled out the dagger on the corpse, and picked up two more. Take the submachine gun: "Honey, follow me..."

Hearing the incessant screams outside, Han Yueying was also in a state of disarray. Now that she saw Leng Feng's actions, she naturally knew what Leng Feng was going to do. She didn't speak, and followed with a vigilant face. Behind Leng Feng.

"Bastard..." Rushing out of the old house, Leng Feng's eyes turned red when he saw that Leng's Village had become a hell on earth, with countless men in black chasing and killing the villagers who had escaped from the house. To bleed.

"Suddenly..." Without hesitation, he raised his gun and aimed at the men in black. When some of the men in black rushed towards him with guns, Leng Feng yanked Han Yueying and dodged to hide behind him. Behind a large stone mill next to the old house.

"Pop flop flop..." The bullets, like raindrops, hit the stone mill, sparking countless sparks.

Facing the powerful firepower, Leng Feng couldn't lift his head at all, but when he saw a gap under the stone mill, Leng Feng was so happy that the muzzle of the gun passed through the gap and hit those legs wearing black pants.

"Ah... kid..." The man in black who was shot in the leg couldn't maintain his balance at all, fell to the ground, and was immediately shot in the head by the bullet that swept over him.

"Idiot, use a grenade, use a grenade." The copper mask in the center of the village couldn't help screaming strangely after seeing this scene.

The man in black who besieged Leng Feng took off the grenade hanging from his waist as if he had just woken up from a dream, and threw it at the stone mill.

"Be careful..." When seeing countless grenades falling from the sky, Leng Feng's pupils suddenly shrank into needlepoints. He almost didn't even think about it. He hugged Han Yueying and rushed out of the stone demon, facing a big stone on the side. Chun rushed over.

"Tudu, chug..." The sinister gunshots of the submachine gun kept ringing, the bullets chased Leng Feng's footsteps, and shot to the ground, leaving a series of deep bullet holes behind Leng Feng.

"Boom..." Just as Leng Feng hid his body behind the boulder, a burst of explosion sounded, and the huge shock wave generated by the explosion made those men in black not dare to push their heads lightly, and dodged one after another.

"Suddenly..." Leng Feng accurately captured the fleeting opportunity, and the submachine gun fired again, reaping the life of the man in black.

"Bastard..." Seeing that this round of offensive did not cause any harm to Leng Feng, instead it left seven or eight corpses on his side. The copper mask's jealousy seemed to bleed, and he snatched it away. After passing the gun of a man in black, he shot Leng Feng in bursts.

"Swoosh..." Although Leng Feng dodged in time to pass the point, the bullet still made a deep gash on Leng Feng's arm.

Leng Feng knew that the copper mask was at least a master of spearmanship, frowning, he suddenly had the idea of ​​capturing the thief first, and swiped his submachine gun, hitting the copper mask with a blow.

"Crack..." But the sound of a thimble hitting the air reached Leng Feng's ears, and Leng Feng's heart sank suddenly. At such a critical moment, there was no bullet in the gun.

(End of this chapter)