Let you be a conscript, but you build the Matrix

Scorpion's head tilted, and he died completely, but his eyes were still wide open, obviously he was dying.

Who would have thought that the famous scorpion in the world would die in such an embarrassing way, no one would believe it when he told it.

There are more than 30 countries in the world where Scorpion is wanted, but after so many years, Scorpion is still doing well, which shows his strength.

A top international killer was not shot to death, but strangled to death... It is really embarrassing.

Scorpion himself didn't even think about it. He thought he wanted to earn a lot of money and then go back to enjoy himself for a while, but he died here.

A militant was stunned, a little unbelievable, turned his head to look at the other three, and at the lifeless Scorpion, and said, "What did the boss say just now?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, you looked at me, and I looked at you.

One person shook his head and said, "He doesn't speak English either. It may be the language of his hometown. When a person is about to die, he speaks his own local language. It should be telling us to kill the other party and the password of the funds."

Another person nodded and said, "It's possible, but who of you remembers what sound he made just now?"

Everyone smiled wryly, and Scorpion's voice was weak and intermittent, and no one could hear it clearly.

"It's over, the money may be gone, we will all become paupers, without the money of the scorpion, we have to start from scratch." A militant said depressingly.

A tall militant looks at the horrific wounds on the scorpion.

This scorpion, which was once famous all over the world, had sprains, bites, stabbings on its body, its ribs were pierced, and its body was deformed in many places, which should have been caused by the other party when it rolled down.

It was a terrible death.

"Start from scratch? It's not certain whether we can go back alive!" Another person said.

Everyone was silent for a moment, and the tall militant said: "Retreat?"

Another person said: "Retreat? Don't kill that bastard, he will definitely follow us and kill us slowly, no one can escape!"

The stronger militant said heavily: "Yes, find him and kill him, we still have a chance now, retreat, we can only be hunted and killed by the other party."

The thinner militant said: "Fight back, we can't retreat, we have to pay attention, the other party understands Ah San's wrestling and killing methods, and also knows many kinds of postures, all of which are fatal."

"Just do it, do it! Brothers, we have no retreat, the scorpion is dead, we have an option."

After the four of them discussed, they formed a semi-encirclement and searched for Chen Jun along the hillside.

There were bloodstains on the ground, and the other party must have been injured. This was good news for them.

Finally, the bloodstain disappeared behind a big tree.

The four of them spread out carefully and surrounded the big tree.

Their eyes followed the trunk, and they could still see a little blood, but it disappeared between the leaves.

Therefore, it can be concluded that the other party must be hiding in a tree.

The four of them exchanged glances, and the next moment, the guns were aimed at the top of the tree.

After one militant nodded, the four fired almost simultaneously.

Da da da……

The bullets hesitated and hit the tree like raindrops.

Leaves and branches were knocked down continuously, and the ground was a mess.

No one fell from the tree until they ran out of magazines.

"This is the situation, where is the person?" A militant stared at the tree.

The intensive shooting just now has covered the entire tree top. If the opponent is on it, he must have been shot.

Now there is no movement. Could it be that their judgment was wrong?

All four of them stared at the dense branches and leaves above.

At this moment, the dead branches and fallen leaves under a militant's feet suddenly moved, and a hand reached out from below and directly grabbed his ankle.

It was Chen Jun.

When he didn't activate the system before, he turned into a ghost, and in many cases he relied on bluffing to trap and kill the enemy.

Just now, he prepared the bloodstains in advance to attract the militants to chase after him, while he hid in the dead leaves on the ground in advance, waiting for the opponent to finish firing the bullets before starting.

Chen Jun is a daring man with a high level of art, and he takes risks.

This kind of risky approach, if there is a mistake in the primary election, he will die.

After all, the opponent was 4 people, fully armed.

"what!"

The militant whose ankle was caught screamed in horror and wanted to break free, but his body suddenly fell to the ground and fell heavily.

The other three militants immediately changed the magazines, but Chen Jun was faster.

He looked like a demon crawling out of hell. He stood up with one hand supporting his body, and the other hand grabbed the militant's ankle as a weapon. The strength of his arm burst out instantly and he swung it suddenly.

The militant was thrown like a dead dog.

He just felt himself flying, and there was a whirring sound in his ears.

boom!

The two guys next to them were knocked out by the militants before they had changed their magazines, and hit the ground heavily.

Chen Jun suddenly turned his head and rushed towards the remaining militant. Within ten steps, he was the fastest.

He hugged each other all at once and locked the other's hands and feet.

The image of Scorpion's tragic death flashed through the mind of the militant, his face changed drastically, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he shouted: "Help, save me, kill him, kill him!"

He was really afraid, a fierce man like Scorpion couldn't bear it, let alone himself, it was self-evident how miserable his death would be.

Hell, why is this bastard not in a tree, how could he hide underground?

This is definitely a game set up by the other party, and their every move is in the calculation of the other party.

terrible!

The militant turned around and wanted to run and struggle, but he couldn't match Chen Jun in terms of strength or speed.

A terror of death enveloped his whole body in an instant.

"No..." the militants uttered a final horrified cry.

There was a click, the sound of the neck being twisted.

The other three militants were hit badly, but they still struggled to stand up, but at this time, Chen Jun had already wrenched the opponent's neck, and turned his head 180 degrees, just facing the three militants.

The chest is facing the front, while the face is facing the back. The expression on the face is pale, the eyeballs are wide open, the eyes are full of fear, and the mouth is still open.

This is the other party who forcibly twisted his neck!

Swish!

The body suddenly softened and fell to the ground, while Chen Jun's figure was already rushing towards the three militants.

What the hell!

Such a ruthless method of killing shocked the three militants who were used to bloodshed all the year round on the battlefield.

They watched each other's strange and vicious methods of killing their companions, including Scorpion, and finally understood a sentence.