I Just Want to Deliver a Normal Takeout

The other party didn't speak, but continued to rush towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng clenched the samurai sword in his hand, and used the superhuman flexibility of his waist to avoid the opponent's swing. While turning his waist, the knife in his hand slashed at the opponent's thigh.

The big armored warrior is obviously not an unknown person, he sensed Chen Feng's thoughts in an instant, he swung the knife halfway, and directly retracted the whole body with brute force and jumped back.

At this time, the two opened up a little distance, and Chen Feng's face under the mask was like an ice peak.

click-

Bang bang bang!

He doesn't have any martial arts ethics to speak of when fighting. The methods Chen Feng knows are basically killing methods, and he never treats the enemy with the mentality of a competition.

Without further ado, Chen Feng suddenly had a Beretta 92f in his hand, the muzzle flames rose, and the gunshots became extremely loud in the entire hotel.

The proprietress who was sitting in the hall was shocked.

"what happened?!"

But when she ran out of the hall and looked into the backyard, she found that all the guards in the hotel had been knocked unconscious in the aisle at some point. Some of them were seriously injured, and their hands and feet seemed to have broken bones.

The heavy rain drenched the group of fainted guards, and the water flowing from the corridor was unknowingly dyed red.

In fact, it wasn't just the guards in the proprietress's hotel that had problems. Yang Nai looked at the phone that no one answered, and his whole face was darkened.

I'm afraid... my bodyguards have already encountered an accident...

Looking up at Chen Feng and the armored warrior who were still fighting, Yang Nai gritted his teeth and called the police.

However, the battle on the scene was very fierce, but Chen Feng was always at a disadvantage.

Everything that happened just now made the expression under his mask a little moved.

He glanced at his bleeding palm, then at the pistol not far away that had been cut in half with a single knife, feeling a chill in his heart.

[Does such a thing as a knife splitting a bullet actually exist? 】

Dangdang!Boom!

Difficult to block the strong wind-like attack of the armored warrior, Chen Feng was kicked in the stomach by the armored warrior accidentally, and he staggered and fell out.

"Well……"

His stomach was overwhelmed. If it wasn't for Chen Feng's physique that surpassed ordinary people, he might have been kicked and fainted immediately after this kick.

The crisp sound of the chain armor sounded again, and the armored warrior rushed to Chen Feng, and the sword pointed directly at Chen Feng's head.

"Execution!!!"

The armored warrior shouted loudly.

Chen Feng, who hadn't had time to get up, was overwhelmed and made an extremely dangerous decision.

"You fucking!"

Boom!

With a bang, the armored warrior was blown away by a hot shock wave, and at the same time, Chen Feng fell to the ground again.

"Cough cough..."

One drop...two drops...

Thick blood flowed out from Chen Feng's chin. Coupled with the ghost mask on his face, he was as vicious as a dying ghost.

Standing up staggeringly from the ground, Chen Feng looked at the armored warrior who had also got up, and the expression on his face became complicated.

He just took a collision grenade and smashed it between the two of them. He knew very well that such an approach would also hurt himself, but it was already his helpless move. After all, he didn't want to have his head cut off with a knife.

"Execution!!!"

As if he had inexhaustible physical strength, the armored warrior roared and sprinted over in the icy rain.

"Are you worthy of him?!"

The blades criss-crossed, and the sound of steel clashing was non-stop. Chen Feng dodged the slash, and kicked heavily on the head of the armored warrior with a sideways kick.

Boom!

With an angry blow, he hit it solidly, but the armored warrior only took a few steps back, and then rushed over like a mad dog.

"Beheading!!"

"fart!!'

Clang——

Chen Feng, who was wearing a body pill, and the armored warrior turned their backs to each other, and neither of them moved.

Ding Ling Dang...

The cold metal sound was more like an ice crystal hitting Chen Feng's heart heavily, and his heart became even colder.

At this moment, the expression on Chen Feng's face finally changed.

His knife... broke...

Gritting his teeth tightly, the knife wound on the palm of Chen Feng's right hand was torn apart, scarlet blood spilled on the ground as if he didn't want money.