Lure

  The moonlight is like water, in the deep mountains of Amazon, a few wolf howls echo through the valley.

  Late at night, Lin Zifeng evaded the eyes of many companions and quietly left the base along a small river in Amazon. When he reappeared, he was already at the entrance of a mountain cave.

  Lin Zifeng stood at the entrance of the cave, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped into the cave without any hesitation.

  A faint light flickered inside the cave, which was not very large. Not far away, the firewood crackled and popped, but there was no one in the cave.

  At this moment, a black shadow fell from the top of the cave and stood behind Lin Zifeng, with a steel claw covering Lin Zifeng's throat. ??Jungle 6

  "Who are you?"

  Heiying raised a question, but his hand was tightly clamped on Lin Zifeng's throat.

  Lin Zifeng did not exclaim or dodge. He slowly raised his right hand and said calmly, "There's some grain in the package. Even if you have an iron body, you can't resist the hunger of your stomach!"

  He hesitated for a moment, but still didn't let go of Lin Zifeng. At the same time, he looked at Lin Zifeng's profile and suddenly became gloomy.

  "I know you, a master of the Body Technique Flow, and yet you're trying to kill me. But why did you save me? If you don't give me a satisfactory answer, I won't hesitate to snap your neck."

  This is the young man who was rescued by Lin Zifeng and brought back by Lin Zifeng.

  At that time, Lin Zifeng did not make a move because of the strong survival consciousness of his youth. Moreover, his cry before death made Lin Zifeng's brainwashed memory jump out of many fragments, so under the ghostly messenger, Lin Zifeng did not kill him who was originally an enemy. However, his life is now in the hands of his opponent.

  "I think you've made a slight mistake. Now, I want to kill you as easily as turning my hand over." Lin Zifeng finally said coldly after a long time.

  As soon as Lin Zifeng's words came out, the black shadow's eyebrows furrowed, and he was about to pinch Lin Zifeng's neck. But at this moment, he suddenly felt that Lin Zifeng's throat slipped away like a loach, and at the same time, he felt his waist tighten, and in an instant, he was lifted up by Lin Zifeng with a 360-degree spin, and then his head was ruthlessly stomped into the ground. The young man's entire head was inserted upside down into the mud below.

  Lin Zifeng turned around, patted the dust off his body, and walked to the other side of the bonfire with the food. He sat down and stared unblinkingly at the boy who was stuck upside down in the ground.

  After a long time, the young man suddenly propped his hands on the ground, exerted a force, and then his entire head was pulled out like a radish being pulled out of the soil.

  "Mastered the Eight Trigrams Drop, studied Taiji Quan and even cultivated Iron Bone Technique to its peak at the first form. I didn't expect you to be hiding your true abilities." Lin Zifeng couldn't help but praise as he looked at the youth who had stood up again.

  However, with your half-baked skills, you won't survive in the Killer Training Camp. Looking at the calluses on your hands, I can tell that your main style is Batouga-ryuu, right?

  Lin Zifeng said, throwing out the food wrapped in oiled paper from his hand, which was caught by the young man.

  The young man looked up and down at Lin Zifeng again, then looked at the food in his hand, and sat down calmly the next moment. He opened the oil paper, grabbed a greasy wild boar leg and started gnawing on it.

  "My name is Lin Zifeng, what's yours?"

  Liu Yang

  "Where is your sword?" Lin Zifeng asked again.

  "It's over, it ended in the hands of a master of the Gunblade Flow." ?? Strife 6

  "Cheng Hong!" Lin Zifeng thought of that person in an instant, but he didn't think that Cheng Hong's Gun Knife Flow had been cultivated to this extent, and was actually able to break his opponent's weapon. For a moment, Lin Zifeng looked up to Cheng Hong's strength several notches.

  Half response.

  Liu Yang had finished eating the food in his hand, and at this moment, he looked into Lin Zifeng's eyes, which were unusually calm. He knew that what was about to happen next was just the beginning of their real business.

  "Why did you save me?" Liu Yang looked at Lin Zifeng and couldn't help but ask.

  "No need to explain, we're all human beings who have to sacrifice others' lives in order to survive. Your survival instincts are strong, and I couldn't bear to kill you for the time being." Lin Zifeng smiled faintly and continued, "You don't need to thank me, I just happened to spare your life."

  "The people from Killer Training Camp, apart from believing in their own two hands, won't believe anyone else." Liu Yang said coldly.

  Lin Zifeng looked at Liu Yang, and Liu Yang also looked at Lin Zifeng. The two were speechless facing each other.

  "Alright, I saved you for a reason. I want you to steal the file of Killer No. 47's background from Hei Yan Song's hands," Lin Zifeng said after a long while, staring at the bonfire.

  "Do you think threatening me will get me to do things for you? The organization now considers you a top priority assassination target, and next you'll face endless pursuit until every last one of you is dead. Why should I help someone who's already as good as dead?" Liu Yang suddenly said in a cold voice, his words instantly bringing Lin Zifeng back to reality. They were assassins, forever bound by the cursed fate that had been laid upon them.

  "Does the organization think it can get rid of us that easily? But to their disappointment, we are all wolves, and in the Amazon, wolves are the kings of this forest." Lin Zifeng suddenly said with a heroic tone.

  "You are wolves, and there are thousands of wolves in the organization. You will die too." Liu Yang asked again.

  Lin Zifeng put his hands behind his head, looking at Liu Yang coldly and saying "Don't waste words, if you say something that displeases me again, I'll snap your neck. With your abilities, plus the fact that you're injured now, killing you would be as easy as turning my hand over."

  Liu Yang looked at Lin Zifeng and didn't say a word.

  In no time, he struck back without hesitation. "Ridiculous, killing me is of no use to you, let's see if you can escape this disaster before boasting."

  "Disaster? Do you think anyone can wipe out the Wolf's Fang Army?" Lin Zifeng smiled calmly, he didn't believe that the organization had a more advanced trump card than the Killer Training Camp.

  "A frog at the bottom of a well, don't think that just by annihilating a small squad you can be complacent. Honestly, I'll tell you, the 150-man army you killed were prisoners of war from the Gulf War, and the organization had been looking for an excuse to get rid of them. Coincidentally, this rebellion happened, so the organization used them as bait to lure you out, and then used your hands to eliminate them. Now that you've exposed your position, the organization will find you soon."

  As he spoke, Liu Yang tore off his own right shoulder sleeve and pointed at a number on his shoulder.

  "When an organization recognizes a person's strength, they are given a killer number. No56, this is my ranking within the organization's killers, and I am one of the people who will be pursuing you this time. The ones who received the order to eliminate you are No20-No27, these seven people are the winners of the previous assassin training camp, their strength is far beyond what you can handle, it is said that even the weakest among them has already mastered the second style of their technique. The man with the gun and knife flow I fought was indeed very strong, but I think there are only two or three people like him in the entire Wolf Fang Army, how can you fight against the organization?"

  Lin Zifeng was shocked upon hearing this.

  He had cultivated his skills to the second form, which was indeed not something that someone from the Wolf Fang Army could contend with. What made Lin Zifeng's heart even more shocked was that such a powerful opponent was actually only ranked no20-no27 on the ranking list, and what kind of strength did the killer at that rank have?

  "When will they start taking action?" Lin Zifeng couldn't help but ask.

  Liu Yang turned his head to look at the darkening sky outside and said faintly, "Tonight!" ?? Struggle for Hegemony 6

  Lin Zifeng suddenly stood up and was about to leave. But when Lin Zifeng reached the door, he suddenly turned back.

  "What? Afraid of being killed, so you don't plan on going back?" Liu Yang said with disdain.

  Lin Zifeng sneered. "A joke, I'd be afraid? But to say the truth, I'm actually afraid you'll run away." As he spoke, Lin Zifeng stretched out his hand and grabbed Liu Yang's collar, lifting him up.

  "You ran away, which isn't a good thing for me. I still need you to investigate my family background!" Lin Zifeng said, and with one swift motion, he snatched the pendant hanging from Liu Yang's chest. However, this action of Lin Zifeng's suddenly made Liu Yang roar in anger. He grabbed Lin Zifeng's waist as if resisting, but Lin Zifeng, who had been prepared for this, suddenly twisted his body and jumped out.

  At the same time, Lin Zifeng suddenly shook the jade pendant in his hand.

  "This jade pendant is indeed your treasured possession, could it be that it was given to you by the brother who died at your hands before he passed away?" Lin Zifeng said disdainfully as he looked at Liu Yang's enraged face, this kind of thing was very common in the assassin training camp.

  Two brothers fought each other, and the one who died would give his most beloved thing to the survivor, letting him live on with his own obsession.

  "Give it back to me!" Liu Yang roared.

  "According to our deal, you find my personal file, and I'll return the thing to you. Otherwise, I'll crush it now!" Lin Zifeng said this, immediately making a motion as if he was going to crush something, which made Liu Yang hastily stop him.

  "Alright, I promise you!"

  When Liu Yang agreed, Lin Zifeng sneered and left with the jade pendant. According to what he said, the Wolf Tooth Army is now facing a crisis, hoping to inform Cheng Hong before the killers arrive. After all, although Lin Zifeng entrusted Liu Yang, Cheng Hong was also one of his ways to obtain his personal file, and he didn't want anything to happen to Cheng Hong or the Wolf Tooth Army.

  At the same time, inside the Wolf Fang Troop's base, most people were leaning against trees or stone walls with their eyes closed in rest. By each person's side was a wild wolf lying down, as if they were naturally paired together.

  Perimeter, five companions take turns patrolling.

  At this moment, under the cover of night, a cold light flashed by. A comrade who was on patrol had not yet made out what had happened when his good head flew high into the air. In his dying thought, he heard the sound of a knife being sheathed.

  A wolf crouched under Cheng Hong's feet, suddenly opened its eyes. A pair of pointed ears moved slightly, and the next moment, a wolf howl echoed through the deep mountains of Amazon.

  At this moment, Cheng Hong suddenly opened his eyes.

  Quickly grasping their own weapons, more than 50 killers instantly stood up and rapidly formed four rows: Gun Flow, Sword Flow, Iron Bone Flow, Cloud Step Flow.

  "Tian Xing took five members of the Badao Liu and immediately patrolled the surrounding area within a radius of five miles. The others dispersed, looking for cover and preparing for battle." Cheng Hong finished speaking and didn't bother to continue arranging, turning around and rushing towards the dense forest. He wanted to see what had happened at the outer guard post.

  Three minutes later, Cheng Hong arrived at the outpost for perimeter patrol.

  Du Tianxing had already brought people here one step ahead. At this moment, he was looking at the five companions lying on the ground, with anger flowing out of his eyes.

  "I sensed that within a hundred meters, the enemy has already retreated." Du Tianxing looked at Cheng Hong and said, pointing to several companions who had fallen to the ground.

  "Died from a slash of the sword, one strike was fatal, with little suffering."

  Suddenly, Du Tian pointed at one of the people lying on the ground and said, "He practices Iron Bone Flow, and the damage from the knife is not great. Moreover, he has two knives in his body, both in the same position. Looking at this technique, the person who made the move should have already cultivated the second style of Knife Flow, and the second knife was used to counter Iron Bone Flow."

  Cheng Hong also looked at his companion lying on the ground, and he could feel the battle at that time.

  Several companions died one after another at the hands of an unknown enemy. When the enemy struck him, he relied on the advantage of his iron bone flow and did not die with a single blow like the previous few companions. However, before he could rejoice, the opponent's knife had returned to its scabbard and swiftly drew out a second knife with lightning speed.

  "How many people in the Wolf Tooth Army have achieved the second form of knife flow practice?" Suddenly, Cheng Hong couldn't help but ask.

  "I'm the only one who has surpassed the first style of Batoujutsu. In the Wolf Fang Troop, only you, I, Feng Ke, and Lin Zimeng have mastered the second style. The others are still stuck on the first style. At this rate, it seems that no one in the Wolf Fang Troop can match up to the enemy."

  Almost at the same time, Cheng Hong and Du Tianxing thought of a terrible result.

  "Draw the tiger out of the mountain!"

  The two of them exchanged a glance, hardly thinking, and the next moment they were like arrows flying back to the Wolf Tooth Army's base, with their sixth sense fully open.

  They had not yet reached the base when they sensed the situation at the base with their sixth sense.

  Bloody flavor, intense bloody smell.

  At this time, Feng Ke was fighting with the enemy, his opponent was a 20-year-old young man wrapped in a black windbreaker, with a samurai sword hanging from his waist, one hand holding a sword and the other drawing a sword, the speed of drawing the sword was indeed like lightning.

  Three companions had already fallen beside them.

  Feng Ke's Iron Bone Flow had already reached the second form, Iron Bone Hardening. His opponent, who was also at the second form of Batou Flow, was evenly matched with him. However, Feng Ke was clearly at a disadvantage. The biggest weakness of Iron Bone Flow was its speed, and his opponent's every move was swift and followed by rapid changes in position. After a period of time, Feng Ke's body was covered all over with small wounds like knife cuts, and beads of blood burst forth from the wounds.

  It was another clash, this time the opponent did not use the sword-drawing technique as before, but instead used the first move of the sword-drawing flow - thrust. The tip of the sword pointed directly at Feng Ke's eyeball.