License to Kill

  The other party is very clear about Tiegu's weakness, his eyes.

  That sword was like a swift thunderbolt, Feng Ke had no time to dodge, and the sword tip was about to pierce his eyeball. At this moment, a figure quickly appeared in front of Feng Ke, and only a "ding" sound of a knife being unsheathed was heard.

  A knife blocked the sword tip that was thrusting straight at him.

  "Battōga? Hmph, it seems like your outer companions died at your hands."

  The two men who came were Du Tianxing and Cheng Hong, who rushed back quickly. After Du Tianxing finished speaking, the blade of his sword turned and chopped towards the enemy's eyes. ?? Zhēng Xióng 7

  His opponent felt something was off the moment Du Tianxu appeared, and now he took a step back, his entire body rapidly retreating backwards. The knife edge that Du Tianxu drew out only missed by an inch, passing over his eyelashes.

  Tap tap tap!

  The opponent retreated three steps in a row and had not yet stabilized when several gunshots rang out.

  Cheng Hong, who rushed back with Du Tianxing, was naturally extremely angry when he saw the murderer. In the midst of gunfire and knives, a bullet grazed his opponent's clothes and one of them hit his left hand holding the sword scabbard.

  At the same time as he fired, Cheng Hong took advantage of his opponent's evasion to quickly close in. The two steel guns crossed behind him, and when they were only half a meter away from their opponent, the two guns became close-range attack weapons. The steel blades on the gun handles were unstoppable, even if the opponent was a master of the Batou style, he had to temporarily avoid the attack. Moreover, at this time, the enemy's left hand was already injured, and it would be good if the power of the Batou style could be exerted to half its usual strength.

  A gleaming steel blade flashed in the light, striking down at the opponent with a swift and deadly blow, aiming straight for the throat.

  The enemy, although injured, did not make a sound. Confronting the powerful slash of the steel blade, he raised his sword to meet it. Clang! The two blades collided, producing intense sparks. However, the injured black-clad youth was clearly at a disadvantage in terms of strength compared to Cheng Hong. After the collision, the black-clad youth's hand holding the knife sank, and his face turned pale.

  His fatal blow was blocked by his opponent, but Cheng Hong didn't look surprised. Instead, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a triumphant smile. At the same time, the angle of his swinging gun changed, and the black muzzle pointed directly at his opponent's head.

  Gun Blade Style

  There is a spear in the sword and a sword in the spear. It can be used for both long-range attack and close combat. This is the fighting style of Gunto-ryu.

  A gunshot rang out, and the bullet grazed the young man's cheek. The intense friction left a scorching mark on his face.

  Cheng Hong looked at the black-clad youth, his brow furrowed in surprise that his opponent had dodged. He immediately switched from shooting to knife techniques, slashing down on the youth's right shoulder with a single stroke. A ripping sound was heard as the youth's clothes tore apart, and a striking number flashed into Cheng Hong's mind.

  "No. 27, it's no wonder that a killer who can be recognized by the organization is not ordinary, and yet someone with your strength is only ranked 27th." At this time, Cheng Hong couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

  And after the black-clad youth was hit by Cheng Hong, he abandoned his entanglement with Cheng Hong and retreated rapidly. With a few backward leaps, he suddenly left the range of everyone's attack. At the same time, he seemed to have seen through the situation here, without any hesitation, he fiercely stepped on a large stone and used the force to jump up and temporarily leave this place.

  However, just as he was about to jump up, a dark brown iron claw clamped tightly onto his ankle. The young man in black turned his head back and happened to see Feng Ke staring at him with an evil grin on his face.

  "Run if you can, but leave your life behind."

  Feng Ke let out a loud roar and with great force pulled the young man back, throwing him back into the encirclement of the crowd.

  "Where is He Yongsong? What's your plan? How many more assassins like you are there?" Cheng Hong asked calmly, looking at the black-clad youth as everyone closed in.

  "We don't need Hei Yan Song to take action, just the seven of us can kill you." Unexpectedly, the young man in black didn't resist at all and said what the other side wanted to hear. ?? Zhēng Xióng 7

  "A group of seven, just seven people, yet they want to wipe out the 56th Wolf Tooth Army." Upon hearing this, Cheng Hong couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

  "Seven is enough, if this team didn't have you three, any numbered organization's killer could wipe out this team. However, your good days are over. This time, the ones responsible for wiping you out are No. 20 to No. 27." He pointed to the number on his right shoulder and said faintly, "I'm just No. 27."

  Just as he finished speaking, a miserable cry suddenly came from outside.

  As everyone turned around, a big man walked towards them with heavy steps. Each step seemed as heavy as Mount Tai, and his 1.8-meter height gave people a sense of oppression.

  The young man in black saw Da Han and smiled obviously. He stood up and was about to escape from the encirclement of the crowd again.

  "Heavenly Punishment!"

  How could Cheng Hong not know what this person was thinking, the black-clad youth moved, and Cheng Hong immediately ordered Du Tianxing. At the same time, Du Tianxing also took a step back three meters away from the black-clad youth.

  "Battōjutsu, one cut as soon as the sword is drawn."

  With Du Tianxing's soft drink, the black-clad youth who was already injured had his head flying high, and before he died, he didn't even think that this group of people would be more bloodthirsty than them, cutting off heads without frowning.

  The newcomer was a robust man, wearing a copper-colored upper body, his physique full of explosive power, and on his right shoulder there was also an eye-catching number.

  Several companions approached him one after another to confront him, but neither Batou nor Gatou could harm him in the slightest, and he continued to walk slowly towards the leader of the dozens of people, Cheng Hong.

  "It's Iron Bone Flow, an even deeper level of Iron Bone than mine."

  Watching Dahans movements, Feng Ke, who was familiar with Tiegu Xiang, suddenly spoke up.

  Cheng Hong lightly smiled, suddenly leaning forward, his entire body close to the ground, rushing towards the big Han, while the black steel pistol in his hand fired five shots in a row.

  Five bullets shot towards the big man with tremendous force, but when they hit his body, they made a "thud" sound, as if hitting a steel plate. The big man was only stunned by the huge impact of the bullets and took two steps back, then continued to move forward with heavy footsteps.

  At this time, Cheng Hong had already approached Da Han. The steel blade on the gun was raised high, aiming at Da Han's chest and abdomen, slashing down fiercely. The blade slid through the air with a tearing sound.

  However, the powerful slash that landed on the big man's body produced a sound like a millstone, and immediately after the knife passed through, it only left a white scar on the big man's body.

  Cheng Hong was shocked, the strength of the newcomer exceeded his expectations. The Gun Knife Flow couldn't even harm this person in the slightest.

  At the same time as Cheng Hong's exclamation, a copper-colored claw grasped Cheng Hong's right hand holding the gun. Suddenly, Cheng Hong felt a surge of great strength transmitted from the claw grasping his right hand, as if it wanted to crush him alive.

  "Cheers!"

  In a crisis, Feng Ke's entire body was hardened with iron bones, and he suddenly charged at the big man's abdomen with his right shoulder. Even though the big man was also practicing Iron Bone Flow, facing Feng Ke's powerful blow, he couldn't help but let out a dull hum, and his whole body was actually knocked flying back by Feng Ke's charge.??Chapter 7

  But the hand that grasped Cheng Hong's hand suddenly tightened at the same moment, and a cracking sound of shattered bones was heard, Cheng Hong let out a miserable cry, and his whole body was thrown far away by the big man.

  With a loud crash, he fell to the ground with his back facing upwards, but Cheng Hong fell head-first into the ground.

  However, this fatal injury was nothing in the eyes of the two who fell down. With a flip, both of them almost got up at the same time.

  Cheng Hong twisted his neck, making a "crack crack" sound, and after a few turns, the broken tibia was restored. However, when he reached for his right hand, he suddenly furrowed his brow.

  "Is your hand broken?"

  Unlike the tibia, that was a dislocation of the joint. However, his right hand is now completely broken by the big Han, even if they have a vitality far superior to ordinary people, but this injury will not be restored for half a month, and the shattered bones will not be able to recover.

  As he pondered, the Great Han had already taken another heavy step forward, his pace seeming slow but his stride spanning twice that of a normal person.

  "Heavenly punishment, Feng Ke, stop him."

  By this time, more than 50 people were no match for him, and the only ones who could contend with Da Han were these three.

  Iron Bone Style, swords and knives can't harm him, Drawing Sword Style, Gun Sword Style are no match for him. The only way to control him is the Body Part Control Style that masters every part of the body.

  "Where is Lin Zifei?"

  Cheng Hong suddenly looked at the crowd and shouted involuntarily.

  "No need to look for him, he went out at night and hasn't come back yet. We'll hold him off first, Cheng Hong, you gather the troops and retreat. If we keep going like this, the entire Langya army will be annihilated." Du Tianxing and Feng Ke rushed forward at the same time, launching a surprise attack on Da Han, momentarily stopping his advance and engaging in a fierce battle with the two of them.

  Cheng Hong sank into thought for a moment, then suddenly pointed at one of the Wolf Tooth Guards and said.

  "From now on, you're in command, gather everyone and prepare for evacuation."

  That man bowed to Cheng Hong, then quickly began to gather his men. These people had participated in the battle just now, but they were not opponents at all. Cheng Hong did not want to waste his troops here.

  After 10 minutes.

  When Lin Zifeng appeared here, there was no one in this place. Everywhere were the marks of fighting, and several corpses of Langya military companions.

  Lin Zifeng was secretly worried when he learned from Liu Yang that the organization had sent an assassin to kill them. He rushed back in time, wanting to notify Cheng Hong to leave quickly before it was too late. However, no matter how fast he hurried, he still arrived too late.

  From the battlefield, this battle was very tragic. Several large trees were broken by several people fighting each other.

  Suddenly, Lin Zifeng saw a silver object in the soil pile on one side. When he lifted the mud and took out the object inside, his ominous premonition became even stronger.

  That is Cheng Hong's gun.

  As long as there are people, there will be guns; when people die, guns die too. Has Cheng Hong met with disaster?

  Lin Zifeng tried his best to prevent himself from thinking in that direction. It's necessary to know that Cheng Hong is the soul of the entire team, if something happens to him, the whole Langya army will collapse.

  They were all killers from the killer training camp, with little difference in strength between each person, except for Cheng Hong, no one would convince anyone else. If something happened to Cheng Hong, the Wolf Tooth Army would inevitably split into four or five factions.

  Thinking of this, Lin Zifeng picked up his pistol and made a dash for the trail left by the fighting, swiftly pursuing the troops.

  "Whatever happens, don't let anything go wrong. Cheng Hong, Feng Ke."

  These are the two people he cares about in Langya Army. If one of them must die, he would rather die himself.

  After chasing for three miles, two paths that had been trampled appeared in the dense forest, one heading east and the other north. Judging from the signs of struggle, it seemed that the commotion on the eastern side was greater, but Lin Zifeng, who was familiar with the Wolf Teeth Army, knew clearly that this was just a disguise, if they were really retreating, they would definitely be going north.

  Thinking of this, Lin Zifeng took a step northward.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, Lin Zifeng soon sensed the team's aura with his sixth sense. Without hesitation, he rushed forward and as soon as he appeared in front of everyone, dozens of gun muzzles from the Gun Flow sect were all aimed at Lin Zifeng.