Lin Tianhua did nothing, just followed Luo Feng, holding a rifle like a fool.
"It's okay, it's best if you don't need me. I don't want to be covered in blood."
Lin Tianhua looked at Luo Feng's ferocious appearance and wondered whether this guy was the reincarnation of the ancient general.
To put it bluntly, he is just a coward...
These days, who can use these cold weapons so proficiently!
Not to mention a weapon like the Tang Dao!
The pinnacle work in Chinese history - Tang Dao!
After a round of slashing by Luo Feng, his body was covered with blood, and even his face seemed to have a bloody mask painted on it.
As soon as you open your eyes, there will be bloody killings.
The Tang Dao in his hand was already somewhat curled, and the blade was already chipped.
There were not many people in front of him, most of them were lying on the ground.
There was even a string of bloody footprints in the middle of the ground.
Luo Feng charged again, but the people on his opponent's side were scared out of their wits by Luo Feng and turned around and ran away.
However, when Luo Feng rushed to their side, he jumped up!
The Tang Dao in his hand was placed across his abdomen, and his whole body turned 360 degrees in the air.
Puff puff--
Whenever the Tang knife comes into contact with a person, the sharp blade cuts the skin, and he falls to the ground accompanied by screams.
Luo Feng stood in the middle, holding the Tang Dao in his hands again.
He lowered his head slightly and thrust into the chests of the two people at his feet.
Puff——
The Tang knife penetrated the chests of two people, but he pulled it out and died on the spot.
Lin Tianhua: "..."
Is this guy the reincarnation of a murderer?
Lin Tianhua's face was a little pale. To be honest, he had never seen such a horrific killing scene.
Although he is a member of the underworld, he still can't adapt to this kind of scene.
He had rarely seen this kind of primitive murder, a bloody scene in his life!
"vomit--"
Luo Feng once again inserted the Tang knife into a person's abdomen, and with one stroke of the knife, even the intestines were brought out.
Lin Tianhua finally couldn't bear it anymore and vomited on the spot.
"I...I...will never eat fat sausage again...yuck..."
Luo Feng: "..."
"Would you like some brain flakes? The kind with some chili oil."
Hearing Luo Feng's words, Lin Tianhua had already stopped vomiting, but when he thought of that scene, he couldn't hold it back anymore and started vomiting.
"Ugh...what the hell...yikes..."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Luo Feng directly put the two Tang knives on his shoulders and mocked them mercilessly.
"Old Lin, it would be nice to experience this kind of scene more often. It's not a big deal."
He crawled out from a pile of dead people, so this scene in front of him was nothing.
If this scene is scary, then he is not worthy of the word mercenary!
Tap tap tap——
There was a sound of footsteps, and Bai Ying rushed over with the Falcon Team. After seeing the scene, even this group of people took a breath.
"Teacher...instructor...you did all this?"
The fireman asked with his mouth wide open, his eyes full of disbelief.
Mainly because the situation at the scene looked too tragic.
The strong smell of blood even made them feel a little uncomfortable.
After all, this is the era of thermal weapons. Although they have been on the battlefield, it was just a matter of bullets, and the scene was definitely not so tragic.
Unless it was a blast with explosive weapons, it would be more tragic than this.
"I didn't do it, could it be you?"
Luo Feng rolled his eyes, closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.
Everyone can see that he enjoys this feeling...
But he's more or less a little perverted, right?
Luo Feng took out a box of cigarettes and realized that they were wet with blood. He couldn't help but turn to look at Lin Tianhua.
Lin Tianhua was still vomiting with his eyes closed.
"Give me a cigarette."
Luo Feng kicked Lin Tianhua angrily and sat down on the ground. He subconsciously pressed his hands on the ground. When he picked it up, he saw that his hands were stained with blood.
Lin Tianhua: "..."
"Luo Feng, I'm fucking your uncle!"
"/**-*-@!#￥%"
Luo Feng tilted his head and placed the Tang Dao on his neck. The anger on his face disappeared instantly and was replaced by a smile.
"Brother Feng, here you go, cigarette. Come on, I'll light it for you."
The main thing is a quick face change!
A group of Falcon Team members rolled their eyes.
"Brothers, kill Luo Feng to avenge Brother Dong!"
"Kill!"
People fighting fiercely outside also rushed in.
Most of the people who rushed in were from the white-clad group!
Li Dong is dead, and these people in white clothes also know that they will definitely not survive today!
Therefore, they want to kill Luo Feng and bury him with Li Dong!
After so many years of operation, there are only a few hundred people in the White Clothes Group. Their loyalty must be beyond words!
Luo Feng grinned, with a sickly look on his face.
He patted the Bald Eagle on the shoulder and said, "Your people look a little bad. They killed too few people."
"I'm going to teach you the first lesson in practical combat: kill someone without any trouble on your face and your heart as calm as water."
"Only in this way, you will not be emotional in future wars. Sympathy, if you are not careful, will put you in a desperate situation."
"A true warrior should be tempered and his hands stained with blood."
After Luo Feng finished speaking, he held the cigarette in his mouth, controlled his strength and jumped up. While in the air, the two knives were pressed against his abdomen again, making a spinning top.
Within one meter, the surrounding area was cleared again.
Control the strength, and basically the blade can easily cut their necks while spinning in the air.
"The instructor is right." Bai Ying watched Luo Feng dance among the killings and said after a moment of silence.
Lin Tianhua said tremblingly at this time: "There are weapons... upstairs."
The Falcon Team members rushed upstairs, basically had no choice, and went downstairs with their weapons in hand.
Luo Feng stood in the corridor, slashed with one knife, and someone resisted. The second knife wiped the opponent's neck. During the whole action, he didn't move. Standing on the same spot, he gave people a... very Feeling elegant.
He hooked his own clothes with one hand and tore them violently, exposing his chest and abdominal muscles. He held a knife (Yongen) in both hands and looked straight down.
"kill!"
Someone roared again and rushed up.
The machete fell towards Luo Feng's head.
Luo Feng raised the knife and then slashed it down vertically. The man's head was almost cut in half by Luo Feng.
"vomit--"
When Lin Tianhua saw this scene, he vomited again, and all he could think about was what Luo Feng said...
Luo Feng took a step forward, and dozens of people took a step back.
With the power of one person, he shocked the entire audience!
No one dares to compete with it!
Elegance....timeless!
