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Cheng Chong was kicked a few meters away by the black man again. His body fell on the messy firewood in the woodshed, and then rolled down from the top along the messy firewood.
"Ah yo -" Cheng Chong Yigulu immediately got up after landing. While quickly preparing to face the enemy, he quickly touched the chest where he had been kicked, and couldn't help but snorted coldly.
The kick he received now was much heavier than the one he received just now. Because the two sides were too close, and the big black man was injured and in pain, he was urgent and angry, so he used more force than before. Much bigger too.
Cheng Chong took a few deep breaths in succession, coughed a few times, and adjusted his posture and body condition slightly with relevant body movements. After a while, his body finally felt comfortable.
At this time, the injured right arm began to hurt wildly. He looked at his right arm subconsciously and saw that the clothes on his right arm had been torn long ago and the blood had long stained the cut. However, it looked like It was nothing serious, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Moreover, the situation was so critical at this moment that I couldn't take it into consideration.
The gunshots outside the firewood shed are still making an earth-shattering noise, occasionally mixed with the explosion of grenades. There is no rhythm that wants to stop at all, but it has a more and more urgent situation.
However, the gunfire outside was Cheng Chong's reassurance.
Because as long as the gunshots outside don¡¯t stop, it means that comrade Meng Lang is still fighting desperately with the enemy outside the door. At least it means that Meng Lang is still alive and can fight at this time.
However, with enemies surrounding them, the scene was extremely dangerous and time was extremely urgent. There was no room for delay. He and Meng Lang had to evacuate as soon as possible. Otherwise, when all the enemies surrounded them, the two men were likely to There would be no chance of evacuation.
Thinking of this, Cheng Chong immediately gritted his teeth, blew air-conditioning from the corners of his mouth, opened his eyes angrily, stared at the giant black man in front of him, and quickly prepared to attack again.
In the darkness, waves of cold murderous intent were constantly surrounding, gathering, and fighting in the woodshed.
This time I really met a real master.
"But what Cheng Chong couldn't understand was that although the opponent's body was so huge, he was not clumsy at all, but was extremely agile. Not only did he have extraordinary skills, he was also frighteningly strong.
This seems to be a contradiction, but it is such a contradiction, but it really exists in front of us, and it exists extremely powerfully.
Fortunately, at this moment, he had been stabbed in the thigh by himself, and his movements were a little slower. However, he was not much better at this moment. He was kicked twice and his right arm was also injured.
But Cheng Chong, who was extremely strong-willed and determined, did not give in at all, and there was no trace of timidity in his heart. Even if the opponent is tall, mighty, powerful, and has skills superior to his own.
But, so what?
At this moment, he had already put his own safety aside and could only do his best to kill the enemy with all his strength.
Kill him! I'm going to kill him!
Cheng Chong had only one thought in his mind at the moment, and he was determined to do it. He must do it.
After making up his mind to attack the opponent's lower body, Cheng Chong, who was already injured, launched a fierce attack on the black man in front of him. The daggers held in his hands were flying and flipping, alternating with each other, and attacking the black man. The big man's lower body kept attacking.
After Cheng Chong kept launching fierce attacks on his lower body, the black man showed a trace of panic. He is tall, agile, and very strong, but his defense at the bottom of the court is really a blind spot for him.
After all, he is so tall that his hands are too far away from his feet, so he is beyond reach!
After understanding Cheng Chong's true intention, he kept beating his legs and changing positions to prevent his lower body from becoming Cheng Chong's target. Moreover, as long as there was the slightest chance, he would definitely attack him ruthlessly. Give Cheng Chong a kick and a kick.
The two sides continued to fight like this for more than ten minutes. The big black man had a few more bloody holes in his legs, but Cheng Chong was also kicked by him.
Time and time again, Cheng Chong was kicked away by the opponent's powerful legs. Time and time again, Cheng Chong was kicked onto the messy firewood, and then rolled down from the messy firewood.
Then, he gritted his teeth and overcame various physical discomforts, climbed up, and launched his attack on the opponent's lower body fearlessly.Target, no matter how bad the shooting level is, the opponent will have no way to escape.
After these three consecutive shots, in the darkness, only a miserable howl was heard from the big black man. Then, his extremely tall body, really like an iron tower, fell down heavily, almost covering the entire woodshed. The ground shook.
This crucial shot came very timely. The large-caliber Desert Eagle pistol was extremely lethal at close range.
However, Cheng Chong still didn't dare to slack off at all. He quickly got up, rushed forward, pointed his pistol at the black man who had fallen to the ground, and squeezed the trigger until all the bullets in the pistol were exhausted.
Cheng Chong, who was still worried, rushed over to check, but saw that the black man's body had been beaten to pieces by large-caliber pistol bullets, and his body was riddled with holes and bloody flesh. In this very short period of time, he had already died. . It's just that his eyes were wide open, with a look of death.
Cheng Chong didn¡¯t care about him that much and quickly searched for the big black man.
He knows that a master like this, a key figure like this, will definitely have some good stuff, and the key is some good weapons.
Sure enough, Cheng Chong found an exquisite MP5 mini-submachine gun, three live ammunition clips that were almost longer than the gun body, some cash and a mechanical watch from his body.
This MP5 micro submachine gun is really fun. It has a short body, light weight, and is easy to use. It has a large magazine capacity and shoots quickly. It is more lethal than a pistol and is easier to carry and use than a rifle.
It is truly an indispensable weapon for assault operations and is the favorite of many top special forces in the world.
Without enough time to take a good look, Cheng Chong quickly received the gun and the magazine, and packed the live ammunition magazine with him.
And when he picked up the Desert Eagle pistol again, he deeply felt the specialness of this pistol. This thick pistol was actually heavier than an ordinary rifle. Just because of nervousness, And my life is hanging by a thread, I don't feel it, but now I hold it in my hand, but it is heavy.
With the dim light in the woodshed, Cheng Chong was surprised to find that this extraordinary pistol was actually golden, and the gun body seemed to be made entirely of gold. This is definitely a top-notch pistol, a global limited edition pistol. What a good guy!
With this unusual pistol, Cheng Chong immediately remembered the owner of this pistol and the leader of the Ito organization.
Suddenly furious, he pinned the Desert Eagle to his waist, held an MP5 in his hand, and quickly found Maimaiti, who was still dazed, in the dark woodshed, and quickly pointed the gun at his Head, squeeze the trigger.
Da da da¡¡
After MP5 rushed slightly, after the anger roaring, the head of the buying mentioned was beaten directly. The red and white object left over after the head was cracked, and it immediately splashed the ground.
"Those who endanger the security of the motherland and people, despise the lives of others, and coerce kind people into becoming his accomplices will only end up like this."
After Cheng Chong successfully defeated the two enemy leaders, he immediately thought of Meng Lang, who was still struggling desperately on the dangerous line, and of his warmongering and friendly brother, Comrade Roan Ren.
He didn¡¯t stay for a moment, holding an MP5 submachine gun and rushing out like a tiger descending the mountain (Remember this website¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com