The sun is poisonous, and the leaves are shining.

The birds in the forest were so scared that they sang and fled.

The leaves near the battlefield were dyed with a layer of blood. It seemed as if blood was splattering across the sky and scattered.

Ah Li kept holding the gun gesture, staring at the front without blinking, and her attention was highly concentrated.

This battle is much more tragic than Zhang Chong imagined.

Ali shot and killed five people on the other side, and she was seriously injured in her leg, and she persisted with her courage.

The little girl was like a killing god emerging from hell, and her murderous aura was scattered out in full swing.

Like a sword that opens its edge.

Showing its sharpness.

The dense gunshots were heard, the trees were flying around, the birds screamed in panic, accompanied by the bitter screams of foreigners.

Zhang Chong aimed at the opponent's manpower on the side and carried out a sneak attack.

Of course, this kind of slut can only be solved by one, and the other party discovered it and turned around to deal with him.

Zhang Chong cheered up to deal with it.

Ah Li's pressure was much lower. Once the opponent's firepower was aimed at Zhang Chong, it spread out, but the little girl fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Just now, in order not to let the other party succeed, she fought with all her strength. Now with Zhang Chong's support, her whole body has been exhausted, so how can she hold on?

As soon as Ah Li fell, Zhang Chong was under much pressure. Ah Li was seriously injured, so Zhang Chong naturally could not stay out of the world.

Zhang Chong was shot in the foot and earned two lives by the other party.

The other two saw Zhang Chong's murderous aura, and their eyes were red. They would not fight any longer and flee to the woods and their companions.

Zhang Chong carried Ali to find Feng Wu.

In fact, Zhang Chong suffered serious injuries. Now he has only dealt with thirteen people, and there are seven people who have not been killed. Two of them escaped again, and five people may meet Feng Wu.

Feng Wu's kung fu is better than Ali, but much inferior to Zhang Chong.

"Are you okay? Don't sleep! Get up and get up." Zhang Chong patted Ali's back.

Ali was exhausted and extremely terrified. Once she lost her fighting spirit, she would be as angry as a slept in her hair and would be difficult to persevere.

Last time she and Feng Wu broke into the Pope's base camp, they didn't encounter such a difficult opponent. The last time was so unexpected. Imagine how the masters under the Pope went out to perform the mission so coincidentally.

Zhang Chong was guessing the key points. This time, the masters who attacked the three of them were obviously not the same as the two he faced last time.

Are these people not the pope's subordinates?

When Zhang Chong found Feng Wu, she had been caught by the other party.

Feng Wu tied a black rope to her body, twisting her perfect female symbol tightly.

It is obvious that the person who tied her up had ulterior motives and regarded this action as an art.

Although this girl was tied up, she was very heroic and calm.

It can be seen from the burnout in front of her that her mental power has been greatly reduced.

With Feng Wu's strength, she can protect herself, so why did she end up in this way? Does the other party have a master?

A man in a black windbreaker stood in front of the four.

It has a deep and ponytail face unique to Westerners, dark blue eyes, white skin, and blond hair combed into a ponytail.

The other four people each have different abilities, unlike ordinary people.

Among these five people, any of them are more powerful than Ellis.

It is not difficult to defeat Feng Wu in any combination of two people.

"Let her go." Zhang Chong took the lead in attacking.

Zhang Chong spoke English and was used all over the world, so the ponytail man could understand it naturally. The ponytail man frowned and said, "It's up to you?"

Zhang Chong raised his middle finger toward the other party.

The ponytail man's face is a little unstoppable.

The other four were his brothers. Among the five, he was the strongest. Now he was provoked by a little boy from the East. If it spreads out, let his believers know, how can they still be able to make trouble.

The ponytail face and nose breathed, pointed at Zhang Chong and said, "Little guy, don't say I didn't give me a chance. If you can defeat my brother, I will consider your mind."

I wanted to use provocation to make the other party lose his composure, but I didn't expect that this ponytail man was smarter than he thought.

This sentence just now is so vague!

First of all, I said that I defeated his brother, but I didn’t say that I defeated a few people?

Secondly, I said I would consider the idea! I didn't say that I would agree.

What a sleek guy.

Research has proved that Easterners have smarter brains than Westerners, but their explosive power will be slightly inferior. The talent and skills of this ponytail man in front of him are all the same. It is too painful. Zhang Chong did not expect that he would meet such an extremely dangerous team.

Judging from their ability to defeat Feng Wu without any damage, his combat power was rare in the world before.

"Who is going first?" Zhang Chong waved to the five people.

Too arrogant.

These five people are among the elites on the Privy Council. In the training of the extremely terrifying Privy Council, each has its own invincible team.

The half-grown oriental child in front of him actually dared to challenge him directly.

"Looking for death." A fat guy jumped out.

The head is small, the belly is big, thick and short, and it is the legendary short figure.

In theory, this body is not suitable for practicing.

However, if the other party can become a master, he naturally has his unique abilities.

Zhang Chong narrowed his eyes and hooked his finger at the other party.

call out.

The fat man seemed very bloated, but after launching, he was like a shell.

He flew to Zhang Chong.

Lower your head and dive.

With the head as the center, all the forces are concentrated to a point, which is a bit like the iron-headed skill of the Central Plains.

Zhang Chong kicked the other party in the head.

The fat man was neither dodged nor avoided, as if the attack had no effect on him, and he didn't even move half a step under his feet.

If it weren't for the Western appearance that this guy looked like, Zhang Chong would have thought he had returned from Shaolin Temple.

"Huhu." The fat man opened his mouth wide and whirred.

Started again and hit him again.

The momentum was like Gonggong hitting Buzhou Mountain.

Zhang Chong put his fingers on the other person's head.

The fat man still kept his momentum and forced him to give in step by step.

Your aunt's aunt turned out to be a real iron-headed master.

Zhang Chong carried the inner breath on his fingers, and his ordinary fingers turned into gold and steel fingers, with white air swaying on it, and one finger penetrated through it.

"Ah." The fat man screamed in pain.

Zhang Chong made a hole on his head. He was extremely ruthless and rushed towards Zhang Chong again.

"Bang bang." Zhang Chong greeted the fat man desperately like he was punching a sandbag.

However, this guy is really like a sandbag, with strong resistance to attack, which makes Zhang Chong very shocked.

Zhang Zhong bounced his legs and bounced out in a series of twelve bounced legs from the north.

When a person is in mid-air, he uses the fat man's belly as his foothold, raise his legs, kick his head, pulls his body to his waist, and then raises his legs and kicks his lower body.

"Give it to me." The ponytail man waved and the other three surrounded him.

One of them had a glove on his hand and punched Zhang Chong.

Zhang Chong punched the other party.

Sizzle. The powerful current made Zhang Chong's mind feel hot and he almost vomited an old blood.

Damn, this guy's hands are actually charged.

Supernatural.

This is not over yet, and then a sweeping leg comes from behind.

Zhang Chong jumped up and avoided it. The man's legs were as soft as ribbons, twisted into twists at an angle that ordinary people could not possibly be seen, and kicked his legs sideways again.
To be continued...