No one expected Song Yang to lose so quickly. With just one move, the three people who came with Song Yang were even more. Seeing that Song Yang was defeated, the three people immediately took a few steps forward and stood in front, exuding a fierce aura on their bodies, their eyes were like lightning, and a terrifying edge burst out. One of them pointed at Luo Zheng and shouted: "Boy, there are two boys, I'll do it."

Luo Zheng saw the temperament of a soldier from the other party, and his every move was full of military flavor. This smell could be smelled by anyone who had been in the military camp. Luo Zheng stopped his posture and looked at the other party coldly. From the corner of his eyes, he found that the watch on the other party's wrist was exactly the same as the one Zhou Gang had when he sneaked into the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group base last time. He immediately reacted and looked at Song Yang meaningfully. Thinking of the helicopter pilot who died tragically, Luo Zheng's anger became even more intense.

"Boy, don't blame me for being rude if I don't do it." The strong man shouted dissatisfiedly just now.

"He gave your watch, right?" Luo Zheng said coldly, looking at the others, they were all wearing such a watch.

"How do you know?" the other party looked at Luo Zheng in surprise and asked back.

"Because you are still like a soldier, I might as well tell you that someone once wore such a watch, but in the end he was a comrade. This watch contains a global positioning chip. If you don't believe you can open it, you can buy you one watch. I really blush for you. Don't tell me that I don't know. It's a gift between brothers." Luo Zheng said coldly, glanced at Song Yang.

When the others heard this, they turned their heads to look at Song Yang, and found that Song Yang's face was a little unnatural. They immediately believed it a little. When they thought that their whereabouts were completely grasped, the three of them became ugly. They looked at Song Yang deeply. The three of them exchanged glances, looked at Luo Zheng with deep meaning, turned around and left.

"Bastard, I'm fighting with you." Seeing that the three people he had finally invited left, Song Yang was furious and got up, jumped up like thunder.

The ghost hand impatiently raised a small sofa and threw it over, which hit Song Yang's calf. Song Yang, who was out of control, was not careful. He was tripped to the ground and screamed and got up, as if he was injured, looking at Luo Zheng coldly, roared, and pounced on him again, looking like he was playing hard.

"Stop." A quiet girl hurried over and shouted loudly.

Hearing the sound, the angry Song Yang actually stopped, regained some rationality, turned his head to look at the person coming, his face changed, and he shouted, "Bastard, go to die." He rushed towards Luo Zheng again.

Luo Zheng was no longer interested in fighting with Song Yang. Since he could not do anything, he simply avoided it. He hooked his feet and threw Song Yang to the ground. Song Yang, who was out of control, had no rules and had lost his skills and had to get up. He was about to take action, but found that the Wenjing girl was blocking the front, her face was like water, and her eyes were full of disappointment.

"Me?" Song Yang shouted angrily: "You get out of the way, it's this bastard who hurt me, I'm going to kill him."

"Bang!" The girl Wenjing raised her hand and slapped her with a look of regret. Song Yang covered her face and said coldly without saying anything. Her angry eyes gradually returned to clearness, and she became more rational.

"Little sister, why did it happen like this?" Wenjing girl walked up to Guifang and asked, her eyes glancing at Luo Zheng and Guishou intentionally or unintentionally, and looked at Guishou with some uncertainty and asked, "Are you Guiman?"

"Are you?" Ghost Hand asked in surprise and was a little uncertain about the other party's identity.

"Idiot, she is Song Yun and Song Yang's sister. Don't you know each other?" Gui Fang said with a smile.

"Sure enough, do you still like fighting so much? This face-like child is...?" The beautiful Wenjing looked at Luo Zheng in surprise and asked, searching for the memories in her mind, but found that she had no impression at all.

"This is my brother. When your brother appears, he shouts to fight and kills. No one can stop him. The situation just now has been recorded. You can watch the video. There may be any misunderstandings here. Ask your brother not to say that if you continue like this, I'm not polite." The ghost hand said coldly, and explained it, which can be considered as giving the other party.

"My brother won't do it easily. I know this. There must be a reason. What do you call it?" The girl Wenjing said, looking at Luo Zheng in confusion again.

Joining the National Blade, everything is state secret. Of course, Luo Zheng would not say it. He turned his head and was shocked to find a man in the crowd aiming a pistol at Wenjing girl. A cold murderous aura burst out from his eyes. Luo Zheng was shocked and rushed towards Wenjing girl without hesitation.

"Bang!" The gunshot sounded, and the person fell, and the bullet hit Luo Zheng's arm. Fortunately, it was a pistol, which was not very powerful.

"Bastard." The ghost hand reacted first, and his move was like lightning. A short flying knife roared away. With the angry murderous aura of the ghost hand, it directly penetrated into the other party's arm holding the gun. The murderer did not expect the ghost hand to be so powerful and reacted so quickly. He closed his arm with the gun, but it was still half a beat late. He knew that he had encountered a master and his arm was injured and it took time to change hands to shoot. This time was enough for the master to chase him up. The murderer did not dare to stop, covered his wounds, and ran out in panic.

All this happened in the flash of lightning. When everyone reacted, the murderer had already rushed to the gate and the ghost hand chased him. Luo Zheng got up, covered the wound where he was shot, and ignored the fearful beauty on the ground and chased the gate.

Outside the gate, Luo Zheng found that the ghost hand had caught up with the murderer and shot a fierce combination of punches at the opponent. The opponent's calm and powerful counterattack was not inferior. If it weren't for the injury of his arm, who would win or lose. Luo Zheng was shocked. He was a master. He rushed up like a cheetah, blocking the opponent's retreat, and kicked it up, whipping towards the opponent like an iron whip, with a slight sound of air flow, and the momentum was heavy.

The murderer didn't expect that Luo Zheng would catch up quickly, and his retreat was blocked, so he had to rush to slap the ghost hand. The ghost hand was also infuriated, like a magic trick. He had two short swords on his hand, one forward and one reverse, and his hands turned into countless hand shadows, and quickly slaughtered at the murderer like lightning.

"Puff puff puff!" A few sounds of knife tearing the flesh, the major artery in the chest and neck were cut, blood splattered, the murderer screamed, and was pulled out far away by Luo Zheng behind him, fell to the ground, struggled to get up, the ghost hand stepped forward in anger, kicked up, and kicked the opponent's chin directly. The opponent's body was kicked over and fell heavily to the ground, dying, looking at the void with blurred eyes, full of reluctance and nostalgia.

"Bastard, what's the origin?" Ghost Hand cursed angrily, looked at Luo Zheng, and asked, "Is it important?"

"There is no big problem, just take out the bullet." Luo Zheng said heavily, looking at the murderer, a little confused. He recalled the shot just now, and secretly thought, "Who did the murderer come to?"
Chapter completed!