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 The dark group members standing aside nodded, stretched out their hands to lift Jiahe's body, as if it was nothing, and was lifted up with one hand. 

 Seeing this, Long Mochen said with concern: "Be careful on the road, don't cause any problems." The secret team members nodded, turned around and walked downstairs hurriedly. 

 Shalang who was standing on the balcony didn't know that Jiahe's army had been subdued by Long Mochen. He was still standing on the balcony, missing his hometown, and sighed deeply. When he was about to turn around and go back to the house, he suddenly saw the front door. There was an extra figure. When he saw it clearly, he saw a young man in black clothes holding a person in his hand and running towards the distance. Shalang frowned. Due to the distance, he didn't see clearly who the young man was holding. He shook his head helplessly, curled his lips, shook his head and walked towards his room. 

 When Long Mochen came to room 503, he stuck his head on the door, but there was no sound coming from the room. He smiled slightly, stretched out his arm, waved forward, and hurriedly moved back. A dark group boy walked forward with both feet, reached out and took out a steel needle from his waist, and heard a "click" sound. , the door lock is opened. 

 Gently pushed the door, his head slowly stretched into it, and his eyes glanced around carefully, seeing that there was no movement. His head retracted again and he whispered softly: "Boss, they should have fallen asleep."

 Long Mochen nodded, moved his hands forward, gently pushed the door open, and ducked in. 

 The room is not small, about 200 square meters, with three bedrooms and one living room. Long Mochen scanned the surroundings with his eyes, but found no one. He stepped forward and walked gently to the other end with his toes on the ground. When he came to the door, he heard the sound of sleeping sound coming from inside. When Long Mochen heard this, a sneer appeared on his face. He slowly opened the door and saw several large and small beds inside, with nine people lying on the beds. 

 Chen Mengran walked gently to Long Mochen, took a sneak peek into the room, and smiled. Just as his feet were about to take a step forward, Long Mochen reached out to stop him. 

 "There should be ten people, but why are there nine now? The other one must be in another room."

 Chen Mengran nodded, glanced around, and saw a door ahead. He smiled slightly, stepped forward gently, and walked forward. 

 The members of the dark team saw that Long Mochen and others had already gone in, and the fifteen brothers from the dark team also got in. When they came to the back room, they really saw Long Mochen waving to this side, and Chen Fengjian who was standing in front Then, he hurriedly walked over. 

 "Boss?"

 Long Mochen pointed inside and whispered: "Kill everyone inside!"

 Chen Feng nodded, stretched out his hand, and waved forward. Five young men dressed in black walked towards Chen Feng, arranged the task, and walked towards the back room in a flash. 

 Long Mochen looked at the person living alone in front of him and thought to himself, he must be the leader here, otherwise he wouldn't be treated like this. He chuckled, a hint of a smirk appearing at the corner of his mouth. 

 Chen Mengran came to the door and listened carefully, but there was no sound inside. He frowned and was about to reach out to open the door, but was stopped by Li Long who came over. 

 Chen Mengran turned his head and glanced at Li Long, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

 Li Long pointed forward and stepped back. When he was five meters away, he opened his mouth and spoke, "The person inside must have noticed!"

 Chen Mengran looked at Li Long standing beside him and asked doubtfully: "How did you know?"

 Li Long did not answer. He glanced around and disappeared in a flash. When he appeared, he already had a large vase in his hand. The vase was lifted above his head by Li Long. With a wave of his arms, the vase drew an arc and hit the door. 

 "Shaking!"

 The vase hit the door, the door was smashed open, and the broken vase fell to the ground. 

 At this moment, a figure flashed out from the doorway. 

 When Chen Mengran saw this, he secretly shouted in his heart, what a lucky encounter! Xinghao didn't rush in rashly just now. If that were the case, he would definitely be attacked by the person just now. 

 When the sound of the vase breaking was heard, the ninjas living in the other room were awakened one after another and were about to stand up.

 With a "pop", a bright light passed under his neck. 

 His eyes were wide open, full of unwillingness. 

 Chen Feng originally had time to deal with these people, but who knew that Li Long would suddenly cause such a big commotion??, and now three are still alive. 

 When the three ninjas saw a few strange figures suddenly appearing in front of them, they immediately understood and shouted loudly. He reached out and took out his weapon from the side of the bed, and rushed towards Chen Feng and the others. 

 Chen Feng saw that the three people in front of him were only wearing underwear and holding two-foot-long Japanese swords. No matter how they looked at them, they felt a little funny. He couldn't help laughing. Although he was laughing, his hand did not stop. He stretched out his hand and pulled it back. A two-foot-long knife appeared in front of him. He flipped his wrist and placed the blade in front of his chest. 

 The three surviving ninjas looked around and saw that their companions had fallen into a pool of blood. With a roar, like an angry beast, he spread his legs and rushed towards Chen Feng and the others. 

 Chen Feng saw that the three people in front of him were like madmen, rushing toward him. He grasped the handle of the knife tightly with his palm, stepped forward with his right foot, and came to the ninja with one arrow step. He swung the long knife forward in his hand and swept it across. Thousands of troops swept towards the ninja with overwhelming momentum. 

 The ninja who rushed forward to kill had completely lost his mind when he saw his companions dying in a pool of blood. Now when he saw Chen Feng rushing towards him, a sneer appeared on his face. The Japanese sword in his hand was swung forward, and a bright light went straight towards the sword. 

 "Dang clang!"

 There was a loud noise, and the two men were forced to take three steps back. 

 Chen Feng felt a soreness in his arm. He frowned and thought to himself, are these people in front of him so skilled? 

 Actually, Chen Feng doesn’t know that no matter who he is, as long as he encounters a desperate situation of life and death, he will perform beyond his normal performance. This is what people often call potential. 

 The ninja didn’t feel well either. A little bit of blood fell to the ground from the tiger’s mouth. The bright red blood is like a star, emitting a bright red light. The ninja held back the severe pain and stepped forward to kill Chen Feng again. 

 Chen Feng frowned when he saw the other two people behind the ninja coming towards him. If these people were so skilled, there would definitely be a life-and-death struggle today. Chen Feng didn't want to waste any more time, so he waved his arm forward, and the five dark group members standing behind stepped forward one after another, holding the daggers in their hands in front of their chests, waiting for the three people to charge. 

 Outside the room, Long Mochen stood in front, looking up and down at Shalang in front of him, and asked leisurely: "Are you Shalang?"

 ??Sha Lang did not answer Long Mochen's words. Now he was thinking about how Long Mochen found him. Could it be that Jiahe's own army betrayed him? He shook his head and it must not be the case! Suddenly thinking of the scene he had just seen while standing on the balcony, he suddenly understood everything in his heart. The person being carried by the young man was actually Jiahe's own army. He gritted his teeth and stared at the man standing with his eyes like wild wolves. Long Mochen in front. 

 Seeing this, Long Mochen frowned slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He looked at Chen Mengran who was standing aside and said, "Brother Chen, I'll leave this person to you." After Long Mochen finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash. When he appeared, he had already sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. , watching this side. 

 When Chen Mengran saw Long Mochen leaving the fighting range, he raised the corners of his mouth, flipped his wrist, and a half-moon scimitar appeared in his palm. He gently stroked his left hand and murmured in a low voice: "Old man, I've been starving you these days, so I'm going to let you eat meat today!" After Chen Mengran finished speaking, a light flashed deep in his eyes, and he stepped forward with both feet. He rushed towards Killing Wolf with an arrow. 

 When Shalang heard what Chen Mengran said, he was very angry. Who in RB country dared to say that about himself? How could he say that he was also a leader among the young generation in RB country. He shouted loudly, stepped forward with both feet, and swept the Japanese sword in his hand forward. The long blade with a cold light went straight to Chen Mengran's waist and slashed. 

 Chen Mengran was not panicked when he saw this, and had been fighting in this life-and-death battle for who knows how many years. He glanced at the charging Kill Wolf, raised his half-moon scimitar above his head with his feet on the ground, waiting for Kill Wolf's attack. 

 When Shalang saw Chen Mengran standing there, a treacherous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He swayed and quickly rushed towards Chen Mengran. 

 Chen Mengran only saw a figure and nothing else. Only then did he realize that the person in front of him actually had hidden strength. His eyes narrowed slightly, his palm clenched the handle of the knife, and he shouted,

 "Open it for me!"

 The half-moon scimitar drew a crescent and went straight to kill the wolf. 

 "Killing the wolf is not about speed, but about opportunism and relying on ninja skills to assassinate Chen Mengran. 

 Seeing that the half-moon scimitar was about to kill the wolf, but at this moment, the situation in front of him changed dramatically. There was no scene of blood and water. The half-moon scimitar seemed to cut through the air and directly hit the wall. 

 Chen MengranHe was shocked when he saw this, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. I wiped it lightly, and just as I was about to move, I suddenly felt a chill on my back. 

 "Poof"

 The long blade slashed across Chen Mengran's back, and bright red blood dripped down the long wound. 

 Chen Mengran ignored the pain in his body and dodged to the side. 

 Seeing this, Shalang chuckled and shouted arrogantly: "What? Aren't you the evil god of Momen? Why have you become the god of mourning now?"

 "Haha!"

 The laughter of killing the wolf reached Chen Mengran's ears, and he clenched his fists hard. Unknowingly, his nails had penetrated into his flesh, and blood dripped down his fingers. This pain has become numb to Chen Mengran now. The most painful thing is the heartache. 

 Long Mochen sat on the sofa, his eyes narrowed, looking at Shalang standing in front of him roaring loudly, he shook his head helplessly, and murmured in a low voice: "If Brother Chen observes carefully, he will definitely be able to break this small dose in front of him. ." Long Mochen did not remind Chen Mengran that this blow would be a good challenge for Chen Mengran. 

 Chen Mengran gritted his teeth and made a "squeaking" sound. He glared at Killing Wolf with his eyes, stretched out his arm, pointed at Killing Wolf and said angrily: "The next time you wait, you will die!" As soon as the words fell. 

 "Haha!"

 Shalang pointed at Chen Mengran's nose and said arrogantly: "Can you kill me just by yourself? You'd better wake up! Stop dreaming!" After Shalang finished speaking, he stood up and clasped his hands. Holding the Japanese sword, he smiled and took a defensive posture. 

 Chen Mengran didn't say anything when he saw this. He roared, stepped forward with his feet, and rushed towards Killing Wolf quickly. 

 Long Mochen sat on the sofa, looked at Chen Mengran, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Why are you still so reckless? What if I" At this point, Long Mochen's expression couldn't help but change. 

 The man frowned tightly, his eyes fixed on the killing wolf standing in front of him. Under the blow just now, he didn't find anything wrong. He was convinced that the killing wolf in front of him was not that fast, but now he didn't Nothing suspicious was found. Could it be that Killing Wolf really has the speed of a ghost leader? His brows furrowed involuntarily. 

 When Chen Mengran rushed in front of Shalang, he raised the half-moon scimitar in his hand above his head and struck at Shalang's head from top to bottom with the force of splitting Huashan Mountain. A cold light flashed across the blade, and a trace of murderous aura greeted Shalang's face. 

 ??Sha Lang still had a cynical smile on his face, standing there with his feet motionless, with a look of contempt in his eyes, as if he didn't take Chen Mengran seriously. 

 Before the knife arrives, the murderous intent arrives first! A burst of murderous intent rushed over, killing the wolf like a green mountain, standing on the spot and moving with both feet. 

 When Chen Mengran saw this, the anger in his heart became even stronger. When had he ever had enough of such contempt? He added more strength to his arm, and the half-moon scimitar in his hand slashed towards Killing Wolf like a meteor. 

 "Shalang saw that the half-moon scimitar was about to hit him, but then,

 "Whoosh!" 

 "Dang clang!"

 The half-moon scimitar struck the ground with surging sword energy, splashing a burst of saltpeter, and billowing dust spread all around. 

 Shalang was not killed by Chen Mengran, but stood aside with a smile. 

 Chen Mengran put away the half-moon scimitar, frowned, and felt very confused in his heart, why did it suddenly disappear before his eyes? Why……? 

 "Wow!"

 A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth. 

 Chen Mengran stood up slowly and wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth with his left hand. A pair of sword eyes were already covered with bloodshot eyes, like an angry beast. His eyes glanced around, and when he saw Shalang sitting there in the distance, he had a contemptuous smile on his face. 

 When Chen Mengran saw this, he quickly ran towards that direction with his feet. 

 When Long Mochen saw Chen Mengran rushing that way again, he couldn't help but frowned and shouted: "Brother Chen, please stay!"

 Chen Mengran didn't seem to hear Long Mochen's words. He just paused and continued to chase forward. 

 Seeing this, Long Mochen screamed in his heart, Oh no! He jumped up, kicked his toes on the ground, stepped forward with his right foot, and ran quickly towards Chen Mengran. 

 Standing where he was, he saw Long Mochen rushing towards this side. He quickly pulled out the Tang Saber from his back, stepped forward with his right foot, blocked Chen Mengran with a lunge, and thrust the Tang Saber forward! 

 "Crack!"

 Chen Mengran took a step back and justHe raised his knife and struck forward. When he saw the person standing in front of him clearly, he frowned and said angrily: "Get out of my way!"

 The man curled his lips and said helplessly: "Look behind you!"

 Chen Mengran looked back and saw Long Mochen standing behind him, the muscles on his face twitching a few times. 

 "Brother Chen, step back!" Long Mochen said softly. 

 Chen Mengran looked back at Shalang who was sitting far away, gritted his teeth, hummed softly, threw down his sleeves, and walked towards the back. 

 Long Mochen didn’t want to take action at first. If things continued like this, Chen Mengran might have fallen down before he could catch Shalang. He shook his head helplessly. A flash of light flashed through his eyes, and he looked to the deserted place next to him. 

 When Shalang saw that look in his eyes, his body trembled involuntarily and his feet moved back a step. Seeing this, Shalang's expression changed drastically, and he thought to himself, how could this happen? This is impossible? 

 Seeing this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Long Mochen's mouth, his body flashed, and a figure disappeared in front of his eyes. A sharp military thorn appeared in Long Mochen's hand, and he reached out and stabbed forward. 

 Chen Mengran stood behind, staring at Long Mochen in front of him. When he saw that the military thorn in Long Mochen's hand did not stab Shalang who was sitting on the chair, but instead stabbed to the other side. He frowned and rubbed his eyes. When he looked again, Long Mochen was still stabbing in the opposite direction. 

 Sha Lang, who was dodging, felt that Long Mochen's attacks were getting faster and faster, and he would stab himself if he wasn't careful. He never thought that Long Mochen could see through his own ninjutsu. He felt more and more angry in his heart. He roared and swung the Japanese sword in his hand forward, and a ray of light went straight to Long Mochen's chest. 

 It was only then that Chen Mengran, who was standing behind, realized that he was fighting with your shadow just now. He felt a little aggrieved in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly and let out a cry between his fingers.

 “Click, click, click!” The sound. 

 Seeing that the Japanese sword was about to cut his clothes, Long Mochen withdrew his right foot and fell backward. 

 "Whoosh!" With a sound, the long blade swept across Long Mochen's chest. 

 Seeing Long Mochen ducking away, Sha Lang twitched the fat on his face a few times. With force on his wrist, he suddenly withdrew the knife and turned his carbine to sweep at Long Mochen again. 

 Long Mochen glanced at it, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he stepped back, stepping forward towards Killing Wolf. 

 A figure flashed in front of Shalang. Seeing this, Shalang hurriedly dodged backwards. He had just raised his right foot, but before he could put it down, he felt a chill on his neck, and a gleaming military spear was placed on his neck. 

 Long Mochen moved his arm slightly, and drops of blood dripped from Shalang's neck onto his collar. 

 "You'd better be more honest!"

 Long Mochen's cold voice reached Shalang's ears. His legs trembled involuntarily, and he felt as if his whole body had fallen into an ice cellar. Throwing away the weapon in his hand, his eyes fixed on Long Mochen standing behind him. 

 "You win!"

 Long Mochen chuckled, "It's time to end now." As soon as he finished speaking, his arms formed an arch shape and suddenly hit the killer wolf's jaw. 

 "Ah!"

 ??????????????????????????????????????????????????: Killing Wolf's jaw was dislocated and his mouth was pulled downward. 

 Long Mochen patted Shalang on the shoulder, "This is for your own good!" He stretched out his hand and waved it this way. He came to Long Mochen in two or three steps and looked at Shalang standing in front of him, with a look on his face. With a lewd smile, he looked up and down at Shalang. ; Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favorites I'm a member and bookmarked this chapter Copy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for points Chapter error? Click here to report; Previous page Catalog Next page

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