Chapter 765: Chapter 762: Hidden Kill VS rcenary
“Yingzi, if we lose, we should have a bet, right? If you lose, don’t you have to pay sothing?”
Bu Chen grinned and his gaze revealed a hint of mischief. Clearly, he was highly confident in himself.
Black Hawk glanced at him and said, “A bet? How do you want to wager?”
“Hehe, let’s not rush the bet. Let’s see who can kill more enemies. At that ti, we’ll decide who wins, how about that? This is purely about count, not ti. Don’t tell that the Thirteen Eagles of the past have lost their fighting spirit, for that’s not the Black Hawk I know.”
Bu Chen slapped his shoulder heavily, “Let’s begin!”
“Clack!”
Black Hawk held his sniper rifle, already aiming at the band of villains ahead.
Just then, a skinny man stepped out from among the Martial Arts Society mbers.
The man was not tall, with a sharp, monkey-like face and a mouse mustache. His eyes might have seed small, but they twinkled with intelligence.
He was one of the top ten experts in the Martial Arts Society in terms of overall strength, even stronger than Black Hawk and Bu Chen. The establishnt of the Martial Arts Society itself was a success led by civilian experts in Zhonghai, densely populated with experts.
Later, to develop the Martial Arts Society better, Lin Zifeng specifically created a ‘Hidden Kill’ made up of the top ten experts of the Martial Arts Society.
Similar to the Mountain and River List.
“Captain, I have sothing to say.”
The mouse-faced man twisted his lips, his eyebrows furrowing into a frown.
“What’s wrong? Is there sothing matter?” Bu Chen asked.
Without thinking, the mouse-faced man leaned close to Bu Chen’s ear, whispered a few words, and then slowly began leading a team towards the back.
Watching Bu Chen’s serious expression, Black Hawk frowned and asked softly, “What happened?”
“It’s nothing, it’s nothing. Co on, let’s continue playing; the competition hasn’t started yet, rember who kills more.”
Bu Chen grabbed Black Hawk’s arm and recounted everything the mouse-faced man had just told him.
Following Bu Chen’s advice, they did not act imdiately but continued to remain in hiding.
Sure enough, it wasn’t long before the first sound of an arrow strike echoed from within the hillside jungle.
The group that had been treating the Martial Arts Society as their prey on the hillside quickly fell into disarray.
At the sa ti, the villains nearby were alerted.
“Yingzi, let’s start!”
Without waiting for Bu Chen to start, Black Hawk had already begun loading his arrows. Clack.
Arrow loaded.
Both n were extrely fast with their hands.
“Bang!”
Imdiately, an ard goon a kiloter away in the jungle was killed instantly by an arrow that pierced through his head, cutting through the air resistance.
A striking arc of bright red blood splashed high!
“Bang!”
Following the sound of the arrow, another villain’s head exploded, sending flesh and blood flying, leaving nothing but a gaping hole where his head had been.
Disgusting fragnts splattered all over the face of a comrade nearby.
Whoosh!
“Take cover!”
The gang of villains descended into chaos, dozens of fully-ard goons quickly hiding within the jungle.
Unfortunately, this was a competition between Black Hawk and Bu Chen.
The past rcenary king and the retired soldier king confronted each other.
Both n grew more excited as they continued to fight.
“Bang bang bang!”
The jungle was fogged with blood, each piercing arrow carried along the favor of the Death God.
Screams filled the jungle, and even without seeing a single figure, everyone impacted cried and scread for rcy.
“Ah!”
“Save !!!”
anwhile, as ten Hidden Kill mbers quietly infiltrated the hillside, the sound of arrows ceased.
“Yingzi, how was it? Pretty good shooting?”
Bu Chen grinned and laughed rrily, enjoying the thrill of killing for the first ti in the many years since his retirent.
“It’s just the beginning,”
Black Hawk smirked as he continued to pull the trigger, with the sound of arrows filling the air.
The villains in the jungle were quickly annihilated; those who didn’t die were probably crippled.
anwhile, the battle on the hillside seed to be far from over.
Ten mbers of Hidden Kill, each holding a Nepalese Army Knife, looked full of intent, like incarnate gods of death.
Their fully equipped battle suits were stained with fresh blood.
The ten had resolute faces and their bronze skin exuded a strong desire to kill.
At that mont, they faced a dozen fully equipped martial artists.
The two groups had been in a standoff for a while, neither side using Arrow Weapon.
This was a contest between the Martial Arts Society and martial artists—the first true hand-to-hand engagent since the Martial Arts Society was ford.
“Kill, kill, kill!”
The mbers of Hidden Kill shouted in unison, and both sides quickly charged at their opponents, struggling fiercely.
“Puh!”
Instantly, the head of a martial artist was twisted off by a mber of Hidden Kill during a clash.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Punches landed heavily on the target, and as Rat Man kicked repeatedly, two brawny rcenaries were sent flying several ters away.
“Ha!”
The coordination among the ten was extrely disciplined.
Especially this Rat Man, though not tall, was extrely ferocious in his attacks.
An abrupt strong hand gripped a martial artist’s neck.
Crack.
Struggling, Rat Man twisted fiercely, his fingers like eagle claws, digging into the rcenary’s neck and gruesoly tearing out a piece of bloody flesh along with the internal organs, which were particularly gory.
“Bang!”
Rat Man kicked the man, sending him flying.
Following that, another mber of Hidden Kill pounced again.
The sharp Nepalese Army Knife stabbed several n, and in less than half a minute, all the n at the scene were injured.
Rat Man licked the corner of his mouth, staring coldly at his opponent.
The remaining rcenaries were already trembling with fear due to the ferocity of the Hidden Kill mbers.
Fighting these lunatics was undoubtedly a form of tornt.
“What, scared?”
Rat Man kept sneering at them, his bloodthirsty eyes filled with extre greed.
“Just who are you people?!”
The other side spoke in a fluent foreign language, which none of Rat Man’s group understood.
“Save your breath, we’re from the Huaxia Martial Arts Society. Save your words for King Yan in Hell!”
Rat Man sneered incessantly, and suddenly two Nepalese Army Knives lunged from behind.
Pup, pup.
Two rcenaries were imdiately impaled, creating a gaping hole in their chests.
“Don’t! Don’t kill us! Don’t kill us!”
The other side was terrified.
“Only the fittest survive,” Rat Man said coldly.
In this environnt, they had no intention of sparing these rcenaries. Known as the land of death, surviving here was already a miracle, and no one would create potential problems for themselves.
Just then, a voice from behind suddenly interrupted.
“Stop!”
Black Hawk and Bu Chen quickly followed.
“Captain!”
Rat Man didn’t understand.
“Don’t kill them for now, they might still be useful,” Black Hawk said nonchalantly.
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