The fist fell, and a dull "bang" sound came out, just like a sudden thunder. The scorpion retreated seven steps, a blood-colored madness bloomed on his face, and he was injured.

Li Qiangbing's right wrist was surging blood, but he did not give Scorpion a moment of breathing. Ling Ran's flying leg had already kicked. Scorpion, whose heart veins were damaged, had moved much slower and retreated. He shouted, "Stop him, stop him------"

If he had no choice, he would never destroy the glory of the strong and let his guards come to help.

"Kill him!" Cao Zhehua killed in the crowd, and his blood had sprinkled into bright red flowers. At this moment, he rushed to Li Qiangbing and shouted coldly, raising a huge amount of energy with one hand, forming a defense domain that thousands of troops could not enter. It was really a brave man who could not escape.

The bullets were flying, and a large number of mercenaries felt something was wrong and rushed back in a burst. The situation was getting worse and more unbearable. Li Qiangbing's cold eyes radiated with a strong light, which disappeared in a flash. However, the injured area even solidified blood at this moment. He rushed over like a tiger.

The fist attacked, like thunder, the legs were about to come out, like wind, the wind and thunder were mixed together, and a scream was blocked, but the legs were lifted up and went straight down the straddle. This was not the embroidered fist legs, the blood had already oozed down from the scorpion's trousers, an indescribable pain made the scorpion's face turn red, like a freshly cooked crab.

Even if this kick was not destroyed, he would have been unable to touch a woman for at least several months.

Pain, powerless, and fear in his heart. Fear is the inner demon. After the scorpion's heart vein is damaged, he is unable to stand on his legs at this moment. Without a steady foundation, he cannot fully exert his strength. However, Li Qiangbing is becoming more and more brave as he fights. He is fighting with an iron fist and kills the enemy, as if he has the courage to defeat the world.

The dagger in the scorpion's hand fell off, one, two---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Go to die!" With this light shout, another fist roared with Li Qiangbing's jumping figure. With a "crack", flesh and blood flew everywhere. The scorpion had no chance to hum, and it was broken. Blood and brains were splashed all over the ground, and he couldn't tell what he was originally.

The fist was collected, and the body slid down. Li Qiangbing stretched out and kicked it away, just in the mercenary team that was chaotic in the sky. I don’t know who called out: “The colonel is dead, the colonel is dead, retreat quickly, retreat quickly---

The gun and the knife were thrown all over the ground. At this moment, the soldiers were in a mess. No one wanted to resist, but he only hoped to have one more leg. He could escape from the sky, but he forgot that their number was several times that of the devil.

On the battlefield, there is a kind of momentum. When Li Qiangbing fought with Scorpion, one after another, but the devils became more and more brave. When thousands of people fled in panic, hundreds of people behind him were chasing with guns, a very incredible scene was formed.

If it weren't for night, maybe the sky mercenaries would turn around and fight back immediately when they saw the number of devils. But in such a mess, they didn't have time to look back. They just ran desperately to escape from this bloody hell.

In this battle, a large number of firearms were confiscated, which could be equipped with at least four or five thousand people. The enemy left more than three thousand corpses, but the devil also lost more than three hundred elite mercenaries. This is the cruelty of the war.

At this moment, Cao Zhehua didn't have any time to comfort everyone, but just a call to heaven and earth: "Go back to help immediately." The Scorpion's team had collapsed, but in the Devil's Camp, it was still facing the attack from the Western Alliance, which was not to be lost.

Hundreds of cars were picked up for the devil, and more than forty were seized at one time, and the accelerator was increased. Everyone was already driving the car to Biz City. A kind of fire that soared into the sky, floated over the devil camp with the invisible murderous aura. Before he arrived, he had already smelled the dense gunshots. Before twelve o'clock, Ike had already contacted Jierson. Ten thousand mercenaries of Scorpion had already been out and could arrive immediately. In order to gain greater benefits, he had already attacked first. Anyway, the first one was not the mercenaries of Bobcats. If these people died a little more, he would not be sad at all.

The three-multiple attack could not be defeated, causing hundreds of casualties. Ike could no longer help it. While scolding the commanders of other mercenaries, he asked the news about the Scorpion Ten Thousand People Team.

With Jierson's support, no one in the Northwest Alliance dared to face each other loudly. After all, they were all people on the same boat at the same time. Moreover, the devil was destroyed overnight, which also made them feel a sense of fear. If the devil existed, it would be like a kind of inner demon, making them unable to sleep or eat, so this time, they had already deployed all their strength.

But some things are beyond their imagination.

They had known that a large number of elite demons were transferred away, but Ike did not report to Scorpion in his heart, because he was born with selfishness, just to let Scorpion fight to the death with these people. Then he confiscated all the spoils in the camp, but the remaining three bad guys blocked their attacks one after another, and the firepower was surprisingly powerful.

In Eck's opinion, even if the devil mobilized all the land people, he was not a match for Scorpion. The arrival of Scorpion was just a matter of time, but time had passed, and there was still no trace of people in Biz City.

Almost everyone in the Devil Mercenary Camp was brought up, and even the Phantom was retracted, and half of the old man's dozens of personal guards were retracted. In the devil's gate, the strongest line of defense was formed. All the people were commanded by Langya. With the insistence of his hundreds of subordinates, none of these mercenaries retreated.

Or they also knew that as long as they persisted, victory would belong to them when Master Cao came back. The gate's body had accumulated like a mountain, but the mercenaries of the alliance still rushed in with no chance. To them, life had no meaning, it was just the value of a bullet.

In the inner room, Ruth was guarding the old man's room. He could no longer bear the gunshots and screams of death from outside. If it weren't for Cao Zhehua's strict orders, she would have rushed out long ago.

This old man is more important than the entire devil mercenary camp, so her mission is to protect this old man.

By this time, Ruth only knew that the old man was a relative of her man, and it was also amazing, but she didn't understand how amazing it was. She didn't know that behind this old man, there was a huge economic empire, and that kind of power was not weaker than any powerful military power.

"Rus, let's chat with me. Look at you, you are so impatient. You are still the third-ranked Wind Chime, but you are actually just a little girl."

Ruth had no mood to chat at this moment, her beloved man ambushed, and the outcome was unknown at this moment, and the mercenaries from the alliance besieged the devil, and the fierce battle became more and more intense, and she was eager to go out and take a look.

"Hey, old man, my husband is just asking me to protect you, not respect you, you should talk less nonsense." All Ruth's gentleness was only to Cao Zhehua, and to others, she looked cold and kept from thousands of miles away.

The old man also glared and cursed: "Little girl, be kind to me, old man, Zhehua listens very much to me, otherwise I will tell him to leave you."

When Ruth heard this, she immediately showed a very contemptuous expression and said, "Who are you lying to? Even if Feng listens to you, he will never listen to anyone in this kind of thing. If he wants me, you will not be useless. He doesn't want me. I will leave consciously, and it's nothing to do with you."

The old man was not angry, but was very interested. This little girl pretended to be a lady in front of Zhehua, gentle and lovely, but she really worked hard. Of course, the old man knew the identity of Fengling and the legend of destiny. He had never heard of it before.

Among the few women around Cao Zhehua, I count this little girl’s life as hard as she lived.

"Okay, okay, you little girl is a little gentle, men don't like rude women."

Ruth obviously didn't catch a cold and didn't even bother to say anything. She just looked back and looked at him with contempt, as if she didn't want to talk to him.

But the old man walked over and asked, "Rus, how long have you been with Zhehua?"

"It's been more than a month, what's wrong?"

The old man murmured with his fingers: "It's been more than a month-----"

He asked again: "Rus, have you had any discomfort or discomfort in your body recently?"

"You don't have to worry about it. I can eat and sleep and I'm in good health." Ruth turned around, glanced at the old man, and said, "Old man, you have to be careful, otherwise you may die at any time."

After saying that, he felt that it was inappropriate and slapped himself in the mouth, which comforted the old man beside him. He thought to himself that the little girl knew that she regretted it, but he didn't expect Ruth to say again: "Even if you want to die, you have to wait for today. Otherwise, if the wind comes back, I won't blame me for not completing his orders."
Chapter completed!