It is late at night now.

It is a pity that there is no bright moon or stars in the night sky tonight.

A large black cloud shrouded the sky, as if within reach, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

When Chen Jing drove to his destination and stepped out of the driver's seat, a fierce gust of wind directly in front of him caused his hair and clothes to fly randomly.

The wind comes and goes quickly.

In addition to bringing him a pleasant surprise, it also brought a lot of information.

His posture is quite impressive, he really looks up to me.

The tip of Chen Jing's nose moved, and dozens of imperceptible human body odors poured into him along with the wind.

With his nose fully open, he quickly sketched out their respective positions in his mind.

Soon, the silent, dark manor without a trace of light in front of him was no longer a secret in his eyes.

squeak~

At this moment, the door of the manor slowly opened.

No one came out to greet him.

It is like a huge mouth of an abyss, quietly waiting for prey to come automatically.

"It's really not the way to treat guests."

Chen Jing smiled freely, held the scabbard in her left hand, and strode in.

Click~

The door behind him had been quietly closed after he entered. The sound was very soft, but he was still aware of it.

Chen Jing didn't care and didn't move on.

There were sensor lights on both sides of the road he was walking on.

When he walked by, the light turned on, like a bright light in the dark night, which was particularly dazzling in this space.

Suddenly, Chen Jing's ears twitched and his steps stopped suddenly.

He heard the gun safety click.

"Are you so impatient? I thought there was going to be a verbal battle before. You know, I have prepared a lot of manuscripts on the way, just to scold you, an old guy, until you are bloody."

Chen Jing, who was helplessly stillborn, shouted loudly.

At the same time, a series of "click-click" shots hit the place where he was standing.

The grass is splashing, but the people are no longer there.

Chen Jing, who was well prepared, had already moved out of the way before the opponent fired, then turned into a ghostly afterimage and pounced on the enemy closest to him.

Midway through, he heard the sound of a gunshot, and his expression suddenly changed.

Originally, the opponent's ambush was just a small-caliber pistol, but I didn't expect it to be an automatic rifle.

This type of firearm is not as easy to buy as ordinary pistols, and I don’t know where Wu Jianfei bought it.

Chen Jing was a little more careful. After all, rifle bullets were much more powerful than pistols. He didn't want to take such a shot on himself.

Click.

The sound of broken bones was inconspicuous amid the loud gunfire.

Chen Jing took back the hands that had broken a gunman's neck, held down his back with one hand before he fell, and took out the automatic rifle in his hand with the other.

AKP automatic rifle.

Chen Jing quickly recognized the model of the firearm in his hand.

This is an armament firearm popular in small southeastern countries.

Because of its durability, moisture resistance and low cost, it is definitely a good choice for the southeastern countries that are constantly at war and have a humid climate.

But in the Xia State, there were very few people using it.

Somewhat confused, Chen Jing removed the night vision goggles and mask of the dead gunman, and a dark and rough face of a man from Southeast China came into view.

really!

Unsurprisingly, these gunshots should be mercenaries active in the southeastern countries, and Wu Jianfei invited them specifically to deal with him.

Is this enough?

Chen Jing smiled disdainfully.

Da da da.

Da da da.

Da da da.

Chen Jing shot skillfully.

Under the rhythmic and precise barrage, three nearby gunmen were killed instantly.

These mercenaries were not idlers, and they quickly fired in his direction after hearing the gunfire.

But he had already moved out of the way.

With a strong physical foundation as a warrior and good shooting ability, it can be said that Chen Jing definitely has the upper hand over these non-martialists.

In a short time, when he had finished shooting all the bullets in this shuttle, the number of mercenaries present had been reduced by half.

A few Southeast dialect words suddenly sounded in the courtyard. Although I couldn't understand what they meant, I could detect the fear mixed in them by looking at their tone.

Chen Jing didn't care about this.

He threw down the useless automatic rifle in his hand, and then pulled out the sword from his waist.

Now, he was going to really start to get serious.

Every time the cold blade flashed in the dark night, it was followed by a shrill scream.

At this moment, Chen Jing was like an assassin in the night and a king in the shadows, erratic under the dark night sky.

Every pause represents the passing of a life.

The remaining mercenaries wanted to capture his specific location, but the opponent's speed was too fast, and their neural reactions could not keep up. Often the opponent would instantly disappear from the retina as soon as they fired, even if they were pre-judged

What was hit was just an afterimage.

It's not like they haven't killed warriors before.

Not to mention the mere second-level warriors according to the information given by the employer this time, even many third-level warriors have been killed by their guns.

But is the person in front of me really a second-level warrior?

The mercenary leader was seriously suspicious.

Finally, he couldn't bear the heavy casualties anymore and shouted "Retreat".

It's just too late.

None of the men around him responded. The fierce gunfire also disappeared.

His heart instantly sank to the bottom.

At this moment, heavy footsteps sounded deliberately in the courtyard.

Chen Jing walked out of the darkness, looked at the only remaining mercenary, glanced slightly at the gun he was aiming at with his hands clenched, and said indifferently:

"It's really sad. It seems that you are being used as cannon fodder by Wu Jianfei."

He didn't care whether the other party understood or not, he just wanted to chatter to himself after exercising for so long.

I just didn't expect the other party to actually strike up a conversation.

"Let's stop. Wu Jianfei deceived us and I'll help you deal with him together."

The tone was a little weird and a little choppy.

Even so, Chen Jing understood it clearly.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually wanted to defect in battle in order to survive.

It's just a pity, since he has killed so many people, he will not be stupid enough to shake hands and make peace now.

You have to pay attention to cutting the grass and roots in everything you do.

"Sorry, your strength is too weak. It's the same with or without you. So, let's go on the road with your brothers." Chen Jing shook his head and refused.

"Then let's die together!"

The mercenary leader with a desperate look on his face held down the trigger tightly, firing a series of bullets rapidly, and three inches of sparks erupted from the muzzle.

brush!

The bright white sword light suddenly reflected in his eyes.

The firearm in his hand was broken into two pieces along with an index finger.

Before he could react, another sword flashed by.

I saw a deep knife mark on his neck, and scarlet blood spurted out like a waterfall, dyeing a huge fan of blood on the ground.

Plop!

Accompanied by the sound of someone kneeling heavily behind him, Chen Jing walked toward the villa that was lit up for unknown reasons, holding a blood-stained sword in his hand.
Chapter completed!