The death of the two thugs did not stop Zhang Feng from killing. After sweeping the two thugs over, they sent them to the west again, there were only a few thugs left in the cab.

The six bosses, as well as two or three kittens, hid in the corner tremblingly.

"Shoot, why don't you?"

The long sword pointed to the corner, Zhang Feng's face was mocking, and his eyes were still cold, and his killing spirit was not diminished at all.

"You...you..."

Li Carl wanted to negotiate and spend money on life or something. After all, although the money was good, he would not bring it with him even if he didn't bring it with him until he died. He had to save his life to spend money.

But the moment he looked at Zhang Feng, he couldn't say a complete sentence. His powerful cold murderous intent deeply shocked him.

"I want to spend money to buy my life?" Zhang Feng asked coldly.

Li Carl was so nervous that he couldn't speak, so he could only nod.

"I don't like your dirty money, go to death!"

The roar sounded, and Zhang Feng held a fierce knife in his hand, stabbed Li Carl fiercely with one move.

Li Carl also has a bodyguard around him, the kind who is the most loyal subordinate who can sell his life to him. At this critical moment, this subordinate suddenly dodged and completely exposed Li Carl to Zhang Feng's blade.

"Puff!" The long knife pierced through Li Kael's neck, and a shocked expression remained on his face. Then, Zhang Feng died tragically on the spot when he shook the long knife.

A dignified generation of black heroes, secretly raising the boss of the mercenary group, died under the betrayal of his subordinates. He did not close his eyes until he died.

"I...has nothing to do with me, I want to live!"

After selling Li Kahl's men, he screamed a few times, ran towards the hole in the cabin door, but before he could run out of the cabin, a blood-stained knife appeared on his chest.

"I hate selling my own things, so you can die too!"

Zhang Feng stared at the person in the corner and said indifferently, then pulled out the long sword and pointed at everyone with the blade stained with blood.

Behind him was a man who slowly knelt down, and finally fell to the ground, highlighting Zhang Feng's fierce and wild figure.

This scene was very shocking. The dozen people in the corner seemed to be ignorant girl staring at by a snake head, trembling and dared not resist.

Zhang Feng's eyes flew over the faces of these people one by one, locking in Baru.

"You are still a ninth-grade warrior. Do you have no courage to fight with me? Are you as a warrior? Have you been eaten by a dog?" The tip of the knife pointed at Baru, and Zhang Feng's words pointed directly at a warrior's heart.

Baru, who was blocking Klaus, took a deep breath, pushed away the person blocking him, walked out, and pressed the tip of the fierce sword with his chest.

"I will die, but I will use my life to maintain my dignity as a warrior!"

Baru raised his arms and slammed heavily at the long knife in front of his chest.

Zhang Feng would not let the evil sword be smashed by him. It took him a full month to forge the evil sword. The memorial significance far exceeds the actual combat value.

The long sword was retracted, and the next moment there was a loud noise. Baru's arms collided together, and the steel gloves actually hit Mars under the collision. The scene was very scary, which shows how powerful he was.

"The power is good, it's a pity. You killed too much, your temperament has changed drastically, and you have lost the opportunity to resolve the anger and impact higher-level cultivation!"

Zhang Feng said slowly, as if it was a pity.

After saying that, the long sword suddenly poked out and used a fierce straight stab. The fierce long sword turned into a terrifying geek, which could pierce the obstacles of time and space and reach the target directly.

This move has its own explanation. It seems simple, but in fact it contains all the basic skills of the caster, not only the three elements of fast, ruthless and accurate, but it is difficult to stab such a perfect knife without hundreds of contacts every day for many years.

In Baru's eyes, he could no longer see the long sword. There was a sharp light in front of him, as if the tip of the sword had magnified tens of thousands of times, blocking his vision.

"No!"

The roar sounded, and Baru waved his fists, trying to set up defenses on his chest, using the steel fist gloves on his hands and the arm guards on his forearms to block Zhang Feng's knife.

"puff……"

He miscalculated. The long sword not only broke through the defense of his arms, but also pierced deeply into his left chest, protruded from his back, pierced through his clothes, and a bloody tip of the knife emerged.

The people in the corner behind were all frightened and trembled. They stared at the protruding tip of the knife behind Baru, and could not move their eyes anyway.

The ninth-grade master Baru was killed by Zhang Feng with one move...

Is this the strength of the great master?

"What a pity, your strength is much worse than I thought. It seems that if I had not resolved my anger back then, my strength would not be much stronger than you now."

Zhang Feng was glad and pulled out the long sword hard, leaving Baru to the end, so he didn't bother to look at him more.

Although I miss the old man and am grateful for his wisdom in his decision back then, the past is gone and people cannot look back, but they must look forward.

"Master?Master!"

A few words appeared in Baru's mouth, and he finally closed his eyes, his heart was pierced, and his brain would lose oxygen supply in a short period of time. He just fainted at this moment, but it was at most three minutes before death.

"What about the master, it's a difficult goal to achieve, do you think, right?"

Zhang Feng faced the dozen people in the corner, grinned and laughed again, as if he was mocking himself, but in fact he was mocking these people for overestimating their abilities and insisting on challenging the bottom line of a great master.

If time goes back to the past, Zhang Feng will learn that his opponent is a great master, he will definitely leave and will never feel uncomfortable.

Now, the Grand Master is him, and the person who causes trouble himself is the group of two fools in front of him.

“…”

No one responded to Zhang Feng. All of these people showed expressions of about to cry.

"Zhang Feng, there is no hatred between me and you. It was wrong for me to assassinate you before. I am willing to compensate you and I can pay more money to buy my cheap life. Do you think, is that OK?"

Heihu smiled with a shy face, nervously and pleasing, and wanted to kneel down for Zhang Feng.

No one laughed at him, and they could do anything to survive.

However, the next moment, everyone's expressions froze on their faces, because they saw that after a cold light flashed by, the black tiger's head rolled to the ground, and in the bloody rain, his body fell down with a bang.

Zhang Feng did not hesitate at all and directly killed the Heihu.

"Don't take out your dirty money to pollute my hands!"

After saying that, his cold eyes locked on the next person.

This guy is a thug. The moment he looked at Zhang Feng, he knew that he was dead. However, driven by his strong survival instinct, he jumped out, intending to break through the window and escape from the cab, then jumped into the sea and escape.

The cold light passed by, the guy fell to the ground, his abdomen was opened, and his internal organs...

"Today, no one can escape!"
Chapter completed!