Chapter Nine Hundred and Eighty Eighth Cut Him

"Damn it, how dare you do this in front of me?" Hearing this, Li Yunlong became so angry that he swiped his ghostly sword and was about to cut Yongfu Bozhi in half. Monk Wei, Duan Peng and other fighting masters were also eager to try, but none of them moved as fast as Shen Long.

Shen Long jumped up, rushed to the front of Yongfu Bozhi in three steps and two steps, and said to him in Japanese, "I have heard your name, and today I will avenge the Chinese who died under your hands."

"Then come on!" Yongfu Bozhi shouted with a ferocious face, and at the same time he clenched his samurai sword with both hands and pointed at Shen Long, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He didn't have a weapon in his hand, how could he challenge me?

Shen Long stepped on a handful of 38 caps left by the little devil, twisted and picked them up, and the 38 caps flew up. Shen Long reached out and took the 38 caps into his hand; oh, he was going to use a bayonet and I compete, Yongfu Bozhi thought so, Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang and others in the distance also thought the same.

Unexpectedly, Shen Long surprised them again. With a click, Shen Long removed the bayonet from the 38 cover, threw the gun aside, and held the bayonet in his right hand to signal Yong Fubozhi that he was ready.

"How did Xiao Shen do this! The bayonet is so short, I'm afraid it will be a disadvantage in a one-on-one fight, right?" Zhao Gang at the back couldn't help but get a little nervous. ...

"Political commissar, don't worry, the little devil wants to take advantage of the leader, I'm afraid it's wishful thinking, let alone him, even if you come with ten or eight devils, they will not be the leader's opponent!" Monk Wei Scratching his head, he said, he really couldn't be more clear about Shen Long's level of kung fu.

"I'm thinking about it, I'm afraid this little devil is going to be in trouble!" Duan Peng gloated, seeing that Zhao Gang was puzzled, he also specially explained, "Political commissar, think about it, if the bayonet is not removed, then the attacking Most of the time, it is stabbed with a bayonet, and half of the little devil's life will be gone. After it is removed, it will become a long dagger. The team leader probably intends to torture him slowly, cutting him one by one, this little devil Some took it!"

"Haha, the scholar is so lethargic! But I like it!" Li Yunlong also understood that Shen Long didn't want the little devil to die too happily.

"Isn't this messing around!" This was not in line with discipline, and Zhao Gang was a little dissatisfied.

"Hey, old Zhao, can you stop being so disappointing? The little devils are almost wiped out by us, so you can't let the big guys have fun?" Just at this moment, the little devil's defense line has been completely broken through. The remaining few devils were still fighting in the bunker, and it was only a matter of time before they could be wiped out. The victory of this battle was already decided, otherwise Li Yunlong would not have allowed Shen Long and that little devil to have fun.

"Yeah~~~~" While speaking, the situation in the arena has changed, Yongfu Bozhi rushed towards Shen Long with a roar, raised his samurai sword with both hands and slashed at the head!

"It's too slow, too slow! You still want to kill me at your speed?" Shen Long flashed past him lightly, and the bayonet touched his rib lightly, and it opened in his rib. A small gash was made, and blood came out along Yongfu Bozhi's military uniform; in fact, Shen Long had the opportunity to wipe his neck directly just now, but for such a murderous demon king, how could he let him die so simply? ?

"Okay! Master, did you see that? The head is definitely playing with him!" Monk Wei said excitedly to Li Yunlong. During the training in the special camp, Shen Long taught him a lot.

"Haha, when this little devil meets a scholar, he will be unlucky for eight lifetimes!" Li Yunlong slammed his mouth,

It's a pity that you can't watch such an interesting thing while drinking sweet potatoes; at the same time, he also admires Shen Long's kung fu from the bottom of his heart. If you want Li Yunlong to do it by himself, you can definitely do it by cutting Yongfu Bozhi with a knife, but it's so easy It is absolutely impossible to moles Yongfu Bozhi.

Damn it, it's just that I'm not as educated as a scholar, and I can't even match shooting and hand-to-hand combat. How is this kid so good? Li Yunlong was also a little depressed, if he knew that he couldn't even drink alcohol than Shen Long, he would probably be even more depressed, right? Of course, it is also possible to drag Shen Long to drink every day from now on. After all, it is not easy to find an opponent who can drink as much as him.

This knife is neither light nor heavy, and it will neither make Yong Fubozhi lose his fighting power nor make him feel too good. Feeling the pain from his ribs, Yong Fubozhi's mouth twitched, and at the same time his mood fell to the bottom. At that moment of confrontation, he already understood that he was far from the opponent in front of him.

But the stubborn Yongfu Bozhi refused to admit defeat. He roared like a pig again, and charged at Shen Long with a samurai sword. The situation was almost the same as before. , but this time it was changed from the left rib to the right rib.

The pain and humiliation dazzled Yongfu Bozhi's mind, he completely gave up his defense, and launched a frenzied attack with the posture of dying together, but all this was useless, Shen Long's speed and reaction were far beyond him, In his eyes, Yongfu Hirozhi's movements were as slow as a tortoise.

Shen Long kept brushing past Yong Fu Bozhi, and the bayonet in his hand kept splashing traces of blood on his body. The original main function of the bayonet was to stab, and the blade was not so sharp. It not only relieved Yongfu Bozhi's pain, but also increased Shen Long's joy.

As the battle progressed, there were more and more wounds on Yong Fu Bozhi's body. None of these wounds were fatal. Shen Long kept his control, even if Yong Fu Bozhi wanted to take the initiative to put his neck on the knife edge.

The little devils around have been completely cleaned up by the People's Liberation Army, and now it seems that there is only Yong Fubozhi left on the battlefield. More and more People's Liberation Army came to watch, and Yongfu Bozhi gradually fell into despair.

"Ah!" In desperation, Yongfu Bozhi simply turned the samurai sword upside down and tried to commit suicide by harakiri, but Shen Long didn't even want to give him the chance to commit suicide. He made a not-so-heavy cut.

Then Shen Long continued to use the bayonet to stick the samurai sword, adding wounds to Yong Fubo's body. Shen Long counted silently in his heart. When he counted more than two hundred, Shen Long used the bayonet to cut his throat. Take the wound as revenge for the innocent who died under your hands!

Tsk, the leader is really cruel, he cut this little devil alive!

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