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Chapter 111 Monster Duel

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The occasional screams sounded as if ghosts were laughing heartily.

The Red Tiger Gang's gunmen were all in danger and nervous, as if they were in a dark ice cellar.

Once you see a shadow passing by, fire a volley of bullets without hesitation.

Even if teammates were accidentally injured, they were completely ignored.

A gunman had a tense expression on his face, staring intently at a rustling sound coming from a certain direction.

Suddenly he realized something and slowly turned his head.

He saw a dark ghost face with red eyes, looking at him with its head tilted.

He opened his mouth in fear, and instantly a dagger pierced his throat, leaving him completely speechless.

Before the blood could spurt out, the blade was pulled out immediately.

The evil ghost seemed to escape back into the darkness and rushed silently towards another person not far away.

During this silent killing process, someone finally couldn't bear the pressure anymore.

A burst of crying and cursing came from the headset, as if someone had abandoned his gun and deserted.

With the first, there is the second.

More and more people chose to flee from this dark and bloody slaughterhouse, running into the darkness outside the warehouse which seemed brighter.

No matter how professional these gunmen that the Red Tiger Gang has spent a lot of money to train are, they are not regular soldiers after all.

Moreover, even if the army reaches this casualty rate, it will inevitably be defeated or choose to retreat.

Seeing that there is an extremely terrifying murderer lurking in the darkness, it is impossible for a normal person to continue to resist.

puff!

Fang Cheng stabbed with the knife in his right hand, and with his left hand he let go of the target's body whose heart was pierced, allowing it to fall limply to the ground.

Then use "Eagle Eye Vision" to expand your field of vision and observe the distribution locations and dynamic images of the remaining Red Tiger Gang members.

It was discovered that the figures were no longer gathering in groups, but were instead spreading out in all directions.

Obviously preparing to escape.

Fang Cheng was unable to cope with all of this for the moment, so he could only speed up and pounce on the nearest gunmen.

He was not obsessed with the feeling of the blade piercing the flesh, or using this silent killing method to create psychological pressure on the enemy.

The main reason is that the equipped magazine is almost used up, and it is obviously more economical to use a knife to kill the enemy at this time.

Because of this, as this silent killing unfolded, Fang Cheng's swordsmanship was constantly honed, and his skills and experience were increasing rapidly.

In the darkness, several pieces of information appeared before my eyes.

[Congratulations, after unremitting efforts, your skills have reached a higher level and have reached the master level]

[Sword Skills Level 2 (0/500)]

[Get enhanced rewards, skill special effect "Blade Storm"]

Fang Cheng glanced at the panel information without looking at it carefully.

Then he retracted his gaze and looked at a spiral staircase made of iron plates, and stepped on it.

This is a passage leading to the 3rd floor.

It is unlikely that the "important cargo" of the Red Tiger Gang would be placed on the first floor where there are many people and eyes.

As for the 2nd floor area.

During the melee just now, Fang Cheng had already conducted a thorough inspection and found no suspicious signs.

and so--

Wen Xin and those girls must be detained on the third floor.

While he was thinking, Fang Cheng had already stepped onto the platform at the top of the stairs.

Suddenly, a slightly strange and crisp sound was heard.

Ding.

This sound made Fang Cheng feel alarmed, and he jumped up without hesitation.

Almost at the same time, there was a loud "boom".

Along with the fierce flames of the explosion, a huge shock wave swept across the surroundings.

The entire iron staircase was almost shaken apart.

The smoke filled the air, almost completely blocking the view.

Three figures equipped with night vision goggles and holding submachine guns walked out of the darkness and smoke.

The iron plate supporting the feet made a creaking sound when stepped on.

There was a faint crackling sound of electricity and the voice of someone giving orders from the headset.

They seemed to be looking for the target body when they looked downstairs.

But I saw a dark ghost face with a faint red light flashing.

Then, the trigger was pulled.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Fang Cheng grabbed the gap in the railing with one hand and hung under the stairs.

After killing the enemy with three shots, he twisted his waist and jumped up again.

Looking at the three bodies on the ground, he quickly squatted down and searched.

Only two magazines of suitable caliber were found on one of them, and they were immediately inserted into the magazine pouch.

Then he picked up two submachine guns and looked up at the corridor in front of him, which was illuminated by lights but seemed extremely deep.

Faintly, I could hear the rising and falling sounds of breathing.

Obviously, there are still many people lying in ambush behind the doors of the rooms on both sides of the corridor.

Chug tug tug tut tut——

Two submachine guns, firing left and right.

The speeding bullets instantly turned the wooden door into a hornet's nest shape and also shattered the light bulbs and cameras hanging in the corridor.

Fang Cheng walked forward, firing his gun into the room.

Screams and screams continued to be heard, and blood flowed out from under the door.

After completely emptying the magazine and experiencing the fierce firepower.

Fang Cheng shook his head and threw away the submachine gun.

It was my first time using this thing and I always felt it was not very easy to use. The accuracy of several shots was ridiculous.

At this moment, several survivors rushed out with guns raised and shouting.

These guys seem to be the last remnants of the Red Tiger Gang.

Fang Cheng flashed and instantly pounced in front of one of them, rushing up to grab his wrist.

Bang bang bang!
All the bullets missed the target and hit several other accomplices.

Then he kneed the opponent in the abdomen, clamped the neck against the wall, and kicked the opponent in the liver.

Fang Cheng decided to use the most respectful way to the enemy - fighting skills, to get rid of these fearless soldiers.

Then, meet the final boss in person.

....................................

In front of the office surveillance video.

Wu Shihao stared at the dark screen and kept cursing at those who escaped.

Trying to continue commanding the battle was futile, and it seemed that the defeat was irreversible.

"Old Wu, don't be too anxious."

The young man standing next to him spoke up: "This killer is indeed a very strong shooter and very agile, but with me and Atai working together, he can only stop here tonight."

Wu Shihao glanced at him and frowned slightly.

It's already this late, but this guy still has the leisure to wipe the broken samurai sword in his hand with a cloth.

The muscular man heard this and then grinned:
"He's just a slightly more agile mouse. If we fight him unarmed, I can blow his head off with one punch!"

After the young warrior wiped the blade, he swung the sword horizontally, and a clear and pleasant trembling sound instantly came out.

Then, he added:

"After all, the number of bullets a gun can carry is limited, but my swordsmanship is unlimited."

The two men leisurely commented on the killer's skills, appearing very calm and composed.

Although the surveillance video is blurry and the opponent's specific shape and movements cannot be seen clearly.

But based on their experience, they speculate that it is nothing more than relying on the overwhelming advantage of high-tech equipment to first control the battlefield situation and then carry out hidden assassinations.

The two men thought that they were also martial arts masters, and under the right conditions and environment, one person could easily beat dozens of people. Wu Shihao was still a little worried after getting the guarantee.

His long-haired confidant and two other bodyguards who were guarding beside him also looked nervous, holding guns in their hands and aiming at the door.

The faint sounds of gunfire and screams coming from outside the door were gradually becoming weaker until they were completely silent.

However, Wu Shihao still felt the sound of footsteps, as if they were stepping on his heart.

Plop, plop, it keeps making noises.

Bang!

Suddenly, the solid wooden door of the office was kicked open.

A figure suddenly rushed in and rushed straight inside.

The two bodyguards' hands trembled immediately and they pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang bang!
In an instant, all the bullets in the gun were fired into the intruder's body.

After a few seconds, the bullets were emptied and the smoke cleared.

When everyone looked closely, they found that the body lying on the ground was actually a gunman who had been arranged outside.

Wu Shihao couldn't help but swear:
"Fuck, you two idiots, wait till you're sure before you hit me!"

He was filled with rage, but in an instant he became silent, like a duck with its throat pinched.

Because, at this time.

A figure wearing a pitch-black combat uniform and a ghost-faced mask was walking from the darkness into the bright room.

Wu Shihao and his three subordinates couldn't help but hold their breath.

The young warrior and the muscular man also looked solemn and serious.

Everyone turned their eyes to this "peerless killer" who single-handedly defeated nearly two hundred members of the Red Tiger Gang.

Fang Cheng walked into the office and quickly glanced at the environment and everyone's faces.

Then, he looked intently at the target person whom he had seen in the photo - Wu Shihao.

Feeling the fierceness from the eyes behind the mask, Wu Shihao's heart trembled, and he quickly spoke:
"Don't mess around. The two people standing next to me are the best masters of our gang. They are just as good as you in killing people!"

Fang Cheng's pupils shrank instantly when he heard this.

His gaze turned to the young man holding a samurai sword and the muscular man who looked like a bodybuilder.

"Could it be that they are the legendary invulnerable masters of the Red Tiger Gang?"

The thought flashed through my mind, and my body tensed up in preparation for the fierce battle that was about to begin.

Seeing Fang Cheng seemed to be frightened, Wu Shihao was slightly happy, so he pretended to be calm and advised:

"There are actually some misunderstandings between us. Now we can sit down and talk slowly. I believe there is nothing that cannot be resolved through negotiation..."

The muscular man suddenly waved his hand and interrupted Wu Shihao:
"We'll talk about your peace talks later!"

Then, he stared at Fang Cheng and challenged him to a fight:
"You seem to be in good physical shape. Do you have the guts to compete with me in fist fighting?"

Fang Cheng was stunned when he heard the muscular man opposite him actually challenge him to a duel.

Then he turned around and glanced at another "invulnerable" Red Tiger Gang master.

After a moment's thought, he nodded in agreement.

The two stood facing each other.

The muscular man twisted his thick neck and clenched his fists, and his joints crackled.

His height of about 1.9 meters stands like a wall in front of me, and his broad trapezius muscles connect his neck and shoulders.

Fang Cheng also put away his gun and butterfly knife, raised his arms, and assumed a classic boxing stance.

“It’s quite realistic.”

The muscular man grinned, and then his eyes suddenly became extremely fierce.

"Next, I will let you see what it means to have power beyond the limits of ordinary people!"

As he spoke, his muscles bulged, and he kicked off, launching the first attack.

With a sprint step, he threw a straight punch with his back hand, which made a whistling sound and hit Fang Cheng's neck exposed under his mask with incredible speed.

Wu Shihao was also watching the game with bated breath.

I just felt that the sandbag-sized fist was like a hammer, which could crack the opponent's mask and smash his head with one punch.

He knew that although these two "overseers" looked like normal people, their essence was the same as the "experimental subjects" lying in the container.

Because they also usually inject that mysterious blue potion to enhance their physical fitness.

However, the dosage is controlled very small and no abnormal rejection phenomenon has occurred so far.

Even so, their physical strength is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people!
Fang Cheng's eyes were solemn, but there was no sign of fear of fighting.

Instead, I felt a strong sense of excitement and anticipation.

He took steps forward and backward, lowering his waist slightly to keep his stance firm.

Since he knew that the other party was the Red Tiger Gang's top expert, he naturally had to use all his strength to fight him.

In an instant, he pushed off the ground with his right foot, twisted his waist and hips, and retracted his right arm.

It was as if all the strength of the whole body was twisted into a rope.

Then, like a loom that was tightened to the limit, it suddenly loosened and he swung his right arm.

He actually met the opponent's fist that was falling like a hammer with an equally simple and violent back-hand straight punch.

boom!
Two fists made of flesh and blood, one above and one below, slammed into each other.

At the same time, there was a "crack" sound, which was the sound of bones breaking.

Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream was heard.

Before Wu Shihao could show any joy in his eyes, he immediately realized something was wrong.

He stared at the scene in front of him in amazement.

The muscular man's fist seemed to be smashed into pieces by a hammer.

Then, the whole arm was twisted like a pretzel and broke easily one after another.

Bones were exposed and blood and flesh were everywhere. The scene was extremely scary.

The killer, who looked much thinner, actually completely broke Artest's arm with just one punch.

The young warrior who was watching the fight nearby was shocked when he saw this.

Then, without hesitation, he swung the samurai sword in his hand and launched a sneak attack on Fang Cheng from behind.

laugh!
A silver lightning flashed by and slashed across the body wearing black combat uniform.

Suddenly split it into two halves.

Then, the two halves of the body dissipated like smoke.

Unfortunately, it was just an afterimage.

The young warrior reacted quickly. He raised his hand and almost instinctively made a blocking move with his sword.

Zheng————

With a dazzling spark, the butterfly knife and the samurai sword collided with each other.

The young warrior breathed a sigh of relief.

In the blink of an eye, the black figure disappeared again, leaving only a ray of light that stung his pupils.

Then, the tingling sensation spread to his neck.

The young warrior opened his mouth slightly and took a few steps back.

Then his head tilted and fell towards his back.

Half of his neck was cut by the blade.

Blood suddenly gushed out like a fountain and spilled all over the ground.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath and swung his sword to get rid of the blood.

Looking at the two top masters who were easily defeated by him, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

The muscular man's screams came into Fang Cheng's ears, bringing him back to his senses.

When he turned his head to look, he kicked up.

Kick the surviving master's head and relieve his pain.

The office then fell into dead silence.

Wu Shihao, Changfa, and the two bodyguards all stared blankly at the horrifying scene before them.

My legs couldn't help but tremble and cold sweat poured down.

Looking at the black figure walking towards them, it was like seeing a humanoid monster.

"You...don't come over!"

(End of this chapter)