"Damn, who is this?" Han Yichen retreated and raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face.

But just as Han Yichen wiped his right hand and blocked his eyes, a pair of bright silver hooks cut horizontally from behind the stone pillar. One hook cuts towards Han Yichen's face and the other hook cuts towards Han Yichen's neck.

The timing of this attack was definitely the right time to pinch it. The person who waved the double hook to attack was a pale young man, who was a little abnormally white, like a ghost walking out of the night.

The moment the attack was taken, the young man, who looked like a ghost, had a grim smile on his face, and he muttered in a low voice: "Kill another one, and there will be another competitor."

Click!

However, just when the double hooks seemed to be about to kill Han Yichen, a nunchak suddenly appeared in front of Han Yichen.

Originally, Han Yichen's hands, which seemed to be smearing blood, straightened the nunchakra, but actually blocked the double hook at the critical moment.

hey-hey!

At the same time, a smug sneer appeared on Han Yichen's face, "You want to kill me with this method? Don't say that I've discovered you long ago. Even if I didn't find it, I still have brothers...my brother..."

When Han Yichen spoke, he turned his head and looked at Liu Feng, but he never thought that Liu Feng was standing beside him just now, but now he can't even find a shadow.

"Damn! Where is my brother?" Han Yichen got furious and kicked his opponent in the stomach.

The young man with a pale face like a ghost was also very strong. He jumped back and hid more than ten meters away, and then quickly retreated behind a stone pillar.

"Md! You run fast."

Han Yichen really wanted to chase the enemy, but then he seemed to remember something and stopped again, and shouted: "Brother, Liu Feng, where have you been?"

"Here is here!"

Liu Feng's voice suddenly sounded, and he walked out from behind with a corpse, "That guy was not alone just now. You can deal with one, I will deal with one."

thump!

Liu Feng threw the corpse to the ground. The body was very similar to the person who attacked Han Yichen with a double hook just now, and his face was also extremely pale.

"Bastard, you actually killed my brother!"

The guy who hid behind the stone pillar suddenly rushed out again. An unhealthy dark red appeared on his obviously pale face. He lifted his double hooks and walked towards Liu Feng and the other two step by step, his eyes full of murderous aura.

"Brother, twins?" Han Yichen asked with his nunchaku shaking.

Liu Feng said with a smile: "The two ghosts in the Middle East are two Arab masters active in the Middle East. The dead one is called Tolpin, and the living one is called Tolmin. These two idiots like to attack others the most. Unexpectedly, this kind of guy also came to participate in the Qianlong List."

"You...how do you know I...you are..."

"You recognize me? Once a team of mine was on a mission in the Middle East, but it turned out that the two of you had a bad time. I have always wanted to pull you out."

As Liu Feng spoke, he quickly rushed towards Thormin.

At the same time, Thormin suddenly threw away the double hook and took out a pistol from his waist.

"Mr. King of Hell, you have good kung fu. Can you still be better than a gun? I..."

Click!

Just as Thormin was about to pull the trigger, Liu Feng took the gun in his hand like lightning.

At this moment, Thormin was frightened, because not only was Liu Feng's speed extremely fast, but he was also snatching the gunman. The pistol turned quickly in his hand as if it was alive, pointing the muzzle at Thormin's eyebrows.

"The gun is not what you use!"

Liu Feng's mouth raised a smile of death, and a dazzling fire blew out from the black muzzle.
Chapter completed!