I can go back to the mysterious age

The fiery red flames expanded outwards violently, like a blooming lotus, licking the air wantonly.

The surging high-temperature airflow lifted the hem of Kashu's clothes, and the golden hair also spread to both sides, revealing the cross-shaped indentation on the smooth forehead. On the side, Feng Liusi raised his left hand slightly, and two red fingers pinched a piece of explosive iron.

It was obviously the metal parts that were blown away just now.

Both of them quickly avoided the rocket.

In fact, this level of attack did not have the power to kill Kashu Feng Liusi. However, it would also affect the serious injuries, so it is natural to avoid it.

The fighters in the secret martial arts world are at the "B" level in the classification of the black agency, which is similar to the level of hot weapon rockets.

If the master fighters resist hard, they will definitely be injured.

This group of killers of unknown origin even took out this kind of weapon, but it was a pity that they almost wanted to trick Kashu and others.

Long-range threats can be easily detected by the keen senses of martial artists. The vision and hearing of this level of secret warriors are far superior to those of ordinary people. Sometimes they can be detected from a distance of 100 meters.

They can completely dodge when rockets are launched.

They can easily leave the explosion range.

Only when they suddenly burst out at a very close distance can they cause damage to martial artists with hot weapons. However, if the distance is close enough, martial artists also have a keen premonition of danger. Aura and spirit are the products of spirit, and they have their own strange effects.

Even if they are not released, they are gathered in the body. They can also stay alert at all times and detect some dangers. It's like the sixth sense and the seventh sense, which is very strange and wonderful.

In short, it is difficult to target martial artists. Unless a large group of people bomb with rockets and directly cover the range.

Or beyond visual range strikes, anti-material sniper rifles, etc.

Or it is a fair duel, with extraordinary masters of the same "B" level fighting head-on with hostile martial artists.

Otherwise, it can generally only play a harassing and obstructive role.

Next to the blazing metal fireball, Kaxiu and Feng Liusi looked at each other, and rushed forward the next second. The whole person almost turned into a black cheetah on the road. Every time he stepped on the ground, his figure would leap like a flash.

He crossed more than ten meters in one step, and the wind whistled past his ears.

"Not dead? Hurry up and use the heavy machine gun!"

Someone with sharp eyes in the blue car shouted loudly.

Suddenly, the glass of the rear window of the car was shattered. A black, heavy gun covered with metallic luster was mounted on the rear cover of the car. The gun body was thick, with ferocious edges and corners, and there was a whole thick bullet belt on the side. The tip of the bullet was brass-colored.

The gunman aimed slightly and pulled the trigger fiercely.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dull shooting sound different from ordinary guns sounded.

Suddenly, it became a piece on the empty road.

More than a dozen bullets were fired per second, and the 11.5mm caliber killing weapons formed a whole barrage in the air.

In front of it, the fragile flesh and blood was just a pool of mud.

Even if you wear several layers of bulletproof clothing or iron armor, it is useless. Once you are hit by bullets continuously, most ordinary people will die on the spot, and low-level secret warriors are also afraid.

However, heavy machine guns used to be able to threaten Kashu who had not reached the level of fighters. Now, it is far from enough...

The metal bullets hit the seemingly delicate and white skin, but it was like hitting an alloy with extremely hardness.

It could only leave small white dots, making a clanging sound of metal collision. Kashu B (45)'s defense is no joke, it is almost twice that of a normal veteran fighter! He forced his way forward in the golden sparks.

"Damn! It's useless. The heavy machine gun is useless!"

In the back seat, the gunman who was shooting crazily with his shoulder against the butt of the gun trembled because of the strong recoil and cursed.

"He's going to catch up with us! Bill, another rocket launcher! Only this will work on him!" Someone in the car shouted.

"All the people in Group A are dead, but what about the people in Group C?!"

Amidst a burst of abuse, two grenades were thrown from the window to the back. They spun in the air and flew towards Kaxiu.

With a snap, he raised his hand and fanned the grenade away and exploded it.

The close-range fragmentation explosion did not have any important effect, only the edge of Kaxiu's palm was slightly charred.

After a few breaths, the charred black turned back to white.

"Grenades won't work on him. Where are the people in Group C?! They have a rocket launcher there, they can cover each other..."

"Is Bill ready? Fire another one to the back!"

"Drive more steadily..."

The members of Group "B" in the blue car were all anxious and scared. They felt like they were being chased by a monster.

"I'll do it."

A man carrying a rocket launcher appeared in the rear window.

Aiming at Kaxiu, he fired without hesitation.

The shell spewed flames and blasted out. There was a loud bang in the back, and a ball of fire exploded on the ground.

The fireball rose, blocking the sight of several people.

The machine gunner looked back solemnly and expectantly. The man named Bill breathed a sigh of relief and was about to put down the rocket launcher.

A black shadow suddenly jumped out of the flames.

The speed was as fast as a cannonball.

Bill looked at the sharp face that appeared in front of him in an instant, and two words popped up in his mind: It's over!

Bang! ! !

The punch hit the back cover of the car like a meteorite. The huge force surged and roared, like a steamroller weighing more than ten tons pressing down. As expected, the iron cover twisted, dented and collapsed, causing the entire car to lose its balance.

The two front wheels of the blue vehicle flew directly into the air, and the butt of the vehicle pressed hard on the concrete ground, causing a stream of flames to appear from the friction.

The car that was traveling at high speed stopped instantly.

The machine gunner clung to the edge to prevent himself from falling through the hole. He reluctantly raised his head and suddenly saw a pair of scarlet eyes, inside which was a blood vulture that was getting bigger and bigger.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

At one glance, the gunman's spirit was completely shattered. The courage of a fighter can have a crushing impact on ordinary people.

Although Cardiff has never practiced anything like psychological suggestion or hypnosis, now he can make anyone's fear collapse just by looking at him on the street.

Just like the life shock that comes with dark creatures.

"Who sent you here?"

Ka Xiu grabbed the bottom of the car body with one hand, and drilled into the iron sheet above like an electric drill with one hand. he asked the gunman.

"Yes...yes...yes...Lord Black Peacock..."

The gunman burst into tears and spoke as he wept. He seemed to be hallucinating at this moment, feeling like he was wrapped in a blood-red world, with a frighteningly thick bloody mist everywhere. At the top of the mist, a towering being asked. Every sentence is shocking to the soul.

"Who is the Black Peacock?" Card Xiu continued to ask.

"It's the door...bang!"

Suddenly there was an explosion in the car. It turned out that someone knew that the mission had failed, so he immediately pulled out the grenade and planned to commit suicide.

Due to the narrow body of the vehicle, the grenade exploded at close range. No one in Group B survived, including the gunman who was directly killed.

Ka Xiu smashed the entire car with a black face, the car shook violently on the ground, and the metal structure let out a tooth-grinding groan. The gunman's body slipped through the hole and fell to the ground.

There are four black and green grenades hanging on his waist.

When Feng Liusi arrived in Sheng Feinan's car, he saw Kaxiu leaning against the blue vehicle, playing with a grenade in his hand. His clothes were severely damaged, and the torn hem of his coat was constantly fluttering in the wind, outlining a slightly thin figure.

"How is it? What's the situation?" Feng Liusi asked.

He didn't catch up with Card Xiu, so it was naturally impossible for a few ordinary human gunmen to pose any fatal threat to him.

"It should be someone from the sect organization." Card Xiu replied.

There is no residual aura of dark creatures on these people, so they cannot be members of the Blood Spirit Society. The gunman who just had a mental breakdown also said it was the door, although the entire sentence was interrupted.

"They also mentioned something about the Black Peacock, and the latter title is "Sir". I'm afraid he is a person with a high status in the sect organization..."

Card Xiu weighed the grenade and said slowly.

"Black Peacock? I know this person. Since the defeat ten years ago, I have been asking the Blood Eagle Organization to pay attention to the movements of the Sect Organization and collected some intelligence. Black Peacock, like Sword Demon Garolo, is also a member of the Sect Organization. a core member of

There was a look of reminiscence in Feng Liusi's eyes.

"This man is probably also a master. He appeared in the eastern part of the Hongli Federation five years ago. He participated in a very dangerous extraordinary event and became one of the few winners who survived. Personally, I predict that he will have at least a fighter-level strength. …”

"I don't know whether it's a veteran fighter level or Sword Demon Garolo's level. According to my opinion, he should be weaker than Sword Demon Garolo. After all, Garolo is famous for his lethality and offensiveness. The combat effectiveness is top notch..."

Feng Liusi made a simple analysis and finally locked the Black Peacock's strength at the stage of veteran fighter to Sword Demon Garolo.

"The Sect Organization has sent more than one core member to Donghai County. It seems that there is something about the Tulip Antiques Exhibition that particularly attracts them! Hahaha... I won't let them get what they want..."

He suddenly laughed and narrowed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking about. A few people briefly communicated for a while.

Then he got into the Huanmeng car from St. Feinan.

Fortunately, I was prepared in advance, otherwise I would have to "borrow" the car again.

The car moved forward slowly, and Ka Xiu, who was sitting by the window, was still playing with the grenade. Until the car body passed the broken blue car, four grenades with the latch unplugged were thrown over.

In the car, a dead body with a face covered in blood suddenly came to life. With wide eyes, he looked at the four grenades in his arms.

At the last second, he left a sad last word.

"TMD, where are the people from Group C!!!"

The black car moved forward like a long, streamlined fish swimming in the water. Suddenly there were four consecutive explosions behind him.

Because they were so close, they seemed to be connected in all directions.

With a bang, Ka Xiu slightly looked back.

I saw the wreckage of a car burning like a fireball.

In the red firelight that obscured his vision, there seemed to be a hand struggling. It gradually turns into a withered black charcoal color in the high temperature.

Two minutes later.

The black Huanmeng car moved forward and soon passed a car driving slowly on the roadside. After a while, until the back of the Huanmeng car disappeared, the slow-moving car stopped and gradually leaned against the roadside.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing four sweaty men inside. They looked a little nervous and looked uneasy.

From time to time he looked ahead, as if he was afraid of something.

The breeze blew by, and the few people felt slightly cooler, and the uneasiness in their hearts disappeared as the Huanmeng car drove away.

"Team leader, the people in Group A and Group B have probably been killed by the target... What should we do next?" From the passenger seat, the man took a few deep breaths and asked relaxedly.

"What should I do? Of course I have to go back. The mission failed."

The bald man in the driver's seat said angrily.

"Ah? We abandoned the people in Group A and Group B and didn't cause any harm to the mission target. Wouldn't it be wrong to go back?"

The man in the passenger seat opened his mouth.

"Can you speak!?" The bald man slapped the man on the head: "What do you mean we abandon Group A and Group B? This is called a strategic retreat! Didn't you see how vicious they are? They will directly destroy Group A as soon as they take action. The whole car is overturned! Damn it, the rocket launcher is useless! We will die if we go up there."

He glanced at the members in the car with fierce eyes: "Faced with this situation, I believe the brothers in Group A and Group B will understand us. There is a big gap between the mission objectives and intelligence. Group A was immediately defeated, and Group B The group was also entangled and couldn’t escape.”

"Brothers must also hope that we, a single seedling, will survive to pass on information. We cannot live up to their expectations..."

The bald man's tone was inexplicably sad.

The man in the passenger seat opened his mouth, but did not refute in the end. It seemed that the fantasy scene described by the team leader comforted his guilty mind. Yes, brothers will definitely understand...

He paused and simply asked another question.

"Boss, we haven't made any achievements. We haven't even fired a single shot. We will inevitably be punished by the organization if we go back."

"Who says we haven't made any achievements? Didn't we destroy one of the other side's cars with a rocket launcher?! Isn't that true?"

The bald man slapped him again.

"Ah?" The man stood there dumbfounded. He seemed to understand something and was enlightened. But then there were questions.

"Yes, but our ammunition..."

Phew~~~Boom! ! !

A rocket flew out of the window and glided past. Finally, it exploded far away, leaving a red fire spot in the field of vision. The bald team leader put down the rocket launcher on his shoulder, turned around and patted the man in the passenger seat on the shoulder.

"Group A, Group B, and Group C performed this mission. Due to inconsistent intelligence, the battle was extremely difficult. Group A and Group B were wiped out. Only Group C barely escaped and destroyed a target car with a rocket launcher. I don't know. Whether it caused casualties."

"do you understand?"