Super Special Forces King

Chapter 700 No.41 Suicide

700.

The sudden sound of gunfire made everyone react differently.

Waltz's expression was a bit surprised. Hearing the gunshot, there should be a few hundred meters away.

Just who is shooting?

Could it be his own people?

It shouldn't be. The other special teams under his hand will take a few hours to arrive at the fastest, definitely not so fast.

Who the **** is that?

Tyrannosaurus Li Jian and student Wen Kaiqi both made the most vigilant judgments, instantly picked up the automatic rifle in their hands, and looked around vigilantly.

However, Zhang Feng's reaction is the most exaggerated.

"Exactly, things are not right, my brothers are clamoring."

Zhang Feng exaggeratedly yelled, turning his eyes to Tyrannosaurus Li Jian, and said in a deep voice: "Tyrannosaurus, you kill all of them, and the students and I will retreat first, and we will meet at that time!"

After finishing speaking, he poked his gun on Waltz's back and cursed: "What are you dazed about? Just leave."

The pain in his back was poked by the muzzle, but Waltz did not dare to resist in the slightest.

Not to mention that Zhang Feng has a gun in his hand, even if he doesn't, he dare not. Because he has seen with his own eyes how terrifying Zhang Feng's skills are.

Tyrannosaurus Li Jian was also a little confused, why he wanted to retreat suddenly, without head or tail.

At this moment, he saw Zhang Feng's hand stretched out behind his back and made two hand shapes.

Instantly understood what Zhang Feng meant, and nodded secretly.

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Zhang Feng escorted the Waltz out for a distance of about one kilometer, and there was another dull gunshot in the jungle behind him, and the place he had just stopped.

Waltz breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his captured squad must all die, because they saw their embarrassment, which is absolutely not allowed.

Walking a few kilometers away again, Zhang Feng said: "Take a rest and wait for them to come and meet."

Waltz naturally did not dare to ask any questions, and did not speak, with a gloomy face, he found a tree root and sat down.

After the Tyrannosaurus Li Jian and student Wen Kaiqi came to meet, Zhang Feng did not give the order to move on, because there were still monkeys who did not rush over, and number 41 was still in his hands.

"Tyrannosaurus, I will deal with the wounds, and you will take care of him." Zhang Feng pointed to the Waltz and said.

Tyrannosaurus Li Jian nodded, looking at Zhang Feng's waist, where the camouflage combat uniform had a long opening with blood stains on it.

Zhang Feng found a clean tree root and sat down, took off the camouflage uniform on his upper body, revealing the elastic vest inside.

The close-fitting elastic vest was wet with sweat and stuck to the body. The waist was also opened, and the **** wound at the gap was blurred.

Grasping the elastic vest, tearing it off from the body, revealing lean muscles.

The well-proportioned muscle lines are very angular, but not like the big fleshy bumps of bodybuilders, but very smooth.

On the back, the full back tattoos look shiny and shiny under the sweat.

Sinful angels, good and evil coexist, salvation and killing coexist.

Waltz frowned and looked at Zhang Feng's figure. Can such a figure burst out with such terrifying power? There is also a speed exceeding No. 41 and No. 42. Can such a figure really show it?

This is obviously in conflict with the organization's evaluation report. How did he train it?

Waltz thought that if he could get Zhang Feng into the organization and conduct in-depth research on him, he would definitely be able to create a stronger fighter!

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Zhang Feng’s yin and yang voice sounding: "Mr. Waltz, are you really interested in men? I don’t have any special hobbies, but I must be someone who wants to have a super friendship with you. There should be a lot, I can help!"

"Uh..." Tyrannosaurus Li Jian and the monkey were both chills, the two men...super friendship, think about it, there was a goose bump on their arms.

The corners of Waltz's mouth twitched twice, and he quickly turned his gaze back. At the same time, he couldn't help but slander in his heart, swearing that Zhang Feng's mouth was too bad!

Zhang Feng played against No. 41 and No. 42, naturally, he could think of Waltz looking at what he was thinking with shining eyes.

But the things that he had been genetically modified were said to be the most secret secrets in his heart, how could he let him know.

Ignoring other people, Zhang Feng found medical alcohol from his backpack and dipped it with a cotton swab, a little bit clear with **** wounds.

The wound was caused by Waltz shooting bullets that grazed the skin.

The bullet was like a plough, ploughed out of Zhang Feng's skin, with a wound with a depth of one centimeter.

The skin and flesh of the wound turned out, because the overturning of the bullet and the burning temperature festered the skin and flesh of the wound.

Zhang Feng can only disinfect the wound with alcohol first.

"Hiss." The severe pain made him unable to help but breathe in cold air, his face trembling slightly, his cheeks biting hard.

After getting used to the pain, take out the short knife from the knife bag and sterilize it with alcohol.

He took a deep breath, holding the knife firmly in his palm, close to the wound.

The sharp blade steadily and quickly cut off the festering skin and flesh, and Zhang Feng didn't stop until the blood came out.

Throwing away the short knife in his hand, Zhang Feng's face was already full of pain and sweat.

After taking a few heavy breaths, he took out the hemostatic gauze from the backpack, covered the wound, and finally wrapped the medical gauze around the waist several times and tied it.

As he was about to stand up and put on his clothes, Zhang Feng's eyes fell on his arm.

There was a bruise on the forearm of the left and right arms.

Brows frowned slightly, bruised? Is it just bruised?

At that time, he used his arms to resist the powerful foot of the white man, and suddenly he felt as if he had been hit by a train head-on, with a fierce pain and a bone breaking.

How could it be just bruised now?

Zhang Feng didn't know what was going on for a while, and before he could think about it, the monkey walked into his sight with a black man on his back.

"Crazy man, what use is it for you to let me get this dead man?" the monkey asked in surprise.

"died?"

Zhang Feng stood up abruptly, didn't feel in the mood to put on clothes, and walked over in stride.

Looking down at the black man who threw the monkey on the ground, the black man was already dead and couldn't die again.

The black man committed suicide.

All his face was filled with hideous blood holes, and all his facial features were deformed and blurred.

The monkey opened his mouth and said, "Crazy man, I was shocked when I saw him, his face was covered with blood, and his mouth was covered with stones, it was full!"

Zhang Feng did not expect that he broke his limbs and knocked out all his teeth. He could actually succeed in suicide!