The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Briggs once again dodged Marcus Nkrumah's punch.

The two are not on the same level.

Marcus Nkrumah had great fighting ability, had a steel chin, and punched with great force. Even if he hadn't received a punch, Briggs could still feel the exaggerated power of the black man.

But the only thing is that compared to Briggs, Marcus Nkrumah was too slow.

Briggs was cold and threw another uppercut, hooking Marcus Nkrumah in the stomach.

At this time, Marcus Nkrumah suddenly made a move that Briggs did not expect.

He raised his legs and roared: "Sparta!"

I am...

Briggs never expected that in a good boxing match, Marcus Nkrumah would kick!

If you show your legs, you show your legs. Why the hell do you call a black man "Spartan"?

When he was kicked, Briggs heard a child in the room yelling: "What a kick. Marcus, you are so awesome!"

Then Briggs flew backwards.

Marcus Nkrumah flew over, rode on Briggs who fell to the ground, raised his fist as big as a bowl of ocean, and smashed it with a bang.

The first round of smashing went straight. By the third round of blows, Briggs was already unconscious.

Benjamin Goldberg saw that the enemy seemed to be motionless, so he ran out with relief: "Marcus, stop quickly. Listen to my advice, show mercy and let him breathe."

Marcus Nkrumah listened first to his master and second to Benjamin Goldberg.

He got up,

Benjamin Goldberg ran over, stretched out his hand to test Briggs' breath, and shook his head: "It's a pity, Marcus, he didn't make it through, and passed away peacefully."

Marcus Nkrumah looked at the unrecognizable Briggs and couldn't help scratching his head.

And Mishan, who was eating grass not far away, turned his lips and spat again, showing a mocking expression...

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Zhao Chuanxin tried holding the rifle with one hand, but obviously this could not guarantee accuracy.

He holds the Madsen machine gun in both hands, which has greater recoil. When fighting, he basically presses the muzzle of the gun, which can only roughly guarantee the shooting range.

The recoil of the rifle is actually not much worse than the Madsen machine gun, and it will affect his wounds.

Finally, he took the submachine gun from Wilhelmina's hand: "Let's go, you are in front, we go deep into the forest, and I will block the bullets for you."

At this time, no serious body armor had appeared, and Wilhelmina didn't think that Zhao Chuanxin's slightly bloated-looking clothes were really invulnerable.

So, I was a little touched.

Besides Zhao Chuanxin, who else would take a bullet for her?

I'm afraid there won't be anyone there.

"Let me help you."

"A woman is a woman, Momojiji, leave as soon as you are told."

Women are one-minded animals.

When Wilhelmina felt that Zhao Chuanxin was a bad person, she felt that he would cause trouble in everything.

When her impression changed, she felt that even if Zhao Chuanxin spoke impatiently, it was for her own good.

"Then be careful, I can fight too. These damn bastards, they deserve to go to hell."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and lead the way."

Wilhelmina and Zhao Chuanxin walked one behind the other, heading deeper into the forest.

Zhao Chuanxin was limping and walking was extremely difficult.

After walking fifty meters away, he felt cramps in pain.

An inconspicuous vine on the ground tripped him down.

Wilhelmina heard the sound and hurried back to help him up.

Zhao Chuanxin touched it twice dishonestly.

Wilhelmina didn't even resist.

"It's time now, please be more honest."

"It's okay. This can promote blood circulation and is good for me."

Wilhelmina didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Don't you know how to be afraid?"

"Why aren't you afraid?" Even though his face was pale and his lips were chapped, Zhao Chuanxin still said with a smile, "But as the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger. When I think about becoming a king, I'm not afraid anymore."

"I always have to emphasize that he is a royal husband, not a king."

After saying that, Wilhelmina stamped her feet and was walked around again.

"Hehe, that's what you said."

While laughing, Zhao Chuanxin looked back.

Through the rough perspective of the devil's crystal glasses, he saw a figure shaking not far behind him.

So he stopped smiling.

Damn it, I can’t do anything else but have a lot of equipment!

Others say Louis Verweide is a madman, but he is actually the most cunning.

He is always crazy when he thinks it is meaningful, but never makes fearless sacrifices.

He told his accomplices: "The cowboy is injured and is not walking fast. Divide your troops into three groups and ensure that you can catch up. No matter how powerful his weapon is, he is just one person. When he meets him, he just shoots. Whoever comes out on top , I will repay him."

A few people did not dare to resist, and there was a bounty to stimulate them, so they had no choice but to outflank them.

But Louis Verweide touched his chin, wondering why there was no trace of blood on the road.

It shouldn’t be!

He was confident that he had hit the man at least twice.

Letting others cover in front is just his usual trick of alerting the enemy.

His game has only just begun.

The winner must appear at the last minute.

The rain gradually became heavier and heavier.

This is good for Zhao Chuanxin's hiding, but not good for his wounds.

Wilhelmina helped him check the wound on the back of his thigh and saw that it had been soaked in rain and turned white.

Zhao Chuanxin also began to feel light-headed and slightly feverish.

He patted Wilhelmina on the head: "Xiao Na, stop looking. You hide behind me first. Someone is coming."

This was the first time someone called Wilhelmina Xiaona, which was a novel title.

But the situation became tense again.

Zhao Chuanxin held the God of War M1907 in one hand, hid behind a tree, took out a cigar, put it in his mouth, and handed the match to Wilhelmina: "Light it."

At this time, the two of them did not hold an umbrella.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't even wear a raincoat now.

Wilhelmina was afraid that the match would be wiped out by the rain, so she leaned forward and let her hood cover the match.

Their heads inevitably touched each other.

After lighting the cigarette, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned his head and put his face close to his.

Wilhelmina passively "kissed" Zhao Chuanxin's face.

Zhao Chuanxin was holding a cigar in his mouth and said with great joy: "Oh, you are such a shameless person, how can you do a sneak attack?"

Wilhelmina had already seen through his trick to reassure her, and this form of care made her feel dependent.

Just as he was about to say something, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned the gun and fired when she was off guard.

chug……

chug……

chug……

Zhao Chuanxin was different from Wilhelmina who fired empty magazines all at once. He fired in several directions in an orderly manner.

Wilhelmina heard several screams and saw the bullet hitting Zhao Chuanxin.

That humble piece of clothing can actually stop bullets.

Zhao Chuanxin only swayed very slightly, which was inevitable when the Fortitude Armor removed the kinetic energy of the bullet.

When he emptied the magazine, he glanced in a certain direction and revealed a sinister smile.

He put away the God of War M1907, raised his hand, condensed a dazzling electric ball in his palm, and pushed it gently...

Louis Verweide had just fired a shot that was sure to hit the target.

However, the other party did not seem to be injured this time.

Then, he saw ball lightning coming and going.

I am...

What is this?

Louis Welweide was surprised to find that the electric ball could avoid obstacles, including vegetation in front of it.

And the target of ball lightning is him!

Even though he was still far away, Louis Verweide's hair was already standing on end.

He felt a strong crisis.

However, the more critical the situation, the clearer his mind becomes.

His eyes were splitting as he stared at the ball lightning and found that although it could avoid obstacles, it was not flexible.

So he held the Mauser rifle and quickly moved behind a big tree that was as thick as several people could hug each other.

The ball lightning changed direction as he moved, carrying huge, devastating energy.

As he got closer, Louis Verweide began to circle around the big tree.

As expected, the ball lightning couldn't change its direction quickly enough, and hit the trunk of a big tree in a flash of lightning.

The arc of electricity flashed, and Louis Verweide fell backwards.

His head hit the root of another big tree that was stretched out due to the deep forest and thick leaves. The bump made stars appear in his eyes.

His hair stood on end due to the proximity of the ball lightning.

Under the water of rain, it was gradually ironed.

He let out a long breath. Not only was he not afraid, but his eyes showed a kind of morbid excitement: "Interesting! So interesting!"

On the other side, Zhao Chuanxin frowned: "Fake!"

Ever since he got the Thor's Hammer bracelet, he's been on a roll.

The little Japanese spies were hacked to death by him, the gangsters were hacked to death by him, and the Koreans were hacked to death by him.

For the first time, someone actually escaped ball lightning by relying on a big tree.

Wilhelmina didn't have his ability and couldn't see that far. She just saw a strange look on his face and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you? Does the wound hurt?"

Shaking his head, Zhao Chuanxin gritted his teeth: "Don't come out, hide behind me."

Sure enough, the opponent quickly poked his head out from behind another tree, ducked out, raised his hand and fired.

Zhao Chuanxin was shot again in the abdomen.

He was almost certain that this person's eyesight should be far beyond that of ordinary people.

In the era before scopes appeared, he had never seen anyone else hit the target twice in a row at such a long distance except himself.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand, and an arrow-shaped lightning took shape.

Louis Verweide's hair stood on end again.

This time it feels more sudden than last time because the speed of arrow lightning is much faster than that of ball lightning.

This time, Luis Verweide did not go around in circles, but instinctively threw himself directly towards the side of the tree.

Arrow-shaped lightning hit the tree trunk, and the tree was scorched by electricity and turned into darkness.

Zhao Chuanxin shot another bolt of arrow-shaped lightning, but found that he failed to achieve success twice, so he gave up.

When you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent.

For the first time, Zhao Chuanxin felt that he had encountered a real challenge on the battlefield.

"Let's go, he won't dare to chase you for the time being."

The two continued walking deeper into the forest.

The rain curtain also became their cover. After a certain distance, coupled with the obstruction of the jungle, Louis Welweide completely lost the two of them.

But none of the men he sent out came back, so they must be in trouble.

Zhao Chuanxin was walking when he suddenly stumbled and fell, and then he never got up again.

In his confusion, he vaguely saw Wilhelmina's delicate and pretty face, full of worry, and she kept calling his name.

But her voice became increasingly ethereal and distant, gradually dissipating in her ears until she lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, Zhao Chuanxin first smelled a fishy smell.

His head rested on a soft place...