Chapter 4155

"Fuck, sick man of East Asia, you are looking for death!"

The guy who was regarded as "mole ant" was so provocative that Smith suddenly burst into a rage. His face showed a very angry expression. He roared at Zhang Xiaofan with his half baked and very awkward Chinese.

"Kill him for me --"

At this time, the blonde white man finally lost his patience. Originally, he wanted to capture Zhang Xiaofan and ask about the origin of the yellow monkey and how he found them.

But now it seems that it is not so necessary, just a mole ant, just kill him directly.

"Boss, the yellow monkey just offended me. Let me kill the boy myself!"

When he said this, he saw that the strong black man, who was called Smith, was waving the Nepal Army knife in his own hand and licking the corner of his mouth. His eyes were full of evil.

"Smith did it. The yellow monkey is dead!"

At this time, the other five mercenaries were all holding their shoulders in their hands, with a look of watching a good play. It is obvious that in their eyes, Smith, who had experienced countless times of gunfire, and countless days of licking blood at the edge of a knife.

For people like him, it's not easy to kill a young Chinese who seems to have two or two pieces of meat. It's not difficult to say that killing can be done easily!

In short, Zhang Xiaofan is like the lamb to be slaughtered in his eyes. When to kill depends on his own mood.

"How do you want to die, yellow monkey --!"

Smith shakes his neck and makes a "click... Click..." sound. His face is also full of cat and mouse expressions.

When he came to Zhang Xiaofan, his leisurely attitude was fierce. The Nepal Army knife on his right hand cut a bright and frightening cold light in the mid air, and he called to Zhang Xiaofan's neck.

Eye looking, that handle twinkles the Nepal Army knife of cold awn in bursts so quickly toward the position of Zhang Xiaofan's neck to kill in the past.

If you really let this Nepal Army knife to cut down, not to mention Zhang Xiaofan's life can still be saved, it is estimated that even his head will be cut off!

"Shua --!"

However, at this critical moment, Zhang Xiaofan didn't even look at it. He just lifted his right hand up at will and grabbed it with his backhand. That is to say, he directly and accurately clasped Smith's right wrist holding the saber.

"Yellow monkey, you --!"

It never occurred to Smith that his confident fight was not effective.

Unexpectedly... Unexpectedly, he was so easily accepted by the other party?!

What's more, it's worth mentioning that Smith pretended to belittle the enemy.

But as a man who always hangs his head on his waistband in every battlefield of the world, he knows better than anyone that a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength.

If you blindly arrogant, despise the enemy's carelessness, in the kind of "people eat people", every second there will be deaths in the bloody battlefield