Chapter 4157

"Nepalese Army knife, isn't it?"

Zhang Xiaofan said, while bowing his head to play with the Nepal Army knife flashing in his hand, and at the same time, he didn't care.

"It's a good knife, but the person who uses it is not very good. Do you want me to teach you how to use it?"

As soon as the voice fell, Smith felt a flower in front of him, and a dark shadow suddenly came into front of him.

"You --!"

"Shua --!"

His voice did not fall, all of a sudden, the slightly dark room is a flash of a frightening silver, earrings only heard a click.

If you look at the black man again, you can see that his shiny big bald head fell directly from his neck, fell heavily on the ground, and rolled away a long way.

And then "poop Hoo!" A sound, a cavity of boiling blood is from his neck fracture upward spray, like a red fountain, in this dark room is so enchanting, so evil.

"Ah

Five other members of the coyote mercenary, who could hardly believe their eyes, raised their hands and wiped their faces.

When they lifted up their hands again, they saw a hand full of scarlet, boiling blood, and then looked at the black man's headless body still standing in place.

All the members of the wild wolf mercenary regiment, who wanted to see when Zhang Xiaofan was killed, uttered a chilling, hysterical scream from their respective throats.

I don't know when, but I saw that the Nepalese Army knife that Zhang Xiaofan had taken from the black strong man's hand had been replaced on his left hand. The blade was narrow and bent back into an arc of one and a half months. From a cold eye, it looked like a sickle.

However, this sickle is the death sickle used by death to harvest human life and soul!

How did he draw the knife, when did he burst into the presence of the black strong man, from which part of his body he pulled it out, and how he made a move.

The remaining five members of the wolf mercenary corps, together with the dead black man, did not see clearly.

No, to be more accurate, a strong black man may die without knowing when he was killed!

In these people's field of vision, the only thing you can see is the silver that suddenly appears in their retina.

The next moment, the only thing left is the headless corpse of a black man with no head

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the headless corpse on the ground, threw away the blood beads on the blade, tilted his head, and looked at the remaining members of the wolf mercenary regiment with a smile.

It has to be said that the feeling of killing people is really intoxicating, especially the killing of foreign mercenaries with the blood of Chinese compatriots, which makes Zhang Xiaofan's heart boiling.

"Whew... Whew... Whew..."

just at this time, only three sounds of breaking the air were introduced into Zhang Xiaofan's ear.

Zhang Xiaofan, who was in the state of "golden eyes", did not have any dead angle in front of him.

He can clearly catch that there are three silver flying towards his back www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!