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Song Cai thought that she had already convinced Ye Zheng, and hope to live once again ignited in her heart.

Ye Zheng bent down to pick up the blade on the ground, and used his thumb to test the sharpness of the blade.

This weapon had a thick back, but its blade was as sharp as a razor.

"What are you doing?"

Song Cai's face revealed a terrified expression.

Ye Zheng's movements were as fast as lightning, her sharp blade flashed twice. Song Cai was stunned, both of her wrists were suddenly cut off, and both of her hands dropped to the ground, bleeding profusely from the cuts.

He let out a heart-wrenching roar and knelt on the grass, his tears and saliva all over the place.

"Get up!"

Ye Zheng frowned in disgust, with one hand holding the blade, he picked up Song Cai with the other and threw him onto the tree trunk.

"You … "How dare you …"

Song Cai was panicking, the Siamese language was mixed with Chinese.

Ye Zheng showed no mercy, and with a flash of the blade, he easily cut off both of his ears.

"Bastard!"

Song Cai scolded loudly, her entire body trembling.

"The fun has only just begun."

Ye Zheng smiled like a wolf walking upright.

Ye Zheng slashed out with a large force and both of his legs actually snapped off at the same time, his body sprawled on the ground.

This blade was not a specially made katana, but it could cut off the bones in both legs. On one hand, it was sharp, and on the other, it was Ye Zheng's perfect technique and strength.

Having lost both her hands and legs, Song Cai kept rolling on the ground, her voice already hoarse.

A reckless soldier shot at Ye Zheng from over fifty meters away. Ye Zheng picked up the M-16 on the ground with one hand and shot it twice before the soldier rolled down the hill while screaming in pain.

"I really couldn't hit him with one hand."

Ye Zheng lowered his head and looked at the struggling Song Cai.

"Kill me …" "Fast …"

Song Cai was tormented by the pain of her body, she lost too much blood and her voice became weaker and weaker.

Ye Zheng squatted down patiently, and used the tip of the blade to draw a deep line of blood on his chest and abdomen.

"Kill me …"

Song Cai gathered all of her strength, but was unable to say a complete sentence.

"Originally, I wanted to cut off a few more of your organs and have some fun. But it's about time now. "

Ye Zheng said regretfully: "If I'm not wrong, the men from the nearby campsite are rushing here, wanting to take revenge for you. I don't have time to play. "

Song Cai was already on the verge of death, his eyes gradually losing their luster.

Following that, Ye Zheng grabbed Song Cai's hair with one hand while holding his machete with the other. He cut his throat and cut off his head.

When he cut off Song Cai's four limbs, he bled too much. When he chopped off his head, he didn't have much blood.

Ye Zheng was so tired that he threw away his bloody machete and leaned against the tree trunk, panting.

Song Cai's body beneath his feet was cruel and bizarre, but his heart was blank. She didn't feel anything, only a deep sense of exhaustion.

In Ye Zheng's military career, his hands had been drenched in blood, but that was in a fair and square battle.

Ye Zheng had never tortured an opponent like this before.

Ye Zheng chuckled as he looked at his scarlet hands.

When you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you... Ye Zheng felt a strange change in his soul … The noise came from far away and it was Song Cai's reinforcements.

Ye Zheng took a deep breath and decided to leave the battlefield.

A few minutes later, Ye Zheng had an AK in his hand, he quickly passed through the forest and headed towards the town.

Behind him, seventy or so people were in hot pursuit.

They were all followers of Song Cai's other two camps, chasing after him with everything they had, wanting to avenge their boss.

Song Cai's head was tied to Ye Zheng's waist, and was jumping and running along with Ye Zheng, constantly swaying.

Ye Zheng was already exhausted, but he still gathered all of his strength and continued to run.

Bullets whizzed past his head and around his body, tearing the air and shattering the bark, but none hit him.

Ye Zheng originally wanted to stop and fight, but after torturing Song Cai, he was extremely exhausted mentally and physically, and really didn't have the desire to continue to fight.

On the other hand, the one chasing from behind was Song Cai's army, who moved quickly and was brimming with energy.

The leader of the pursuers was Song Cai's assistant, named Nai Wang.

Looking at Song Cai's broken body, he felt anger and fear. She only wanted revenge.

At this moment, the sun was high in the sky and the sun was shining through the lush foliage onto the forest floor.

Nervang suddenly had a strange feeling. Was there less and less subordinates?

It didn't make sense at all!

The madman who had killed his big brother was fleeing in the front.

However … Why do I feel like I have enemies by my side?

The four brothers running in front of Nervang with the AK suddenly disappeared into the bushes as if they had been dragged away by something.

He turned his head in horror, only to see a dozen or so frightened people following him.

"What's going on?"

Nai Wang asked loudly in the Siamese language.

"I don't know!" "Brothers …"

A young armed elements stuttered as he explained. Suddenly, he groaned and disappeared into the grass.

At the same time, the rest of the brothers also mysteriously disappeared.

How preposterous!

Nervang's pupils dilated. He held up the short AK in his hand and looked around vigilantly.

The forest was terrifyingly quiet, as if there were countless evil spirits hidden within … Suddenly, his body went numb as something pierced his acupoint. He collapsed to the ground without even having the strength to pull the trigger.

Soon after, he felt a sharp blade pressing against his throat … Nevin's corpse's eyes were wide open, filled with fear and despair.

After the pursuing armed elements was completely annihilated, two unfamiliar mysterious people appeared in the clearing in the forest like ghosts and demons.

One of them was a young man in an exquisite black uniform. He was handsome, thin, but his eyes were as cold as an iceberg; the other was a woman with a high nose and deep eyes, looking like a half-breed. She had a ponytail, wore camouflage uniform and shorts, had a slim and sturdy figure, had a healthy wheat colored complexion, and although she didn't look old, her eyes looked very mature.

"Are we going after that Ye guy?"

the woman asked.

"No need."

The stern man said, "This man is a madman. He will put a noose around himself."

"With his current performance, is it possible for him to kill Lang Xi?"

The lady then asked: "The boss said that he completely annihilated Liu Mulin's men, and even directly killed Lang Xi, so he has an extraordinary interest in him."

"This man is very strong, but he can't beat Lang Xi."

The man said coldly, "We need to slowly uncover his secret."

"He may not even know his own secret."

The woman sighed.

"Ye Zheng's secret is extremely important to us, the Seven-pointed Star."

the man said.

The seven-pointed star, this mysterious symbol, was said to be the totem of a summoning demon.

This mysterious organization, was it with the destroyed "Dark Blade"?

What does it matter?

Was he an enemy or a friend of Ye Zheng?

Ye Zheng's future, was still shrouded in a dense fog.