Chapter 605

No silk threads were stuck to the phone.

It floated into midair in a bizarre and indescribable state.

Although he could not understand how this was done.

Kofu was very clear about the source of this power.

That must be Ning Chen.

Kofu slowly lowered his lifted gaze, looking at Ning Chen opposite him, his eyes filled with incredulity.

"How did you do it?" Kofu said, almost word by word, with a trembling voice.

Ning Chen then revealed a playful smile; he controlled the phone to land on the tip of his left index finger, then made the phone spin, "Is this hard? Isn't this a very simple thing? Just need hands, right?"

Just need hands?

Hearing this sentence.

Kofu suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Damn it, who knows how to do this!

Kofu fell to the ground helplessly; this time, there was absolutely no chance left.

Cannot escape.

Cannot fight.

The opponent also knows Qi techniques; how can one play this?

Ning Chen did not intend to continue joking with Kofu; he gripped the phone firmly in his hand, then used telekinesis to manipulate the black blade.

He pointed the tip of the black blade from afar at Kofu, who lay collapsed on the ground.

Kofu let out the last long sigh of his life.

Afterwards.

He was pierced through the heart by the black blade flying at high speed.

He was directly pinned dead to the tree.

Kofu was dead.

There was no breath left.

Ning Chen looked at Kofu's corpse and silently recalled the black blade.

He put it into the System Space.

Immediately after.

Ning Chen glanced around, and after confirming there were no new situations.

He left this place.

Kofu was dead.

He had obtained the phone.

And he had not been discovered by others.

This was already the best result.

Ning Chen returned to the tree again.

Although the result he wanted to achieve had been completed.

He still had no intention of leaving.

Instead, he continued to stay in the tree.

Wanting to see the situation of the other mercenaries.

After all, only when they were all completely dead.

Would he feel at ease.

At this moment.

The casualties of the other mercenaries were extremely heavy.

Seven or eight people had already fallen and died.

The rest were still advancing toward the ten o'clock direction.

They had completely scattered.

In the forest.

Amidst a hail of bullets.

There was simply no way to maintain formation.

Moreover, this situation.

Maintaining formation might directly lead to total annihilation.

So.

Fighting separately was the most convenient and also the safest way of combat.

However.

This would create a chaotic situation.

Which was the current situation.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Xia Wen! Xia Wen! Withdraw immediately! Stop fighting! Their firepower is simply too fierce; we cannot hold out!"

"Get lost! Let me annihilate all these bastards! They all deserve to die! They deserve to die!"

"Xia Wen, the boss has already chosen a direction to withdraw. If we don't withdraw now, in a few minutes we'll be completely surrounded! Now, immediately, right this second, we must withdraw! Towards the ten o'clock direction!"

"Get away! Get away! Get away! You're a bastard too! Jiele died right before my eyes! He fell right there before me. We were once the closest of brothers! No one could compare! I'm going to kill them all, kill them all!"

"I'm going to make them all go to hell, to forever accompany Jiele in death! I'm going to make them die in this forest!"

Xia Wen kept screaming, while raising the machine gun in his hand and firing continuously into the woods filled with trees.

In a short while.

Thick clouds of smoke and dust rose up.

Covering everyone like a veil.

Jiele was shot in the head, fell powerlessly to the ground, and was already dead.

At this moment, Xia Wen was like a valiant charging warrior, firing madly at the enemies before him.

His comrades couldn't hold him back.

Moreover, seeing that Xia Wen was actually subtly aiming the muzzle at them.

They hurriedly moved away from his side.

Xia Wen didn't want to kill his comrades, but at this very moment.

He had killed until his eyes were red.

He wasn't even clear if there were enemies in front of him.

But he knew very clearly.

That group was hiding within these woods.

However, the enemy's strength was great, they were well-trained, and wouldn't be easily discovered.

But this kind of large-scale indiscriminate attack.

Would still land on them.

The machine gun in Xia Wen's hand emitted thick rolling smoke, and the muzzle stopped spewing bullets.

He unwillingly pulled the trigger a few more times, but it was completely useless.

The magazine was empty.

Supplies were needed now.

But Xia Wen clearly had no mind for that.

He looked down at the ground, at Jiele's and another person's machine guns, and then a mad thought arose in his heart.

He assumed a half-squatting posture, then propped the two machine guns on his thighs, pulled the trigger with his hands, and his whole body became like an attacking fortress, continuously launching attacks.

At this moment.

Attacking seemed to be Xia Wen's only mission.

A torrent of bullets, accompanied by long tongues of fire, swept towards everywhere.