In a situation where six were against one, the six were retreating step by step.

The six masters were already scared out of their wits. They couldn't understand why Zhao Yulin didn't find a chance to escape when he was clearly out of strength. The intense exercise would cause more blood to spurt out from the wound on his chest. Why did Zhao Yulin keep fighting desperately as if he didn't know? They were clearly in the upper hand, but now they were also retreating step by step!

Some had lost their will to fight, but they were too ashamed to turn around and run for their lives. When another person was killed by Zhao Yulin, the remaining five people's will was completely broken. They threw away their weapons and desperately fled to the yard.

Zhao Yulin covered his right chest tightly, and he didn't even have the strength to chase after him.

"Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick!" The yard suddenly rang with dense gunfire. Zhao Yulin was startled and quickly ducked to avoid being hit by stray bullets.

"Hahahaha! Ugly Chinese!" A tall, hooked-nosed foreigner walked into the room with a cigar in his mouth amidst his unruly laughter. "Oh! Mr. Zhao, I'm not talking about you!"

Thor! The leader of the second-class mercenary group - the Lieyang Mercenary Group!

Zhao Yulin sat on the ground panting, his hand covering his bleeding right chest and staring at him coldly. He knew Saul and understood him very well. He was cold-blooded, ruthless, cunning, greedy... The mercenary world had no positive comments about Saul. Of course, as a mercenary, it was mainly about strength and making money. The compassionate Virgin Mary sentiment was left to the priests! But a guy like Saul who had all the negative comments was indeed a freak.

"Death is a reward for warriors who have lost their fighting spirit!" Thor took a puff of his cigar with ease. When he could kill Zhao Yulin effortlessly, he preferred to admire the other party's expression of hatred for him but no way out, especially since the other party was a king-level mercenary, which made him very satisfied. He

killed a king-level mercenary without any effort at all. This result is not bad. Maybe after Zhao Yulin died under his gun, his Lieyang Mercenary Corps will be upgraded to a first-level mercenary corps!

Twenty or thirty people rushed into the room with guns, and another twenty or thirty people blocked the door, staring at Zhao Yulin with a covetous look. Zhao Yulin, who had no strength left, might not be able to fly even if he had wings!

"Oh! That Mr. Jia is an ugly Chinese man. He is my partner, but he is a little arrogant. So I used your help to get rid of him. You really didn't let me down!" Thor walked around the pile of dead bodies leisurely. "Of course, if he kills you by mistake, I will be very loyal to avenge you! Because the person who kills the king-level mercenary Tianlan must be me!"

"Rubbish!" Zhao Yulin cursed with gritted teeth. This kind of black-eating-black behavior was commonplace for Thor. If his Lieyang Mercenary Corps could act together with the martial arts masters led by Jia Dongliang, Zhao Yulin would never be able to leave here alive. But Thor deliberately came late, just to wait until Zhao Yulin fought with a group of martial arts masters and both were injured, so that he could reap the benefits!

Of course, now it seems that although Sol played the trick of working without putting in any effort, Zhao Yulin still could not escape the fate of being killed, and his employer would not feel dissatisfied because Sol not only completed the task, but also killed Jia Dongliang and his group, saving the employer a large sum of hiring money, which can be said to be killing two birds with one stone!

Hate it or be angry, the cunning and treacherous Sol is doing well in the mercenary world, and those who hate him have all been killed by him!

"Hahahahaha!" Thor walked towards Zhao Yulin with wild laughter, raised his foot and kicked Zhao Yulin in the face, stepping on him hard, "I like this title! Now, you are stepped on by a trash, and in a while, you will be killed by the trash himself! Hahahaha!"

"Get out!" Zhao Yulin grabbed Thor's ankle and twisted it hard. Thor staggered and fell to the ground.

"You bastard!" Thor got up in a rage, snatched a submachine gun from his men and pointed it at Zhao Yulin. When he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly stopped, "Oh! Mr. Zhao, before you die, as an old friend of many years, I think I need to tell you about my next schedule!" The corners of his mouth curled up viciously. Rather than killing the enemy, he liked to see the painful and helpless look of the enemy before he died!

"I've seen photos of Zhou Caifeng. She is a very sexy and charming lady! I like this kind of gentle girl the most. I like to have her kneel under my crotch, hahaha! You know what I mean! Hahaha!" Thor became more and more excited as he spoke, "And Ms. Sun Leling, and that Officer Chen! I want them all! I will take good care of them for you, hahaha!"

"Your parents made the biggest mistake of their lives giving birth to you, but I will help them correct it!" Zhao Yulin slowly stood up and looked at Thor coldly. In his hand he held a dagger, which he had just pulled out from the master whose throat he pierced.

Although he was very angry about what Zhao Yulin said, it did not affect Thor's alertness, because since Zhao Yulin was still in the mood to speak Chinese slang, it meant that the other party was no longer afraid of him!

"Impossible! This is impossible! You can't recover so quickly! Your right chest is injured! Even if I don't do anything, you will die from excessive blood loss!" Thor screamed in fear like a dog whose tail was stepped on.

"To hell with your impossible!" Zhao Yulin rushed towards Thor with a dagger in hand.

"Fire! Fire!" Thor roared, and bullets from dozens of guns poured out like a rainstorm, converging on Zhao Yulin who was rushing over.

Screams rang out in the hail of bullets, and corpses fell to the ground one after another. Zhao Yulin had a sneer on his face. Wherever he rushed to, there was the Shura Field of the God of Death. The soldiers of the Lieyang Mercenary Corps widened their eyes in horror and vented the bullets in their guns frantically, but they didn't know how many bullets they had fired, and the number of bullets that hit Zhao Yulin was - zero!

"Hold on! Hold on! Predict his position! Shoot around him..."

"Bang!"

Thor shouted impatiently, but before he could finish his words, he was hit in the face by a flying head, and the order he was giving was also blocked in his mouth.

Objectively speaking, although Thor is a scumbag, he is very sharp in judging the situation on the battlefield. If the soldiers of the Lieyang Mercenary Corps follow his orders, they can limit the range of Zhao Yulin's activities and eventually achieve the goal of killing him. The

purpose of Zhao Yulin's graceful footwork is to dodge bullets, not that he is not afraid of bullets. If there is an airtight firepower network in front of him, he can't rush through it no matter what. But the soldiers of the Lieyang Mercenary Corps have long been frightened by this killer. When they fired, they shot at his body. When the bullets flew to him, there was only a shadow left. How could they hit him?

Now, in the entire Lieyang Mercenary Corps, the only one who could still keep his head clear was Thor. Zhao Yulin couldn't take action against him for the time being, so he threw a head over and let Thor play with it for a while.

"Ah! Pah!" Thor staggered to the ground after being hit by the head. He wiped the blood off his face in a hurry, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a dagger against his throat!

Is this the end? A group of 40 or 50 mercenaries, just disappeared? I fell down, and then, everyone was gone?

This, this, isn't this funny?

Thor stretched his neck in disbelief to look behind Zhao Yulin. The pile of corpses made his heart completely cold. His Lieyang Mercenary Corps has a total of more than 300 people, and only a small part of them was brought to China this time. Originally, he thought that the overall environment of China has been stable for more than 70 years, and the combat effectiveness must have become dull due to the long-term lack of actual combat. He admitted that the combat capability of the Chinese army in the early days of the founding of the country surprised him, but he did not think that the current China can still maintain the combat capability of 70 or 80 years ago. With the strength of his Lieyang Mercenary Corps, it would be enough to just bring a few dozen people over to dominate China, but now it seems that he is afraid that he will be rampant in China!

The individual combat capability displayed by Zhao Yulin frightened him greatly. When his employer asked him to cooperate with the twenty or so martial arts masters led by Jia Dongliang, he had also seen the skills of the masters. To be honest, he was terrified. At that time, he had the idea of ​​using Zhao Yulin to kill the twenty or so masters.

From seeing the combat capability of the private armed forces secretly cultivated by his employer, to seeing the strength of the twenty or so masters, and then to being surprised to see that Zhao Yulin actually defeated the twenty or so masters who seemed to be very powerful, Thor was completely convinced. He originally planned to escape from China and go to Africa to be a devil after finishing this job, but now he is still in trouble!

"No, no, no! Don't kill me!" Thor was still making his final struggle, "I know the employer's information! I can be useful to you!" In order to survive, he didn't even care about the ethics of a mercenary. Once the act of betraying his employer was known, he would be banned by the entire mercenary industry. Not only would he never get any more missions, but he would also face the risk of being shot in the head at any time. After all, if he could betray one employer today, he might betray another employer tomorrow.

Which employer who is willing to spend a lot of money to hire a second-level mercenary group is clean? Which one is a good talker? But Thor, who only wants to survive now, doesn't care about so many things. Only by staying alive can he have the opportunity to think about how to live in the future!