The four-pointed darts were even more ferocious than bullets.
After Zhang Xing's subordinates were attacked by the four-pointed darts, a large number of them fell directly. They did not even have time to scream.
Fortunately, Zhang Xing's defense was invincible. Although those four-pointed darts were fierce, they could not hurt him.
However, Zhang Xing could also tell.
This time, a real martial arts expert had appeared. The subordinates he had brought with him were no longer of much use.
Facing such an expert, no matter how many subordinates came, there was only death in the end.
Now, he was the only one who could change the situation.
The expression on his face suddenly turned ugly. Zhang Xing decided that he would defeat these two people one by one.
This was the only way he could deal with Li Zhengze and save Liu Yiyi.
Zhang Xing's eyes darkened. Without any hesitation, he charged at the fat killer.
He had already guessed that this fat assassin should be a strength-type and attack-type. His speed was not as strong as the thin assassin.
Soon, Zhang Xing rushed to the fat killer's side and was about to start attacking.
While the fat killer was still blocking the bullets, he quickly took out a short knife from his body.
Zhang Xing suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted,""Go to hell, bastard!"
As the voice exploded, Zhang Xing suddenly jumped and stabbed the short knife in his hand at the fat killer.
At this moment, the fat killer was holding a row of chairs in his hand and spinning rapidly.
He turned his head and saw Zhang Xing rushing over. His expression was also a little surprised.
"Why isn't this kid afraid of bullets?" The fat assassin's heart trembled, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.
This was the first time he had seen someone who could move through a hail of bullets and ignore the power of the bullets.
Although this fat killer was a martial artist like the thin killer, he was not a martial artist.
However, even experts like them did not dare to use their bodies to block bullets easily.
Therefore, when he saw Zhang Xing being so brave, he was shocked beyond words.
Just as the fat killer was in shock, Zhang Xing had already rushed to the right side of the fat killer with the short knife in his hand and stabbed him fiercely.
"Puchi!"
Without any surprise, the short knife directly pierced into the fat assassin's body, leaving a wound on his lower abdomen.
"Ah…"
The fat assassin screamed and hurriedly retreated.
After he was hit, the strength in his arms suddenly weakened a lot. The bench that he was holding in his hands also fell to the ground.
After taking a few deep breaths, Fat Kill's body swayed slightly.
He stared at Zhang Xing with a venomous gaze, then gritted his teeth and said,"Stinky brat, how dare you sneak attack me.”
Zhang Xing still held the short knife in his hand and said coldly,"Hmph, when did I sneak attack you? You clearly saw me, but you couldn't dodge it. Serves you right. Now I'll let you know the consequences of going against me, Zhang Xing.”
With a furious roar, Zhang Xing raised the short knife in his hand and charged at the fat killer again.
When the fat assassin saw Zhang Xing rushing over again, his gaze turned cold. He gritted his teeth and said,"Brat, this time, I want you dead!”
As he spoke, the fat killer suddenly took out a pair of large scissors from behind him.
The sharp scissors looked like they were made from two knives. They looked cold and shiny.
"Kill them!"
The fat assassin shouted angrily and cut Zhang Xing's body with a large pair of scissors.
This time, Zhang Xing's reaction speed was quite fast. He quickly dodged to the right and avoided the fat assassin's attack.
Furthermore, Zhang Xing moved sideways to the right and flashed to the fat killer's right.
Holding the short knife in his hand, Zhang Xing did not hesitate at all. He quickly used his attack method and stabbed a few times at the fat assassin's back.
"Swoosh, swoosh!"
Zhang Xing's attacks were extremely fast.
These two attacks left the fat assassin with nowhere to dodge, and he was directly stabbed by Zhang Xing.
"Ah…"
The fat assassin spat out blood after being hit. The big scissors in his hand suddenly cut forward, cutting a chair into pieces.
He had suffered a heavy blow this time, but he was still not dead.
Incomparable anger surged from the fat assassin's heart. He stared at Zhang Xing and roared. He quickly turned around and continued to attack.
This time, the fat assassin was like a black bear, unleashing a heavyweight attack.
He opened his arms and pounced forward, wanting to grab Zhang Xing and tear him apart.
At this moment, Zhang Xing saw the fat assassin rushing over, and his eyes immediately turned cold. He said disdainfully,"Look at you, what kind of killer are you?”
As he spoke, Zhang Xing suddenly pulled out a gun from behind him and fired at the fat assassin's forehead.
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