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At night, it was hard for Deng Qi's eyes to see what was happening in the camp.
As if in a flash, the three sentinels died at the same time.
Lin Nan's shadow came out of the darkness. Before exposing his figure, even Deng Qi, who had been staring at him, didn't know where Lin Nan was hiding!
"It can't be a full-time assassin!"
Deng Qixin Yilin recalled that Lin Nan's extraordinary calmness these days was almost the same as those assassins without flesh and blood.
"One man assassinates a team. Maybe there's real hope." Deng Qimou in the emergence of joy, Lin Nan's strong gave him great encouragement, if the annihilation of this team, get enough resources to support them for a long time!
If you have a map, it's much easier to escape from the desert or go to the military. You don't have to try your luck in the desert like a headless fly.
Camp on the other side.
Lin Nan looked around. There were three tents in total. The one in the middle was obviously big and luxurious. He went to release his divine sense and had better kill the officer without disturbing many people.
There are only two people in the big account.
They were all asleep, one man and one woman.
The man's appearance is very dignified, with a meticulous care of the square beard, the black handle of the pistol is exposed under the pillow, and the man is holding the samurai sword even when he is asleep.
The woman next to her has long black hair. She usually wears a military cap together. She has no makeup on her face and looks light and elegant. A tear mole on the side of her eye is like a natural ornament, which makes her more charming. In the army, there is no doubt that she belongs to a beautiful woman.
I don't know why, the woman named Fujiwara is a little restless.
Clearly thick tent isolated from the cold and sand, but she still has a kind of creepy feeling.
It's like standing naked on the ice and surrounded by polar bears. Even if you open your eyes and find there's nothing different in the tent, that kind of fear still lingers.
"Father, are you awake, too?"
Fujiwara turns her head and looks to the side in surprise.
Her father, Fujiwara Daiwa, kept his eyes open, keeping his muscles taut and ready to work.
She knew that her father was a master of martial arts at the top of xiaoyuanfeng. She was very sensitive to danger, which made Fujiwara nervous. Maybe what she felt all the time was not an illusion.
"Someone's coming." Fujiwara stood up and dressed indifferently, holding the samurai sword in his hand.
This made fujihara puzzled: "father, it's impossible, isn't it? As long as there is any wind and grass, the Sentinels outside can detect it. "
Fujiwara Daiwa shook his head with a gloomy face: "they can prevent jackals, but they can't stop lions."
"Guests outside, come in."
Beads of sweat appeared on Fujiwara's forehead.
He found that the whole tent had been blocked by a strange force, and no sound from here could be transmitted to the outside, which was why Fujiwara didn't immediately sound the alarm.
What's more, the other side's ostentatious announcement of their existence shows that they have great confidence and regard this small army as a prey in the cage.
Soon, under fujihara's frightened eyes, the tent curtain was lifted.
There are enemies outside. They killed three sentinels quietly!
The heavy fact that someone died outside made Fujiwara feel out of breath. When she flew to the desert of Africa, she had heard her father talk about the cruelty of war, but the three lives disappeared quietly. Fujiwara's heartache was endless.
A young man in a light brown thin dress came in.
It's not a uniform.
Fujiwara and his daughter were stunned.
This is not common in the desert. Even a mercenary like a vulture has his own logo. As long as he knows the other's identity, he has room to fight back.
Is this dress for concealing identity, expressing killing intention, or something else?
Fujiwara and back cold, no matter what kind of situation, are bad for them! This young man's accomplishments are obviously overwhelming. As a Kendo master, he has a feeling that he can't compete.
Yes, of course, they didn't know the light brown clothes, because they were the prison clothes given by major general Gong before boarding. They had no other effect except for being thinner and cooler in the desert during the day.
Lin Nan light looking at Fujiwara father and daughter, male martial arts master, female only bone refining realm.
"To give you a choice and answer my question truthfully can make your death faster." Lin Nan doesn't want to waste his time and go straight.
Can Fujiwara father and daughter are stunned, this let Lin Nan frown, should not understand Chinese?
Although he knows some Japanese, they are all basic. Communication is a big problem.
"You are Chinese!" Fujiwara Yamato's face is as heavy as water, and what he says is Mandarin with correct words and round accents.
Lin Nan took a surprised look at Fujiwara and said, "tell me what's in the Sahara war zone, why does this war zone exist, and what are the merits of war in the Japanese army?"Fujiwara is biting his teeth. He looks worried and looks at his daughter. Fujiwara shivers behind him. Lin Nan's indifferent eyes remind Fujiwara of the executioner who executed the death penalty.
"What? "No answer?"
Lin Nan's eyebrows sank: "I have many ways to let you die after suffering. The results are the same. Just answer me a few simple questions, and I promise to let you die painlessly."
Unexpectedly, Fujiwara Dahe laughs. He crazily pulls out his samurai sword and points it at Lin Nan:
"new boy, I just want to tell you that in this desert, Fujiwara Dahe can compromise with anyone, but not with China!"
"Either you or I die today!"
Fujiwara and the corners of his mouth sneer. He can see that Lin Nan has just arrived in Sahara. He has also encountered sandstorms and is unable to make peace with the Chinese military.
This kind of dangerous Chinese, Fujiwara Daiwa, will never let Lin Nan arrive at the Chinese military smoothly.
"Then die."
Lin Nan snorted. He had heard that Japanese soldiers were tough. Since he couldn't get information from Fujiwara, he didn't want to talk nonsense. Kill them first! Maybe the death of this officer will bring him some military achievements.
"Ha
Fujiwara and a strange call, armed with a samurai sword rushed up.
Silver blade across the beautiful arc, cut to Lin Nan's head.
He has obviously experienced actual combat, and his Sabre technique is old and neat. Ordinary martial arts masters have to stay away from this sabre.
Lin Nan shook his head, but the gap between the two sides was too big. Even if Lin Nan stood still and let Fujiwara cut, he could not be hurt at all.
Just as the samurai sword was about to fall, Fujiwara and sneered. The vertical cut samurai sword suddenly turned into a crosscut.
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At night, it was hard for Deng Qi's eyes to see what was happening in the camp.
As if in a flash, the three sentinels died at the same time.
Lin Nan's shadow came out of the darkness. Before exposing his figure, even Deng Qi, who had been staring at him, didn't know where Lin Nan was hiding!
"It can't be a full-time assassin!"
Deng Qixin Yilin recalled that Lin Nan's extraordinary calmness these days was almost the same as those assassins without flesh and blood.
"One man assassinates a team. Maybe there's real hope." Deng Qimou in the emergence of joy, Lin Nan's strong gave him great encouragement, if the annihilation of this team, get enough resources to support them for a long time!
If you have a map, it's much easier to escape from the desert or go to the military. You don't have to try your luck in the desert like a headless fly.
Camp on the other side.
Lin Nan looked around. There were three tents in total. The one in the middle was obviously big and luxurious. He went to release his divine sense and had better kill the officer without disturbing many people.
There are only two people in the big account.
They were all asleep, one man and one woman.
The man's appearance is very dignified, with a meticulous care of the square beard, the black handle of the pistol is exposed under the pillow, and the man is holding the samurai sword even when he is asleep.
The woman next to her has long black hair. She usually wears a military cap together. She has no makeup on her face and looks light and elegant. A tear mole on the side of her eye is like a natural ornament, which makes her more charming. In the army, there is no doubt that she belongs to a beautiful woman.
I don't know why, the woman named Fujiwara is a little restless.
Clearly thick tent isolated from the cold and sand, but she still has a kind of creepy feeling.
It's like standing naked on the ice and surrounded by polar bears. Even if you open your eyes and find there's nothing different in the tent, that kind of fear still lingers.
"Father, are you awake, too?"
Fujiwara turns her head and looks to the side in surprise.
Her father, Fujiwara Daiwa, kept his eyes open, keeping his muscles taut and ready to work.
She knew that her father was a master of martial arts at the top of xiaoyuanfeng. She was very sensitive to danger, which made Fujiwara nervous. Maybe what she felt all the time was not an illusion.
"Someone's coming." Fujiwara stood up and dressed indifferently, holding the samurai sword in his hand.
This made fujihara puzzled: "father, it's impossible, isn't it? As long as there is any wind and grass, the Sentinels outside can detect it. "
Fujiwara Daiwa shook his head with a gloomy face: "they can prevent jackals, but they can't stop lions."
"Guests outside, come in."
Beads of sweat appeared on Fujiwara's forehead.
He found that the whole tent had been blocked by a strange force, and no sound from here could be transmitted to the outside, which was why Fujiwara didn't immediately sound the alarm.
What's more, the other side's ostentatious announcement of their existence shows that they have great confidence and regard this small army as a prey in the cage.
Soon, under fujihara's frightened eyes, the tent curtain was lifted.
There are enemies outside. They killed three sentinels quietly!
The heavy fact that someone died outside made Fujiwara feel out of breath. When she flew to the desert of Africa, she had heard her father talk about the cruelty of war, but the three lives disappeared quietly. Fujiwara's heartache was endless.
A young man in a light brown thin dress came in.
It's not a uniform.
Fujiwara and his daughter were stunned.
This is not common in the desert. Even a mercenary like a vulture has his own logo. As long as he knows the other's identity, he has room to fight back.
Is this dress for concealing identity, expressing killing intention, or something else?
Fujiwara and back cold, no matter what kind of situation, are bad for them! This young man's accomplishments are obviously overwhelming. As a Kendo master, he has a feeling that he can't compete.
Yes, of course, they didn't know the light brown clothes, because they were the prison clothes given by major general Gong before boarding. They had no other effect except for being thinner and cooler in the desert during the day.
Lin Nan light looking at Fujiwara father and daughter, male martial arts master, female only bone refining realm.
"To give you a choice and answer my question truthfully can make your death faster." Lin Nan doesn't want to waste his time and go straight.
Can Fujiwara father and daughter are stunned, this let Lin Nan frown, should not understand Chinese?
Although he knows some Japanese, they are all basic. Communication is a big problem.
"You are Chinese!" Fujiwara Yamato's face is as heavy as water, and what he says is Mandarin with correct words and round accents.
Lin Nan took a surprised look at Fujiwara and said, "tell me what's in the Sahara war zone, why does this war zone exist, and what are the merits of war in the Japanese army?"Fujiwara is biting his teeth. He looks worried and looks at his daughter. Fujiwara shivers behind him. Lin Nan's indifferent eyes remind Fujiwara of the executioner who executed the death penalty.
"What? "No answer?"
Lin Nan's eyebrows sank: "I have many ways to let you die after suffering. The results are the same. Just answer me a few simple questions, and I promise to let you die painlessly."
Unexpectedly, Fujiwara Dahe laughs. He crazily pulls out his samurai sword and points it at Lin Nan:
"new boy, I just want to tell you that in this desert, Fujiwara Dahe can compromise with anyone, but not with China!"
"Either you or I die today!"
Fujiwara and the corners of his mouth sneer. He can see that Lin Nan has just arrived in Sahara. He has also encountered sandstorms and is unable to make peace with the Chinese military.
This kind of dangerous Chinese, Fujiwara Daiwa, will never let Lin Nan arrive at the Chinese military smoothly.
"Then die."
Lin Nan snorted. He had heard that Japanese soldiers were tough. Since he couldn't get information from Fujiwara, he didn't want to talk nonsense. Kill them first! Maybe the death of this officer will bring him some military achievements.
"Ha
Fujiwara and a strange call, armed with a samurai sword rushed up.
Silver blade across the beautiful arc, cut to Lin Nan's head.
He has obviously experienced actual combat, and his Sabre technique is old and neat. Ordinary martial arts masters have to stay away from this sabre.
Lin Nan shook his head, but the gap between the two sides was too big. Even if Lin Nan stood still and let Fujiwara cut, he could not be hurt at all.
Just as the samurai sword was about to fall, Fujiwara and sneered. The vertical cut samurai sword suddenly turned into a crosscut.
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At night, it was hard for Deng Qi's eyes to see what was happening in the camp. As if in a flash, the three sentinels died at the same time. Lin Nan's shadow came out of the darkness. Before exposing his figure, even Deng Qi, who had been staring at him, didn't know where Lin Nan was hiding! "It can't be a full-time assassin!" Deng Qixin Yilin recalled that Lin Nan's extraordinary calmness these days was almost the same as those assassins without flesh and blood. "One man assassinates a team. Maybe there's real hope." Deng Qimou in the emergence of joy, Lin Nan's strong gave him great encouragement, if the annihilation of this team, get enough resources to support them for a long time! If you have a map, it's much easier to escape from the desert or go to the military. You don't have to try your luck in the desert like a headless fly. Camp on the other side. Lin Nan looked around. There were three tents in total. The one in the middle was obviously big and luxurious. He went to release his divine sense and had better kill the officer without disturbing many people. There are only two people in the big account. They were all asleep, one man and one woman. The man's appearance is very dignified, with a meticulous care of the square beard, the black handle of the pistol is exposed under the pillow, and the man is holding the samurai sword even when he is asleep. The woman next to her has long black hair. She usually wears a military cap together. She has no makeup on her face and looks light and elegant. A tear mole on the side of her eye is like a natural ornament, which makes her more charming. In the army, there is no doubt that she belongs to a beautiful woman. I don't know why, the woman named Fujiwara is a little restless. Clearly thick tent isolated from the cold and sand, but she still has a kind of creepy feeling. It's like standing naked on the ice and surrounded by polar bears. Even if you open your eyes and find there's nothing different in the tent, that kind of fear still lingers. "Father, are you awake, too?" Fujiwara turns her head and looks to the side in surprise. Her father, Fujiwara Daiwa, kept his eyes open, keeping his muscles taut and ready to work. She knew that her father was a master of martial arts at the top of xiaoyuanfeng. She was very sensitive to danger, which made Fujiwara nervous. Maybe what she felt all the time was not an illusion. "Someone's coming." Fujiwara stood up and dressed indifferently, holding the samurai sword in his hand. This made fujihara puzzled: "father, it's impossible, isn't it? As long as there is any wind and grass, the Sentinels outside can detect it. " Fujiwara Daiwa shook his head with a gloomy face: "they can prevent jackals, but they can't stop lions." "Guests outside, come in." Beads of sweat appeared on Fujiwara's forehead. He found that the whole tent had been blocked by a strange force, and no sound from here could be transmitted to the outside, which was why Fujiwara didn't immediately sound the alarm. What's more, the other side's ostentatious announcement of their existence shows that they have great confidence and regard this small army as a prey in the cage. Soon, under fujihara's frightened eyes, the tent curtain was lifted. There are enemies outside. They killed three sentinels quietly! The heavy fact that someone died outside made Fujiwara feel out of breath. When she flew to the desert of Africa, she had heard her father talk about the cruelty of war, but the three lives disappeared quietly. Fujiwara's heartache was endless. A young man in a light brown thin dress came in. It's not a uniform. Fujiwara and his daughter were stunned. This is not common in the desert. Even a mercenary like a vulture has his own logo. As long as he knows the other's identity, he has room to fight back. Is this dress for concealing identity, expressing killing intention, or something else? Fujiwara and back cold, no matter what kind of situation, are bad for them! This young man's accomplishments are obviously overwhelming. As a Kendo master, he has a feeling that he can't compete. Yes, of course, they didn't know the light brown clothes, because they were the prison clothes given by major general Gong before boarding. They had no other effect except for being thinner and cooler in the desert during the day. Lin Nan light looking at Fujiwara father and daughter, male martial arts master, female only bone refining realm. "To give you a choice and answer my question truthfully can make your death faster." Lin Nan doesn't want to waste his time and go straight. Can Fujiwara father and daughter are stunned, this let Lin Nan frown, should not understand Chinese? Although he knows some Japanese, they are all basic. Communication is a big problem. "You are Chinese!" Fujiwara Yamato's face is as heavy as water, and what he says is Mandarin with correct words and round accents. Lin Nan took a surprised look at Fujiwara and said, "tell me what's in the Sahara war zone, why does this war zone exist, and what are the merits of war in the Japanese army?"Fujiwara is biting his teeth. He looks worried and looks at his daughter. Fujiwara shivers behind him. Lin Nan's indifferent eyes remind Fujiwara of the executioner who executed the death penalty. "What? "No answer?" Lin Nan's eyebrows sank: "I have many ways to let you die after suffering. The results are the same. Just answer me a few simple questions, and I promise to let you die painlessly." Unexpectedly, Fujiwara Dahe laughs. He crazily pulls out his samurai sword and points it at Lin Nan: "new boy, I just want to tell you that in this desert, Fujiwara Dahe can compromise with anyone, but not with China!" "Either you or I die today!" Fujiwara and the corners of his mouth sneer. He can see that Lin Nan has just arrived in Sahara. He has also encountered sandstorms and is unable to make peace with the Chinese military. This kind of dangerous Chinese, Fujiwara Daiwa, will never let Lin Nan arrive at the Chinese military smoothly. "Then die." Lin Nan snorted. He had heard that Japanese soldiers were tough. Since he couldn't get information from Fujiwara, he didn't want to talk nonsense. Kill them first! Maybe the death of this officer will bring him some military achievements. "Ha Fujiwara and a strange call, armed with a samurai sword rushed up. Silver blade across the beautiful arc, cut to Lin Nan's head. He has obviously experienced actual combat, and his Sabre technique is old and neat. Ordinary martial arts masters have to stay away from this sabre. Lin Nan shook his head, but the gap between the two sides was too big. Even if Lin Nan stood still and let Fujiwara cut, he could not be hurt at all. Just as the samurai sword was about to fall, Fujiwara and sneered. The vertical cut samurai sword suddenly turned into a crosscut. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
