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The dark grenade smashed towards Chen Ling's position, forming a curved arc in the air.

At this time, Chen Ling had noticed the grenade in mid-air, and did not dodge it in advance. Instead, he was highly excited and stared sharply at the rolling grenade.

He is very aware of the current situation. Once the grenade explodes around him, all his advantages will be lost.

The other party must take advantage of the opportunity of the explosion to rush over.

You can escape by yourself, but your comrades-in-arms and the old man will surely die!

"Fight!"

Chen Ling's eagle eyes locked on the grenade in the air, and he grabbed the dagger in his right hand.

In an instant, the crazy use of ballistic shooting techniques in his mind formed a trajectory of flying daggers in his mind.

call out!

Between the light and flint, the dagger in Chen Ling's hand flew out.

Cold light flashes!

Boom!

A crisp crash sounded in mid-air.

The flying dagger stabbed the grenade with precision.

This is the result of Chen Ling's crazy shooting practice for a month.

His ballistic shooting has reached the level of intermediate precision, and this principle is the same when applied to dagger shooting.

The ballistic lock, the combination of the strength of the arm and the wrist, is like a flying sword, hitting the target accurately.

This seems like luck to others, only Chen Ling knows that this is the result of training.

And at the moment when the dagger was flying, Chen Ling's legs exerted force again, like a wild horse running away, rushing towards the two of them.

And Matsuno and Heilong, who were about to launch a surprise attack, saw the grenade just flew up, and shot a dagger in mid-air, hitting the grenade!

"Fuck!"

Matsuno burst out.

How can this be?

Is it the kung fu that Yan Guo said?

This is a distance of more than 50 meters, the grenade is only the size of a fist, and the flying speed is so fast that it only takes the blink of an eye.

The opponent throws a throwing knife and hits it?

What an international joke!

Luck, definitely luck!

Matsuno and Heilong's faces were extremely gloomy.

The grenade was intercepted in mid-air and fell directly near them.

The two burst out with the greatest strength in their bodies and rushed towards the jungle on one side.

boom!

A huge explosion sounded, the mountains and forests shook, and a cloud of smoke rose around.

The soil was flying, the rocks were flying, and the surroundings were instantly covered with gunpowder smoke.

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With the explosion of the grenade, a huge fireball rolled, forming a powerful air wave.

The surrounding trees and weeds shook violently.

The black dragon rolled forward continuously, trying to avoid the shock wave, but it was too late.

The hot air wave hit him, the blood in the body surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

boom!

When the black dragon fell to the ground, gunshots sounded.

The next moment, he felt a tearing pain coming from between his eyebrows.

The sky was spinning, and the eyes turned blood red...

The bullet pierced his forehead fiercely, and a blood hole burst out.

"Heilongjun!"

Matsuno roared, and the angry soul was about to come out.

He immediately turned the gun and wanted to lock Chen Ling, but it was too late, and Chen Ling shot first.

Matsuno could only back away again, avoiding the bullets.

Chen Ling, who rushed over, ran wildly, and it was the last bullet just now.

If it wasn't for the explosion of the grenade affecting the actions of Heilong and Matsuno, and giving Chen Ling a chance to get closer, his situation would be very dangerous.

It can be said that the reversal of the situation is entirely due to Heilong.

Matsuno rolled out from behind the big tree, just about to lift his gun, huh, a black thing flew towards his forehead, and a black line bulged out of his forehead.

This is the second time!

He hurriedly dodged.

It was the pistol in Chen Ling's hand that smashed over.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Ling, who was bare-handed, had already rushed over, grabbed the barrel of the gun with his cloth-wrapped palm, and pulled it hard.

Matsuno's body was passively pulled, and immediately let go and grabbed the pistol on his waist.

Chen Ling moved faster than him, strode forward, folded his right fist, and slammed into Matsuno's face.

"idiot!"