Supreme soldier king

Yang Hao naturally didn't want to reveal his identity, he shook his head at Natasha and said, "You don't care who I am, I'll save you, I just can't understand how despicable he is, I just saved you."

"Save me?" Natasha's eyes flashed a little wary: "Why did you appear here? Did you come here for the holy sword?"

Yang Hao didn't hide his purpose, nodded and said: "Yes, I also came here for the holy sword, I saved your life anyway, I think you shouldn't stop me, after all, if I don't save you If you die, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Natasha showed a complex look on her face, and she was quite hesitant. She was about to speak, but Yang Hao said again: "I think you don't want to be knocked out by me, so please stop talking about objecting." Because you don’t have the strength to resist now, why bother yourself in vain, you’ve done your best, it’s enough, isn’t it?”

Natasha shook the gun in her hand: "I have a gun in my hand, aren't you afraid?"

Yang Hao laughed dumbly: "First, you, Natasha, have always had clear grievances and grievances, and you have a straightforward personality. I saved your life. You will definitely not use the gun I gave you to deal with me. You can't do this. Second, since I dare to give you the gun, I naturally don't worry about you using it against me. If you don't believe me, you can try it..."

Natasha lowered the gun in her hand, looked at Kluf, who was limp beside him, and thought about how incapable of resistance Kluf was in the hands of this mysterious masked man just now, and knew in her heart that the opponent's strength might be very strong. Super powerful, definitely not comparable to myself.

Not to mention that I am seriously injured now, even if I am not injured, I am afraid there is no way to deal with this person. What's more, he is right, he saved his life, if he still uses the gun he gave him to deal with him, then Isn't it ungrateful and inferior to animals?

Natasha bit her lip and moved backward with difficulty: "Can you tell me who you are?"

Yang Hao shook his head and said, "If I told you that you are the head of the holy knights of the Holy See, wouldn't I be asking for trouble?"

Natasha leaned against an abandoned vehicle next to her, turned her head and glanced outside: "The person holding the holy sword has already left, why don't you go after them?"

"Since they are all in the same group, why should I go after them? They will definitely get the holy sword back. I just need to wait for them quietly here."

Yang Hao answered Natasha lightly, but added in his heart, if you die, I will chase after you and kill all these people to avenge you, but if you are still alive, then I will save you You are naturally enough, as for your other subordinates, that has nothing to do with me.

Yang Hao squatted down, looked around Natasha's body, and finally focused on Natasha's thigh, where a piece of iron was directly inserted into her thigh deeply, and blood flowed out , has left her pants covered in blood.

Naturally, Yang Hao didn't bring any first aid equipment with him. He said in a low voice, "Your thigh needs to be bandaged. This place is remote, otherwise, you may lose too much blood."

Natasha couldn't move her thighs, and her body was also severely impacted by the explosion. Although she was protected by one of her team members with her life, she survived, but she was still seriously injured, and it was difficult for her to even move.

Yang Hao looked at Natasha's appearance, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't mind, let me bandage it up for you?"

Natasha knew that Yang Hao was right. If she continued to bleed like this, she might really bleed to death, so she nodded slightly: "Okay, thank you."

Yang Hao knelt down and said in a low voice, "I've offended you, bear with it."

Yang Hao grabbed Natasha's trousers and tore her trousers from the wound, revealing her tight and white thighs.

Natasha's eyes showed two points of complex expression, two points of shyness, but also two points of helplessness, fortunately, she is also a straightforward and outgoing woman, knowing that Yang Hao is healing her wounds, so she didn't say much, He let his long legs be revealed in front of Yang Hao.

Yang Hao looked around, dragged Kluff who was limp on the ground over, pulled off his coat, ripped off the shirt inside him with a slam, and tore them all into pieces of cloth strip.

After preparing everything, Yang Hao held the iron piece, looked up at Natasha, and then pulled it out forcefully.

A stream of blood spurted out along with Yang Hao's movements. Without blinking his eyes, Yang Hao picked up the cloth strips that had been prepared, and quickly helped Natasha bandage the wound.

Yang Hao handled the wound very skillfully and professionally, and his movements were very gentle. Except where he had to use force, he would not touch Natasha's sore spot.

When Yang Hao was treating Natasha's wound, Natasha just kept staring at Yang Hao without blinking her eyes.

The gun that Yang Hao gave her was in her hand, but she didn't have the idea of ​​using the gun to deal with Yang Hao at all, she just looked at it like this, straight at it.

After watching for a while, and then looking at Yang Hao's movements, Natasha's eyes showed a somewhat strange expression.

She felt more and more that she knew the man in front of her.

Just when Yang Hao bandaged Natasha's thigh, finally tied the knot and looked up, Natasha, who was staring at Yang Hao, suddenly asked, "Do we know each other?"

Yang Hao smiled and said, "We don't know each other."

Natasha stared at Yang Hao, her eyes were still straight, she didn't believe Yang Hao's answer: "You know my name, know my position, and you can even follow me here quietly...you have always been Are you spying on me?"

Yang Hao didn't want to admit that he was indeed monitoring Natasha, and replied calmly: "I monitored Kruf, that's why I followed him here. I wanted to call before you."

When Natasha heard what Yang Hao said, her doubts were slightly reduced by two points.

Just when Natasha was about to ask something, there was a burst of noisy footsteps, apparently the members of the Knights who had chased those men had returned.

Natasha's eyes flashed a little cold, and she clenched the pistol in her hand.

Yang Hao said softly: "You first confirm whether they are all Kluff's subordinates, then I can help you kill them, and then, the holy sword is mine, is there any problem?"

Natasha whispered: "Even if you saved my life and took the holy sword today, I will definitely get the holy sword back."

Yang Hao said softly: "You don't need to track it down, the holy sword will return to your hands, I promise."

Natasha was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand what Yang Hao meant for a while, but Yang Hao turned around and stepped directly behind an abandoned car next to him.

The footsteps were getting closer, and a group of heavily armed men rushed over. One of them carried the rectangular metal box that he had seen before, and perhaps the holy sword was inside.

The group of men saw the scene in the path clearly, and their faces were a little surprised.

Natasha is still alive?

Shouldn't she be dead?

What's the matter with Cluff, lying there motionless, could it be that he was poisoned by Natasha?

A man in his forties took a few steps forward with a gun in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Commander, it's great that you're alright...Deputy Captain Kluf, what's wrong?"

Natasha looked at the man in front of her coldly, and said in a low voice, "Did you get the holy sword back?"

The man hesitated for a second and replied: "Yes, we chased for a while. There were four people on the other side. We focused on chasing the man with the holy sword on his back. We shot that man dead, and we got the holy sword back... "

A strange expression appeared on Natasha's face, and she waved her hand at the man: "Give me the holy sword."

The man took a step back and looked at Natasha warily: "Captain, what's wrong with the deputy chief? Is he dead? What happened here?"

Natasha watched the man repeatedly questioning Kluff, with a wary look on her face, and she was roughly sure that what Kluff said was true.

These people are indeed Kluff's subordinates, and they all belong to the homeless camp. It is unexpected that they have eroded the Holy See to such a degree.

"I ordered you to give me the holy sword. Why, do you want to disobey?" Natasha stared at these subordinates, one by one, and then frowned again: "Where's Kyle?"

The man showed a somewhat guilty expression on his face: "Kyle was shot by the enemy while chasing and killing the enemy, and died..."

Natasha's face was a bit painful. Among this group of people, Kyle was a subordinate she trusted. She didn't believe that Kyle was also from the homeless camp, and she didn't believe that he would betray her, so she insisted on asking this question After a while, but these people told themselves that Kyle was dead and killed by the enemy?

With so many people, no one will die, but Kyle?

Natasha's eyes suddenly filled with boundless hostility: "You guys killed Kyle, right?"

The man was stared at by Natasha, and suddenly took a step back subconsciously: "Captain, what do you mean by that?"

Because the mysterious and powerful man with the mask was in the dark, Natasha didn't bother to make false claims with the other party, and sneered: "He is not one of yours, so in order to make this pursuit more real, you not only killed Kyle, but also You also killed your own people, you are really willing to spend your money."

The man's complexion suddenly changed, and all the guns in the hands of the group of men raised their guns, pointing at Natasha who was sitting on the ground with a clatter, and the man in the lead sternly shouted: "You already know, kill me!" Deputy head?"

Natasha smiled coldly, and did not answer the man's words, but raised her head slightly, looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and said indifferently: "They are all sinners who have their comrades' blood on their hands and have forgotten the glory in their hearts. kill it."