Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 765 - 762: Hidden Kill VS Mercenary

Chapter 765: Chapter 762: Hidden Kill VS Mercenary

"Yingzi, if we lose, we should have a bet, right? If you lose, don’t you have to pay something?"

Bu Chen grinned and his gaze revealed a hint of mischief. Clearly, he was highly confident in himself.

Black Hawk glanced at him and said, "A bet? How do you want to wager?"

"Hehe, let’s not rush the bet. Let’s see who can kill more enemies. At that time, we’ll decide who wins, how about that? This is purely about count, not time. Don’t tell me that the Thirteen Eagles of the past have lost their fighting spirit, for that’s not the Black Hawk I know."

Bu Chen slapped his shoulder heavily, "Let’s begin!"

"Clack!"

Black Hawk held his sniper rifle, already aiming at the band of villains ahead.

Just then, a skinny man stepped out from among the Martial Arts Society members.

The man was not tall, with a sharp, monkey-like face and a mouse mustache. His eyes might have seemed small, but they twinkled with intelligence.

He was one of the top ten experts in the Martial Arts Society in terms of overall strength, even stronger than Black Hawk and Bu Chen. The establishment of the Martial Arts Society itself was a success led by civilian experts in Zhonghai, densely populated with experts.

Later, to develop the Martial Arts Society better, Lin Zifeng specifically created a ’Hidden Kill’ made up of the top ten experts of the Martial Arts Society.

Similar to the Mountain and River List.

"Captain, I have something to say."

The mouse-faced man twisted his lips, his eyebrows furrowing into a frown.

"What’s wrong? Is there something matter?" Bu Chen asked.

Without thinking, the mouse-faced man leaned close to Bu Chen’s ear, whispered a few words, and then slowly began leading a team towards the back.

Watching Bu Chen’s serious expression, Black Hawk frowned and asked softly, "What happened?"

"It’s nothing, it’s nothing. Come on, let’s continue playing; the competition hasn’t started yet, remember who kills more."

Bu Chen grabbed Black Hawk’s arm and recounted everything the mouse-faced man had just told him.

Following Bu Chen’s advice, they did not act immediately but continued to remain in hiding.

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before the first sound of an arrow strike echoed from within the hillside jungle.

The group that had been treating the Martial Arts Society as their prey on the hillside quickly fell into disarray.

At the same time, the villains nearby were alerted.

"Yingzi, let’s start!"

Without waiting for Bu Chen to start, Black Hawk had already begun loading his arrows. Clack.

Arrow loaded.

Both men were extremely fast with their hands.

"Bang!"

Immediately, an armed goon a kilometer away in the jungle was killed instantly by an arrow that pierced through his head, cutting through the air resistance.

A striking arc of bright red blood splashed high!

"Bang!"

Following the sound of the arrow, another villain’s head exploded, sending flesh and blood flying, leaving nothing but a gaping hole where his head had been.

Disgusting fragments splattered all over the face of a comrade nearby.

Whoosh!

"Take cover!"

The gang of villains descended into chaos, dozens of fully-armed goons quickly hiding within the jungle.

Unfortunately, this was a competition between Black Hawk and Bu Chen.

The past mercenary king and the retired soldier king confronted each other.

Both men grew more excited as they continued to fight.

"Bang bang bang!"

The jungle was fogged with blood, each piercing arrow carried along the favor of the Death God.

Screams filled the jungle, and even without seeing a single figure, everyone impacted cried and screamed for mercy.

"Ah!"

"Save me!!!"

Meanwhile, as ten Hidden Kill members quietly infiltrated the hillside, the sound of arrows ceased.

"Yingzi, how was it? Pretty good shooting?"

Bu Chen grinned and laughed merrily, enjoying the thrill of killing for the first time in the many years since his retirement.

"It’s just the beginning,"

Black Hawk smirked as he continued to pull the trigger, with the sound of arrows filling the air.

The villains in the jungle were quickly annihilated; those who didn’t die were probably crippled.

Meanwhile, the battle on the hillside seemed to be far from over.

Ten members of Hidden Kill, each holding a Nepalese Army Knife, looked full of intent, like incarnate gods of death.

Their fully equipped battle suits were stained with fresh blood.

The ten had resolute faces and their bronze skin exuded a strong desire to kill.

At that moment, they faced a dozen fully equipped martial artists.

The two groups had been in a standoff for a while, neither side using Arrow Weapon.

This was a contest between the Martial Arts Society and martial artists—the first true hand-to-hand engagement since the Martial Arts Society was formed.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The members of Hidden Kill shouted in unison, and both sides quickly charged at their opponents, struggling fiercely.

"Puh!"

Instantly, the head of a martial artist was twisted off by a member of Hidden Kill during a clash.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Punches landed heavily on the target, and as Rat Man kicked repeatedly, two brawny mercenaries were sent flying several meters away.

"Ha!"

The coordination among the ten was extremely disciplined.

Especially this Rat Man, though not tall, was extremely ferocious in his attacks.

An abrupt strong hand gripped a martial artist’s neck.

Crack.

Struggling, Rat Man twisted fiercely, his fingers like eagle claws, digging into the mercenary’s neck and gruesomely tearing out a piece of bloody flesh along with the internal organs, which were particularly gory.

"Bang!"

Rat Man kicked the man, sending him flying.

Following that, another member of Hidden Kill pounced again.

The sharp Nepalese Army Knife stabbed several men, and in less than half a minute, all the men at the scene were injured.

Rat Man licked the corner of his mouth, staring coldly at his opponent.

The remaining mercenaries were already trembling with fear due to the ferocity of the Hidden Kill members.

Fighting these lunatics was undoubtedly a form of torment.

"What, scared?"

Rat Man kept sneering at them, his bloodthirsty eyes filled with extreme greed.

"Just who are you people?!"

The other side spoke in a fluent foreign language, which none of Rat Man’s group understood.

"Save your breath, we’re from the Huaxia Martial Arts Society. Save your words for King Yan in Hell!"

Rat Man sneered incessantly, and suddenly two Nepalese Army Knives lunged from behind.

Pup, pup.

Two mercenaries were immediately impaled, creating a gaping hole in their chests.

"Don’t! Don’t kill us! Don’t kill us!"

The other side was terrified.

"Only the fittest survive," Rat Man said coldly.

In this environment, they had no intention of sparing these mercenaries. Known as the land of death, surviving here was already a miracle, and no one would create potential problems for themselves.

Just then, a voice from behind suddenly interrupted.

"Stop!"

Black Hawk and Bu Chen quickly followed.

"Captain!"

Rat Man didn’t understand.

"Don’t kill them for now, they might still be useful," Black Hawk said nonchalantly.