Chapter 707: analysis

Not long after Hu Zeheng left, two figures accompanied him.
Passed that room.
One of them is Yamamoto Hideichi, but the other is not Akai Kuroda.
After all, their distribution is completely random, and it is impossible to get together so coincidentally.
But the man was also an agent, short and stupid.
"This is... Fengtai!"
The short agent from Country R inadvertently scanned the room and froze when he saw what was inside.
I saw the wind in his mouth too, actually leaning on the root of the wall opposite the door, covering the mouth of the bear with both hands, eyes open in amusement.
A stern look.
But on his bear's mouth and the ground beside him, there was a lot of blood, which was terrifying.
"How could it be, who killed Fengtai in the end, is it the crippled person? How is this possible!" Hideki Yamamoto was also frightened and exclaimed in his mouth.
You must know that Murakami's fighting ability is among them.
At least Yamamoto thought that he was not Murakami's opponent.
But now, the other party's body is lying in front of him!
"Look at it in the past. If the crippling was really that bad, then our trouble would be even bigger." The short agent from Country R looked ugly.
And looked around with vigilance, it seemed to see if Hu Zeheng was hiding nearby.
According to the experience of their agents, it is a classic lesson plan to use corpses as bait to take advantage of enemy attacks.
So instinctively, he doubted whether people were ambushing around.
However, he obviously thinks a lot, after all, Hu Zeheng is not a professional agent, he is now at best a martial arts master.
"The time of death should not exceed five minutes, the body's warmth is still obvious, and the other party seems to have a sharp weapon that pierced the heart of Fengtai." Hideki Yamamoto said after a brief inspection.
The short agent nodded solemnly, adding: "From the point of blood splattering, Feng Tai did not fight the opponent for long. It should have been attacked at the moment the door was kicked open, and then did not It’s been a long time since it was killed. So whether it’s the direction of his body or the direction of the blood splatter, it’s the position facing the door. The opponent’s skill and combat power are terrible!

The bodies of the two were somewhat cold.
It was not fear of Hu Zeheng, but fear of the power of the death judge.
Such a disability can be given such a powerful fighting power, so what about himself? It is indeed worthy of being referred to as the supreme god!
Suddenly they understood the mentality of the death judges in China.
Because in the face of such existence, in addition to surrender, is there a better choice?
"Let's go, we must find more people to fight the crippling, no one knows how strong he is, we can't wait to be broken one by one." Hidemoto Yamamoto said.
He did not have any confidence in the rebellion against the death judge, but if it was the crippled man named Hu Zeheng... but he still wanted to fight for it.
Even if you die, you can't die in a crippled hand. Otherwise, what is the honor of being an elite agent?
The two left the ward quickly, and they didn't mean to deal with Murakami's body.
Because dead people with no value are not worth wasting time.
Hu Zeheng will be in a good mood, and he can even describe it with excitement.
Because just now, the death judge’s voice suddenly appeared, saying that he would help him restore hearing in one of the ears.
Then he found that his left ear could really hear it.
Although the pinna has not yet grown, the sound can be heard in one ear, which is definitely a huge help.
He was more confident and survived to the end in this trial.
"Hahaha! Little devils, come on!" He laughed and accelerated his search.
Soon after, he stood in front of a ward upstairs, and when he wanted to open it, he heard a footstep inside.
Obviously, the people inside also discovered his existence.
"Who is it?" is a woman's voice, shouting in R Mandarin.
Look very alert.
But her behavior exposed her unprofessionalism, so this is an experimenter, not an agent.
Hu Zeheng didn't know this, and he couldn't understand R Mandarin, but as long as he knew there were people in it, that was enough!
So after taking a deep breath, he grinned sternly and kicked out.
He kicked a huge noise on the door, and a scream rang out at the same time.
But the R country experimenter behind the door was kicked and flew out with the door.
Then it fell to the ground and was smashed hard by the door.
After just two hits, she was already injured and half dead.
The person was dizzy and didn't even know to get up and deal with the enemy immediately.
"Mad, he looks so old."
After seeing the woman inside, Hu Zeheng's expression was stinky.
Actually an old woman in her forties, he still wanted to have fun, really boring.
Although it's gone, it's okay to have a hand addiction.
"Don't, don't kill me!" The woman was already scared and stupid, and the first sentence after she came back was begging for mercy.
Although Hu Zeheng looked crippled, the foot just made her know that the frightening crippled face was terrifying.
"Go to your mother! If you don't kill you, how can you recover your body! Be your daydream." Hu Zeheng went up and faced the face of the woman from the R country.
A horrible click sounded, but the cheekbones of the face had broken and cracked!
A painful scream came from the woman of R country.
Hu Zeheng was suddenly excited, his eyes gleaming with morbid joy.
He was not a good person, and in the last trial, Ye Chen magnified the negative emotions in his heart, and now he still has sequelae. Coupled with the disfigurement, loss of the fifth limb and other horrible experiences, it even twisted his mind.
So this will be full of bloodthirst and the pleasure of tormenting the woman of R country.
"Hahaha! Let me die to die!" He stamped on his feet for a while and then stomped violently.
Along with the humming sound, the woman's face collapsed at a rate visible to the naked eye. ..
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