Mountain Eagle pounced like a fierce tiger, roaring with anger, the violent battle intent chilling to the bone, a stance as if ready to fight to the death. As a calm sniper, Mountain Eagle was this angry, showing his hatred for the enemy. But this ninja was indeed formidable, suddenly springing up, and with a backward slash, attacked like lightning, too fast for the naked eye to discern.
"Retreat quickly," Luo Zheng was horrified, shouting while rapidly firing.
"Puff puff puff!" Bullets hit the ninja, whose body stiffened, and the knife attacking Mountain Eagle slowed a beat. Mountain Eagle explosively retreated but still had his clothes cut open by the ninja, his chest burning with pain, blood surging, Mountain Eagle looked down in amazement to see a bloody mark on his chest. Fortunately, he was wearing a bullet-resistant vest and tight-fitting clothes; otherwise, this slash would have eviscerated him. Such a fast knife, such a sharp blade.
