National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

"Come on!" The whole process of activating the ability took only a short moment, but Lei Zhe showed a smile that showed he was determined to win.

The strong wind blew in from the window, blowing up the sawdust and sand on the ground.

Lei Zhe held the Frostwolf Survival Knife in his hand, his posture was upright yet somewhat cold, every breath he took was steady and powerful, his eyes fixed on the wild strongman in front of him, it seemed as if he had already seen through everything!

The wild strongman stood there like a towering mountain, with muscles bulging high like pieces of hard rocks, his messy hair flying wildly in the wind, and the mace in his hand carried a strong smell of blood.

"Huxi——"

The battle started again. The wild strongman roared, swung his mace, and smashed it hard on Leizhe's head with a whistling sound!

Lei Zhe was not in a hurry. There was a flash of calmness in his eyes. At the moment when the mace was about to fall, he flashed like a ghost and easily avoided the fatal blow.

"Come again."

The casual words were like a cold needle piercing the heart of the strong man and aroused his anger.

"Ahhh-"

Then, the Savage Hercules launched several attacks in succession, each with overwhelming force. However, Lei Zhe seemed to know his every move in advance, and always managed to dodge skillfully at the critical moment.

Pala--

This blow directly smashed the bookshelf behind Lei Zhe into pieces, and countless books scattered on the ground, piling up into a small hill.

"Each time before you attack, the shoulder in the corresponding direction will sink slightly." Lei Zhe was like a nimble rabbit at this moment. After dodging, he did not forget to point out the opponent's weakness.

"Hmm? Husibulado!"

The savages were still clamoring, but Lei Zhe began to fight back. He tossed the Frostwolf Survival Knife in his hand, then danced it quickly, flashing a cold light!

He first made a feint and stabbed at the savage's chest. Seeing this, the savage strongman subconsciously held the mace across his chest to block. At this moment, Lei Zhe suddenly turned his wrist and changed direction!

The sharp ice-blue blade slashed across the savage's arm like a flash of lightning, and blood splattered in an instant!

歘——

"Ahhh..." The savage strongman felt pain and let out an angry roar. The ability of his iron body was activated again, and all the hair on his body stood up.

He ignored the wound on his arm and swung the mace more frantically. Lei Zhe remained calm and nimble, moving flexibly within the savages' attack range, looking for their weaknesses.

The wild strongman swung his mace and swept it towards Lei Zhe. Lei Zhe did not choose to dodge, but rushed towards the mace.

At the moment when the mace was about to hit him, Lei Zhe suddenly squatted down, raised the Frostwolf survival knife upward, and accurately chopped the savage's knee. The savage strongman's body suddenly lost balance and fell heavily to the ground!

Snapped--

Lei Zhe didn't give the savage a chance to breathe. He rushed forward and swung the Frostwolf Survival Knife towards the savage's neck.

歘——

The savage was not killed by the opponent's iron body. Lei Zhe added two more hits before finally killing the opponent!

歘——

The last knife caused flesh and blood to fly everywhere, and drops of blood splattered on the scattered documents on the ground. Those notes with the so-called ability formulas written in densely packed small characters were covered by spots of dark red.

The wild strongman stared with his eyes wide open. Lei Zhe put his thumb under his nose. He was no longer breathing.

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There was endless darkness around him, and a pungent stench followed him like a shadow, penetrating into every pore of Zhang Yang.

The dim light flickered overhead and could go out at any time.

He looked up and saw water seeping out of the wall, sliding down the rough surface and accumulating into puddles of muddy sewage on the ground.

The ground underfoot was bumpy and full of mud and garbage. Rats were scurrying around, making creepy squeaks from time to time.

The slaves around him were half-naked, their skin was dark and rough, covered with scars and bruises, and their ribs were clearly visible, as if a gust of wind could blow them down.

A slave worker held a blue bird pendant in his hand, his eyes full of hope.

"Hello, do you know where this is?"

"This is hell, purgatory on earth..."

"I mean, the place names..."

"Kro Desert."

"Do you know Ye Dong?"

"What a strange name. My name is Ken Cooper."

……

"Is this your friend's?"

"Well, he is a man who longs for freedom. This gloomy cage cannot hold him."

"Did he succeed?"

"died."

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"Ken Kubo, hold on! Maybe we can still save him, hold on!"

"Thank you..." Ken Kubo coughed out the last bit of blood and phlegm, opened his eyes with his last bit of strength, and looked at the strange man in front of him who looked like a god descended from heaven.

"I'm free..." He forced a smile and handed the blue bird pendant in his pocket to Zhang Yang's palm.

"Ken Kubo!"

"Ken Kubo—"