Ye Qinghan on the boulder also seemed to be a little stunned, and he looked at the cliff a little blankly. After a moment, he struggled to stand up straight, gasping for breath and exclaiming, "Who else wants to kill me?"

"Is this kid crazy? He is like this, he can be blown down by a gust of wind, and he dares to continue to provoke?"

"It is estimated that he already knows that he will die, and at this point, it is useless to be weak and beg for mercy, but he is also a little hard!"

"I'm going to make a move, do any of you have an opinion?" a European in a black suit stepped forward, the bald man with a horrible scar on his face, his gaze swept over the others, and he shouted loudly in English.

"Agnes, ranked twenty-nine on the dark web, you are indeed qualified to strike first!" the killers who were about to make a move sighed and stopped. The killer named Agnes clearly has a high status in their hearts, and they dare not provoke easily.

"Agnes, from Ireland. Twenty-nine years old, 1.80 meters tall, weighing 79 kilograms, proficient in sanda, karate, and taekwondo!" Zeng Huan's gaze swept over Agnes, and he gently recited this person's information in his mouth.

"Captain, don't we really have to make a move? That Ye Qinghan is already at the end of the strong crossbow, and this Agnes is ranked even higher than that Bansen just now, not to mention that this person is best at head-to-head combat. Several team members who followed behind Zeng Huan asked worriedly.

"Look at it! This kid was able to win even a single move from an innate master yesterday, where could he be so weak? He was going to dig a pit and bury all these people!" Zeng Huan curled the corners of his mouth, patted the shoulders of his teammates next to him with a smile, and shook his head gently.

Agnes took a pair of black leather gloves from his pocket and put them on his hands, and then climbed the boulder with great flaws. This person didn't have any communication with Ye Qinghan, in his eyes, Ye Qinghan was no longer worth wasting even a second of his time.

Agnes raised his head and twisted his neck, making a clattering sound. Then he moved his hands and feet in front of Ye Qinghan for a while, did a warm-up exercise, and then walked towards Ye Qinghan unhurriedly.

"Congratulations, you can die at the hands of me, Agnes!" said Agnes with a smile full of white teeth. Without waiting for Ye Qinghan to respond, he spun on the spot, and a whip leg with a strong wind whipped towards Ye Qinghan's head.

Ye Qinghan's arm was raised slightly, but soon his footsteps slid and he quickly dodged to the side. He dodged quickly in this step, and Agnes let out a soft sigh in his mouth, and he was a little surprised that this leg was not drawn.

"This Chinese man still has some knowledge, and he knows that he can't catch Agnes's kick. Agnes is a fourth-degree black belt in taekwondo, and if this kick hits his head, his head will shatter like a watermelon. Although it felt that there was no hope of winning this mission, several killers were still a little unwilling to watch the battle, and several of them nodded and said.

The battle on the boulder continued, and Ye Qinghan had been dodging at this time. He gasped for breath, but his feet moved as fast as he could. Agnes almost hit him several times, but he always dodged him without allowing him to strike.

"It turns out that this Huaxia man's specialty is speed, and when he went up the mountain just now, he was so fast, I thought he was so powerful! But if he hides like this, how long can he hide?" said one of the killers watching the battle.

"Huaxia's yellow-skinned monkey, do you only know how to hide? The so-called Huaxia martial arts is so vulnerable?" Obviously, the person in front of him has reached the end of the crossbow, and he also knows that he can kill him as long as he hits once, and he has been busy for so long, but he has never touched a single corner of his clothes.

"Almost!" The two chased and fled for about ten minutes, Ye Qing smiled coldly and whispered, and suddenly stopped.

At this moment, Agnes pounced on him like a mad dog, and under the huge inertia, his strong body couldn't stop crashing into Ye Qinghan's body.

"Idiot, you're going to die!" Agnes thought that Ye Qinghan couldn't stand his agitation, and was ready to fight with him. With a cruel smile on his face, he added a little more strength and slammed into Ye Qinghan's body.

"Life and glory! another stubborn and stupid Huaxia man!" The thoughts of the people below were the same as Agnes, looking at Ye Qinghan who was standing up straight, and let out a sigh.

"Light cold!" The scream sounded from the crowd, and Han Jingwen, who was sweating profusely, struggled to break through the crowd and rushed out. Her tearful eyes were full of dead silence, and when she saw Ye Qinghan on the verge of life and death, she felt that her world was about to be shattered.

Just when Han Jingwen's scream sounded, Ye Qinghan seemed to be alarmed, he suddenly turned around and looked at Han Jingwen. With this turn, he who was supposed to face Agnes has become a side-to-side pair. In an instant, he seemed to realize that he was still in danger, and subconsciously took a step back.

Everything was between the lightning and flint, and Agnes, who was rushing towards Ye Qinghan with all his strength, couldn't hold his foot, and Ye Qinghan, who was retreating, just had one foot that hadn't been withdrawn yet. In the midst of all the curses that killed the fingers and cursed the heavens and the earth, Agnes was so dead that he was on Ye Qinghan's feet, and he threw himself down the cliff like a bird with his arms outstretched.

A terrible scream resounded through the valley again, but the crowd watching the battle was already numb. How much luck did it take to be able to receive such favor from God twice in a dangerous situation? Several religious people could not help but bow their heads and pray.

"Hell, how could such a thing happen? Isn't Agnes a 4th degree black belt in taekwondo? Isn't he a black belt in karate? Isn't he proficient in sanda? How could he make such a stupid mistake!"

"Qinghan, don't be afraid, I've already called the police. The police said that they had reached the bottom of the mountain, and they would be there soon!" Han Jingwen was soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, and at this moment, she showed calmness beyond ordinary people. After seeing that Ye Qinghan was okay for the time being, she did not rush forward, but chose to call the police as soon as possible.

Several tall men in the crowd glanced at each other and quickly squeezed to Han Jingwen's side. One of them reached out and covered Han Jingwen's mouth, picked her up with his other hand, and ran quickly down the mountain with his armpit.

Ye Qinghan, who was on top of the boulder, saw all this in his eyes, his eyes were cold, and his figure suddenly rose into the air. In mid-air, he grabbed a handful of leaves from the towering tree next to the boulder.