"Hehe, you are not qualified to negotiate conditions with me now! Say, I will give you a good time, don't say it, wait to be tortured to death by me! Choose one of the two, you decide for yourself!" Chen Jiabing's hand stuck in the ninja's neck was slightly forced, putting pressure on him.

"Ah, I said!" The ninja could see from the other party's eyes that this person was definitely the master of what he said, and if he didn't say it or speak slowly, the other party would really torture him to death.

Just as the ninja was about to speak, Chen Jiabing suddenly killed a sharp weapon without warning behind him.

Fast!

It's so fast!

Although Chen Jiabing clamped his hand around the ninja's neck, he kept his attention around.

When Chen Jiabing smelled the murderous aura behind him, a sharp light appeared behind him like lightning.

It's incredibly fast like magic.

Chen Jiabing had a thought in his heart, but he didn't look back, but with a tightening of his hand, he pushed the ninja in front of him backwards.

"Poof!"

The sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh came, and needless to say, the opponent's sharp weapon had already struck into the ninja's body.

At this time, Chen Jiabing had already rushed forward a few steps, and when he turned around, he found that the sharp weapon in the hand of a man dressed in tight gray clothes had been deeply pierced into the ninja's chest.

However, the man in gray did not stop, he pulled out the sharp weapon that had been submerged in the ninja collector, and pushed the other person to the ground with a push, without looking at the ninja, let alone caring about the ninja's life or death.

Only then did Chen Jiabing see that the sharp weapon in the other party's hand was a short knife, and the entire length of the knife including the handle was less than 50 centimeters.

Chen Jiabing's hand touched his waist, his body rushed forward, and a cold light was drawn like lightning, like a whistling black dragon, attacking the other party.

Seeing this, the man in gray jumped up, and the person was in mid-air, and the short knife in his hand had already slashed at Chen Jiabing.

Knife and light training!

In the dazzling sword light, the cold light in Chen Jiabing's hand seemed to have become very faint.

But Chen Jiabing completely ignored it, and the murderous intent of the flying past!

It was rare to meet such a strong opponent, so Chen Jiabing used a weapon that he hadn't used for a long time.

"Dang!"

The sound of metal clashing sounded, and both of them took a few steps back from each other.

Chen Jiabing stopped, the cold light in his hand was across his chest, and not far away, the chest of the gray-clothed man rose and fell.

Titanium Thorn!

Looking at the weapon in front of Chen Jiabing's face, the gray-clothed man's expression was grim.

"Pretty good!"

The man in gray took half a step back, assumed a defensive posture, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "Damn Huaxia!"

Titanium thorn, seven inches long, similar to the three-edged army - thorn, are bloodletting and killing weapons, but the volume is much smaller than the army-thorn, and the use is more hidden in the sleeve or waist, often play a surprise effect when killing the enemy, the Chinese military has been used to arm the front-line scouts, drank a lot of enemy blood, among which the greatest loss is the Oriental people, in those years, the death of countless Orientals in the titanium thorn.

Yes, as soon as the gray-clothed man on the opposite side saw the titanium thorn in Chen Jiabing's hand, his eyes glowed with hatred.

"Yes, you actually recognize the titanium thorn in my hand!" Chen Jiabing said coldly.

A grim smile appeared on the gray-clothed man's face, and the knife in his hand slowly stood up.

The sneer on the corner of Chen Jiabing's mouth was still there, but the titanium thorn in his hand was not in his sleeve.

But the man in gray knew that when the opponent's titanium thorn came out earlier, it would definitely be a thunderous blow.

The gray-clothed man drew a circle on his left hand, clenched the short knife in his right hand, and suddenly let out a low roar, and then sped up his pace and rushed towards Chen Jiabing, he was very strange when he ran, his body was obviously much lower, it seemed to be running with his limbs but fast as the wind, like a fierce wolf galloping in the field.

The short knife that shimmered with cold light was his fierce fangs.

Chen Jiabing recognized that this was a commonly used attack and killing tactic used by the Chinese military, but he didn't expect this Oriental to use it so well, and it seemed that he had studied Huaxia things in depth.

Then, Chen Jiabing's foot kicked and killed the other party.

As the two approached, a whirlwind swept in the small space. They are like two wild wolves running at high speed and colliding head-on, although they know that each other is strong, they have absolute confidence in themselves!

So, the two fought together in the most primitive, bloody, and brutal way.

"Dang!"

"When!

"When!when!when!"

The fight between the two made Dong Huiyu involuntarily cover his ears, and the bun lying on the side was a little better, but he also felt that his ears were a little uncomfortable.

The sound of gold and iron echoed in the room, pale spikes and lightning swords crisscrossed to form two completely different whirlwinds, and where the swords and lights intersected were dazzling sparks that kept bursting.

"Kill!"

Chen Jiabing let out a low roar, and at the same time, his right arm flew up and down like a windmill, so fast that people couldn't see the shape clearly, and the titanium thorn that flashed with cold light appeared in his hand again at some point.

kept waving, and the man in gray was as good as the man in gray, blocking all the other party's killing moves, but his face still flashed with a touch of praise, which had nothing to do with national feelings, but he didn't think that there was such a master among the Orientals, if this person was not an Oriental, but a Chinese, Chen Jiabing was confident that the other party would be included in his camp.

It's a pity that all this has long been destined to have only one person before each other to live to the end!

"Dangdang!"

Although Dong Huizhi covered his ears with his hands, the sound still came into his ears, shocking him to the point that he was about to stop breathing, and his heart seemed to be pinched by a big hand, however, although he didn't understand it very well, he still couldn't take his eyes off everything in the field!

Nervous!

Stimulate!

This is simply as enjoyable as acting in movies and television.

The movements of the two sides are getting faster and faster, so fast that the figures are indistinguishable, and so fast that Dong Hui's eyes have phantoms.

I don't know who was injured, the crimson blood beads began to splash everywhere, and Dong Hui's eyesight naturally couldn't see anything, but the bun on the side could barely see that the faces of the two people in the battle had become a little distorted, looking fierce and fierce.

Two minutes later, the man in gray found that he was gradually unable to keep up with the speed of the opponent's titanium thorn, not because his reaction and strength were worse than Chen Jiabing's, but because Chen Jiabing's endurance was like a tireless chariot, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

You must know that Chen Jiabing, as Wang Meng's right-hand man, naturally has his advantages, but he hides his strength many times, and now he shows his strength in the face of the man in gray.

"Phew!"

With a sound, the weapons of the two sides collided violently again, and the gray-clothed man took a few steps back, and there were already six or seven bloody stabs on his body, while Chen Jiabing took two steps back, and he actually felt a little uncomfortable in his chest.

"Fight again!"

Chen Jiabing didn't give the other party any respite, the titanium thorn in his hand shook, and rushed towards the other party again.

"Phew!"

When Chen Jiabing used eighty percent of the titanium thorn to slash at the short knife of the gray-clothed man who rushed over with his teeth, the gray-clothed man's whole body was shocked, his arm was weak, and he no longer had the strength to hold the knife in his hand to block the titanium thorn in Chen Jiabing's hand.

The gray-clothed man's gaze was bitter and desperate, but he didn't close his eyes, he was waiting, waiting for Chen Jiabing's titanium thorn to pierce into his chest.

In that case, the man in gray will be relieved!

At this time, where the titanium thorn in Chen Jiabing's hand passed, the turban wrapped around the head of the gray-clothed man had been cut in half, and a strand of hair flew up with the passing air and danced like a weed.

When the titanium thorn in Chen Jiabing's hand was pointed at the throat of the man in gray, he suddenly stopped all movements, and a wisp of blood had slowly descended down the neck of the man in gray, but it did not cause fatal damage.

A trace of incomprehension flashed in the eyes of the gray-clothed man, it stands to reason that at this time, as long as the titanium thorn in the other party's hand is sent forward, there will be one more hole in his throat.

He couldn't understand why Chen Jiabing hadn't used his strength at this time.

"You, are you a woman?" Chen Jiabing was slightly stunned and asked, but the titanium thorn in his hand remained untouched and was still pressed against the other party's throat.

The eyes swept over the other party's chest, it seemed that there was something different, not as flat as a man, but slightly raised, looking at what the other party used to wrap his towering, people can't find out that they are a woman if they don't pay special attention.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to kill, do it!" said the man in gray in an unfamiliar Chinese dialect, with a slight tremor in his tone.

It's not that she's not afraid of death, it's just that in the face of death, everyone wants to survive, and what she said at this time is just to show her attitude of not admitting defeat.

"It's easy to kill you!" Chen Jiabing slowly took back the titanium thorn in his hand: "You go, don't let me see you again in the future, although you are an opponent worthy of my respect, but I don't dare to guarantee that if there is a next time, I will definitely stab your throat without hesitation......"

In the face of Chen Jiabing's cold words, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the woman in gray, this Chinese man is too unpredictable, it stands to reason that the other party will let him go at this time, so he is not afraid that he will take the opportunity to kill the man named Dong Huizhi before leaving?

"Don't think crookedly, if you have any action to kill Dong Huizhi, I guarantee that in less than a second, my titanium thorn will pierce into your chest......" Chen Jiabing said in a cold tone, breaking the other party's thoughts.

"......" The woman in gray had a dead face, at this time, even if she wanted to do it, it was impossible, the other party seemed to have the ability to see through people's hearts and knew what she wanted to do.

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