The body that was convulsed because of blood loss shook under Leng Ji's hands, and his half-raised left hand touched the dagger stained with his own blood, and his left hand grabbed Leng Ji's left hand against the top of his head, and the aggrieved posture and gushing blood made his arm weak, and he stalemate for a while, and finally hung down weakly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The pistol was put into the pocket of his coat, and the hair on the back of the tall man's head was grabbed in his hand by the cold season, and he controlled his head and pressed his neck against the blade of the knife.

The light in his eyes diminished with the gushing of blood, and the will to survive was completely lost in the passage of time. The blood on his face gradually faded, revealing a face as pale as a dead man, and the hideous expression froze on his face as the struggle weakened, and finally became his last terrifying appearance.

The strong man's body stiffened in mid-air, and he couldn't move his gaze for a moment, and the dark brown pupils reflected the crimson splashing from the neck of his companion, and the golden sunlight shone on this large area of blood, like a manju sawa blooming everywhere, swaying in the breeze, spreading all the way along the girl's arm all the way to the whole body.

Releasing the hair that had been clutching in his hand, the fingers of his right hand turned nimbly in a circle, throwing most of the dagger's blood into the air.

The wide eyes still did not recover, and the hunter's stiff body seemed to recover suddenly, and he unconsciously took a step back.

The tall man under the cold season was like a deflated doll, and after letting go of the cold season, he fell to the ground with a "crackle", and the blood was still surging from his neck, lifeless.

Shaking his lips, between the shaking lips, the air flow in and out was obvious, the blood on his lips also faded with the scene in his eyes, and his hands clenched his fists, letting his nails dig deep into his palms, this battle-hardened hunter resisted the urge to continue to retreat.

Leng Ji exhaled slightly, turned his fingers, withdrew the dagger, and lowered his head, only to find that the hunter's blood was splattered all over his body, from his arms to his chest, full of a large patch of red, which was extremely dazzling.

After the nervousness, his fingers were still trembling, and after a pause, Leng Ji remembered the existence of another hunter, raised his head, and met the brown eyes of the strong man.

In his eyes, he was dressed in black, and even the coat on his arm was dyed red.

Leng Ji looked at himself in his eyes, his expressionless face covered most of his helplessness, and the two were peaceful for less than half a second, and the strong man suddenly raised his fist, frowned, his face was bruised, and he rushed towards him like wind under his feet.

"I underestimate you...... frowned, the strong man had a weird smile on his face, and the muscles were revealed on his arms piece by piece, and the green tendons on his forehead were exposed one by one because of anger.

In the cold season, he turned sideways, flashed the fist swung by the strong man, missed a punch, and turned around and punched again.

The strong man's attack starts from the wrist, and the green tendons begin to spread from the joints, and one by one crosses his eyes upwards until he reaches the arms, which is eye-catching.

Taking a step back, sideways, and dodging another blow, the punch slammed into the wall, the tiles that had become soft from the dampness easily crumbled.

Leng Ji's gaze stayed on his protruding terrifying green tendons, and immediately with a twist of his wrist, the blade of the dagger coldly blocked in front of him.

The strong man's movements were more agile than he expected, and when he turned around in the cold season, he adjusted his center of gravity, and his body paused slightly, and the strong man found an opportunity to attack.

Without a pause, the strong man had not completely withdrawn his right fist from the wall, turned around, and his left hand was clenched again, a left hook, bypassing the dagger, with a rapid wind, almost hitting the chin of the cold season.

Looking at the whistling left hook, Leng Ji reflexively wanted to take a step back, and with a wave of his right hand, he wanted to replace the defense with the attack of the dagger.

The man didn't dodge or dodge, still slicing through the skin with the dagger of the cold season, revealing bright red scars.

The body took a step back, and the fist barely grazed his chin, and before he could react next, Leng Ji suddenly realized that now that he had taken a step back, he gave him the initiative to attack with his right hand.

Now as soon as he stretched out his hand...... can grab his defenseless right hand.

Realizing this, Leng Ji even took a dagger and a backhand to try it, but unfortunately, the strong man expected this step when he punched.

The left hook that had just hit immediately turned, and without hurting the slightest trace of Leng Ji, he immediately changed direction, grabbed Leng Ji's right wrist at once, pressed his fingers between the two bones, and slightly used his thumb and force.

Not good...... Looking at the situation, Leng Ji knew what he was going to do.

Without thinking too much, Leng Ji raised his foot and kicked him in the knee. The strong man stood firmly in place, and the steady horse step did not cause much effect in the cold season.

It's a pity that this trick has been used against tall people, and now it is repeated in front of him, and it is not very easy to use if you have a defense.

There was no time for Leng Ji to come up with another trick, the strong man's fingers were forced, and the numb feeling went straight into his head along the nerves, and then he tried hard, Leng Ji's raised left hand had not yet hit, and the pain in an instant made Leng Ji's right hand suddenly release the dagger.

There was a thud, and the sound of metal falling on the ground was crisp and bright.

Now it's all right...... Worse yet, even the weapons are lost.

Leng Ji struggled hard, wanting to withdraw his right hand, his slender wrist was held in the hand of a muscular man, thinking about it, he knew that if he wanted to compete with brute force, Leng Ji had absolutely no chance of winning.

Gritting his teeth, Leng Ji had no choice but to raise his foot and kick him on the knee again.

As just now, it didn't hurt him in any way.

The strong man snorted disdainfully, the strength of his hand suddenly increased, and the more intense pain mixed with paralysis invaded Leng Ji's consciousness, and for a moment, Leng Ji didn't seem to feel the existence of his right hand.

wanted to raise his left hand to punch the strong man, and immediately cared about his pistol in his coat pocket that had not yet opened the safe.

Such an act of oneself is tantamount to stubborn resistance, and if you compare your fists with a big man full of muscles, you will not only lose, but you will also be likely to have your only pistol snatched away.

In this way, their last advantage will be taken away.

After a slight hesitation, the strong man immediately caught the moment when the cold season was distracted.

Learn the cold season, put your toes at the back of the knees of the cold season, and exert yourself, and all of a sudden, the unprepared cold season learns to be a tall man and half-kneels on the ground.

The initiative of the attack was completely reversed, and the cold season knew ...... That's it.

didn't let the cold season resist again, the strong man stretched out his left hand and pinched the white and slender neck of the cold season.

I couldn't breathe, and I opened my mouth wide in the cold season to call for help, but I couldn't make a sound.

The green tendons were exposed one by one, and there were still some old scars on the tiger's mouth, and the strong man gritted his teeth, and the strength of his left hand on his crooked neck was getting stronger and stronger.

A dizziness and a heartbeat echoed in my ears.