Before it touched the cold season, something hit his feet all at once, and his heel tripped, and the attention of the three attacking men was on his hands, and he stumbled, and the weapons in his hands subconsciously smashed down.

Almost......

Didn't hit it. The corners of Leng Ji's mouth curled up slightly, looking at the attack that was interrupted as expected, his body shrank slightly in the direction of the man who was pushed to the ground, and suddenly easily avoided the attacks that were not yet in place.

The attack was forcibly defused by the obstacles created by the cold season, and the smashed water pipe looked very threatening, but in fact it didn't even touch a single hair of the cold season.

Bending down, before the man who was pushed down just now could react, Leng Ji dodged the water pipes above his head, flashed sideways to the three people who missed, backhanded, Leng Ji's hand holding the dagger flicked, and the blade smeared on the neck of the nearest person in a moment.

The others once again did not dare to act rashly, and in the blink of an eye, the situation became uncontrollable for the enemy again.

The corner of the cold season's eyes looked at the man who had seen through his movements before, compared to his previous face, his face was half gray, and before his body had time to make other movements, the hand that grabbed the water pipe had faintly appeared overforce and trembled.

The dagger was on someone else's neck, like a kitchen knife on the meat on the cutting board, the blade faintly sank into the skin, but the kung fu in his hand was still half a beat slower in it, his eyes stared at the man who saw through his movements, and the expression on his face began to be uncontrollable, and he raised the weapon in his hand and rushed towards him.

Seeing through the provocative actions of the cold season, the man's face changed again, and the expression on his face was tense all of a sudden, he didn't want to shoot passively like this, but he didn't want to lose another companion because of this, he looked up between the entanglements, and saw the blood spilling out of the dagger in the cold season, gritted his teeth, took two steps and one step, raised his hand, and hurriedly smashed it in the direction of the cold season's arm without seeing the landing point.

In a second, the man was already moving, and as he made a move, he thought of a solution in his fast-running brain.

His eyes were red and bloodshot, and his excited expression spread to his face, and the green tendons on the man's forehead were clearly visible under the skin, and one by one they climbed up his arms along his face, and the fingers that grasped the weapon trembled so hard that the man tried with all his strength to stop her before she could make a move.

It's a pity that the cold season has already calculated his actions.

The dagger around his companion's neck suddenly changed direction, the tip of the knife slicing shallow across the surface of the skin.

Leng Ji looked at the smashed water pipe, stretched out his hand, and firmly grasped the opponent's weapon.

Before the man could give it away, as soon as Leng Ji used all his strength to pull the iron water pipe back, the man's center of gravity began to tilt in her direction in a state of inability to resist.

The blade pushed hard in the direction of his neck, and the sharp dagger cut through the man's skin, and bright red blood sprayed out again.

Before the person under the knife could react, Leng Ji had already bent down, turned his wrist, put back the dagger he had just used, and took another step towards the man.

The hand holding the water pipe trembled upward, and the dying man tried to cover his own gushing blood, and the red once again infected the long hallway.

At the last moment of his life, the man lowered his head unwillingly, and the scenery in front of him became blurred, and he could only see the blood stains on the floor, but he could not see the figure of the cold season.

The cold season has arrived behind him.