The moment they turned their heads, their running movements fell into the eyes of the cold season one by one, and their hearts beat suddenly. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info was covered by the brim of the hat most of the forehead, quietly shed two drops of water, and the lips trembled slightly.

Predictable......

worst-case scenario.

I don't know if I hit the hunter's heart or not, and I can't take care of these anymore when I turn my head in the cold season.

Holding the gun tightly in his hand, his index finger was clasped straight on the plate, almost stiff. Holding the dagger in his right hand and hiding it in the coat on his hand, in order to be able to resist them for a few seconds when they are close, it is not conspicuous but easy to attack.

I want to run as fast as possible in the cold season, but the girl who is not good at sports is always inferior to an experienced hunter. Wanting to take a bigger step, the inertia of the previous step still held her back, listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, the cold season's heart beating violently, feeling that they were about to catch up with her.

Holding the dagger in his right hand, the cold season already had no hands to open the safety of the pistol, if they really caught up.

I can only use this dagger to fight it alone.

The sunlight stained the ground gold, and then it was hidden by those who ran by, and it was turned bright red by the blood dripping from the hunter's chest.

The cold season was faster than they imagined, but they finally caught up little by little.

The two hunters ignored the curious gaze of the child passing by, and their eyes were only the back of the one in front of them.

Originally, it was only about three meters away, but it was even more distant when placed in this infinitely extending alley.

No one spoke, only the exclamations of children in the alley, and the hot air made people start to gasp for breath after running two steps in this weather.

Looking at the gradually growing back, the tall hunter who ran behind her did not hesitate at all, and with the advantage of his original height, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the arm of the cold season fiercely, and never let go of his hand, and at the same time slowed down his pace, wanting to seize the cold season.

Although he had been on guard, he still didn't stop himself from turning around reflexively and following the rhythm of his feet. The unfamiliar touch mixed with pain came from the arm, almost making Leng Ji let go of the gun in pain, and the man's strong hand strength made Leng Ji's arm form a deep red mark.

Almost at the same time, with a flick of his fingers, the blade of the dagger was removed from his coat, and the metal blade instantly reflected the sunlight, and in an instant, gold jumped from the knife.

Turning his head, Leng Ji saw another big man less than fifty centimeters away from him, and reached out to grab his right hand holding the dagger.

It's too late. The cold season thought to himself.

Seeing through the hunter's movements, he shifted his foot to the right, but his weight was on the left, and the tip of the knife waved in the air, drawing a beautiful arc, just past the outstretched hand, which seemed to be close but could not be caught.

Seeing that he was about to fail, the man changed direction and wanted to re-hold Leng Ji's wrist, but he didn't expect that Leng Ji took advantage of the situation to retract his right foot, and the whole person flashed to the tall man on the left.

The whole person is hidden in the shadow of the tall man, and the sun has no way to start.

Relying on the body of a tall hunter as a cover, the man passed by himself and fell to the ground because he was too hard because he was still a few millimeters away from him.

His eyes flashed with surprise, and the cold season knew that the crisis was not over.

It doesn't take a glance to guess that tall hunters are not satisfied with just grabbing one of their arms.

Alternating from the tail finger to the index finger, the dagger turned around in the air and returned to Leng Ji's palm, the handle was held in his hand, and the blade straight out of the tiger's mouth was facing upward, Leng Ji turned his arm sideways and bent up.

Seeing Leng Ji's movements, the tall man instantly knew what she wanted to do, and his body paused, wanting to withdraw his outstretched right hand.

Leng Ji had long guessed that he would do this.

Seeing him withdraw his right hand, Leng Ji immediately pushed the dagger forward with force, and at the same time leaned back with his left shoulder, because his left hand grabbed Leng Ji's arm too hard, the movement of his left shoulder backwards made his whole person lean in the direction of Leng Ji.

At this moment, the dagger happened to be aimed at the tall man's right hand, and the tip of the knife was buried in his palm.

Blood rushed out of his hand, staining his entire right hand red at once.

I had already made a plan in my heart, and if the tall man was unwilling to let go of himself in order to catch him, regardless of the pain in his right hand, Leng Ji pushed it along the force of the dagger. It is estimated that the man should have already gotten up, and then use his size to let the tall man go.

It's just that it was unexpected in the cold season.

The pain made the tall man's eyes change when he looked at Leng Ji, and he watched the dagger in Leng Ji's hand continue to force deep in his palm, and subconsciously, he wanted to withdraw his right hand.

The reaction of tall people is much simpler than expected in the cold season......

That's it, it's easy to do.

If the right hand wants to be withdrawn, the tall man will retreat, and the strength of the left hand will weaken, and when he feels this, he does not hesitate to use it in the cold season.

In the cold season, the right foot took another step forward, and the dagger stabbed deep into the palm of the hand, drawing the tall man's attention completely to the right hand.

Leng Ji's left hand pressed against the wall, and he threw it down hard, and he was caught off guard, and the tall man who was full of thoughts about stopping the wound from continuing to deepen let Leng Ji shake off his left hand.

As soon as he let go, the tall man reacted, he was careless, he thought that this capture was not difficult, but from the moment he let go of his hand, the initiative was in the hands of the cold season.

I was in a panic and wanted to regain the cold season, but I was dodged by the cold season that I had already seen through.

The dagger never left his left hand, the tip of the knife had passed through another layer of skin and was exposed to the air, and Leng Ji raised his foot to the tall man's left knee and kicked it hard.

The tall man's unprepared knee bent uncontrollably, and the left half of his body knelt down without resistance, his eyes covered by the physiological tears that gushed out because of the pain, and the outstretched left hand subconsciously wanted to seize the cold season, but only touched the air.

Leng Ji had already taken the opportunity to go around behind him from the right side, looking down at his defenseless neck.

"Be careful. This time, all the actions of the cold season fell into the eyes of another hunter, but even if he saw it, it would not help.

The tall man trembled slightly from the aggrieved posture and the extreme pain of his left hand, and it didn't take much strength to gently pull the dagger out a little, and return to the muscles, and with a twist of the blade, he cut through the tiger's mouth and regained control of the dagger.

The big man who rushed up didn't have time to stop Leng Ji, he could only watch, and Leng Ji's flexible fingers let his movements move freely.

Two layers were cut in the air, without the slightest pause, and when it came out of the palm of the hand, the blade grazed the skin of the neck from the direct side, deliberately avoiding the bones, easily, like the sound of something being cut.

Blood.

Again it flowed to the ground.