Chapter 64, the fast knife hand snail
As soon as Tang Shuo's words fell, a middle-aged man dressed very sloppily walked out not far away.
The scruffy man wears a tailor-made high-end French suit, but because of the dandruff on his shoulders, it gives a strong sense of cheapness.
A Vacheron Constantin Heritage Limited Edition, which is enough to make watch lovers crazy, also looks nondescript because of the unknown black substance on the case.
The sloppy man took out a box of cheap cigarettes from his pocket without hesitation, lit them and took a puff with some fascination: "Not bad." You're very alert. ”
Tang Shuo was secretly alert, this man he had seen, it was the person who had been following Song Wenchang.
The other party must have come to him at the behest of Song Wenchang, and Tang Shuo certainly wouldn't think that this guy was here to chat with him.
Tang Shuo was very surprised to find that he couldn't see through this sloppy man.
And he only found out that he was being followed after coming to the park.
"What's the matter?" Tang Shuo asked with a smile on his face. Kiba fork.
"Ugh." The sloppy man sighed and said, "You've provoked someone you can't afford to provoke." ”
Tang Shuo's eyes lit up, his hand reached into the waistband of his pants and touched the dagger, feeling the chill coming from the dagger, Tang Shuo calmed down a little.
There are only a handful of people who can put pressure on him with his aura alone, and this sloppy man is one.
The sloppy man took a deep puff of the cheap cigarette in his hand with some greed, and then suddenly flicked the cigarette butt towards Tang Shuo.
The cigarette butt, which was supposed to be fluttering, flew over like a stone at this moment.
Tang Shuo jumped up to avoid the cigarette butt. He took out his dagger and rushed straight over.
The sloppy man took out a machete nearly half a meter long from his body, the blade was streamlined, and a cold cold light glowed on it.
It is different from the standard dagger in Tang Shuo's hand. The machete in the scruffy man's hand was apparently made by himself.
Masters of cold weapons such as knives or swords, after reaching a certain realm, will make a special trip to customize a knife for themselves based on their own situation.
Such knives will be easier to use, and they will bring out their best strength.
The sloppy man took the lead in slashing a knife, his movements were clean and neat, and there was only a bright knife shadow in the past with the naked eye.
Tang Shuo didn't dare to slack off, solemnly sideways to avoid it, and then stabbed out.
The sloppy man directly ignored Tang Shuo's attack, and with a wave of his backhand, he slashed over with another knife.
It doesn't make much difference in essence between using a knife or hand-to-hand combat.
It's about finding the most effective way to inflict the most trauma on your opponent in the most effective way possible.
Of course, some techniques can also be used in this, but if you use kung fu such as taekwondo and karate, if you use it against a real enemy, then you can only be used as a target by the opponent.
Slalom kicks are pretty and coquettish.
But the process of whirling in the air is when you die.
It's the same with cold weapons like daggers. What's the use of your beautiful sword? The most practical ones are the seemingly most basic actions such as stabbing, slashing, and splitting.
If Tang Shuo ignored the sloppy man's backhand knife, then his dagger could also stab the other party. But he's also sure to be cut by his opponent.
Without any hesitation, Tang Shuo instantly gave up his attack, retracting his dagger while turning around and kicking it into the opponent's leg.
After the real fight, he knew more clearly the strength of his opponent, so he didn't dare to have any reservations, and the energy in his body gushed out.
The sloppy man kicked Tang Shuo at the moment, then frowned, and said with a smile: "It's a little interesting, it turns out that you also know strength, no wonder you dare to be so unscrupulous." If I hadn't received a death order, I would have let you go this time. ”
Tang Shuo snorted coldly and said, "Do I still want to thank you?" ”
"Not really."
The sloppy man made his move again, and his speed was a little faster than when he shot before, if he could still see the shadow of the knife before, then now he could only see an afterimage around.
The sloppy man quickly stabbed twice in a row, and said to Tang Shuo, who was dodging in embarrassment: "Remember." My name is Quick Knife Hand Snail. ”
The speed of the sloppy man was too fast, Tang Shuo had no way to avoid it, and looking at the sword shadow that was about to fall, he had to set up the dagger in his hand to block.
Just listen to the sound of the bell.
There was a sound of jingo in the air, and a string of sparks appeared where the dagger collided with the machete.
A huge force came from the dagger, and Tang Shuo only felt that the palm of his right hand holding the knife seemed to be about to be broken, and his entire right arm was numb.
If he was at his peak, he might still have the strength to fight with this snail, but at this time, his body is getting worse and worse every day, and his speed and strength are not the opponent's opponent.
Shameless! Tang Shuo scolded in his heart.
Theoretically, under normal circumstances, people who focus on offensive speed will inevitably be weaker in strength, while people who focus on strength will naturally be more full in speed, and the two cannot be measured.
When Tang Shuo heard that this snail claimed to be a fast knife hand, he instinctively thought that this guy would not be able to do it in terms of strength.
But after a hard hit, he just wants to explode!
Seeing Tang Shuo's movements stagnating, the sloppy man Tian Luo grinned, hurriedly followed up two steps, and slashed at Tang Shuo's chest with a knife.
Tang Shuo gritted his teeth and suddenly threw up the dagger in his hand.
While the whole person jumped up, he grabbed the dagger in the air with his left hand, and then leaned down and stabbed down.
Tian Luo was secretly frightened.
What he just said was true, if it was another time, he would definitely let Tang Shuo go, after all, there are very few people who can practice strength.
As a master like him, he will still help.
But Song Wenchang had already made it clear that if Tang Shuo left alone, then he wouldn't have to worry about it. If he is with Jiang Tiantong, let him kill him.
Unexpectedly, he followed and took a look, this guy actually abducted Jiang Tiantong!
He originally thought that Tang Shuo couldn't hold on anymore, and the opponent's hard blocking of his attack just now was the end point of this battle.
I didn't expect this guy to be a left-hander! His left hand is more agile and faster than his right.
"I didn't expect you to hide so deeply." Tian Luo calmly waved a knife and said, "This is the killer weapon you prepared." ”
Tang Shuo smiled bitterly and avoided the other party's attack and said, "The killer feature of the fart, has you discovered it, is it still a killer feature?" ”
Tian Luo praised while attacking: "When you die, I will bury you with my own hands." ”
Tang Shuo didn't have any pride in Tian Luo's words, and kept dodging the other party's attack and said, "If you die, I will bury you a hundred times with my own hands!" ”
Tian Luo sneered and sped up his speed, and said, "It depends on whether you have the ability to do this." ”
The two held each other for a while.
Tian Luo's attacks did not stop at all, and the continuous attacks of one knife after another, Tang Shuo couldn't find any gaps at all, so he had to keep dodging and fighting back from time to time.
Glancing at the surrounding environment, Tang Shuo pursed his lips, which were a little chapped due to excessive nervousness, and directly blocked it with the dagger in his hand against the other party's slash.
Tian Luo suddenly increased the force in his hand, and at the same time kicked Tang Shuo's chest.
Tang Shuo decisively gave up blocking, and when the horns of the snail reached his chest, Tang Shuo only felt that the internal organs in his body seemed to shake.
At the same time as blood spurted from the corner of his mouth, Tang Shuo's entire body flew upside down like a cannonball that was launched.
Tian Luo, who had originally defeated Tang Shuo, should have felt happy, but he suddenly realized that something was wrong with the situation.
If Tang Shuo gathered his strength in his chest to resist it, although he would also be injured, it would not be so serious at all.
In a trance, he seemed to see a smile on the corner of Tang Shuo's mouth, and then Tian Luo realized that not far behind Tang Shuo was the artificial lake in the park!
Immediately after that, there was a 'poof' sound of falling water in his ears, and Tang Shuo's body disappeared into the water in an instant.
Looking at Tang Shuo, who had fallen into the water and his life and death were unknown, Tian Luo put away his knife, took out the inferior cigarette and lit another one, and left the park directly.
Although he can swim, he is not good at water fighting.
He didn't release the water at all with that kick just now, and Tang Shuo didn't resist it, there was already a ninety percent probability that he wouldn't survive.
In case the other party survives, it can only be said that this guy should not die!