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So, she subconsciously glanced at her gun.

If a master makes a move, a slight miss is a thousand miles away.

Leng Ono was waiting for this opportunity.

By the time she finished speaking, her fingers on the strings had already been released.

Sou!

The arrow detaches out of the string and shoots into Shura's chest.

By the time she heard the arrows, Shura had already realized that she had fallen for her, and dodged sideways while raising her gun to shoot.

But at this time, it was too late for her to dodge.

On the other side, Leng Ono's arrow had already been shot.

The distance between the two is only two meters, so naturally it is impossible to dodge, Shura barely let go of the chest point, but still not completely dodged.

With a pop, the sharp tip of the arrow had already entered her left arm.

When the arrow was fired, Leng Xiaoye's people had already rushed over like a shadow, turning sideways, flying feet, and kicking diagonally into the air.

That sentence, there were no bullets, but it was just to confuse the other party, and she had already expected that Shura would sense that something was wrong and shoot back at her.

The dusty boot kicked Shura's wrist with a gun, and with a bang, the bullet that came out missed and shot into the ground.

At the same time, because Shura was hit by an arrow and his arm hurt, the gun in his hand was also kicked away by Leng Xiaoye.

The pistol flew diagonally and landed on the grass, splashing a small cloud of dust.

escaped from the catastrophe, Leng Xiaoye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but people did not dare to relax at all.

One step forward, another kick.

Shura raised his arm and blocked his chest.

Leng Ono's foot stomped heavily on her arm and fell back to the ground, and Shura was kicked back by her, leaving a distinct boot print on her sleeve.

Gently shaking her right arm, which was numb from her kicking, Shura hooked his fingertips, and had already pulled out the thin knife hidden in his sleeve, and rushed towards Leng Xiaoye with the arrow on his body.

With a slight twist of his fingers, the thin knife had already spun in a circle and slashed towards Leng Ono.

Leng Xiaoye took a step back and touched the quiver behind him.

The quiver was empty, and the one just now was her last arrow.

Shura took the lead, and unceremoniously rushed to attack, the thin blades in his hands flew, up and down, left and right, and the move was not far from Leng Ono's vital point.

Leng Xiaoye stepped back, raised his hand and blocked her blade with the blade of the bow.

In the camp in the distance, Huangfu Yaoyang flew to kick the fox to the ground, flew forward, grabbed the fox's head and twisted it hard, only to hear a clicking sound, and the fox's neck bone had been broken by him.

Ignoring the hand-to-hand combat of the other men in the camp, he jumped onto the helicopter and immediately activated it.

The helicopter's wings spun rapidly, pulling the fuselage high and moving swiftly towards the grassy slope.

On a grassy slope.

Shura's fingers circled Leng Ono's bow like a snake, and slashed at her throat with a slender slanted pick.

Sideways face, narrowly dodging her knife, Leng Xiaoye reached out and grabbed it, grabbed the long arrow that was still stabbed in her arm, and twisted it hard.

The body of the arrow was spun in the flesh, and the pain was unbearable even for the toughest man, let alone Shura.

Just suddenly, her already painful cold sweat broke out, and seeing the opportunity, Leng Xiaoye raised her foot.

With a pop, the arrow came out of Shura's arm, bringing out a piece of flesh.

Shura's body had also been kicked away by her, falling on the grassy slope and rolling downward.