At this time, Chen Chen didn't pay attention to the churning in Bichier's heart, waved the alloy assault knife, and laughed easily: "God's knife? Has God not sharpened his knives for a long time, and they are all about to rust and break? ”

Being so slighted, Beechel only felt a breath of heat stirring in his chest, burning his whole body to the point of losing his mind.

Suddenly, he let out a sharp roar, and with his left hand, he pulled another scalpel out of his pocket!

Double Blade?

Seeing Bichier's double knives in his hands, Chen Chen was also slightly stunned.

It's hard to play with knives, and it's even harder to play with double knives!

It's not that you dance casually with a knife in one hand, it's called a double knife, it must be the hand that is not commonly used to practice the same flexibility as the usual hand, the same dexterity and speed of the double knife, and make up for each other and cooperate with each other, which is called a double knife.

It seems that this Bichir is not in vain to be called the Sword of God, he has a real life in his hands.

Knowing this, Chen Chen's face was not the slightest fear, but was full of longing.

"It's fun to play with the masters!" The tip of his tongue licked his lips, and he couldn't wait to go straight to the other party.

Beechel let out a shrill laugh and swung his twin knives at him.

At the moment of meeting, Bichier swung out two knives at the same time, with his left hand on top and his right hand on the bottom, and slashed horizontally together, directly sealing all of Chen Chen's lines of action.

If you bend down, you will be slashed with your right hand, and if you jump, you will be slashed with your left hand. And because it's a cross-cut, it's unlikely that you'll dodge left and right, and no matter how you look at it, you'll inevitably get a knife, at least, Bichier knows that if you change yourself to face such an attack, you will definitely have to take a knife.

But Chen Chen is not Bichier.

Seeing that Bichier's shoulders moved, he already knew what he was going to do, and he sneered at the moment, and his feet jumped up slightly.

But instead of jumping, he turned his body sideways, as if he were lying on his side on an invisible recliner, and he staggered past Beecher.

Bichier's pupils contracted rapidly, and the left and right knives went up and down, and he would be stabbed no matter whether he leaned over or jumped, but the biggest gap in this move was the space between the two knives.

It's just that it is impossible for ordinary people to drill through this position, so theoretically it is impossible to construct a flaw, but Chen Chen just grasped this flaw and avoided these knives with actions that ordinary people could not make.

Moreover, while staggering sideways with Bichier, the assault knife in his hand also floated towards his chest.

Bichier's breathing was almost stagnant, such a technique was unheard of, he had been playing with knives for twenty years, but today it was an eye-opener, and in a panic, he quickly turned around, it was impossible to avoid it, and he could only minimize the damage as much as possible.

At the moment of crisis, he still made the most correct move, the assault knife slashed through his chest, cutting a gap, but he did not hurt his internal organs after all.

The two staggered by, Chen Chen's body fell sideways, and he was about to fall to the ground, but at the moment of landing, his right hand was propped up on the ground, and his body bounced up under the force, and he used this force to restore his balance, land steadily and then turn around.

Bichir looked down at the wound on his chest, and the blood that was constantly flowing, and his expression was glazed.

"God's Sword, is it really going to break?" Chen Chen didn't rush to pursue, so he shook the assault knife and let out a mockery.

Humiliated repeatedly, Bechier's eyes flashed with real anger, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

Debuted for decades, how could he have suffered such humiliation.

"Yikes!"

With a sharp scream, Beecher swung his hands and threw the two scalpels with all his might, and then, without hesitation, took the other two out of his pocket, and rushed forward with one speed.

Chen Chen had been on guard for a long time, and when he saw the flying knife coming, he smiled easily and twisted his body to avoid them one by one, and when he turned around, Bichier had already rushed in front of him with two knives in his hand.

"Die!"

Bichier's eyes were red, and he endured the sharp pain in his chest, desperately trying to teach the man who had humiliated him a lesson.

But Chen Chen's eyes flashed with obvious disdain, and he squatted down violently, bending his feet to the maximum extent, like two springs, and then, lightly stretched, and the energy released lifted his body up.

With all his might, he jumped directly over the top of Bichier's head.

Bichir only felt a flash in front of him, and he had lost track of his target, and when he reacted again and wanted to pursue it, he felt a chill on his neck.

As he jumped over Bichier's head, the assault knife in Chen Chen's hand had already slashed through his neck.

Bichiel slowly turned around his neck, his eyes full of astonishment and disbelief, blood running down his fingers, taking his life like a rushing stream.

Consciousness gradually blurred, there was a sharp pain in his neck, and at the last moment, Bichier could only stare at Chen Chen resentfully, and stretched out his left hand desperately forward, as if he wanted to grasp something, or blame something.

I wanted to make a sound, but I could only twist my neck and make a strange "cooing" sound.

In the end, it fell like a piece of rotten wood.

"Isn't it easy?" Chen Chen ignored the gradually cold corpse, put the assault knife back in the locker, and then stepped forward to pick up the FAMAS assault rifle on the ground.

After careful inspection, the barrel was dented in two pieces, a little jammed, and if he continued to use it, he was afraid that it might be completely damaged, so he put it in a locker in desperation, and he didn't plan to use it again until it was repaired.

All threats have been cleared, and the next step is Zhao Xuanlong!

I saw him being pushed into the carriage of the small truck before, and in a hurry, he shot a shuttle at the carriage, and he didn't know if he hit it, thinking of this, Chen Chen planned to go forward to check it, and he had to confirm that Zhao Xuanlong was dead before leaving.

Just as he turned around, there was a sudden "knock" slapping sound in the truck compartment.

"Not dead yet?" Chen Chen was slightly startled, and his eyebrows were raised.

Right in front of him, the sound of slapping in the carriage became louder and louder, and it could be seen that with the force of the slapping, the whole car began to shake violently from side to side, and you can imagine how strong it was.

"Bang"!

With a loud bang, a hand slammed through the metal carriage and stretched out, like a demon suddenly reaching out its claws from the ground.

Then, the outstretched hand tore suddenly, and the shell of the carriage was already densely punched with bullet holes, and it had become fragile.

Seeing the effect, the guy inside was even more excited, his hands kept grabbing, and a big hole was torn out in a few clicks, and the scene inside was finally presented in front of Chen Chen's eyes.

The person inside was indeed Zhao Xuanlong, he had woken up at this time, but there was a dense tube inserted in his body, and some kind of black liquid was being delivered to his body.

"What is this?" Zhao Xuanlong's eyes were red, and he let out a roar and ripped off the pipe indiscriminately.

－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

Thank you brothers, the newcomer A is the first on the list, sprinkle flowers, salute, let's keep occupying it!

Hehe, thank you also for the chapter push rewarded by the giant god of direction, and everyone will also support the strong book of the giant direction

[bookid=2471768,bookname="The Best Flower Protector Evil King"]

A good person has a safe life~