Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful. The water-breaking spirit blade of chasing the wind is green all over, it is actually a whole piece of jade, which is as thin as paper, its sharp gold, one foot three inches and seven minutes long, and the knife body is engraved with a line of small seals, "good as water".

It's been thirteen years since Chasing Wind joined Suomen, and Drinking Blood still remembers that he was still Suomen's new Silver Knife at that time, and Chasing Wind was just an eight-year-old child. The master of the Divine Soldier Hall searched every corner, and finally found this jade treasure knife for him, and in the thirteen years since then, he has been chasing the wind and cutting the water and cutting the red dust, and the enemy is terrified everywhere he goes.

The body method of chasing the wind is the first class in the Suomen, and he doesn't even dare to underestimate the blood, this water knife with the water cutting knife method that he has practiced hard for a long time can indeed burst out with amazing destructive power. To say that the method of chasing the wind to practice the knife is also different from others, he practices to the point that he does not pay attention to the moves, let alone has no mental tricks, and the whole set of water-breaking knife methods has only one word, fast. That's right, since people can chase the wind, why can't the knife cut off the water?

As for the paper-thin water knife, this chopping word is not suitable, and the water knife is more suitable for cutting. When practicing the knife, when choosing a very flat ground, take the wooden stick with both ends flat and stand on the ground, hold the knife with one hand, if you can cut the wooden stick into two and the wooden stick does not fall down, it is a great achievement. The key to this lies in a fast word, as long as it is fast enough, when the knife is released, it can not drive the vibration of the wooden stick, the knife edge is smooth like a mirror, and the knife shadow is like a butterfly wing. In order to achieve this state, Chafeng really put in hard work, he could cut a palm-thick white dry into fifty layers, and he could cut the raised rope into four sections—four sections of equal length.

Such an opponent can not be taken lightly no matter who it is, although drinking blood is the golden knife of Suomen, but in terms of kung fu, it is not necessarily much higher than these juniors. What's more, this is not a matter of kung fu at all, between chasing the wind and drinking blood, there are still many stories that have to be told. Facing the oncoming blade, the blood-drinking heart was stunned, and finally recalled that unforgettable past.

Eight years ago, drinking blood was not a well-known golden knife in Suomen, and he didn't know what rivers and lakes were and what troubles were. He only knows that after each mission, he can take a hot bath, drink a pot of fine flower carving, and then sleep beautifully, this is the meaning of life, but also the interpretation of happiness. I forgot to say that he is a native of Shaoxing who drinks blood and has a soft spot for flower carving.

Always taking on those unchallenging tasks, the young and vigorous blood-drinker is a little bored, killing a reporter trying to expose the truth for a brain-filled mine owner, taking a public opinion commission to send a guy who loves child abuse to hell, getting to know a senator with his own hands, and even killing a Tibetan mastiff because it is too disturbing.

"What kind of tasks have you been doing lately, there is no head of state, and the business tycoons let us try the knife? It's all trivial things all day long, what's the passion for this. Drinking blood complained to the door master dissatisfied.

"Hmph, the wings are stiff, aren't they? It's not been short since you came to our door, but you have never missed. There's a big job here, do you dare to take it? "The owner of the door is a kind guy, and he folds it in his hand, "Then it goes without saying, it must be accepted, chief, don't forget to give me a flower carving from last time when this order is over!" I drank it out last time. Drinking blood snatched the envelope, chattering as he opened it.

"Don't worry, if you do this well, I'm afraid you will have all the flower carvings in this life." The door owner's words seemed to be a joke, but the helplessness in his eyes was real.

"Kill me! Chop off this guy's head again! Do it! Drinking blood and roaring at the young man in front of him, the frustration in his heart could not be increased, who let himself be so careless, and actually hit the enemy's anesthetic needle at the last moment! The target is a drug lord who roams Latin America all the year round, and although he is heavily defended, he still lets the blood drink catch the flaw. Desperately received a knife and a punch, drinking blood successfully killed in front of the drug lord, who would have thought that the wind and waves were coming, but he did not dodge a non-poisonous anesthetic needle, and it was this injection that made the blood drinker lose his ability to resist, and became a bargaining chip in the hands of the drug lord like a newborn baby.

The rule has always been that the Somen work in pairs, and if one person fails, the other considers whether to continue with the task or return to headquarters to report back to the situation. It was Chafeng who came with him that day, he was still a child, the knife in his hand trembled slightly, and he didn't have the decisiveness to draw the knife and cut off the water on weekdays.

"Don't forget, we're killers! I have no regrets about dying at your hands! "Drinking blood and roaring to order the wind to do it, just one knife, one knife. Let the cut water pass through his throat and instantly tear the carotid artery of the drug lord, how perfect this qiē is! I drank blood without a single defeat, even if I died, I had no defeat!

Chafeng carefully held the knife, staring intently at the drug lord, his eyes focused on his right arm full of pinholes, it was this right arm that choked the throat of the blood, the drug lord had a pair of red eyes, and brandished a U.S.-made jungle dagger in his left hand, ordering Chafeng to put down his weapon.

"Do it! What else to hesitate about! You're a killer and shouldn't hesitate! Don't forget to bring my knife with you when you go! The sound of drinking blood was unusually calm, he was not afraid of death, he was not afraid of death for a long time. Ever since he had been suffering from nightmares for three months after slaughtering the adorable twin sisters with his own hands, death was a rare relief for him. With one sword, after one sword, I can atone for the sins of those who should have been killed and those who should not have been killed all these years. Wait for me, my old friends. Farewell, my old friends.

"I can't do it, I want to save you." Chai Feng told Sù to drink blood with his eyes, so Drink Blood could only watch in despair as Chai Feng put down the knife in his hand, let the drug lord's men tie his hands, and then slowly walked towards the drug lord. The dagger in the drug lord's hand pierced into the abdomen of Chasing Wind accurately, and he certainly would not let go of this fool overflowing with love.

"Don't! Stay back! Are you crazy! Do you want to die here with me? Drinking blood screamed as the dagger stabbed into Chasing Wind's abdomen, dark red blood flowing down the knife. The drug lord laughed wildly and pushed the immobile blood to the side, raised his leg and kicked Chafeng to the ground, his right hand cruelly stirred the dagger, and watched Chafeng suffer on the ground, "No! Two lines of blood and tears slowly fell down his cheeks, drinking blood and crying, this stupid boy, what is this for! As a killer, carrying out orders, completing tasks, and discarding personal feelings, that's all he's about! Instead of dropping your weapons like this big fool and leaving it to the slaughter of the enemy!