He had stabbed me in the heart, and if he did, it would have killed me, so I pretended I was dead, and fell to the ground motionless, unable to breathe. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I used this trick to lure the shadow out, but it was actually very risky, because there are still many killers who choose to make a stab on the corpse. If that's the case, I'll be in danger.

I had the method of breathing and breathing in my heart, suppressing the breath of my whole body to the extreme, and there was hardly the slightest overflow. I'm sure even if someone came up to me and tossed my body, or even sniffed at me, they would think I was a four-dead man.

Although I let my breath converge, my senses were constantly highly concentrated and expanding in all directions, feeling the presence of a black shadow.

But the shadow was very cautious, and he didn't move for a few minutes or so. It wasn't until I felt a little unstable that I finally saw a pair of feet approaching me with my open eyes.

I didn't hear anything, the man was wearing heavy boots stained with mud, and his calves looked very thick, like the legs of a baby elephant. According to common sense, this should be a burly person who can even be said to be obese, because the muscles of the human body will not be strong to this extent even if they are strong, and all that excess is fat.

The big fat man should have walked loudly, but he didn't make a sound at all, quieter than a cat. I really can't accept that this big fat man is the black shadow that flashed around in the jungle and disappeared before, this is too contrary to common sense, but it is true.

I didn't dare to open my eyes any wider for fear of being noticed by the fat man, so I could only see his boots, which were only five meters away from me.

He was slow. I kind of wondered why he didn't just give me a shot if he was worried I was lying to him.

Even if I was wearing body armor, he could blow my head off with one shot.

I have confidence, although I can't see the movements of the fat man's upper body. But no matter how light his movements were, as soon as he started the gun, I would definitely feel it. But until he approached me and was three meters away, he still didn't make any movement, just slowly approached me.

I watched the distance between him and me, ready to stand up and kill him when he was a meter away from me. The bamboo stick in my hand was still tightly gripped, ready to be inserted into his throat.

When the fat man stepped out of the area within a meter of me, I slammed my hands on the ground, and my body was already straight.

However, at this moment, the fat man actually jumped up, and the movement was made at the same time as mine. He jumped out of the air and slammed into me like a huge mountain.

I'm going to dodge, this fat man weighs at least about 300 pounds, if he is smashed, even if he doesn't die, he will end up with broken muscles and bones.

But when I tried to get out of the way, the fat man's hand was already on my shoulder, and the whole fat body collapsed.

I only felt a tightness in my chest, and my body felt as if it had been poured into heavy molten iron, and there was no possibility of moving half a minute.

I had no choice but to fall down under the pressure of the fat man, and my vision began to spin, and I was shrouded in the huge shadow of the fat man, and until this time I had not seen the fat man's true face.

I couldn't just be suppressed like this, my hand simply held the fat man's forearm, but his arm was so thick that I couldn't hold it with one hand at all, even so, I still forcibly pinched his arm and turned my body slightly sideways.

Peng!

The fat man's body eventually overwhelmed me, and the left half of my body was completely suppressed under the fat man's body, and I felt as if my arm had been broken, and my left leg was completely unconscious.

If I hadn't grabbed the fat man's arm and turned my body to the side, I'm afraid I'd be a wreck by now.

But I still felt a tightness in my chest, and the internal organs of my body seemed to be squeezed together by that force, and my mouth was also sweet, and I vomited blood.

The right half of my body could move, but because most of my body was still under the rock-like pressure of the fat man, the pain made me unable to do anything.

My eyes were also starting to get dizzy and I was about to lose consciousness at any moment, so I bit my tongue hard, and the heart-wrenching pain made me wake up a little.

The moment my vision brightened, I saw two pairs of fat men slapping my skull.

Although the situation was critical, such a thought flashed through my mind; I have never seen anyone have such hands, which are simply iron hands, and the wrinkles on them seem to be harder than steel. One by one, criss-crossed, like a blade. Even without weapons, I think the fat man's big rough hands can completely break my skin. And these hands are huge, just one can grab my skull, and with two hands, I believe his power can instantly smash my head directly!

The fear and the sense of war rose fiercely in my heart. My right hand, which I could still move, was raised high in the air as my bones broke.

Peng!

Just as the fat man's hands were about to slap over, my hands also slapped on the ground, making a loud noise. Then all the bones in my entire upper body crackled, and there was a long, crisp, bright sound.

At that moment, the power returned to my body, and although not all my body could move, my head and shoulders could already move, so the moment the fat man's palms came in, I slammed my head into the fat man's throat!

Seeing this, the fat man's instinct was to retreat, because the throat is the most vulnerable part of the human body, even if he has fat all over his body, the throat is also his weakness, if he is hit by my head, nine times out of ten he will die because of the burst of blood vessels.

However, after the fat man leaned back an inch, he suddenly stopped moving, lowered his head, and hit my head with his head!

This is something I didn't expect, my head was injured before, there was a wound on it, and if I were hit by the fat man again, I was afraid that the whole skull would be shattered; But fortunately, the fat man's body was an inch thick before, and it was just such an inch, which made it possible for my left body to regain strength.

The method of breathing and breathing worked in my mind, and the power began to spread throughout my body. I threw my head back, but the muscles of my whole body burst out with a flood of force.

I put my hands on the fat man's shoulders and let out a dull roar, and I felt the muscles of my whole body explode layer by layer like bombs. Then it was passed to my palms, and I drank violently, and my arms straightened up, and I pushed the fat man out directly.

I was finally able to see the fat man's face, but it was more of a place where his beard grew than a face. The part below his nose was all densely packed, a long, messy, and very dry beard, which covered half of his face like a mask.

There was surprise in his eyes at this time.

The fat man was pushed out by me and ended up smashing on a huge number behind him. So the fallen leaves on the canopy of the trees are falling in a torrent.

The giant tree kept shaking, and if it was any thinner, I thought the tree might have been smashed down by the fat man.

The fat man got up from under the tree as if nothing had happened, shook the ashes off his body, and looked at me with an evil smile.

I coughed violently and climbed down from the ground, the five bamboo sticks in my hand were gone. When I pushed the fat man out, the bamboo stick also pierced his back, but only the tip of the needle was inserted, and now it was probably all scattered. However, due to the fat man's rough skin and thick flesh, the bamboo stick did not seem to be noticed by him. I did this just to test if the bamboo skewers were smeared with poison.

I stood up against a tree, spat the blood out of my mouth, and twisted my body to return my misaligned bones to their original positions. It makes me feel so much better.

But when I looked up at the fat man seriously, I was shocked. Because his full beard is clearly conspicuous, he is the spider that Mellors has always wanted revenge.

He showed up anyway, and he got into trouble with me in the first place. I can't tell if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but if I can solve the spider here, this escort mission will be basically completed.

When I think of this, I am also motivated.

The spider's grayish-white, cruel, playful gaze that no human might have, seemed to have taken me as a prey at my fingertips.

Whoever has always had this kind of look will fall into my hands, but this time I have a great uncertainty in my heart. Because spiders are so mysterious, I don't know anything about them. I don't know how to deal with him is the best choice.

The spider began to walk towards me as he smiled, holding a saber identical to mine in his hand. However, he was holding a knife in his left hand, so his posture looked even more bizarre.

And his right hand has been on his waist, and I believe that the bamboo sticks will come out of it and become a weapon to kill me.

I danced my saber with a sword, slightly bent on my waist, ready to defend.

In the face of an opponent I don't understand, as long as I have a few defensive moves, I can only know the opponent's offensive method. And I'm also curious about how fast a fat person can be.

I adjusted my breathing, but I still felt sweaty with my hand holding the saber.