Chapter 461 Retreat

Chapter 461: Retreat

"What are you! You don't say it! Where's that accomplice of yours! Every time the person in the inner room said a word, the whip fell fiercely, and Chen Ye could smell a faint smell of blood through a door, and a pair of dark eyes became more profound, and the storm inside was about to surge.

"What more do you want to know?" Immediately followed by a slightly weaker voice, which Chen Ye heard clearly, it was a mad knife.

Crazy Knife's eyes were as red as blood, looking at the shirtless man in front of him, a trace of mockery crossed his eyes, "Come here, I'll tell you." ”

When the shirtless man heard this, he thought that the mad knife was a soft bone, and he could do everything with a few whips, so he sneered, put away the whip and walked towards the mad knife.

The two people standing behind the big man stared at the resolute face of the mad knife, but their brows furrowed at the same time, things will definitely not be so simple.

"Phew!" The mad knife spat unceremoniously into the man's eyebrows, and the saliva slowly flowed down his eyebrows, passing his face twitching with anger.

"Yaga!" The shirtless man picked up the whip again, and landed on the body of the mad knife even more ruthlessly, and with a snap, his clothes exploded, and the whip flew up with a little flesh and blood, and fell fiercely again.

Watanabe Matsushita, who was standing behind him, glanced at each other and shook his head.

Matsushita raised his right hand and pointed forward, and Watanabe immediately stepped forward and grabbed the man's raised arm, pulled out the whip in his hand, and coldly looked at the wild knife tied to the shelf, and threw the bloody whip aside.

The resolute face of the mad knife was covered with blood at the moment, only the amber eyes were still shining, and the clothes had already turned into tatters, hanging on the body one by one.

"I'll give you a chance one last time, and I'll give you a good time." Watanabe spoke very stiffly, but with a majestic domineering aura that could not be refused, a pair of sharp eyes stared at the stubborn eyes of the wild knife, and a trace of anger appeared on his face.

Why does this man refuse to admit defeat at such a point? What's going on with that determination? Is it the look in the eyes of a dying man facing death?

"Then if you have the ability, you will slowly torture me to death," a smile was torn apart from the corner of Crazy Knife's mouth, blood wrapped in his teeth, and the smile looked hideous and terrifying.

Watanabe's forehead swelled and throbbed violently, clenching his teeth and walking to the side with an expressionless face, where there was a stove raised and a soldering iron in the midst of the red-hot coals.

Watanabe reached out and took out the soldering iron, a trace of coldness twitched from the corner of his eye, and blew lightly on the burning red place, and the hot air immediately made a sizzling sound when it touched the red-hot end, and finally turned into a puff of white smoke and dissipated into the air.

Watanabe paced back again, holding the red-hot soldering iron and dangling in front of the mad knife, but he still didn't see the slightest change in the face of the crazy knife, and his anger was even worse, and he raised his hand and slammed the soldering iron on the chest of the crazy knife!

With a thud, a puff of white smoke came out, and the smell of cooked meat spread in the air.

Heart-rending pain! The soldering iron crushed left and right on his chest, making him feel as if he was in a furnace, and in just one second, sweat was already covered all over his body! Converge into a stream and compete for the stream!

The crazy knife clenched his teeth, blood oozed from his gums, overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and the green tendons all over his body burst out, like a winding earthworm about to break out of his body, and the low roar in his throat continued, but there was no begging for mercy!

"What a hard bone," Watanabe narrowed his eyes, finally re-looking at the stubborn man in front of him.

His face was covered with blood, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but the sharp gaze shot from those amber eyes was deeply engraved in his mind, making him unforgettable for life!

"You...... What's your name. The moment the soldering iron pulled away from the mad knife, it seemed that even his skin was pulled up in pain, and his soul trembled three times in pain! Enduring the severe pain, a pair of scarlet eyes stared at Watanabe, who was a little stunned on the other side.

"Are you looking for revenge on me?" Watanabe was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.

Looking for him for revenge? If he says this kind of thing in front of the enemy, isn't he afraid that he will die in the next second?

"Not bad!" The mad knife did not hide it in the slightest, and said bluntly, his fists clenched and struggled, and the chain that imprisoned him immediately made a screeching sound, which startled Watanabe, and he relaxed after confirming that there would be no problem with the chain.

Madknife looked at his reaction and smiled coldly, like a captive beast, laughing at its prey, "You're afraid." ”

There was not the slightest doubt that he was scared!

"Doesn't you have a saying in Huaxia called letting the tiger return to the mountain?" Watanabe didn't answer his question, threw the soldering iron back into the furnace, clapped his hands, his hands behind his back, and the samurai bun that stood tall was projected on the ground by the flickering lights.

His eyes looked seriously at the eyes of the mad knife, which burned like a furnace over there, and he smiled, "Do you think I'll let you out?" ”

The corner of the mad knife's eyes swept towards the door, lowered his head, a strange smile opened at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly his body trembled slightly, and he laughed in a low voice.

"What are you laughing at?" Not only Watanabe, but even Watanabe, who had been standing behind him to observe the situation, was attracted by the sneer of the mad knife, his sparse eyebrows were tightly wrung up, and his eyes were dazed and unhappy.

The sound of mad knife laughter became louder and louder, and the ridicule and disdain in the laughter became thicker, and finally raised his head to look at Watanabe opposite, a trace of cunning light flashed quickly under his eyes, and then closed his eyes again, and said, "I'm afraid you won't let go...... Gotta put it too! ”

As soon as the last word fell, I only heard three soft whistles in the air, and then three snaps, the lights went out, and the chains broke!

Watanabe and Matsushita were suddenly in the dark, unable to adapt to the light, they couldn't see anything in the pitch black in front of them, they were angry and anxious, Watanabe directly pulled out a long knife and was ready to slash indiscriminately, but was stopped by Matsushita behind him.

After about thirty seconds, the three people in the room adjusted to the light again, and the shirtless man got a piece of grabbing it from nowhere, walked over to the stove and lit it, and the room slowly brightened.

"What about people!" Watanabe yelled angrily, and the cross in front of him was empty, except for a pile of scrap metal.

"Run," Matsushita paused on the floor with a samurai sword in his hand, pointing to the door that was shaking in the wind, and a hint of deep meaning crossed his eyes.

"Arrest now!" Watanabe grabbed the shirtless fat man and threw him out the door, his face rolling with anger, recalling the murderous eyes of the mad knife, and a slight wave of waves flooded in his heart.

"Watanabe-kun doesn't need to panic, it's just a clown who jumps off the beam." Matsushita looked at Watanabe's back and comforted him, then looked up at the broken lamp above his head, there was only a circular hole on it, and there were a few cracks around it, but it was not serious.

"I don't think it's a bullet mark." Panasonic frowned, staring at the round notch in a daze.

Watanabe took a deep breath and came back to his senses, glanced at the round gap, his face changed slightly, and his breathing was a little chaotic.

"What's wrong?" Matsushita looked at Watanabe's slightly pale face and was very curious.

Watanabe smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect Huaxia to even dispatch people from that organization, it's really surprising to me." ”

"You mean......" Matsushita and Watanabe exchanged their eyes in the air, and Watanabe nodded, and the divine light in a pair of triangular eyes began to dim.

"If you don't let it go, you have to let ......it go," Watanabe repeated what he had just said, thinking about all his actions at that time.

No wonder he suddenly laughed at that time, it turned out that he wanted to attract their attention, and he closed his eyes before speaking, just to adjust to the next light.

Good strategy!

Watanabe had to admire the person who rescued the crazy knife, who could forcibly take away a person under his nose, there has not been one so far, but what he admires even more is the tacit understanding between the two, he didn't say a word, and even he didn't see any weird movements and eyes of the crazy knife, so perfectly cooperated with all the actions to save people!

This is the most convincing, how much tacit understanding can be achieved by teenagers? Watanabe asked himself, and he has worked with Panasonic for seven or eight years, and he has never had such a heart.

"It seems that it will not be so easy to get the treasure back." Matsushita narrowed his eyes meaningfully at the void, and his hand pressed on the handle of the samurai 1 sword slowly tightened.

"Let's hold on to the ground first," Watanabe took a deep breath, "When we find out the actions of those people, it's not too late for us to do it, although they have that person, but they don't have a treasure map, and they won't be able to find it for a while, what does Matsushita-kun think?" ”

Matsutsu groaned for a moment and nodded, "Just as you say, but this island can't stay any longer." ”

"I can't find those two people today, so I will withdraw the army overnight," Watanabe's eyebrows were filled with a black gas, and his hands clenched and unwillingly released, "Their people are not opponents for the time being." ”

Matsushita's face tightened, and although he didn't want to admit it, Watanabe was telling the truth.

The two of them sighed helplessly, and the room was quiet again, but it was noisy outside the door, and people in black with warriors and swords could be seen everywhere looking for something.

A hundred meters away from these people, a slender figure pressed the switch of the hidden weapon in his hand, a thin steel wire was withdrawn with a thud, turned his head to look at the bloody knife sitting under the tree, and his eyes turned around on the terrible wound on his chest, exuding a cold murderous aura.

"Let's go......" Crazy Dao gasped, he had exhausted his last strength by escaping just now, and now he felt a stabbing pain in his chest every time he took a breath, and he hurriedly said when he saw Chen Ye's killing machine rise again.

Chen Ye lowered his eyelids, picked up the mad knife and shuttled through the woods, during which he never said a word, and his handsome face was tense from beginning to end, and the frost was thick.

After the two of them left, it was not until the sky was dark that the group of warriors who were running around returned to the wooden houses, and finally withdrew like a tide under the moonlight, and if it were not for the few wooden houses left behind, it would have felt like a dream.