Even if Ye Zhiqiu wanted to interfere, Yan Nanfei would not let him interfere. This is a matter of personal dignity, not to mention that the entire industry has insulted him personally for many years, even if he can't clear his innocence, but he has to prove that he is not easy to mess with.

The alliance clearly stipulates that firearms cannot be used, which is just in line with Yan Nanfei's strengths, his body style, even Ye Zhiqiu at his peak has to admire a few points, it is all real kung fu.

Yan Nanfei's master was a man who stood at the pinnacle of China, but because of an unexplained rebellion, everyone shouted to kill overnight, not to mention the innocent Yan Nanfei.

Yan Nanfei stood up, took out the dagger he was carrying, and stood in front of the three of them.

With a mocking smile, the scar man waved his right hand, and the two people behind him besieged with daggers. These three people have obviously worked together for a while, and they have rules and regulations, but the level is still too low, Ye Zhiqiu just glanced at it casually, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Yan Nanfei snorted coldly, held the dagger back, picked up a round stool as a shield, parryed the first dagger, and the whole person turned around violently, kicking down the second person's dagger with a roundabout kick. At the same time, the dagger in his hand had already pierced the neck of the first man, and between the thrusts and thrusts, blood gushed out.

I'm afraid that in the end, the first man didn't even know how he died.

As soon as the scene began, one person had already died, and the onlookers around them began to sit in a correct posture and watch carefully, no longer as a casual conversation.

Yan Nanfei is extremely fast, he is mainly light and neat, otherwise it is impossible to control the two extreme weapons of longbow and dagger at the same time. After killing one person, the round stool in Yan Nanfei's hand slammed towards the scar man.

He was already able to pull a one-stone bow, and in the later stage, the two-stone bow was even more of a problem. The strength of his hands was already extremely strong, and at this time, he threw the round stool out, like a cannonball, and only a shadow was left at a fast speed, flying towards the scar man's face.

Before anyone could take a breath, Yan Nanfei's purpose turned to the man who had kicked the dagger off again. The force of this kick was not light, the man only felt that his wrist was directly kicked off, and there was no reaction, Yan Nanfei had already deceived himself, and he actually gave up the dagger to kill him, but hit the man in the chest three times in a row.

One punch and one deep depression, after three punches, the man unconsciously fell backwards again and again, and then stood up, clutching his chest and spurting out a mouthful of blood. Glaring angrily, he pointed at Yan Nanfei and couldn't say a word, and then fell to his knees and died.

At the same time, the screams came, and I saw that the round stool that I had just thrown out had smashed into a solid one, but it was not the head of the scar man. At the critical moment, he blocked it with his right hand, and at this time his right hand hung weakly, obviously broken.

Yan Nanfei didn't even dare to breathe when he killed the two of them, for fear of missing something.

No matter how stupid the scar man is at this time, he should understand that he is not Yan Nanfei's opponent. Now that his hand was broken again, he had no strength to fight again, so he immediately knelt down and begged: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, I look down on people, and you have a lot of them, so spare me." ”

"Why should I spare you?" Yan Nanfei asked.

The man's eyes rolled, and he hurriedly said, "I'm willing to buy my life with money, I have more than one million in my hand, and I'll give it all to you, how about it?" ”

"Okay, then you go get the money, I'll wait for you here." Yan Nanfei said, put away the dagger, and looked unwilling to fight.

The man's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I'll get it to you right away." ”

With that, he got up and ran.

Just when everyone sighed that there was no good show to watch, Yan Nanfei slowly opened the backpack that had never left him, and inside was a combination bow sprayed with black matte paint. From the completion of the combination to the drawing of the arrow, the time does not exceed five seconds.

I only heard the crisp sound of the bowstring, and an arrow feather shot out rapidly, piercing the man's heart, and disappeared from everyone's sight, and then a scream was heard, and I don't know which point in the back was shot.

The scar man looked at the blood gushing out of his chest, turned around in disbelief, and just watched Yan Nanfei retract his bow.

"You, you ......"

Yan Nanfei didn't have a hippie smile for the first time, and said seriously: "I think your life is not worth more than a million, and I don't lack your money, so I'd better kill it." ”

Then, the scar man fell to the ground with a thud, dead and blind.

After watching this battle, the onlookers on the side were exclaiming, such a hearty fight was simply the appetizer of the conference, and in these ten days, I am afraid it can be seen every day.

"This Yan is difficult to fly, he is really a genius, and a bronze medal is indeed wronged." After watching this scene, one person commented with his friends next to him.

"I think the silver medal is almost over, after all, he hasn't met a real master yet, and if it is a gold medal, he will probably be a little difficult to deal with." One person disagreed.

The other knocked on the table and reminded, "Don't forget, he took less than twenty seconds from start to finish, excluding the time to combine the bows." Ten seconds, three lives, just this skill, I think, the gold medal can't control him. His master is really a strange person. ”

"I'll go, how did I forget this." The people on the side immediately slapped their heads, completely forgetting that it took Yan Nanfei less than thirty seconds to kill these three people, which can almost be regarded as a second kill.

A few people nodded silently, for Yan Nanfei, they were secretly interested, and if they couldn't make friends, don't offend.

When Tifa saw this scene, she couldn't help but turn pale, and her appearance couldn't stop the nausea in her heart at this time. At this time, I smelled the fishy smell and immediately began to retch.

Ye Zhiqiu handed over a glass of rice wine and said, "I thought you were really so powerful that you could witness all this without changing color, but it turned out that you were only strong on the outside." ”

Tifa took the glass and took a sip, no longer looking at the bloody scene, and felt better when he was stinged by the smell of rice wine. looked at Ye Zhiqiu hatefully, and did not suppress the disdain in his words at all: "Do you think I am the same as you group of inhumane people?" ”

Ye Zhiqiu, who was innocently lying on the gun, pouted helplessly, took the porcelain wine glass and said, "Then what are you still drinking my wine for, aren't you afraid that my hands are also stained with the blood of countless people?" ”

Tifa's face was even harder to look at, and he turned his head and walked in the opposite direction.

"What a strange person." Ye Zhiqiu looked at Tifa's back very strangely, he didn't understand what she was about, since she was willing to die, but she was scared when she saw a dead person.

Yan Nanfei put away the guy's business and said to Ye Zhiqiu: "Let's play mahjong at night, Sister Bloodpiercing, do you want to come together?" ”

Prick blood raised eyebrows, it seems that women always have a soft spot for mahjong, and say, "Do you have enough money?" Don't lose all your panties to your sister. ”

"I can lose people to my sister." Yan Nanfei said with a hippie smile.

……

In the surveillance screen of the main control room, Ye Zhiqiu and his party left. Several men are writing and drawing on a clipboard.

"This Yan is difficult to fly, and he really underestimates him." The man at the head muttered to himself with his hands behind his back.

A person behind him held a clipboard and asked: "What to do, the three people who were killed were all silver medals." ”

"Yan Nanfei has been upgraded to a gold medal, and it will not be announced for the time being, and we will accumulate to see what kind of storm he can make in these ten days." The man pondered for a moment and had an answer.

"Then, what is going to happen between Tifa and the Night Demon?" The man behind him made a note and asked again.

The man glanced at Tifa, who was retching in the bathroom, snorted coldly, the corners of his eyes twitched, and said, "Observe first, it's not too late to deal with the signs if there are really signs." If she deliberately looked for death, no one would be to blame. ”