Liang Huan was very angry, in his opinion, Han Yu took him with him, that is, he wanted him to be a bodyguard and a guard. But first, someone was lying on the wall, and he didn't even notice it, and now this person is grinning at his boss again, how can he be embarrassed?

As a little brother who has just followed the boss and urgently needs to prove his ability and strength, he will never allow others to trample on his dignity like this.

Liang Huanmo's knife roared, and his eyes were sharp. However, although he was angry, he had not lost his mind. He knew that these were all people that the boss valued, so his knife looked terrifying, but it only used six points of strength.

He just wanted to scare the little kid in front of him.

However, what he didn't expect was that he not only looked down on himself, but also underestimated the other party.

Just when the Mo knife in his hand was still more than ten centimeters away from the other party's head, a black light lit up faintly.

It was a sheer blackness, like the breath of death from the netherworld of hell.

While!

With a crisp sound, the black collided with the Mo knife in Liang Huan's hand, and the Mo knife bounced up high, broke free from Liang Huan's control, and flew backwards.

Immediately after, the black smeared towards Liang Huan's throat.

Liang Huan was stupid, he didn't expect his knife to be so simple and so easy to be broken, and even lost the guy who ate. For a moment, he forgot to dodge.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

Han Yu and Guo Lao shouted in unison, and only then did it sound. Originally, they wanted to stop the fight between the two, but when their words fell, the black dagger was already on Liang Huan's throat.

"You, the speed is too slow, the strength is too small." Zhuo Bufan withdrew the dagger, and the deep chill in his eyes faded back.

Liang Huan's face was a little black, red and a little purple, he stared at Zhuo Bufan tightly, suddenly turned around, and knelt down in the direction of Han Yu: "Liang Huan is incompetent, and he has lost people to the boss." Liang Huan is willing to die to apologize! ”

"You are not ashamed to lose, but if you lose, you are looking for death and life, that is really a shame for me. Roll up for Lao Tzu, a manly man, he was hit with a dagger, what are you afraid of? If we have the ability, we will get this field back in the future. Han Yuzhi carried Liang Huan's Mo knife that flew towards him, glanced at Zhuo Bufan meaningfully, and said sharply: "Get up." ”

"Yes!" Liang Huan lowered his head, hurriedly got up, and stood by honestly, but a pair of eyes stared at Zhuo Bufan like fire.

He lost, but he didn't accept it. However, he also knew that if he really fought, he would have turned into a corpse at this time. Therefore, although he was not convinced, he still honestly pleaded guilty to Han Yu.

But pleading for guilt does not mean that he is convinced.

Han Yu smiled slightly, looked at Zhuo Bufan with a Mo knife and said, "What a fast dagger, such a clever eyesight." Extraordinary, really extraordinary. ”

Maybe Liang Huan would think that he missed because he was a light enemy, but Han Yu could see it clearly, the place where the extraordinary dagger just now hit was the weakest point of the Mo knife in his hand. Not to mention that he left some strength, even if he shot with all his might, the Mo knife would be knocked away by the dagger in four or two thousand pounds.

He still can't dodge the black deadly dagger.

Fast, accurate, ruthless, this extraordinary dagger has already obtained three of its flavors.

Zhuo Bufan faced the praise and said indifferently: "It's not that I'm extraordinary, it's that the people under you are too ordinary." ”

Han Yu smiled slightly, and said softly: "What you said is also a little reasonable, but he is my brother, whether ordinary or extraordinary, since he is my brother, I can't let people look down on him." ”

As he spoke, Han Yu took the Mo knife in his hand and walked towards Zhuo Bufan step by step.

"Boss Han, he's just a child, don't be like him. Xiaofan, don't you apologize to Boss Han? When Guo Lao saw it, he hurriedly tried to stop it.

Han Yu stopped without looking back: "Old Guo, please rest assured, I won't hurt him." It's just that this big brother, I'm going to make up my mind. ”

Han Yu came to a place two meters in front of Zhuo Bufan with a smile, and slashed at him without hesitation. This distance seemed to be a little farther, even if he stretched out his arm and knife, he was afraid that even Zhuo Bufan's shadow would not be able to reach it, let alone maximize the power of the knife.

However, Zhuo Bufan's face changed suddenly.

Han Yu's seemingly ridiculous knife dispelled his idea of stepping forward, and his body flashed to the side almost without thinking.

But the snow-bright Mo knife changed direction with him, and it was still a simple slash down, but Zhuo Bufan had to flash to the side again.

circled around Han Yu seven or eight times in a row, but Zhuo Bufan didn't even find a chance to make a move, and his face was red with grievances.

With a cold snort, his body had to retreat.

In his mind, as long as Han Yu's body moved with him, this kind of turtle fighting would be broken. When the time comes, he will have a chance to win the game.

Things were just as he thought, as soon as he retreated, Han Yu's body immediately moved forward. The slash stabbed him straight in the throat.

Zhuo Bufan pinched the dagger, his eyes were firmly fixed on the tip of the knife full of coldness, but his feet seemed to have eyes, and he kept retreating, and the speed was even faster than ordinary people running head-on.

However, the snow-white Mo knife in Han Yu's hand seemed to be unstained with his blood and swore not to give up, chasing after him like a maggot attached to the bone.

Even if he relied on his familiarity with the terrain, he had already circled around Guo Lao's yard three times and changed directions more than a dozen times!

Some panting, and some of the annoyed and angry Zhuo Bufan, finally fought. Behind him was the courtyard wall, and if he had climbed over such a wall in normal times, it would have been extremely easy, but now he didn't dare to waste a second of his time.

Secretly gritting his teeth, Zhuo Bufan's dagger slammed into the tip of Han Yu's knife.

"Dang!"

Zhuo Bufan only felt that his arm was numb twice, his eyes suddenly burst out, and his face suddenly turned pale. Twice, in that short period of time, that damn Mo knife was actually swung twice by him?

With a muffled grunt, the dagger involuntarily raised upward, and at this moment, the arm seemed to be no longer his.

The steel knife in Han Yu's hand paused less than three inches in front of his throat and then retracted it. His movements were fast, so fast that even Liang Huan couldn't see clearly.

It was as if the steel knife in his hand had been knocked back by a dagger.

Then, both stopped.

"Now, can you call me big brother?" Han Yu threw the Mo knife to Liang Huan with his backhand and chuckled.

"Hmph, just call it, I'm a manly man, and I won't lose a piece of meat when I scream." Zhuo Bufan inserted the dagger back with a depressed face, and said in a loud voice: "Big brother in black! ”