Neither of them wanted to fight the 'dungeon' city lord would slip under the table like a fool, and this action made the two of them stunned for half a second, but it was this short half second that had already won a head start for the dove.

A hand had already caught a man's ankle from behind, and the cold fingers were like zombies from the grave, and the person jumping on the table was startled, and it was too late to withdraw his left foot.

The five fingers on the ankle exerted force, like five steel claws, firmly and tightly tied into the flesh. The stinging man flipped his body violently, raised the sub-wheel in his hand and slashed at the wrist that was tugging at the ankle.

Hey, hey, hey! From under the table, there was a terrible dry laugh, and the wrist seemed to have eyes at the moment when the sub-wheel was cut off, with the left leg slammed to the right, driving the people on the table to fall crookedly on the table, and the sub-wheel pierced into the table with a pop, deep into a third, and thanks to the sub-wheel split, the dragged body was fixed, otherwise it would have been dragged directly to the ground just now.

"Be careful!" Before the people at the table could take any measures, they heard the person on the other side scream, and the person lying on the ground did not look around, but only relied on the sound to slap the table with one hand, and the whole person rebounded and pulled out the sub-wheel with one hand.

Feeling the left leg being dragged vibrate, the dove was already in his right hand and turned into a hand knife and slashed diagonally at the dragged left leg.

The wind was lightning fast, and everything from interception to attack was done in the blink of an eye, making it impossible to believe in a phantom.

"Ahh The man screamed, and the place where the knife was cut down hurt like a fire. His fingertips rubbed against the flesh, and his left shoulder was slashed down to his right rib, blood splattering.

Seeing that his companion was traumatized, the person holding the mother wheel had already rushed up. "Don't, I'll deal with this guy alone!" The wounded man, a carp, crouched on the table, half of his body as if it were soaked in blood.

Hey, hey, there was no sympathy in his bloody eyes, as if the people in front of him were already two dying people to him.

The injured man shouted loudly and picked up the wheel in his hand and jumped on the spot, but the pain on his shoulder was no more, and he attacked the lower abdomen of the dove with precision and trickery.

Hum! With a cold snort. The dove suddenly stretched out his right leg. At the same time as he landed, he had already struck out rapidly, without the slightest flow of breath, and kicked towards his right hand that swung at him.

Seeing this, the injured killer tried to avoid it, but he underestimated his opponent. Someone who can become the lord of the 'dungeon' is something that his character can dodge. This kind of speed and strength of the attack. It must have come with absolute confidence that he would take down the opponent in one fell swoop, like a rushing army of thousands of horses, forcing him to retreat and dodge, and the sub-wheel in his hand was closed back without even making a complete move.

Click. I only heard the familiar cracking sound from my kneecap, like wood burned in a fire, crackling and crackling, and the injured killer stared at his entire leg for a few seconds before letting out a sharp scream, and the subwheel in his hand was gone, and he fell to the table and writhed like crazy with his right leg in both hands.

There were no scars to be seen, and there was not a single bone crusher that had been pierced from the inside out, but the sound of bones breaking could be heard.

"How does it taste?" The dove stood still, and he suddenly wondered why a man could make such a cruel attack so clean. If it was replaced by the foot he just now, it would definitely be a blur of flesh and blood, and the scum would be messing up. Although it is the same effect, the visual impact is so different, how did Xiao Rin study it, and now he uses it himself, and suddenly finds that this visual effect is more feeling than that kind of bloody.

The killer stared at his right leg in a daze, and now it was as if the whole world was quiet for him, not writhing, not shouting, but staring at his right leg stupidly. Never before has he been defeated so badly, nor has he ever been defeated when an effective attack has not been used.

"Let's go! Come on! "Finally, the killer yelled at his companions, even if the two of them combined, they wouldn't be his opponents, let alone the protagonist." Hear no hurry away! With that, he picked up the subwheel and threw it at his companion, his eyes already bloodshot.

Looking at such a killer, although the dove was a little moved, but did not give birth to any pity and compassion, his steps moved forward, and a jump came to him, and the outstretched right fist suddenly changed course and slashed at the person next to him while approaching his chest.

"Don't!" Seeing this, the killer who was already unable to move pounced on the dove and hugged his left leg at the last moment.

"You want him alive so much?" The dove looked back at the people below him.

"Let's go!" The man standing on the side remained motionless as if he was frightened, and only when he heard the man yell again did he put away the wheel and turn to the door.

Seeing his companion leaving, the injured man laughed and made his hand, and his hands hugged the pigeon's leg tightly, preventing him from moving.

The explosive power of a dying man is also amazing, the dove did not successfully break free from his hands after several draws, his cold eyes flashed, and the five fingers of his right hand stabbed into the man's back like a sharp dagger. The right back and forward ran through his entire chest, and as he pulled out his right arm, the blood splattered outward like a bead of blood, and on the right palm he pulled out was a heart with a faint beat.

"Has anyone ever told you that as a killer you must dig out your target's heart and crush it so that the Nightmare doesn't follow you, but the Nightmare has been killed by your target.

Burst! A dull sound made the hand holding the handle pause, and the person who had already reached the door did not even have the courage to turn back, and the sound of rustling sounded behind him, and he felt the coldness behind him approaching him.

"Why run away? Why did you give up your companion at the end? He died for you, but you forsaken him! Maybe if you don't run away, I won't kill such a loyal man and let him enter my 'dungeon', why do you leave him and run away, you deserve to die more than him! ”

The ghostly voice kept ringing in his back and entering his head, penetrating into his blood bit by bit.

Ahhh

When a sticky hand was placed around his neck, the man could no longer stand it and screamed. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )