Chapter 1230, Thorn Dragon!

The children of the poor are in charge of the family at an early age. This phrase is the most suitable way to describe the big head.

Because of his poor family, he has suffered all the hardships and all the hardships, so he knows how to cherish today's hard-won happiness.

Is he happy now? Happiness.

What is it to train hard? Wasn't it hard for him to move bricks at the construction site? What is it to kill people and drink blood? The kind of pathos that makes all the effort but can't see a way out is even more desperate.

Now he is a soldier. It is a soldier who defends his home and country. Speaking of which, it is a profession that can make the whole village envious and jealous. Iron rice bowl. Because of this, his father also went back to his hometown to worship his ancestors, saying that this was the good luck of their ancestors.

Big Head apparently doesn't think so. He thanked Qin Luo, thanked Li, thanked the military advisor, thanked the Dragon King—thanked everyone who helped him. He didn't know what to thank, so he could only take care of them and protect them with all his heart. Even if you lose your own life, you don't hesitate.

Ever since he burned his skin by rescuing Qin Luo from the fire in the Flower Field Racecourse last time, he had been living in this sanatorium to recuperate. In fact, his injuries have long been healed, and the new skin has been able to adapt to the climate and environmental changes outside. However, he was still left behind by Qin Luo. Qin Luo's meaning was obvious, protecting the Dragon King as if he were protecting himself.

Of course, Qin Luo didn't say this. Needless to say. This is what he himself said to himself.

Who is the Dragon King? It is Qin Luo's master, Li's father-in-law, the military advisor, the gunpowder Xiao Li Tanhua and his boss, and the soul of the dragon's breath.

His importance is self-evident, and the big head will know it on the first day he enters the dragon's breath.

Actually, the big head doesn't have to be so careful. Because of the stay of the Dragon King, Wenren Muyue personally interrogated, and the sanatorium of the Wenren family has undergone a comprehensive upgrade of software and hardware. A group of jīng soldiers and strong generals were dispatched to come over to guard, and the current koi fish were not much worse than the dragon king's courtyard in Dragon Breath.

However, the big head just doesn't worry,

He rested during the day, because he knew that no one would dare to run in broad daylight to assassinate the Dragon King. In the evening, he waited all night long. His eyes were closed, but his brain was awake all the time. Sleep in clothes, and never leave the gun.

If there is an enemy who comes to attack, he will be killed.

Day after day passed, month after month passed. It's tense, but it's peaceful. Day or night, no one disturbed the peace of the Dragon King.

Even so, the big head still didn't let up.

Sure enough, tonight he discovered the anomaly.

Because he hadn't slept at all, he heard the killer when he entered the courtyard. However, he did not act rashly. Instead, he lay on his side, gathering the jīng god to keep an eye on the movement outside.

He's waiting. Waiting for his motives. Also waiting for his next step.

When the killer approached the window, when the killer cut the glass with a knife, he had already crept to the edge of the window.

Then, when he was about to 'blow the poison', the big head said loudly: "Don't bother so much, we are already awake." ”――

What is the scariest thing in the world in this world?

It's not that you charm a young girl and she suddenly sobers up when she is about to pick up a gun and get on the horse, but that you are about to charm two men when they suddenly appear in front of you when they are cutting vegetables and meat.

People are scary, scared to death.

The man in black's first reaction was not to retreat and run away, but to lunge forward and slam into the glass of the window.

He had noticed just now that there were no iron bars or protective nets behind the glass, and he could enter the room if he broke through the glass.

Once in the room, he's closer to his target, and there's a chance to kill him.

Click-clang-clad

The glass shattered with a crisp and pleasant sound.

Even on this stormy night, it can reach far, far away.

The man in black knew that all the bright and dark sentries outside were awakened by himself. If nothing else, soon the courtyard is now surrounded by clusters.

There's never been a better time to escape. Before they formed a circle.

No matter. Complete the task first.

Just as he had expected, under the force of his body, the glass, no, the entire window and the wooden frame were knocked down by him. His body landed on the carpet in the room, and the window frames and broken glass flew like a heavy hammer and countless small, sharp hidden weapons to the man who had just spoken.

His crazy behavior startled the big head standing by the window of the house, and he thought that the killer's first instinct after he spoke out was to flee immediately.

But he didn't.

He suddenly jumped up and crashed into him, and when he realized that the situation was wrong and wanted to touch the gun to fight back, the window frame and glass that he had knocked off flew at him, which was more terrifying than the throwing knife - he could only throw one or a few throwing knives. Dense glass slag like this is what makes people unguardable.

All he could do was rush to the bedside, lift a quilt and wave it desperately, and the heavy window frame and broken glass were all blocked by him.

One wave has just subsided, and another wave has invaded. Just as the big head had just blocked the broken glass, a dagger had already stabbed at him quickly.

Swift and silent, fierce and urgent.

With this move alone, you can see that the killer is extraordinary.

Of course, if he was not skilled, he would not have been able to sneak into this heavily guarded Wenren family sanatorium until now.

The big head didn't dodge or dodge, but threw the quilt in his hand forward. The spread quilt was like a big curtain, blocking the killer's vision at once.

The big head quickly shifted his body and kicked out from the side.

Bang -

The calf of the big head and the calf of the killer collided together, and the other party also made a movement to transfer his body when he threw the quilt, and the reaction of the two was exactly the same.

If it weren't for believing in the character of the Dragon's Breath team, the big head would even suspect that this killer was disguised by the Dragon's Breath people. However, he knew it couldn't be.

Moreover, no one in the Dragon's Breath team has the same tall stature as this killer.

The calf touched and closed, and the moment the quilt fell to the ground, the killer stabbed the big head in the eye with a knife again.

Before the big head could fully retract it, he kicked the toe of his right foot, and the quilt with a lot of glass slag on it was kicked up by him again, and he covered the killer with a whirl.

Of course, the killer can't let this quilt cover himself, and when his vision is blocked or his body is restrained, this guy in front of him can kill himself several times.

The dagger was retracted, and several knives were slashed at the quilt.

Snort--

Snort--

What he was holding was a good knife that was as hard as clay, and it was effortless to cut the soft quilt. Even the sound is so light and fluttering, without any dullness, which shows how sharp it is.

More than a dozen knives went down, and a quilt was cut into dozens by him. Pieces fall, cotton flutters.

In this snow-white velvet world, the big head punched the killer in the chest.

The big head is fast, and the killer is faster.

Before the big man's hand touched the chest of the man in black, he had already withdrawn his knife to save him, and the tip of the knife was aimed at the big man's fist, accelerating the stab.

In other words, if the big head continues to smash this punch, he will be pierced through the palm of the hand by this dagger first.

When the enemy changes, I will change.

The big head did not take advantage of the situation to close his fist, but turned his fist into a palm, choosing a roundabout route to smash the killer's wrist.

The killer changes his tactics again. The big head also changed his moves.

The two began to fight for dominance around a dagger, and the legs were not suspicious, and the sound of clattering and clattering was endless.

Bang -

After a powerful knee collision, the bodies of both men took two or three steps back.

The dagger was still in the killer's hand, and the big head couldn't take advantage of the situation.

"Who are you?" The big head asked in a deep voice.

The killer didn't answer the big head's question, rubbed his knees, and rushed to the back of the suite. When he was attacking just now, he had already secretly shifted his direction and allowed himself to stand at the door leading to the inner room.

There lived the Dragon King. His goal.

"Look for death." The big head roared. The victory was not scored, and this hateful fellow actually wanted to abandon himself to harm the Dragon King.

This is contempt. Naked contempt.

A black sè pistol appeared in the palm of his hand like lightning, and when he raised his hand, it was a shot.

Bang -

The bullet hit the wall with a cold, hard sound. The walls were peeled off with a large piece of skin, and there was an extremely deep hole.

And the killer - has lost his figure.

The big head leaned over and ran wildly, chasing after him with anger.