ps: Kurosawa Weiyang came to ask for recommendations and collections. ▲∴.

When he heard that we were going to take back that finger, Kurosawa Weiyang, whose expression was much richer, pulled the corners of his mouth. He reached out one hand, wiped the base of his index finger on the other, and began to laugh exaggeratedly. Completely different from the previous laughs, this time, he was really angry and laughed back.

The faint and almost invisible eyebrows were extremely raised, and Kurosawa even tilted his head, put his hand to his ear, and made a "I didn't hear clearly" movement. But in reality, he heard it very clearly. For he turned around once more, and walked with great brisk steps to the wooden table in the center of the living room. Then, without hesitation, I picked up the finger that belonged to me. He grabbed it with the thumb, index and middle finger of his right hand, and with his fingers, he returned to the front of the battle.

The wooden floor and the lawn outside the court were bloodstained. One was dripped from the time I came out earlier, because of the slow pace of walking, and the blood was so closely spaced that it almost became a line. Now, on the other hand, it was very long, and intermittent spots of blood appeared on the ground.

As if worried that we wouldn't be able to see clearly, Kurosawa raised his hand as he walked back in front of us. He placed the finger flat in his palm, not caring for the scattered blood staining his palm. His white hands were momentarily stained scarlet with the blood they had brought up. The scene was a little scary and disgusting for a while.

"You say you want this?" Kurosawa took a step forward, his eyes wide open and his expression unusually pompous. The shaky eyebrows seem to say that we are naïve.

Without giving us a chance to speak, Kurosawa let out a contemptuous laugh on his heels. A new opponent. This time, he felt we were entitled to the scornful laugh.

Adam's apple surges. A suppressed low laugh escaped from his throat, and Kurosawa even thought it was a very funny thing. He laughed as he pressed the index and middle fingers of his right hand together and waved them at one of the thugs behind him. "Go, bring that Argentine Dugo of mine in the backyard!"

The hoarse voice mixed with a low laugh, combined with the meaning of the words, made many people present shudder.

After giving orders to his subordinates, Kurosawa turned his head quickly, he glanced at me, and then looked at Jiang Xijun again. The gaze was full of provocation.

"Didn't you say you wanted to get that finger back? Heh, then before the police come, let's bet on the last one! After saying this in a hideous tone, Kurosawa Weiyang raised his head at the man named Jin Jun beside Jiang Xijun. I can see that in this group of people, the guy next to you is not bad. So, dare you take him with you, we're 2-on-2! Win, finger you take away. Lost. I'll feed it to the dogs! ”

When the end of the word dog fell to the ground, Kurosawa's man happened to take the vicious-looking Argentine Dugao in the backyard. Kang Seok-jun lowered his gaze and glanced at the dog that had been used to hunt lions, as well as its sharp teeth. Then he raised his head and met Kurosawa's gaze without fear. He did not respond directly to Kurosawa's provocation, nor did he heed my obstruction. Instead, he directly stuffed the Beretta 92 in his hand into Choo Sung-hoon's hand. Then he raised an arm and pressed down in the void.

The two foreign soldiers who understood the meaning of this action. They glanced at each other, then slowly lowered their guns. The six gunmen in Kurosawa's camp. also cooperated with the gun to cover the inside of the suit, revealing the head of the gun, but remained vigilant and did not let go.

Knowing that there was no turning back, I sighed and took a step back with the group. The group of people on the opposite side also made the same move, making room for the four people in the field.

For Jiang Xijun to accept the challenge without hesitation, Kurosawa Weiyang did not seem surprised at all, he sneered, and put the severed finger in his hand into the pocket of his suit.

The most primitive fighting, no more language, just like that, just start directly!

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Kick the ground!

Fragments of dirt and lawn flew all over the place, and the four of them, almost in the same motion, pounced on each other.

Although the initiation movements are exactly the same, the technicians and protectors with strong lower body strength are obviously faster than Kang Seok-jun and Kurosawa Weiyang.

The hard soles and soft grass collided, and the footsteps were so dense that they could barely be heard at intervals, and the first encounter between the two sides had already begun.

As he approached the other side, the protector drew the knife pinned behind him again. The hilt with round black holes and the silver-white blade flew over his chest. Three meters, two meters, one meter, the best distance!

The muscles in the waist and shoulders instantly work together, and the joints in the forearms and wrists twist and make a clanging sound. Standing not far away, we only saw a blurry light and shadow, which struck the door of the technician named Jin Jun with great speed. At this moment, even the technician can't completely figure out the trajectory of the high-rotating butterfly knife. Empty-handed, his pupils contracted sharply.

Originally, he had planned to reach through the blade, puff out his finger bones, and hit the protector's wrist directly, knocking his best weapon into the air. But he didn't want the protector to shake the knife, it was up to him. In desperation, he had no choice but to change direction sharply, sink his waist, and dodge the protector's technique in a movement similar to an iron plate bridge.

With a piercing chill, the sharp blade swept over the technician's face, and a wisp of fluttering silk was cut through the air by the steel eagle C26, which rotated horizontally like a helicopter propeller. A technologist with strong nerves and sharp instincts didn't blink a word in the current situation. The back is facing upwards with the upper body completely horizontal. With his legs twisted in a strange posture, he is waiting!

o.78 seconds later, the expected move was finally waited for by him. The sharp blade just crossed his tip, and when he grasped this point, he instantly bounced. When he regained his upright state, he didn't even look at the protector who was already close at hand. In hand-to-hand combat, rhythm is crucial! As early as when he was running, he gave the opponent's action state to the technician who built it in his mind, and at this moment he didn't need to look at it at all, he just had to follow his instinct and attack blatantly.

If the fighting of the xenofighters is based on their strong bodies for primitive and savage fighting. Then the battle of the technician can be called ............ Art!

The moment he dodged the opponent's attack with an iron plate bridge and straightened his back, the technician's left hand flexed, and the sharp elbow slammed into the protector's right shoulder with great speed. As long as this part is hit, the impact containing great force will cause the opponent to lose control of the right arm in an instant. However, the protector is clearly not a vegetarian either.

When he realized that the blow he threw out didn't hit the enemy, he responded immediately. The left hand quickly reached in front of him, and in milliseconds, he preemptively put the palm of his left hand to the shoulder. The expected powerful force struck, but with the barrier of the soft palm, the protector who was knocked back a small step did not suffer substantial damage. On the contrary, he took a step back, adjusted his breathing in an instant, and immediately bullied himself again.

Just when the two terrible characters with force as a question mark were fighting heartily, Jiang Xijun and Kurosawa Weiyang, who were a beat slower on the other side, also collided together.

Kurosawa Weiyang, who is one or two centimeters shorter than Jiang Xijun, is obviously faster. Rushing forward, he took advantage of the momentum to slap his whip leg, and the hard Martin boots reflected the light, and hit Jiang Xijun's side face with a terrible wind. Jiang Xijun, who was preempted from the lead, heard this rumor and knew that Kurosawa Weiyang's power should not be underestimated. So he folded his arms together and raised them to the upper left of his head. There was a dull sound with a hint of bones colliding.

Seeing that the blow didn't work, the whip leg that swept out was blocked back, and Kurosawa's expression did not change in the slightest. His straight right leg was still in the air, and the corners of his mouth were spilling into a wicked smile. The smile grew in my eyes, and then I saw his right leg, which seemed to be bouncing back as if it had been bounced back, arcing through the air. The moment he landed, his waist had been twisted nearly one hundred and fifty degrees, almost without giving people any respite gap, and he just used the strength of the rotation on his right leg to turn around quickly and kick out the second kick!

The wind pressure changed from the left side of his face to the right side of his face, and the time for Jiang Xijun to react was only a little more than a second, and this second whip leg came too quickly.

In a hurry, Jiang Xijun only had time to raise one arm, and the hard leg bone slammed into it. There seemed to be a crisp sound coming from the side, and Jiang Xijun only felt a sharp pain coming from his forearm. At the same time, Jiang Xijun, who was hit by this whip leg that had not weakened in the slightest bit compared to the previous kick, and couldn't stop his figure, took a few steps back to the side.

However, Jiang Xijun, who also has tenacious nerves, was not in a trance by the pain, he remained awake, and when he stepped back to the second step, his left foot stepped back sharply. The toes kicked the ground hard, and the soft lawn was squeezed into an inclined plane in an instant. Jiang Xijun, who stepped on the tip of his toe on this inclined plane, suddenly shot at Kurosawa Weiyang, who had just withdrawn his legs, like an arrow off the string.

At this time, Kurosawa's hands were raised slightly, and the muscles of the upper limbs were relatively loose compared to the lower limbs, which also showed that Kurosawa still had no intention of punching, and perhaps a closer guess was that Kurosawa's upper limb attack was not a strong point. Jiang Xijun, who noticed this, did not hesitate and directly chose to close the distance. And, he did it successfully.

After kicking two whip legs in succession, Kurosawa Weiyang watched Jiang Xijun approach, still maintaining his cold face as always. When it came time for the real battle, he reverted to that cold and cruel character! (To be continued!)

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