Xu Qing stood in place with his hands expressionless, squinting at the approaching two, the corners of his mouth lifted up slightly, and secretly said in his heart, these two guys are too weak, but if they win too easily, they will show their feet, and it is not good to solve the battle too quickly...... Thinking of this, he pulled out the Hongming knife from his waist with his backhand, if he wants to make a scene, he will do a full set, and the weapon like the exclusive symbol of the Longyuan Sword is not necessary.

Seeing that the other party pulled out a short knife with cold light, Mu Jia's eyes suddenly shrank, stretched out his hand to stop Barry, and said in a deep voice: "Take the goods, let me come!" With that, he slapped the bag in his hand on Barry's chest, lunged forward, and slashed at the mysterious man's right shoulder.

The speed of this knife is not fast, when the blade of the knife is swung to Xu Qing's shoulder, it pauses, the blade of the knife turns from an oblique split to a vertical beat, a touch of rising morning light is reflected on the blade, the jagged Mohammed pattern reflects a dazzling brilliance, Mu Jia's eyes closed, and the dazzling light ribbon in his hand swept out towards the mysterious person.

Muga is a knife hand, in addition to having a set of ways to use knives, he also loves to collect all kinds of strange knives, this Damascus scimitar is a treasure he spent a lot of money to collect, the most wonderful thing about this knife is not because of its sharpness, but the Mohammed pattern on the blade can instantly store sunlight and refract them, as long as the opponent does not close his eyes, he will be dazzled, so that he will be slashed by a knife.

Laugh at! A knife swept over, Mujia felt that this knife cut something with many years of experience, and opened his eyes with joy, the scene in front of him made him stunned, and standing opposite was Barry, who looked horrified, and the suitcase he raised in his hand just blocked the knife just now, and the white lump fell to the ground from the cut opening, and he also held the fiber bag containing the goods in his other hand.

A short knife with a cold light was on Barry's shoulder, the blade was only less than a grain of rice away from the skin on his neck, and he could easily cut his neck with just a slight deviation, Xu Qing held the knife in one hand and the elbow of the foreign spear in one hand, if it wasn't for his quick reaction, he was afraid that this foreign devil would have been seriously injured.

Barry looked at Mujia on the other side with a shocked expression, his mind was in chaos, just now he was also dazzled by the damn scimitar, and then he felt his body being pulled by a huge force, his arm was lifted up, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already like this, he still didn't understand how the knife was on his neck, but he could clearly feel a chill.

Xu Qing smiled coldly and said: "If you know each other, put down the knife, and Lao Tzu will not die if you ask for money." The tone was like a ruthless man on the road, and with a movement of the wrist holding the knife, he broke through a layer of oily skin on Barry's neck, and blood beads seeped out through the skin.

Mu Jia's face was cold, and as soon as the scimitar in his hand was raised, the tip of the knife pointed at Xu Qing's door, and said in a cold voice: "Dream, if you have a kind of you, you will kill him." "It's a piece of cake to see blood on the road, and there are very few people who really dare to use a knife to take their lives, and he just eats this.

Xu Qing smiled indifferently, and suddenly turned back to the direction of the Land Rover and shouted: "Come out, let this fast knife hand who is coaxed by the bull see the guy." ”

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man with an obscene face walked out from behind the car, holding a large-caliber sand eagle in his hand and aimed at Mujia's eyebrows, the flat scimitar in his hand trembled, and fell down weakly, facing the muzzle of the black hole, the fool knew that no matter how fast the knife was, it could not be faster than the bullet.