"Not good!"

The mountain leopard realized that something was wrong and wanted to pull back, but it was too late, his chest was cold, and the sharp dagger pierced through his chest, piercing straight into the heart, and fixed the mountain leopard on the spot.

"Ahem!" Mu Hongju was thirsty for blood again, blood was sprinkled all over his clothes, blood flowed all over the ground, he let go of the dagger, the body of the mountain leopard fell backwards, and fell on the cold ground, his eyes were wide open until he died, he couldn't understand why he died first when he was obviously victorious.

Mu Hongju stood on the spot covered in blood and did not fall, sneering and looking at the other side, whether it was a bandit or a hostage, he was stunned, what kind of person is this, it is clearly the god of war.

After a stalemate for a moment, Jiang Chuan smiled helplessly: "Okay, this one is also a lucky victory for you!" Although he lost two games, after all, his real powerhouse has not come out, and he still doesn't care too much.

The hostages understood that Mu Hongju had won them a chance to live with his blood, and whether it was a fluke or not, the final victory belonged to them.

"Whew!" Mu Hong ran out of oil and dried up, and fell back with a smile on his face, his injuries were too serious, his bones were kicked and broken, and his chest cavity was penetrated, and it was a miracle that he could hold on until now.

"Hongju!" Several policemen rushed over to hold him up, and Mu Hongju turned his head to look at Yun Yihang with difficulty, "Yun ...... Captain Cloud, I'm ...... I tried my best! ”

After Mu Hongju finished speaking, his eyes slowly closed, with a smile on his face.

Although Mu Hongju let go of the key point at the critical moment and killed the mountain leopard by self-harm, his injuries were very serious and it was difficult to live.

The policemen looked at their dead comrades, their blood poured into their pupils, and their blood was surging, but they did not shed tears. Mu Hongju did not deserve the police badge on his head, he died a glorious death, and he made his own choice, since he chose the great and glorious profession of the police, in order to protect the people of China. They died to protect their fellow villagers, and they had no regrets.

Jiang Chuan frowned, he didn't expect Mu Hongju to die too, he knew that he would die so soon, and he would announce the result later, so at least it would be a draw, even so, he still didn't care, because in his opinion, the remaining few games would be won.

Mu Hongju used his death to win a rare victory for the police, and some of the hostages burst into tears. Some of them had blank expressions, already frightened by the bloody scene just now.

"Brother Chuan, I'll come in the third game!" A mid-Ming level martial artist slowly paced to the field, this person was thin and strong, with ten long fingers, a face like a scorpion, and a steel hoop on his right hand, on which were raised steel needles, and the nails on his hands were inches long. It looks far less majestic than the dead mountain leopard, but the cold aura on his body is ten times better than that of the mountain leopard, and the steel needle in his hand is even more terrifying. A cold-blooded warrior who loves to kill is undoubtedly the most terrifying,

Jiang Chuan said slowly, "Scorpion." Be careful! ”

"It's okay!" The scorpion looked coldly at the policeman opposite, with his meaning, he could completely beat the remaining few games, as an ancient martial arts cultivator. He also has that strength.

Several criminal policemen were about to step forward, but they were stopped by Yun Yihang's deputy, He Feng, who sensed the danger of the other party. Not counting this one and two games, you must win this game, once you win, it will be three wins, and there is no need to compare, even if you can't win, at least you have to hit the opponent hard to create opportunities for Yun Yihang, rather than letting your colleagues die, it's better to come by yourself. He has partnered with Yun Yihang for many years, and he knows that she thinks the same as himself without words.

Yun Yihang patted He Feng's shoulder and didn't speak, they have been partners together for many years, and they have solved countless major cases, so there is no need to say more.

He Feng also took out the police dagger and held it in his hand, and strode to the opposite side of the scorpion.

"You go to die!" The scorpion's cold eyes swept over He Feng's face, and he said lightly, although his language was plain, he was full of strong confidence.

"It's you who died!" He Feng stood majestically and looked at the other party, slowly clenched the dagger, and a powerful battle intent burst out.

"Huh, huh? Let's do it! The scorpion's tone was still flat, and his cold eyes didn't take He Feng in his eyes at all.

The death of his comrade-in-arms made He Feng's chest surge with blood, his left hand shook the opposite door, and the dagger in his right hand swept away, taking the lead in making a move, wanting to avenge his dead brother.

"Dang!" The steel hoop in the scorpion's hand blocked the dagger, and his left hand suddenly reached out and grabbed He Feng's chest, the other party was too fast, in the face of a martial artist, He Feng could only dodge backwards by instinct, the scorpion's sharp nails swept past his chest, bringing up a large piece of flesh and blood, blood was sprinkled in the air, and the white bones of Sen were exposed on his chest, He Feng's painful cold sweat came down at that time, and he stumbled, almost didn't fall, and the iron-blooded criminal police gritted his teeth and forcibly stabilized his body.

Suffering a heavy blow in one move, He Feng immediately understood that he had no chance of winning in front of a martial artist, he slowly clenched the dagger again, his wife's entrustment, the child's smile, the parents' expectations, and the resolute faces of his comrades when they were dying flashed in his mind one by one, and he had already held the heart of death.

The scorpion blew the blood on his hand, letting the blood splash and the smile on his face became even more cruel. He Feng's chest was blurred with blood, and his police uniform was dyed red, he knew that he didn't have many opportunities, so he could only use static braking to try to kill his opponent to the maximum extent and create opportunities for his teammates.

The scorpion suddenly bullied, and his thin right hand grabbed directly at He Feng's throat like an eagle's claw, which was a powerful self-confidence, and regarded the other party as nothing.

The eagle claw was in front of him in an instant, He Feng had no choice, waved the dagger and slashed at the opponent's wrist, the scorpion suddenly turned his hand upside down, smashed it on the dagger, and his fingers slid forward, but instead buckled He Feng's wrist, held his meridians, and the sharp nails pierced deep into the flesh like a steel hook, and immediately restrained He Feng.

Looking at He Feng's painful expression, the scorpion's face was hideous, what he wanted was this effect, to show that he was strong at the same time, to torture the other party mercilessly, humiliate Binhai, and even the entire Huaxia police.

He Feng was restrained, the upper artery on his wrist was cut by the other party, green tendons appeared on his head, cold sweat was dripping, and blood flowed on his wrist for a long time, and bright red blood dripped on the cold ground, mixed with the blood of his comrades.

The scorpion grinned strangely, and his cold eyes swept over the faces of every policeman, cold and arrogant, disdainful, and arrogant.

The criminal policemen were extremely sad in their hearts, they knew that at this time, only by begging for mercy and admitting defeat could they have a chance to save He Feng's life, but they would not do this, for a hot-blooded man in the police circle, begging for mercy is better than killing him, even if he barely survives, it is better to die in battle.

Yun Yihang clenched his silver teeth, and secretly prayed for his comrades in his heart: "He Feng, you must get through, I believe in you, we have to fight side by side." ”

Seeing that no one begged for mercy for He Feng, the scorpion turned to He Feng and sneered: "Captain He, if you beg me for mercy now, or admit defeat, I will spare your life, how about it?" ”

"Dreaming!" Beads of sweat the size of beans flowed from He Feng's forehead, his hands and chest were covered with blood, and his face became more and more pale because of the blood loss, but he still said slowly and resolutely.

"Hehe, since you refuse to beg for mercy, I will torture you little by little until you beg for mercy!" The scorpion used force in his hand, and suddenly He Feng's hand was bleeding, and the other hand was even more arrogant to He Feng's face, and his sharp nails could be pierced into the flesh.

He Feng's face was deformed in pain, and it was difficult for his right hand to grasp the dagger anymore, his fingers were released, and the dagger slowly slipped down.

Seeing this, the scorpion sneered again and again, "If you can't hold the weapon, you will definitely die!" ”

He Feng was silent, and the dagger in his hand finally fell off his fingers and fell to the ground.

"Haha, are the coastal police all bears? That's all there is ...... combat power."

His voice stopped abruptly and was replaced by an angry roar: "Dog thief, you actually attacked me!" ”

The moment the dagger landed, He Feng endured the pain, and kicked at the low end of the dagger handle with all his strength, this is a nirvana he has practiced for many years, and he usually performs for his colleagues, and his colleagues just laughed and passed by, thinking that this kind of move is not useful for a policeman at all, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this moment.

The police dagger drew a cold light, and flew up diagonally, the scorpion was only proud, how could he have thought that the dagger that fell to the ground actually came to his lower abdomen, and when he found that it was too late.

In a hurry, the scorpion instinctively retreated, let go of his right hand, and the ten fingers of his left hand slashed through He Feng's throat like a hook.

The dagger sank into the scorpion's lower abdomen, He Feng covered the blood-spurting neck with one hand, flew up and put a foot on the low end of the dagger handle again, the dagger was gone, and the scorpion was kicked out and fell on the rooftop.

Blood spurted wildly from He Feng's neck, and at the same time, he fell backwards and fell to the ground. The monkey held the dagger unwillingly, although he wanted to stand up to show that he hadn't lost, but he couldn't stand up at all, especially Zuihou's kick on the dagger almost pierced him, the injury was too serious, he barely struggled a few times, and was carried into the helicopter by the bandits.

Seeing this situation, although Jiang Chuan regretted it, he was helpless, after all, no one on either side could stand up and continue to fight, so he had to cough dryly and say twice: "This one is a draw!" ”

Several policemen rushed over to help He Feng cover his neck, although He Feng was almost unconscious, but the instinct for survival made him still hold his neck tightly and not let go.

"He Feng, hold on, you can't let go!" Yun Yihang called out loudly, once He Feng let go, the blood vessels burst, and the immortals couldn't save him.

"Get to the hospital!" Yun Yihang wanted two criminal policemen to send He Feng away for rescue, but was stopped by Jiang Chuan: "No one can leave until the winner is decided, the game continues!" ”

"Jiang Chuan, you have no humanity!" Yun Yihang roared.

Jiang Chuan sneered: "I don't have humanity? Our people are lying in the plane and not sent to the hospital, there is a battle and there is death, why bother so much, since you have made a gambling contract, you should abide by the agreement, this is my guideline, not to mention that Officer He's situation is already certain to die, even if he is sent to the hospital, he will not live, why do you bother to do this? ”

"You're a devil!" Yun Yihang roared angrily, but he was helpless, after all, what the other party said was the truth, He Feng's throat was cut, and he would die if he was not sent to the hospital, and at this time he had fallen into a state of confusion, but the instinct to survive made him still cover his wounds. (To be continued......)