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In less than three seconds, seven shots were fired in a row, such a speed may not be particularly remarkable, and many masters may be able to do it, but these seven shots, each shot is aimed at the vital parts of the human body, it is not so easy and simple, especially in such a temporary situation.

And what is even more terrifying is the opponent's knife technique.

Xiao Yi was sure that his sword skills could definitely enter the top three among the people he had encountered so far.

His knife technique is not gorgeous, not the kind of prosperous and gorgeous, sky-high knife technique, incomparably beautiful knife technique often seen in film and television martial arts dramas, on the contrary, it looks a little ugly, a little clumsy, just a simple chop, split...... But every knife he cuts out, every knife he cuts out, is very terrifying, very practical, every knife, goes straight to the vital point of the person, and whether it is cut or chop, the speed is very fast.

Marksmanship, with knife skills.

Xiao Yi's expression was slightly solemn, he was almost certain that if he hadn't broken through to the high level, he would probably really be planted today, at the very least, he would have to suffer a loss.

But there are no ifs in the world.

Looking at the oncoming sharp and terrifying bullets that were obviously specially made, as well as the sharp blades like lightning, Xiao Yi's hands slowly raised.

With Xiao Yi's hands raised, an invisible cyclone seemed to appear in front of him out of thin air.

Time seems to have suddenly stopped, and space seems to have been suddenly restrained.

All the sharp bullets that were originally rushing towards Xiao Yi's body with a whistling sound suddenly stopped.

That terrible blade. It suddenly seemed to be cut into a thick swamp, and it became extremely difficult. In the end, it was completely stuck there, and I couldn't pull it out. I can't cut in, I can't move at all.

The calloused hand of the old wolf tightly grasped the handle of the sharp short knife, urging the internal strength in his body to slash down, but no matter how he slashed, the knife seemed to be stuck. I can't move at all.

What's going on?

This knife, but he deliberately went to Switzerland to find a tuas specially made, spent hundreds of thousands of dollars expensively, using a very special rare metal and the military's precious steel, whether it is sharp, or its hardness and the strength of the blade, it is absolutely rare in the world.

The legendary god horse sharpens iron like clay and blows his hair. For it, it can be said to be a piece of cake.

With such a sharp short knife, held in his hand, slashing people should be like chopping a piece of tofu. It should even be so fast that it can't even touch the blade of the knife, why is it so difficult to cut people now?

His gaze. With a hint of doubt and incomprehension, he raised his head and looked ahead. The shape.

This...... How can it be!

When his gaze fell on the figure in front of him. The moment he saw the situation in front of him clearly, the old wolf's heart could no longer be controlled, and it rolled like a stormy wave.

In the face of his strongest attack, the young man in front of him was just lifting his hands in front of him!

And his face actually looked extremely calm, extremely relaxed, it seemed that his terrifying attack that had ended the condensation of middle-level masters, to him, was just a pediatric!

No way!

It seemed to be suddenly stimulated, and it seemed to be to verify that the qiē in front of him was impossible, just a momentary hallucination, and the old wolf went crazy again, and he fiercely urged his sharp short knife to slash forward.

After finding that he couldn't cut it, he pulled the knife out vigorously, ready to pull it out and cut it again, at a different angle.

But it's a pity that his knife, stuck there, seems to be frozen, not only can't cut down, even if he pulls out, he can't pull it out, no matter how hard he tries, even, even the force of milk is used, his face and neck are red because of excessive force, but the blade is still not moving.

Xiao Yi's eyes looked at the struggling killer in front of him, as if looking at an insect that had been tied to a fly and was struggling helplessly, and a faint ridicule appeared at the corner of his mouth.

In the face of absolute strength, all struggles are in vain!

What's going on here?

After a round of frantic struggle, the old wolf's head was raised again, and his eyes looked at Xiao Yi in front, when his gaze fell on Xiao Yi's delicate face, and saw his face, which was light and breezy, like a cat playing with a mouse-like expression, his expression was completely blindfolded.

How is this possible?

His strength is condensed at the middle level, even if the young man in front of him is also at the middle level of the condensation stage, it is absolutely impossible to face his offensive so easily!

"Bang Bang!"

Xiao Yi didn't accompany this killer, he played for too long, like this kind of game like bullying a child, he didn't have time or mood to play with him, after seeing all his strength and making sure that he didn't have any other stronger and more special means, his hands also moved.

His movements were still not big, and his two hands only trembled slightly.

However, with his action, the bullets in front of him suddenly seemed to lose their support and began to fall like soybeans thrown there.

Falling down together, there was also the short knife that the old wolf spent a huge amount of money to build, and was regarded by him as the root of life.

The old wolf's hands clenched the hilt, but it was not able to stop the fall of the short knife.

At the moment of falling to the ground, with the crisp 'clang', the handle, which is the world's top short knife in terms of hardness and sustenance, was also completely scrapped, and the original sharp blade was rolled over and turned into a ball of scrap iron.

This knife is not an exaggeration to say that it is the brainchild of the old wolf.

Over the years, he has been fighting in the north and south, harvesting countless lives for him, and saving his life countless times when he was most in danger.

And now, it is so wasted, in front of him, it is a mass of scrap metal.

The old wolf's gaze stared blankly at the short knife that had turned into a ball of scrap metal on the ground, and the bullets scattered all over the place, and in his mind, he only felt a buzz, and it completely turned into chaos, and the part of his heart seemed to be stabbed fiercely.

But Xiao Yi didn't give him too much time to slowly experience the pain of losing his love knife.

After discarding the bullets and the short knife, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and his left hand slowly raised and moved again.

"Uh......"

Almost as soon as Xiao Yi's left hand trembled, the old wolf felt a surging force like the sea, surging towards him, directly burying his entire body, making him feel as if he was about to suffocate in an instant.

His face turned red in an instant, and his eyes widened so wide that his eyeballs almost bulged out.

He tried to struggle, he wanted to catch his breath, but ...... That power is too strong, in front of that force, all the strength in his body, the combined strength of the struggle, is like a weak grass in the sea, there is no way to resist at all.

Am I really going to die?

In less than a minute, the old wolf had already felt the loss of life breath in his body.

In his mind, a short but barely brilliant life, at least, in the killer world, a glorious life, flashed through the scenes, flashed the faces with the deepest memories that he had killed in his killer career over the years......

Even if you die now, this life is worth it, at least, you have earned so many lives in front of you......

The old wolf's mind was a little gloomy thinking.

Before dying, he didn't want to die unwillingly, he wanted to die more peacefully, he had seen too much death, he felt that the kind of unwilling to die with the eyes of a dead fish was the ugliest, he didn't want to die so ugly......

It's just that......

That peaceful thought, which had just flashed in his mind, was replaced by an even stronger unwillingness.

How could this be the case this time?

How could he have been planted in the hands of such a young man?

How could this young man be so powerful? How could he be so powerful?

One by one, unwilling thoughts surged again.

"Finally, I'll give you a chance to tell me who asked you to come, who instructed you, and what you know about the organization behind the scenes."

Xiao Yi's gaze stared coldly at the killer in front of him, who was already on the verge of suffocation, and stopped his movements again.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Almost as soon as Xiao Yi stopped moving, the old wolf suddenly felt that the suffocating pressure was all gone, and his whole body suddenly relaxed, and the whole person fell directly to the ground as if he was prostration, but he didn't care about it anymore, just like an asthma patient, he was frantically breathing air and supplementing himself with oxygen.

Because he was breathing too fast and too haste, he choked and had to start coughing violently.

"My patience is limited."

Xiao Yi's gaze looked at the hungry breathing killer in front of him, and his eyebrows frowned slightly, this killer, the style doesn't seem to be like the two killers before?

But immediately, his eyes became cold, and the terrifying aura on his body began to emanate again. (To be continued)