For a semi-ranged and semi-melee character like him, the distance between them is now absolutely advantageous to him.

If you have a murderous intent, you must do your best. The two bricks flew out together and pounced on the child's head, whose tall, pointed nose was his target.

The point of light on the nose under the street lamp seems to be the smallest red circle of the bull's-eye, and I have become accustomed to this style of play after a long time of cultivation.

The moment the bricks flew out, he was ready for a second attack.

The child will definitely dodge, or take measures such as blocking, as long as his prediction is correct, then the next attack will find the direction, and the child will be doomed.

Waiting to save someone, how can I have time to entangle with him! I thought about it hastily, but I got it to the way it is.

Sure enough, the child made a squatting posture early with the intention of squatting, Lin Yang was overjoyed, believing that his prediction was completely correct, and another brick flew out.

The time for the three bricks to fly out before and after is not half a second, and the measurement is not fine, almost at the same time.

Syllable!

Lin Yang closed his eyes excitedly, he had never seen the consequences of the bricks he threw with all his strength hitting people.

I can't bear to look at it, I guess the child's knee is broken! Are you already on your knees begging for mercy?

This good mood lasted until he opened his eyes.

As soon as his eyes opened, a black thing fell in front of him, and he broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly jumped back.

It wasn't until the butt hit the pile of bricks against the wall behind him that I could see the situation in front of me.

The child's dagger was wearing a brick, and it was the same dagger that had been smashed at him.

Lin Yang was stunned for a moment, the reality was beyond his imagination, how could this be?

I always thought that he was unique, if this was ancient times, he should also be regarded as a hero with peerless martial arts, right?

However, this hero with peerless martial arts can't even subdue a child, isn't it ridiculous, wouldn't he lose face!

Lin Yang was annoyed and ashamed, grabbed the brick behind him, and smashed it at him desperately.

One, two, the child quickly dodged.

Lin Yang wanted to grab the bricks again, but the child rushed up at the speed of a hungry tiger, and the bricks on the dagger had already been shaken off by him.

The cold light flashed, and the dagger stabbed him in the chest, Lin Yang grabbed it in a panic, but fortunately grabbed his wrist.

The tip of the knife was attached to the clothes on his chest, and he twisted the child's wrist desperately, and the child desperately tried to stab it in.

When the argument was over, the machete in the child's other hand was swung down, and Lin Yang's right arm was against his arm with his elbow, and then he hit the child's nose headlong.

Click!

Finally succeeded, hot blood flowed down his forehead and into one of Lin Yang's eyes.

It was numb, Lin Yang had no choice but to close one eye, the child shook in pain, and Lin Yang immediately grabbed his other wrist.

Slammed his hand hard against the wall behind him.

While! While!

*, the sound of hitting the wall. It's like the shouting of a lone cart selling sesame oil in the mountains!

I don't know which ancestor invented this kind of clamour, why didn't he apply for intangible cultural heritage?

What a creative form of sales pitch!

Lin Yang's head flashed, yes, he still has a top-secret weapon.

However, the master once explained that he could not hurt people with this thing until his life was at stake.

The people who were injured by it are not dead and maimed, and even now he still has no murderous heart.

But he didn't want to die, he didn't want to die in such an unknown way, at this time, it was a matter of life and death, and he had been forced by the child to have no way out.

It seems that the child has to kill him, and he is forced to have no choice but to break the master's precepts.

In order to hurt people with a top-secret weapon, at least he must have one hand, and now both hands are restricting the child's two weapons, and the top-secret weapon is useless.

Lin Yang was arguing with the child while trying to figure out how to get rid of one of his hands?

The two of them twisted around, Lin Yang pressed the child to the ground with a strong advantage, and knocked the child's hand on the tiles on the ground.

After a few times, the child finally broke free, * let go. Lin Yang was overjoyed, and gave a punch in the child's face with his free hand, and Lin Yang's fist was very heavy.

After beating the child and giving up resistance for a short time, Lin Yang hurriedly put his hand into the needle bag in his arms and grabbed a few millineedles, which Aunt Wang lent him when the road was difficult. He had been carrying it with him and had not returned it.

At this time, the child lost the knife, grabbed the dagger with both hands and struggled to snatch it with Lin Yang, in a hurry, Lin Yang couldn't care about finding the acupuncture points on the child's head.

At once, he pricked all the needles in his hand on the back of the child's head, probably four or five.

At first, I wanted to use one, but I felt that if I missed, I would have no chance, so I wanted to use two, but he only pinched the thin needle, and he had already pinched four or five.

At this critical moment of fighting for his life, he took so much care that the needle suddenly didn't reach the needle handle, and even the needle handle was hidden in his short hair.

However, the child didn't react at all, and still grabbed the knife desperately, but Lin Yang hesitated, could it be that the master was lying to him?

As soon as he was distracted, the strength of the hand that grabbed the knife with the child was weak, and the child pushed hard with both hands, and the dagger plunged into his stomach.

Chilly, Lin Yang instantly understood, grabbed the child's hand, pushed hard, and pulled the knife out of his stomach.

The cold air immediately squeezed from the knife into his stomach, and the cold instantly swallowed the heat in his body.

The whole body stiffened, and it was as if I had been cramped all of a sudden. Weakness and difficulty breathing.

After the child was excited, his body began to tremble, and Lin Yang gently saw the whites of his eyes roll up, and then his whole body twitched.

He covered his stomach with his hands and sat up slightly. Watching the child twitch in front of him.

Oh, his top-secret weapon worked, the master didn't lie to him.

The child's convulsions became more and more severe, and Lin Yang began to worry, he had never used this thing to hurt people, and he didn't know what the result would be. It's just that he doesn't want the child to die, he doesn't want to be a murderer.

He's a named undercover agent now, and it's not his job to kill people for no reason. He can punish evil on behalf of the righteous side, but he cannot harm the lives of others for his own life.

Your mother is a bit tongue-twisting when she says this, and she still insists on doing it?

The pain on the knife wound was like belated love, and now it was only received by his head, and he got up from the ground in pain. I was just about to look down at the wound.

His eyes flickered, as if there was a man standing behind him, holding something to hit his head. He jerked his head back. The bearded little white face was standing obscenely behind him.

His courage was very small, and when he saw Lin Yang turn around, he was frightened, and he was busy hiding something behind him, with an uncomfortable smirk on his face.

Hehe! Hehe!

Retreat again and again.

Lin Yang glared at him, his image was enough to disgust Lin Yang, a little white face is a little white face, why do you want to have a beard? Disgusting beard.

Looking closely at what he was hiding behind him, it was the crowbar that picked up the tires, and seeing him, Lin Yang couldn't help but glance at the car mechanic lying on the ground.

It seemed that he didn't want to pretend to be dead, lying motionless on the ground, not having time to look more closely, slanting his beard, covering the wound with his hand and turning around to leave.

A shout came from behind him, "Stop! ”

Lin Yang turned around, and the girl's boyfriend in the pharmacy didn't know where to come from.

Seeing him covering his nose, Lin Yang glared, he really wanted to slap him to death with a brick, like a fly to death, these things were all done by him. Without him, there would be no such troubles.

Lin Yang raised his foot and hooked up half a brick from the ground, but he changed his mind when he held the brick in his hand. Look at him like a bear, hunched over, without the slightest fighting spirit.

He was like a fierce lion, completely dismissive of this kind of pettiness, blinking and deaf to his cries.

didn't expect Lin Yang's generosity, but he was mistaken by this guy, he thought that the seriously injured Lin Yang knew that he was invincible and wanted to run away. He seemed to see the green light of revenge.

His eyes glowed with two goblins, and he took his hand away from his blood-red nose and snatched the crowbar from his bearded hand.

raised his hand and raised his stick and was about to pounce on it, but Lin Yang's half of the brick didn't know when it flew in.

It landed right on his blood-red nose, maybe the bricks were relatively small, and there was not much impact, and his nose was already badly injured, and probably the nerves on it had been broken. I was hit hard by the bricks again, and I couldn't feel the pain anymore.

Lin Yang didn't look back at first, listening to the commotion behind him, he couldn't imagine that these guys who were beaten by him didn't go far. He left the scene, and they dared to crawl out one after another.

Then there was the sound of the car starting, and when I looked back, I saw the girl's boyfriend being dragged into the car by several limp men. Then the car roared away.

Only the child who was still twitching was left on the ground, Lin Yang looked at it from a distance for a while, and reached into his arms with one hand and touched the needle bag.

It looks like he's exhausted, and his needle is still in his head, and if he keeps going like this, he'll die.

In case of......

He folded it back with difficulty, and the child was already foaming at the mouth, and felt the handle of the needle on his head, and gently pulled it out. One by one, they wiped the children's clothes.

The light of the street lamp could not let him see if the needles had been wiped clean, and he opened the needle bag with his bloody hand and inserted the needles back. I put the needle bag in my underwear pocket, and my hands were sticky and got blood inside and out.

He simply wiped his hands with the child's clothes, and then carefully reached out to probe the child's breath. He pulled out the needle from his head, and although his breath had become weak, at least he had stopped sobbing.

Lin Yang stood up and wanted to leave, and looked back at the child lying on the side of the empty road, he was a little unbearable, even though they were enemies fighting with their lives just now, but now, in his eyes, the child was a weak person who was abandoned and had a desolate background.

He turned back again, picked up the child from the ground in pain, and dragged him to the broken glass window of the gold shop.

He climbed in first, kicked the broken glass on the ground, and carried the child inside. He also remembers that there was a sofa in the store where customers could rest.

He put the child on this couch, which seemed to be easy to behave, but it exhausted him. He worked on the couch for a moment before jumping out of the broken window.

Walking on the way back to the bar, I felt that the wound on his stomach was still bleeding, the temperature on his body was dropping little by little, the blood had already flowed into the crotch of his pants, his two inner thighs were sticky, as long as he stood in place for a short while, the two legs would immediately stick together.

The next time I took a step, it was as hard as plucking with a hair plucker, and the pain of the hair coming out of the skin was more painful than a knife on the stomach.

But he really couldn't walk continuously, so he could only walk for a while, holding on to the lamp pole on the side of the road and resting for a while.

When you see the neon lights at the bar tonight, you don't know whether to be happy or cry. The familiar neon-lit door was like a kind face that he longed for but could only see in his dreams.