The Japanese expert didn't linger too long, stood up from the wizard's side and walked straight to the bookcase. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The info scrivener squinted and pretended to be asleep, waiting for the fatal blow.

The eyes of Japanese experts are as deep as a bottomless pit, and it is the first time that the scrivener has seen such a deep look, as if it contains many, many things inside, and outsiders will never be able to see through it. The complexion is not as pale as it used to be, and the rapid change makes it feel like it was all pretending before. The guy walked lightly and agilely, and came to the scrivener without a word.

The scrivener was secretly surprised, this kid in front of him was definitely a difficult guy. He couldn't help but think about it, because the other party's stone had already arrived. A rock-headed stone slammed into the forehead of the scrivener with the sound of the wind. The latter did not dare to hesitate, tilted his head to the side, and at the same time kicked the opponent in the chest with his right foot.

The Japanese expert was careless, and the blow that seemed foolproof to him was smashed into the air, and at the same time he received a heavy blow to the chest. There was no room to dodge when he was so close, and the blow was too sudden for him to be unprepared.

The Japanese expert was kicked into the air, his body flew backwards and fell heavily for several meters. This guy was originally on his back to the ground, and the moment he landed, he leaned forward and landed with his feet firmly on the ground. This guy's facial features are hideous, his eyes are full of surprise and unwillingness, a mouthful of blood sprays on the ground, and his face is pale.

The scrivener jumped up and bullied himself, and he naturally wouldn't be soft when he encountered a strong opponent. Walking like a fly, he punched his opponent in front of the door.

The Japanese expert did not dodge and similarly swung his fist to meet it.

Fist-to-fist impact. This kind of battle is the first time I have encountered the scrivener, and if you don't get it right, you will lose both, but you can't dodge, and it's more dangerous to hide, so you can only come hard.

With a muffled sound, the two heavy punches came together, and the scrivener felt like the bones of his hand were about to break, and the pain went deep into the bone marrow. The Japanese were no better, losing sensation in their entire arm, as if they had disappeared from their bodies. He didn't want to choose to resist hard, but there was no way, the sneak attack he suffered just now was too serious, and all his internal organs had to explode, and it was difficult to move his body quickly in a short time, so he could only resist hard.

The scrivener looks grim, this guy is a big enemy!

The Japanese expert's eyes were cold, and his eyes revealed a heavy murderous intent. The whole person suddenly jumped high and rushed towards the scrivener like an arrow. He was so badly wounded that his body was overdrawn, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth. However, it did not affect the offensive at all, and the whole person pounced like a tiger.

The scrivener is secretly frightened, this guy is going against the sky! The kick he sneaked up with 200 percent of his strength, thinking that he could kick the opponent to death, but with the hard leather boots on his feet and the strength to kick a dead cow, no one could live. But it turned out that he was wrong, and the Japanese experts not only did not die, but also were able to resist him hard, and even launched a thunder offensive. Is this still human! In that case, it's better to do it hard again!

The scrivener box did not dodge or dodge, and his body also jumped high and pounced on the other party. This time the impact was even harder than the last. The two were almost headbutting head to shoulder. The scrivener felt like it was about to shatter, my head was buzzing and I was almost unconscious, and my shoulder blades and ribs hurt to the bone marrow. He frowned involuntarily and couldn't help but snort.

The Japanese are no better, their facial features are almost misaligned, and the muscles on their faces are jumping abruptly. Another mouthful of blood spurted out, almost onto the face of the scrivener.

The two never separated after slamming into each other. The scrivener wraps its two legs around the opponent's thighs, and its hands are stuck around the opponent's neck, while the upper body presses one of the opponent's arms, not giving the opponent any respite.

The Japanese face was red and purple, and their prominent eyes were full of resentment, and they hated to tear the scrivener to pieces. The fist slammed into the scrivener's face. His left arm was suppressed, and only one fist could move. However, the fist was surprisingly strong, and the punch almost broke the bridge of the nose of the scrivener, and blood flowed down the nostrils. However, he didn't let go, and stuck the other party's throat. The Japanese were so angry that they smashed their fists on the face of the scrivener one after another. The muscles of his cheeks were cracked, and half of his face was stained red with blood.

The scrivener gritted his teeth and held on, and the hand that grabbed the other party's neck became more ferocious. The Japanese face is very purple, the eyes are protruding, and the mouth is wide open, but there is not a trace of oxygen. He swung his fist and slammed into the eyes of the scrivener, which was the most vulnerable part. Punch after punch, the corner of the left eye of the scrivener box was cracked, and the darkness in front of his eyes almost fainted.

The Japanese seemed to see the hope of life, and continued to smash with the last of their strength. The scrivener scolded his grandmother and tried hard, hating to cut the other party's throat......

Finally, the Japanese counterattack became weaker and weaker, and the fists could no longer be swung, and large blood foamed from the corners of their mouths. The scrivener finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally killed the other party! He didn't dare to be careless, and his hands were still pinched. Until the eyes of the Japanese were completely dimmed, the pupils were no longer visible, and only the bloodshot lens remained.

The scrivener turned over and lay down, letting the blood from the corners of his mouth and eyes trickle down, and he didn't even have the strength to reach out and wipe it. This Japanese expert is outrageously powerful, he looks like Wen Zou Zou, and he looks like a lion when he plays with his life. The scrivener secretly rejoiced, fortunately he succeeded in the sneak attack and left a fatal wound on the other party, otherwise he might not have died in the end.

The scrivener closed his eyes and rested for a while, and the platelets in the blood accumulated at the wound, and the bleeding gradually stopped. When he got up again, the wound on his face had stopped bleeding. The left side of the face was blue and swollen and completely deformed, especially the left eye, which was squeezed by the swollen eyelids until there was only a slit. He crouched down in front of the wizard, trying his breath and heartbeat, and he was still there, but he hadn't woken up yet, and there was a bloody stain on his forehead.

The scrivener opened the backpack, took out some anti-inflammatory medicines, and rubbed it on himself and the wizard. In this process, the wizard woke up, and faced the scrivener for a while, and this was the second time that the other party saved him.

The first thing the wizard did when he woke up was to study the Japanese experts, rummaging around the corpse inside and out, up and down, and finally found a small package in his underwear. The scrivener also leaned over, curious about what was inside.

The wrapping is made of a special tarpaulin, which is impermeable to water and very soft. The bread was filled with strange flowers. The scrivener box is no stranger, Japanese experts have been guarding the flowers for a long time, and the flood is finally picking.

The scrivener is curious, and the Japanese go to great lengths just for it? What is the fame of flowers, he used to watch them from a distance, and the blue petals are extremely bewitching, which is shocking. Seeing it from such a close distance, the shock is even stronger, and it makes the soul seem to be attracted by the fragrance of flowers. He didn't dare to look any further, and turned his gaze to the wizard.