Because the distance between the two sides is too close, the Japanese woman is full of confidence, and the back road has been blocked, and no matter how the other party dodges, it is impossible to avoid this fatal blow. The arc drawn by the narrow knife www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion floats long, and no matter whether it dodges left or right, it can't get rid of the cover of the blade.

A subtle smile appeared on the face of a Japanese woman, she loved to kill and loved the blood of her enemies......

Seeing the blade attacking, the scrivener's body suddenly twisted with an incredible amplitude, instantly shrinking into a ball of meat. Roll from the crack behind the Japanese woman. The body stretched out violently, and the two hands grasped the waist of the enemy. Japanese women have thin waists and are easy to hold with both hands. The old generation lifted the opponent with both arms and slammed it out.

The Japanese woman looked horrified, nothing had made her so flustered in all these years. The scrivener's movements are too evil and beyond her knowledge of the human body. Can a man twist into a ball of flesh? She couldn't believe it until now. When the hand of the contemporary bookcase held her waist, the Japanese woman knew that the situation was not good, she was a killer, and knew what the consequences would be if she was held by the enemy in this way. The blade quickly retracted, and his arms were thrown back, trying to force the scrivener back with the narrow knife.

The scrivener box has long been in his chest, and he has been preparing for this blow for a long time. Before the narrow knife struck, he slammed his arms out. The petite body of the Japanese woman was not heavy, and it flew out sideways under the huge force of the scrivener.

Boom, the body slammed into a large tree. This time it was very heavy, the narrow knife came out of his hand, and the bones on his body were broken in many places.

The scrivener quickly followed, jumped in two jumps in front of the other party, and reached out a hand to lift the Japanese woman from the ground. At this time, the Japanese woman's face was covered with blood, the corners of her mouth and nostrils were dripping out, and her facial features were almost displaced.

The scrivener returned to the center of the battlefield with the Japanese woman in his hand. The tide of battle is changing so fast that people don't understand what's going on, and the scrivener has captured the opponent alive.

"Yaga!" The Japanese killer in the tree could no longer be calm, the narrow knife in his hand was trembling, and his eyes were fixed on the scrivener. Just now, his own people still had the advantage, why did he suddenly become a prisoner? He couldn't figure it out anyway. This guy has been through a hundred battles in the end, and he has not been disturbed by the sudden change in the battle situation, and he quickly regained his calm after a moment of shock. The narrow knife fell on the rope that hung Jiang Hu, and the rope would break as long as it was a little harder......

The scrivener shook the captive in his hand, reminding the other party not to mess around, and that he also had hostages in his hands. With the hostages in hand, the scrivener box suddenly had the confidence and the conditions for equal dialogue with the other party.

The Japanese killer in the tree had a calm face, his narrow knife still on the rope, and he had no intention of negotiating with the scrivener.

"Don't ...... Mind me......" A faint voice sounded, it was Jiang Hu.

The scrivener glanced at Jiang Hu, opened his mouth to say something, but his lips moved and he didn't say it. Saying anything seems so powerless. He couldn't help but squeeze the Japanese woman in his hand, putting pressure on his opponent, hoping to force him to exchange.

The Japanese killer remained unmoved, as if the scrivener caught him was not his companion and had nothing to do with him.

"Hold on, I'll save you!" Gao Li roared violently, he didn't have the calmness of the scrivener. Jiang Hu was born and died with him for more than ten years, and the friendship between him is unimaginable to outsiders. The nicknames of the six Arhats are not just words, they have experienced too many lives and deaths together, and I don't know how many times the life for life has happened, but fortunately they are all still alive, and the friendship accumulated in the battle is far more comparable.

Gao Li and Li Keji are still teaming up to fight the enemy, the situation is slowly improving, Li Keji somewhere to get a thick dead branch, resisting the attack of the narrow knife has an obvious effect. Not only can it resist blades, but it can even occasionally launch attacks, causing some trouble for the Japanese killers.

In this way, the pressure on Gao Li was greatly reduced, and eighty percent of the attack power of the Japanese killer was used on him, trying to break each one. Gao Li has been in danger under the attack of the blade, and he has been in danger several times, and he has tried his best to escape death. Now it's okay, the wooden stick in Li Keji's hand resisted more than sixty percent of the opponent's attack power, giving him a chance to breathe, so he shouted at Jiang Hu to let him hold on.

Polgar saw that the scrivener box turned defeat into victory, and even captured his opponent alive. With an incredible look on his face, this Chinese soldier was too mysterious, and he turned the tide of the battle in the blink of an eye, how did he do it? The scrivener was in a relatively hidden position, Polgar didn't see it, and when she saw Lao Dai again, the Japanese female killer had been carried by him.

Polgar was completely convinced, and only a scrivener could suddenly turn the situation around in such a crisis. As a captain in the American Empire, Polgar was extremely arrogant in her bones, and few foreign soldiers could get into her eyes, let alone Chinese soldiers. But now, her concept has been completely turned upside down, and the combat effectiveness of Chinese soldiers is unimaginably high, and it is necessary to look up to it. She weighed the gun in her hand, whether she wanted to open fire, and it was best to exchange hostages, but looking at the attitude of the other party, there was no meaning in this regard. Only shots can be fired at critical moments. However, the distance between the two sides was somewhat far, a hundred meters, which was beyond the effective range of the pistol.

Once the firing distance exceeds the effective range, the interference factors of the warhead in flight will increase, and gravity, wind, and power will affect the shooting accuracy. Once there is a shooting deviation, the consequences are not something Polgar can bear, so she has not been able to make up her mind.

"Don't ...... Whatever I ......" Jiang Hu roared again, his voice was much louder than the last time, and he exerted all the strength of his body, and after this roar, the whole person lost his strength, and even his breathing became extremely weak. He had lost so much blood that he had been bleeding from his wounds since he was injured. The man hung in mid-air, a large pool of blood dripping from the ground, staining the low grass and damp dirt red.

"Jiang Hu, hold on, I'm coming!" Gao Li roared violently and rushed towards Jiang Hu recklessly.

The Japanese killer threw Li Keji away and blocked Gao Li's way.

Gao Li's eyes were blood-red, "Milk. Milk. Little devil, I'm fighting with you! "He's crazy and attacking his opponent. Helplessly, there were no weapons, and every attack was easily defused by Japanese killers with narrow knives. Due to the eagerness to win, the shoulder was swept by the blade, and the blood flowed.

"Leave me alone......," Jiang Hu roared again.

Gao Li ignored it and continued to rush desperately in the direction of Jiang Hu.

The scrivener glared angrily at the Japanese killer, he carried the Japanese woman in one hand, pulled out the scimitar at his waist with the other hand, and slashed the Japanese woman's calf with a wave of his hand. He is showing an attitude that he also has hostages in his hands, reminding the other party not to mess around. He didn't believe that the two Japanese killers really turned a blind eye to this woman, and the more indifferent they became, the more suspicious they became.