In the face of a person with a certain hand-to-hand combat strength, at a short distance of four or five meters, even if the pistol is on the waist, it is no longer practical, from drawing the gun to aiming at the shot, it takes at least one and a half seconds, and, in the short fight just now, the gun in Lin Zifeng's hand has been thrown out by the killer Jiao, and now Lin Zifeng only has a dagger and a fist in his hand to fight with the killer Jiao,

In such a short fighting distance, the dagger and grappling can make the person who draws the gun fall to the ground in less than a second, so Lin Zifeng and the killer Jiao did not choose to draw the gun, and Lin Zifeng did not even dare to delay the time to pull out the second dagger.

Lin Zifeng and Killer Jiao got up at the same time, and after getting up, like two frogs jumping up and colliding with each other, they pounced together again, pinching each other's triceps and biceps, and arching their foreheads more vigorously.

"Hmm, hmm......" The muddy water kept rolling down from the hair and cheeks of the two, and the two hideous faces, baring their teeth and shrugging their noses fiercely, looked at each other viciously,

At this time, the two of them were simply two male lions on the corpse of the wildebeest, their throats tumbling in anger and roaring angrily to eat the meat of the beast, and neither of them would back down half a point.

Lin Zifeng deliberately clenched his teeth, and exaggerated it extraordinarily, and his tongue pressed hard to block the gap between the upper and lower teeth, so that the killer's fierce eyes were like two lightning bolts, and Lin Zifeng's gaze was fiercely and anxiously opposed.

Lin Zifeng saw that the time was ripe, and suddenly, he jerked his head back, "Heh, vomit." Aiming at his angry brass bell eyes, he squirted out muddy soup half in his throat,

This trick "sand shooting eyes" came out, and the opponent's eye sockets were covered with sediment particles, and he was forced to close it quickly by reflex, like a blind man, temporarily blind,

Looking at the time, Lin Zifeng's neck leaned back with a force, and his forehead resembled a big hammer, smashing the killer Jiao's left eye socket, "Dang, dang, dang" Three heavy blows in a row, the arch of the opponent's eyebrows suddenly cracked a long hole, and the scarlet blood slipped down the corners of his eyes, dripping and falling straight into the muddy water,

When he smashed the fourth time, although the other party was still fascinated by his eyes and couldn't see anything, the killer Jiao had already reacted quickly, Lin Zifeng only felt that the muscles on his two arms hurt as if the iron claws were embedded in the flesh, and the killer's leg that was scorched under the muddy water quietly contracted and lifted up again,

Lin Zifeng thought that this guy was going to kick his chin again, so he wanted to take the opportunity to hug his kicked thigh and make a move to "catch his legs and fall".

If it is changed to an ordinary ground, without the resistance of muddy water, Lin Zifeng can also kick the other leg he is standing on while holding one of the opponent's high whip legs, and if the opponent is stiff and does not fall, then use the continuous low whip leg to kick the opponent's ankle alive.

However, the killer Jiao also understands the flow of physical arts, so he did not repeat the old trick, there was a loud sound of muddy water, Lin Zifeng only felt that his whole body was actually hit by the opponent's backward "rabbit kicking eagle", and he kicked out of the water and overturned into the air, only to hear the whirring wind in his ears, and then "snapped" with a shock, and the whole back was immediately slapped straight into the muddy water.

This season's heavy fall almost turned Lin Zifeng's internal organs upside down, and the gastric juice rushed to his throat with bloodshots, and he suddenly felt a salty smell in his throat.

As soon as his body fell back into the muddy water, in the process of sinking, Lin Zifeng desperately moved his limbs, found his center of gravity and stood up quickly, the killer Jiao kicked Lin Zifeng backwards, and he himself did not enter the muddy water.

The two of them stood up from the mud soup almost at the same time, neither of them gave the other party a chance to draw a gun or dagger, and the killer Jiao at this time had already rubbed his eyes a few times with his hand and slightly recovered his sight,

But in the corner of his right eye, blood was still pouring down half of his cheek, however, this guy was not angry at all, and there was still calm and fierce accumulation in his slitted eyes.

So, for the second time, the two were like two frogs jumping into the air to collide, both grabbed each other's arms and scuffled together.

This time, the intensity of the physical confrontation seems to be twice as strong as just now, the so-called human urgency triples the strength, after all, he was smashed by Lin Zifeng in the eye, and Lin Zifeng also gave him a heavy fall, and the flames of the fight skyrocketed again in this muddy ditch.

If Haisha was also there at this time, it would be much easier to kill the fierce opponent in front of him, Lin Zifeng only needed to lock him hand and foot to foot, Haisha came over and stabbed him a few times, and the killer Jiao would be killed.

However, since Haisha has not come for a long time, it means that he has encountered more troublesome things, and it may be that the pursuit of the killer Jiao has gone too far, Lin Zifeng can no longer have other reveries, personal strength and strength are fundamental, and he must completely dispel the idea of waiting for help, rely on himself wholeheartedly, and fight with the killer Jiao to the death.

Lin Zifeng stood in the muddy water in a lunge, and his four arms had been pressed under the waists of the two of them, and the two of them were no longer like buffalo fighting, with their foreheads on their foreheads, but Lin Zifeng's right ear was against the killer's Jiao's left ear, tilting their heads to each other.

If you don't do this, or if one side is less powerful, your ears or neck will tear off a large piece of flesh in one bite, which is no exaggeration.

Therefore, Lin Zifeng wanted to desperately crappe the other party's head and not give him a chance to open his mouth to bite him, and the killer Jiao also thought so,

In a battle like this between a big-level killer and a killer, a physical flow and a physical flow, if you put on your gloves and go to the ring to fight with a good fighter, you will probably not win.

Because there are many restrictions in the rules of the game, for example, elbows are not scored, the opponent's eyeballs cannot be poked, and the opponent's lower body cannot be attacked, etc.,

However, if you go to the wilderness and encounter a life-and-death fight, those fighters are much inferior, and the deadly grappling tricks of the iron-blooded soldiers will cruelly dislocate the bones of the fighters.

In this lonely and chaotic mud forest, Lin Zifeng and the killer Jiao both knew in their hearts that there were only two results for each other: killing and being killed, and the only rule here: "the weak eat the strong", and the fight between Lin Zifeng and the killer Jiao is a bloody portrayal of these four words, so all attacks are effective,

The scuffle finally made the two physically exhausted and the center of gravity unstable, and in the end, the two fell into the mud soup together.

Lin Zifeng suddenly felt that this fight had entered a dark and boundless world, he couldn't hear everything, he couldn't see everything, this was hell, look at who stepped on the other party's bones and climbed up,

It's like going back to the killer training camp, in that dark time, no one comes back to save you, you can save yourself except yourself or yourself, you must rely on your fists in your hands, kill each other, get food, and then live,

Once you are soft-hearted, then it is to give the opponent a chance, the opponent will not be soft-hearted, they will kill you at the first time, and then snatch the food that should belong to you,

Go to hell and repent,

In the darkness and suffocation, Lin Zifeng's ears and eyes were constantly gurgling and bubbling, and the mud soup poured straight in, like countless insects gathering at the eardrums.

Lin Zifeng and Killer Jiao still grabbed each other and pressed each other under the soft mud with their lives, intending to suffocate each other to death.

Moreover, as soon as they were planted under the muddy water, the two released their right hands almost at the same time, and turned to pinch each other's throats, squeezing out the oxygen stored in the opponent's mouth and chest.

In this kind of darkness that seems to have fallen into a soy sauce tank, with the fluctuations under the muddy water, I, Lin Zifeng, seem to sense that the killer is curling his two calves backwards,

Behind his buttocks, there must be a sharp weapon, presumably to use his heel to clamp the dagger, and kick the sharp tip of the knife into my lower abdomen.

Thinking of this, Lin Zifeng's back spine gasped, and he immediately used his right thigh to hit the killer behind him, hooking his movements, and at the same time, Lin Zifeng's left leg was inserted under him, and the two insteps formed a collision hook, firmly locking and clamping this guy with amazing strength,

Because, if you stop him with only one leg, your lower body is likely to be hit by the opponent's knee.

The power under the mud water competed, and the oxygen molecules in the body were consumed the most, and a full two minutes passed, no matter how large the lung capacity of Lin Zifeng and Killer Jiao was, no one could hold it anymore, and they let go of each other, and struggled to go up.

Coincidentally, neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp, even at this moment when their lungs are about to explode like a balloon, they both do not forget to curl up their bodies, take their last breath, and kick each other's chests.

If you kick the other party, you can not only use the power of the other party to make yourself rise quickly, but also delay the time for the other party to breathe.

The two of them are holding back at this juncture, even if they get half a second to inhale oxygen in advance, it is enough to become a foreshadowing of life and death.

Lin Zifeng and Killer Jiao kicked each other's chests one after another, and the two bodies that were scuffled together were like satellites rising to a specified height, suddenly disintegrating and splitting into two halves, retreating towards their respective rears.

As soon as they jumped out of the muddy water, Lin Zifeng and Killer Jiao both suspended their attacks, breathing greedily, Killer Jiao's cheeks stained with yellow mud, his eyes were black, and his nasal cavity was bleeding,

Seeing the appearance of the killer Jiao, Lin Zifeng couldn't help but wipe his sore nose, and there were also slimy blood stains on his hands.

The arch of the killer Jiao's eyebrows was still dripping with blood, and Lin Zifeng's waist-high muddy water surface was actually flooded with a little scarlet ripple, with pain, he looked down at his chest, and then realized,

When he came out of the water just now, he was kicked by the killer's hard-soled leather boots to the ten-centimeter knife edge, and the tail of the neat scar was cracked with an additional three-centimeter irregular opening.

Killer Jiao had already absorbed enough oxygen, and when he saw Lin Zifeng bowing his head and hesitating, he suddenly made a flash, Lin Zifeng knew that he was going to pounce again, so he gritted his teeth and attacked it,

When the two of them were like two frogs jumping up and colliding in mid-air for the third time, trying to catch each other and scuffle, the killer actually made a feint, he seemed to be about to pounce on Lin Zifeng, but as soon as he was halfway through his strength, he suddenly made a posture of turning around and running away.

I have long known that in addition to his amazing strength, Killer Jiao is better at psychological combat, but what Lin Zifeng didn't expect was that at this life-and-death juncture, he could still use it so skillfully.

The matter has come to this point, they have all fought to this step of the field, where is Lin Zifeng willing to let him go, his body still jumps up without hesitation, ready to punch him on the back of the head,

In an instant, the killer Jiao, who had turned his back to Lin Zifeng, suddenly jumped back, took his waist as the axis, and punched straight out with his right hand.

Lin Zifeng realized that he was not running away, but luring himself to chase after him, and took the opportunity to give Lin Zifeng a move to "look back at the meteor hammer", Lin Zifeng knew the power of this punch, at least he would stun people and lose the ability to continue fighting, and at worst he would shatter people's jaws and skulls and beat them to death.

You must know that Lin Zifeng and Killer Jiao, who have cultivated the flow of physical arts, have the destructive power of a heavy punch at least 500 kilograms, and the destructive power of leg kicks, knee strikes, and elbow strikes is even greater, which is why it is easier to beat disabled athletes in fighting than boxing.

Lin Zifeng, who was about to fall behind the killer Jiao in mid-air, should have hurriedly raised his right arm and contracted to protect his head, but Lin Zifeng did not do that, but flattened his folded elbow horizontally, pushed it outward, and blocked it with an elbow strike,

I heard only a "click", followed by a howl that resounded through the mud forest, "Ahhh......h

At this critical juncture, the killer scorched Lin Zifeng's "dark defense", the killer scorched his straight arm, and the outer elbow joint was just on Lin Zifeng's elbow attack to the right, no matter how strong his muscles were, no matter how tough his ligaments were, his bones couldn't withstand this.

The so-called "dark defense" is like hitting an iron pillar with a wooden stick, the greater the force, the stronger the breaking and destruction of the wooden stick by the iron pillar.

It is precisely like this, the attack power of Killer Jiao was accumulated by Lin Zifeng using the "joint technique" to his own attack, and he reacted back with a hard and soft reaction.

Looking at one of the killer Jiao's arms, the anti-joint was bent at a ninety-degree angle, and the broken part was swollen and filled with water in an instant, even through the thick sleeves, the circle that suddenly swelled up, as if it was suddenly full of gas when measuring blood pressure, it was still very obvious,

The opportunity was in front of him, and Lin Zifeng, who was firmly on his feet, aimed at the killer Jiao's back with a sharp push, making him fall into the muddy water.

Lin Zifeng jumped up again, grabbed his other hand with his backhand, and pressed the back of his neck with his hard work, and pressed under the mud with great force.

The killer's scorching mouth squirmed, and he couldn't hear it clearly, only feeling that his chest was whimpering and struggling.

Lin Zifeng still gritted his teeth, and pressed him under the muddy water for six minutes, seeing that his trembling and twitching limbs gradually stiffened, and then his hands and feet were soft and let go of the enemy, at this time, no matter what the reason, Lin Zifeng could not be soft, otherwise, once the killer Jiao had a chance to fight back, then it was Lin Zifeng who was pressed in the muddy water,

Immediately, Lin Zifeng pulled out another dagger in his military boots, grabbed Babatu's hair, lifted his head out of the muddy water, and aimed it at his throat.

The cut on his chest was still bleeding, Lin Zifeng hurriedly climbed out of the ditch, and the green canvas bag that he brought with his right hand was still thrown under a low tree more than ten meters away.

At that time, he still laughed at his right hand, saying that he cultivated the body flow and didn't need these things, but what he didn't expect was that this time he met the same master of the individual magic flow, and after a few battles, Lin Zifeng had reached the realm of prostration, I have to say that the killer Jiao is indeed a strong opponent, and it is an invincible opponent that Lin Zifeng has rarely encountered in recent years.

Quickly uncovered the placket of the chest, the two bulging and barbaric pectoralis major muscles stained with mud and water were displayed under Lin Zifeng's eyelids, and the lower center of the left pectoral muscle, a knife edge with a thin white cream sebum and red muscles was eye-catching.

Take out a stack of gauze from the bag, stuff it into your mouth and bite it, and then use your index finger and thumb to gently pick up some of the valgus wounds, and rinse them with a small bottle containing iodine tincture.

At that moment, it was really painful, the gauze in his mouth was squeaked by the grinding teeth, and after cleaning up, Lin Zifeng sprinkled a handful of hemostatic and anti-inflammatory powder on the knife edge, and injected himself with a tetanus injection in the muscles near the wound.

Then, open an aluminum box the size of a cigarette box, use tweezers to grip the hook soaked in alcohol, and stitch yourself up to the wound.

This kind of small injury, although it is not fatal, but if it is inflamed, it will not be good for the next battle, Du Tianxing has never shown his face until now, and the people sent to fight Lin Zifeng are his subordinates, even if these people die more, it will not hurt Du Tianxing,

And Lin Zifeng is different, once he is injured, it will hinder his next actions.

And Du Tianxing also knew this, so he continued to send killers one after another to consume Lin Zifeng's physical strength, as long as Lin Zifeng could not be at his peak before the decisive battle with Lin Zifeng, then his probability of Du Tianxing's victory would be greatly increased.

Cover the wound with gauze, and then glue it firmly with tape, then I feel that the whole person is prostrating to death, and the bones seem to be falling apart.

After lying under the dwarf tree for about ten minutes, there was still no trace of sea sand, and I couldn't help but worry in my heart.

The sun was a little westerly, the dazzling light converged a lot, the whole mud forest returned to calm, and after a little rest, Lin Zifeng packed up his satchel and picked up the two heavy pistols that were thrown away by Killer Jiao in the distance during the battle, and then dragged the body of Killer Jiao lying on the edge of the muddy ditch on the edge of the muddy ditch, pulled his collar onto the wet grass, and dragged it to the north of the mud forest.

The blood on the corpse slid a thick red mark on the surface, extending from the edge of the ditch where the battle was fighting, and some aquatic weeds were still swaying with blood beads sticking to it.

When I found a puddle of clear water, I threw the charred corpse of the killer into the water, washed it, and began to pick up his clothes and throw them on the shore one by one.

When Lin Zifeng cleaned the mud off the killer's burnt face, he saw his face clearly, and thought that this guy's cheeks had been burned by the fire, so he had pimples and pits.

But now, when Lin Zifeng touched his cheek with his hand, he realized that this guy's skin was very smooth, and what he saw before was actually a tattoo on his face.

In the past, the killers under the Seven Kings were all determined by number, but now after Du Tianxing ruled the territory of the Three Kings, he changed to sashimi, these are probably the unique tattoos of those killers under Du Tianxing.

The blood of the corpse soon soaked this small puddle red, and seeing that the sky was about to enter dusk, Lin Zifeng put back the killer's clothes for him, and finally stepped him into the sand and mud, which was a brief burial.

Then Lin Zifeng stood up, looked at the direction of the sun, and simply determined the southeast, northwest, and northwest, Lin Zifeng chased after him, Haisha and his right hand were still in this forest, and his right hand seemed to be injured, they didn't know the battle situation here, they had to inform them, and then let them retreat,

After half a ring, Lin Zifeng looked for him at the place where his right hand was injured, but at this time, Haisha was also by his right hand's side, and he simply bandaged the wound for his right hand, and his right hand was calculated, and the killer Jiao was in a hurry to escape, so he didn't aim accurately, and the bullet passed through the three inches on the right side of the abdomen of his right hand, and it didn't remain inside.

After a simple tidying up, the three of them quickly left the place,

And according to the information sent back from the right hand, it is only three days away from the place where Dong Xin is held in South America here.