He didn't use the Hundred Refining Autumn Water Goose Ling Knife fixed on the side of the backpack, nor did he use the sharp and priceless Damascus scimitar in the backpack, he pulled out the tactical straight knife built in the capital, covered the mouth of the Warat man, and when the other party subconsciously pulled away from Ding Yi's hand, the tactical straight knife stabbed into the back of the Warat man's waist and the position of the kidney.

Its length determines that it does not need too long to exert space, and the weighted knife head not only makes the center of gravity more ideal when chopping, but also the geometric knife head when stabbing is like a chisel, easily breaking through the leather armor of the warat, inserting his organs, Ding Yi held the handle of the knife and twisted it half a circle, and then gently put the warat man to the ground, and then Ding Yi let go of the hand covering his mouth, and wiped the eyes that could not be closed until death.

As soon as Ding saw the rope beside the corpse, he did not sneer or float a trace of mockery, this is the difference between those murderers who have fallen into madness by virtue of their talent and trained professionals. Seeing the rope, Ding Yi's first reaction was to start analyzing what Min An Weishenme was doing? This is very different from the information gathered about Min An before.

Soon Ding Yi came to a conclusion, that is, the main messenger who invited him this time should not be Min An.

It's not that Min An won't arrange an ambush, but a martial idiot like Min An, even if the ambush is arranged, it should be violence first, even if he is afraid of the curse Ding Yi said first, and he doesn't want to kill Ding Yi before he understands it, then for Min An, using a bow and arrow, using a destructive attack like a knife and gun to attack Ding Yi's legs, it will be more reasonable and in line with the character profile to lose his combat effectiveness and ability to act.

But definitely not with a rope.

It's a sign of control.

The people who arranged this ambush hoped to put Ding Yi in a situation of anger, madness, but only at the mercy of others.

If Ding Yi's limbs were cut off or shot, he could only despair, because he couldn't move and was powerless to resist. It's only fate. The person in this layout obviously doesn't want this, he prefers that Ding Yi feels that he can still break free, and feels that he still has a chance, he will be like watching the struggle of a trapped beast, appreciating Ding Yi's full resistance from the beginning, to the best helpless hanging of his head The process.

From this circle of ropes, Ding Yi could only see so many things.

What he couldn't say for sure was how many people were involved in the ambush.

Is there only fifty people under Min An, or are there more good players joining?

Ding Yi had no answer.

It's quiet.

There was no noise or shouting in other areas, despite the same foul smell.

He slowly stepped away. Didn't go directly to another possible location where the ambushers were hiding.

If the ambusher is the dots on a circle, then Ding Yi did not move along this circular line, he traveled quietly and silently in a V-shaped trajectory, and the two vertices of the V are the positions of the two ambushers. This makes his actions even more insidious. And once discovered, there is also more flexibility in retreating.

For Ding Yi. Nothing exciting. There was no excitement, and he stabbed each one with precision, like a cooper in the streets and alleys striking the brass hoop; There was not a single trace of blood on his body, and the old skill of pouring night incense would not let the night incense splash on his clothes; He leaps silently among the long grass in a half-squatting state, as skillful and steady as an old farmer who bends down to plant rice in a paddy field, even with a certain rhythm and rhythm.

Serial killers need morbidity and passion. Professionals don't need it, and every hammer smashed by a cooper doesn't necessarily bring pleasure; The inverted night incense is not necessarily more passionate because today's night incense is particularly foul; The old farmer may not be able to caress the seedlings in his hands as if he were stroking his wife's hair.

That's what professionalism is.

Ding Yi found the slain Sergeant Warat when he gently lowered the eleventh target. There is a bruise on the back of the hand, in the direction close to the knuckles, the edge of the swollen bruise is an arc, Ding Yi gestured, the Yanling knife will not be bent so sharply, and the scimitar used by the Wara people will not be, this is a short weapon, just like a small axe.

The person who shot reacted very quickly, using a weapon similar to a small axe, and the person who used this kind of short soldier may be skilled, but he is usually not burly, and he is not known for his liliang, it can't be Min'an, it's more like a woman, and there are no women under Min'an. So the woman who shot at this sergeant may be the one who laid out this ambush? If you speculate so, you have a strong desire to control, react quickly, use a short axe, and do not confront Ding Yi head-on; It seems that in her heart, there is a fear of Ding Yi, she may have fought with Ding Yi, or fought against it, so she will have such a mentality.

Ding Yi felt that among the people he knew, there might be only one person who met such a profile, and that was Wu Dugan.

So Ding Yi changed his tactics in the next hunt, he wiped the opponent's neck, blood sprayed out like a fountain, and then a grenade was lit with a long fuse and placed next to the corpse. I don't know if it was the sound of Ding Yi striking the fire sickle that attracted attention, or the smell of blood still flowing, which attracted attention, and soon seven or eight people stood up at the site of the ambush, and after looking around and finding nothing, they twitched their noses and ran to the location of the corpse.

When they found the body, they started screaming, and more people ran over.

When someone found the black grenade, it was about Changshengtian dozing off or something, four or five people squatted down, pulled out their wrist knives and pulled out the grenade, and the other seven or eight people gathered outside, sticking their heads inside to see what was new.

The explosive fragments of the grenade are in the shape of an inverted cone, that is, a funnel with the tip of the cone below.

With the onlookers of these Warat sergeants, anyone who knew the trajectory of the grenade's explosion could guess the outcome, especially when the fuse had burned to the end. "Boom!" A violent explosion sounded, and in the thick smoke, more than 300 prefabricated fragments flying at high speed were the desolate Grim Reaper.

Ding Yi never got up because he was tired.

Killing people is not only the stab or the blow that ends the other person's life requires physical energy, how to lurk silently around the other party and reach a distance where you can use your hands is relatively more physically consuming. You must know that Ding Yi's targets are all veterans of Min An's battlefield blood, not farmers who have just put down their hoes.

So Ding Yi needs to rest, as for the results of this grenade, it is completely unexpectedly fruitful, originally thought that it would be good to be able to injure three or two people, who knew that Sergeant Warat would list an almost perfect formation for being bombed so cooperatively - if it was a head-on confrontation, even if both sides were fighting on foot, Ding Yi was not sure at all, he could kill all a dozen veterans on the battlefield, and he was unharmed.

"Ahh Ming dog! I'm going to kill him! Min An roared angrily, he drew his scimitar and beckoned to the more than twenty surviving men, ignoring Wu Dugan's advice, as if in anger, his brain was slightly brighter than usual, "Get out!" Wu Du Gan! What is that? Weishenme more than a dozen brothers who killed old people will be killed by thunder? Is this your shamanic fighting method? He shouted to his subordinates, "Search! If you can't find it, set it on fire! Everyone disperses, that Ming dog is a dog thief who can summon thunder! Get together and fucking chop them to death! Although it was the first time he had seen a grenade, and although he couldn't understand the principle of grenade killing, the sensitivity he had cultivated on the battlefield made Min An find the key at once.

Ding Yi also listened to Min An's loud roar, he pulled out the crossbow from his backpack, lay on his back on the ground and wound it, and then half-squatted, like a cheetah waiting to pounce. At this time, Sergeant Warat found more corpses, and they cried out, but Min An shouted at them to disperse and not to gather.

"Huh!" A powerful arrow shot from the long grass nailed to the shield that Min An had subconsciously raised. He definitely didn't raise his shield when he saw a crossbow, in that case it would be difficult for him to raise his shield, it was an indescribable intuition, a sixth sense honed on the battlefield.

Ding Yi regretted that this blow did not work, because Min An was definitely not an easy opponent to solve, and Ding Yi was not a martial idiot-type character. However, he immediately stuffed the crossbow into his backpack and inserted the tactical straight knife into the scabbard strapped to his leg. Then he pulled out the Damascus scimitar with his left hand, and pulled out the Hundred Refining Autumn Water Goose Feather Knife with his right hand.

If you fight head-on, you won't need a tactical straight knife.

Brushing the yellowed long grass brought a "rustling" sound, Ding Yi no longer sacrificed speed to achieve the purpose of hiding his footsteps, he held his double knives instead, and ran low among the long grass, and several Warat sergeants saw the long grass undulating like waves, and immediately rushed to this side.

Sergeant Warat, who rushed to the front, shouted: "Kill! With the urging of qi, the long knife in his hand slashed obliquely, and he once cut off half of the enemy's body and the horse's head with a single sword, which is not the effect that liliang can achieve with a simple arm, but from the heel to the lumbar vertebrae to the shoulder, like a whip thrown out of liliang. This knife embodies all the experience and skills he has been fighting in the battlefield for more than ten years.

Ding Yi reduced the stride of running, increased his pace, raised his left arm forward, and the Damascus scimitar attached to his left arm was slashed out, and even the sound of metal clashes was heard, and then Ding Yi passed by the Warat sergeant and continued to run forward. When the first Warat sergeant suddenly looked at the long grass parting to reveal Ding Yi's figure, before he could react, Ding Yi had already jumped up, and swung out his right hand holding the Hundred Refining Autumn Water Yanling Knife, and the snowy blade attached to his arm quickly cut the throat of the Warat sergeant who reacted or was only half a breath slower. (To be continued......)