Zhuo Yang was wary of the three men in front of him who came unexpectedly, because they were not hikers, and they did not have equipment such as backpacks and hiking shoes, nor did they have quick-drying clothes and hiking pants. The three were just dressed in ordinary clothes, black T-shirts, plaid jackets and yellow suits, all wearing jeans, and two even wore leather shoes.

Hiking people will never wear jeans, which are not breathable and can grind their crotch painfully. The appearance of three people in the city will not attract anyone's attention, but in this remote dense forest, it feels very abrupt.

Zhuo Yang and Kou Ko slowed down, but the people in front of them also slowed down. Seeing this scene, Zhuo Yang simply stopped his pace and stopped to watch. The three of them really stopped, and after muttering a few times to each other, they looked back again, then turned around in horror and pressed towards Zhuo Yang together.

Zhuo Yang's left hand was on his lower abdomen, and his right hand reached for the side pocket of the rucksack.

The three of them were forced in the shape of 'Pin', and they took out daggers from their waists. Although the style of the dagger is short and ordinary, the texture is obviously high-quality, very sharp, and the blade reflects the dense forest scattered sun.

One of them sang: "Rob ......"

Before the words fell, Zhuo Yang unfastened the buckle of the rucksack with his left hand, and the rucksack with a 'tom' fell from behind him with a 'tom', and at the same time, a steel three-section telescopic ASP police tactical stick appeared in his right hand. Kicking on the ground, he shouted angrily: "Koko, stand back!" "The stick is thrown out at the same time. At the critical moment, Zhuo Yang decisively took the lead.

The bandits obviously didn't expect Zhuo Yang to make the first move, and the yellow suit couldn't dodge and was smashed by Zhuo Yang's throwing stick at the place where the neck and shoulders were combined, and he turned over and fell down. made a move, but Zhuo Yang's heart sank.

He aimed at the main artery of the neck in the yellow suit, and with the speed of his stick, it should be impossible for the other party to dodge, and this hit could make him lose half his life without dying. Behind her is Kou Kokou, for her safety, Zhuo Yang will never show mercy.

However, in such an instant, the opponent made an emergency defensive move of shrinking his neck and shrugging his shoulders, minimizing the damage caused by the inevitable critical blow as much as possible. It is impossible for ordinary people to make such professional and delicate movements, and ordinary people don't even have time to close their teeth and eyes.

This is a practitioner!

The plaid jacket and black T-shirt saw that their companions were injured, but they didn't hesitate at all, and they didn't slack off at all and rushed towards Zhuo Yang left and right. Such a reaction is enough to show that they are well-trained.

Zhuo Yang swung his stick to stab the dagger from the black T-shirt, and attacked the right arm of the plaid jacket, but he dodged it. Zhuo Yang turned around on the spot, and with the help of inertia and the combined force of his waist and abdomen, he hit the head of the black T-shirt like Mount Tai, but the black T-shirt couldn't dodge, and was smashed on Zhuo Yang's forearm in a hurry. I heard a 'click' and my left arm was broken.

Just as he was about to take advantage of the victory to chase after him, the plaid jacket attacked from the right side, and after Zhuo Yang turned around and struggled to open his dagger, the tiger's mouth was shocked and painful.

With the first move to abolish two successively, Zhuo Yang's heart was relieved, and he concentrated on the plaid jacket in front of him. Zhuo Yang is a person who knows the goods, and the opponent is extremely particular about his pace, speed, strength and accuracy, and he is obviously a hard stubble.

It's hard to say who wins empty-handed, but Zhuo Yang has a big advantage in weapons, his ASP police tactical stick is 78.74 centimeters long when extended, or 31 inches, while the blade of the dagger in the hands of the three opponents is at most 15 centimeters, no more than 6 inches. An inch is long and an inch is strong, this is definitely not false in the battle, it is the truth.

As long as the opponent is not allowed to get close, Zhuo Yang will win. Maintaining an aggressive offensive posture, after two moves, Zhuo Yang saw the opportunity to take advantage of the plaid jacket to dodge the stick, and the lightning kicked his dagger away, and then turned around and kicked him sideways and kicked him out.

Before he was about to catch up, a dagger slashed through the air from the right side, Zhuo Yang hurriedly gave way to the iron plate bridge, and at the same time the steel rod swept the enemy's knee joint. The enemy was very strong, raised his knees and raised his legs to resist the stick with his outer muscles, and stabbed Zhuo Yang's right hand with the stick again.

Zhuo Yang was already sitting on the ground, his left hand raised a handful of gravel and dust on the ground to stop the opponent, and his feet were unsteady in the black T-shirt dodge, and he almost fell.

The black T-shirt is a ruthless man, he pinned his broken left hand in the waistband of his jeans, although it affects the balance of his body, but it looks more ferocious, and the speed of his right hand knife is not weakened at all.

At this point, the plaid jacket also got up from the ground and picked up the dagger again. The two of them changed from holding the knife in the tiger's mouth at the beginning to holding the knife in their backhand, which is an action only for experts with daggers, and Zhuo Yang has to be more careful.

With one move, Feng Yuan forced back the opponent's approach again, but Zhuo Yang saw that the yellow suit that was knocked down at the beginning also rubbed his neck and stood up, baring his teeth and grinning unable to hide his anger and killing intent.

At this time, do not dare to have any hesitation, let the enemy form a combined attack and it will be difficult for him to resist. Zhuo Yang rushed up and crossed the middle of the road, and a thunderbolt-like attack flew sand and rocks. Behind her is Coco, and they must not be allowed to go back in time.

After a few moves, Zhuo Yang was already completely sure that if everyone put it right with their bare hands, none of the three opponents would be under him, and at this time, he could resist because two of the opponents were injured, and his own weapons took a big advantage.

At the moment of the three-handled dagger, Zhuo Yang regretted that he had not prepared two tactical sticks. Although the dagger is short, it makes the grappling and leg skills that he is good at useless, and the hands and feet are handed out and are either broken or disabled. If there were two sticks, it would be much better if it danced like a wind wheel.

It's a long story, in fact, it has been less than half a minute since the three of them turned around and Zhuo Yang took the lead. With one enemy and three enemies, and unable to get out of the way, Zhuo Yang quickly fell into the wind, and the sword light was in danger.

In just thirty seconds, Zhuo Yang had already seen sweat, which was the most dangerous fight in his life. But he didn't dare to run and couldn't escape, he didn't dare to hide and he couldn't hide. For the sake of Koko, Zhuo Yang can die, but before he dies, he must also kill the three enemies in front of him.

The plaid jacket pulled out the knife flower, stabbed at Zhuo Yang's thigh with his short body, and he took a step back and walked away. Before he could knock the plaid jacket to the ground, the two daggers were divided up and down in an instant, one left and one right. Sideways to pass the knife of the yellow suit, and the dagger of the black T-shirt is blocked by the standing stick.

The knives and sticks struck each other, intertwined with each other, and the black T-shirt took the opportunity to lock Zhuo Yang's stick hand with his arm. The plaid jacket took advantage of the situation and stabbed from the bottom to the top, targeting Zhuo Yang's thigh root.

In a hurry, Zhuo Yang grabbed the black T-shirt and bowed hard, and the dagger of the plaid jacket narrowly cut through the loose travel cargo pants, and opened the trouser tube when he landed. In great danger, Zhuo Yang raised his leg and kicked him in the face of the old black T-shirt and ran him out.

However, the yellow suit had already jumped forward again, and the tip of his knife slashed at Zhuo Yang's shoulder. Zhuo Yang's moves are also old at this time, and he can't dodge and counterattack, if he doesn't want his arm to be cut off, the only way is to give up his left hand and use it to hold the dagger, maybe he can delay for a while, but the hand that can play the piano is definitely useless.

The piano road is at stake! Lives are at stake!

Suddenly, a small bowstring sounded, and a carved feather arrow instantly flew through the air and nailed to the arm of the yellow suit holding the knife, and the huge inertia raised his arm back high, almost knocking the whole person of the yellow suit to the ground.

Fifteen meters behind Zhuo Yang, Kou Ko had already thrown down the empty sports backpack, with an arrow bag on her waist, and a sideways bow and arrows, the saint was heroic.

Her Royal Highness the princess's eyes widened angrily, and she shouted coquettishly: "Stand down!" ”

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