When Lin Chi returned to the Blood Eagle Tribal Station with Frankenstein and Mad Ivan, he saw that Sam had already taken off his helmet and revealed his face.

This guy's black hair is tied in a bunch at the back of his head, a scar on his left eye cuts directly to the corner of his mouth, and a loose smile hangs on his unshaven face, like an ownerless wandering swordsman.

Despite his Western face, this guy has the temperament of a foreign samurai. At this time, he was sitting on the pile of corpses, looking at the pigs and rats in the cage with great interest.

"This creature ...... Interesting. The man, codenamed "Riptide Sam", rubs his chin with his hands, and his close-fitting exoskeleton is covered with knife marks, as if he has experienced a ferocious battle.

Hearing the sound of a motorcycle, Sam turned around and frowned when he saw a certain demolition specialist in a spacesuit:

"This is our comrade-in-arms, a psychopath?"

Just by listening to the voice, you can understand that Sam is clearly very unhappy with Crazy Ivan. However, when he heard this thing's speech, Lin Chi suddenly thought of something:

- Does this thing have mind reading? Or had he and Mad Evan met before?

As soon as he took off the helmet of the spacesuit, he heard the words of the other party, and Crazy Evan bared his teeth at Sam and threatened: "You are slandering me, I am going to call the police!" ”

"Come on, how can there be police in this place?" Sam said nonchalantly, stood up and walked up to Frankenstein, and bowed politely, "Welcome back." ”

"Hmm." Frankenstein waved his hand and removed the helmet of his hazmat suit, revealing his bandaged face.

Although there is no heating, the temperature on Mars during the day is not that low. In caves with enough oxygen, there is no need to continue wearing protective clothing.

The four of them stood in the cave and looked at each other, Lin Chi looked at Sam and asked curiously, "Where are you from?" ”

"Brazil." Sam looked at him, "Is there a problem?" ”

"It's really rare for Brazilians to fight in this way." Lin Chi smiled: "The previous one should have been 'drawing a knife and slashing', right?" ”

Lin Chi, who had once fought alone with the "nurse" who used the Brazilian war dance in the military hospital, also knew something about Brazilian martial arts, but the slash Sam used just now was obviously not a common attack mode used by Brazilians.

The trick of suddenly drawing a sword and slashing the enemy basically comes from the "Iai" of the Oriental samurai, and it is not a Brazilian trick at all. And Sam readily admitted it, and said:

"My family was originally opening a dojo, have you heard of 'Rodrigues New Yin Stream'?"

Hearing this name, which seemed to appear in a comedy, Lin Chi shook his head, Sam seemed to remember something, looked up at the stone wall at the top of the cave slightly, and said in a low voice:

"I used to be young and made a lot of mistakes, but it didn't make sense......"

Although this vicissitudes of life uncle was still sighing something, Frankenstein obviously did not have sentimental time, but just gave a simple and crude order to his entourage: "Get ready, set off tomorrow." ”

"I see." Sam nodded, reaching out and pressing it on the hilt.

Lin Chi noticed that there was something similar to a firearm part installed under Sam's scabbard, as if there was a magazine inserted in it, and he didn't know what kind of routine he was playing.

Just as he was thinking, the crazy movement of Ivan next to him attracted his attention.

"Stop playing with bombs here!" He scolded.

"It's not a bomb, it's my gift!" Crazy Ivan was still arguing, but the plastic bomb in his hand was out of his hand, and the flashing red light on it was particularly eye-catching.

- Oops!

Seeing this scene, Lin Chi's heart was suddenly shrouded in a shadow. Needless to say, if the bombs exploded at such a distance, they would all have to be reimbursed here!

Although his consciousness reacted, his body was a step slower, and the virtual body bound by the attribute value swooped over, but it was too late to touch the bomb!

- Is it going to end here?

The flickering red light, like the big word "danger", kept shining in front of his eyes, and just when Lin Chi was about to reduce the damage to his body by "holding his head and squatting to defend", an even more dazzling red light lit up in front of his eyes.

Bang!

The moment Sam drew his knife, an explosive gunfire rang out in the air, and the red-bladed long knife hanging from his waist suddenly popped out, and the tip of the handle hit the bomb straight into the air, blasting the bomb that was about to explode into the air, flying out of Crazy Ivan's side, and crashing into the stone wall twenty meters away from everyone.

Rumble!

The roar of the explosion came from behind, and the corpses of several members of the Blood Eagle clan were blown to pieces, and the pigs and rats in the cages screamed and writhed their fat bodies.

"Are you pulling out your sword with the propulsion of your gun?" Lin Chi's eyes widened in surprise.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunsmoke, this time Lin Chi finally saw the way the other party drew the knife, at the moment when the knife was drawn, the muzzle flame of the muzzle definitely burst out of that guy's scabbard!

Through the wild thrust of the bullet to achieve extremely fast knife slashing, this kind of combat method Lin Chi has seen for the first time. The most terrifying thing is that after the bomb was ejected with the hilt, Sam was able to grasp the hilt and quickly retract the long knife into its scabbard.

- This guy's knife drawing technique has definitely reached the pinnacle of perfection. If the "Sword Emperor" accepts this entourage, I'm afraid he will wake up laughing in his dreams......

Now, though, there's more important things to deal with.

Noticing Lin Chi's dangerous gaze, Crazy Ivan hurriedly put away the bomb backpack and explained, "I pressed the wrong button just now!" It's true! ”

"Get out of here, don't come in without my notice." Lin Chi stretched out his hand and pointed to the passage at the front of the cave.

"Yes!" Crazy Ivan ran out without even putting on a protective suit, and it looked like he was going to die in the wilderness of Mars.

Although this retinue is very accomplished in explosives, due to his abnormal mental disorder, he will occasionally make this kind of moth, so that he can learn a lesson and curb the mad Ivan's death.

After dealing with the matter of Crazy Ivan, Lin Chi turned his head to look at the scabbard on Sam's waist and said with a smile: "You are quite strong in drawing the sword, how about you have time to teach it to us?" ”

Hearing this, the playful smile on Sam's face disappeared, and he frowned slightly: "Your knife has no soul." As for the hosts...... There is no need to learn this at all. ”

"I don't like knives." Frankenstein nodded.

For a complete pragmatist like Frankenstein, skills such as "drawing a knife and slashing" are simply a symbol of inefficiency. Shotguns are the right choice.

But speaking of this, Lin Chi was still a little confused:

"What do you mean when you say my knife has no soul?"

When he was in the desert, Sam also said a similar line, and after Lin Chi asked a question, the middle-aged man who had vicissitudes of life looked directly into Lin Chi's eyes and said:

"Your fight is pointless."