Deep in the throat of the "Blood Slaughter", there was a strange sound of "gurgling".

The face that was gradually turning white was also smeared with a layer of death.

And Meng Chao's voice became calmer and calmer: "Since you know that you still have a third knife hidden, the shape of this knife is not difficult to determine - in order to lower my vigilance, you deliberately tore the cloak and bare your body, just to express the meaning of 'you are clean and slippery, and there is absolutely no place to hide more weapons'."

"Indeed, if it is made of super-strong alloy, more than ten kilograms, it requires a heavy war knife to be held in both hands, no matter where you hide, it will be discovered.

"Besides, I analyzed the diameter, muscle strength, and average output strength of your arms, and found that your two arms are almost the same, and you are not particularly strong in your right arm, but relatively weak in your left arm.

"Since you are using dual knives, this can only mean that the weight and nature of the two combat knives you are used to should be about the same, so your body is particularly balanced from left to right.

"For example, I used to take the 'Double Sword Flow' route, but because the combat knife in my right hand was too heavy, while the combat knife in my left hand was relatively light, after a few months of crazy cultivation, my right arm was slightly thicker than my left arm by a few millimeters.

"To sum up, the third knife you hid should be the same as the shadowless knife in your left hand, as thin as a cicada's wing, and extremely light.

"Sure enough—"

When Meng Chao said this, he completely pulled out the black blade inserted in his heart.

This is a divine weapon that is not much longer and wider than a willow leaf.

In the pursuit of maximum lightness and sophistication, it doesn't even have a knife handle.

Sandwiched between Meng Chao's two fingers, it didn't look like a weapon, but like a black mica piece, or something like the cartilage of a doomsday beast.

Meng Chao groped for a while and quickly found the mystery.

With the different strength of the input aura, the hardness and flexibility of this black blade can be changed at will within a certain range.

Suddenly, it became as hard as iron, as if even the reactive armor of a main battle tank could easily pierce and tear.

Suddenly, it turns into a finger-wrapping softness, and even has excellent malleability, which can be stretched and contracted at will.

Meng Chao thought about it for a while, wrapped the black blade around his wrist, and the black blade immediately obeyed.

As he slightly changed the oscillation frequency of the spiritual magnetic force field on his arm, except for the material, the color of the blade changed from black to almost transparent, and from transparent to completely simulating Meng Chao's skin color.

The blade was originally as thin as a cicada's wings, and even if it circled its wrist a few times, it would not be able to see the slightest trace.

It turned into Meng Chao's complexion again, like his second skin.

No wonder, Meng Chao was sure that "Blood Slaughter" Gao Yang had a third knife early on, and he scanned it with wide eyes for a long time, but he couldn't find where it was hidden.

With the optical camouflage function, the "random blade" that can automatically change its appearance and blend into the surrounding environment falls into the hands of Meng Chao, an assassin of the ghost brigade in his previous life, which is like a tiger with wings!

"Amazing, you must have put a lot of effort into getting this magic weapon."

Meng Chao was amazed, put away the random blade, and continued, "After confirming that you have a third knife and knowing the general shape and material of this knife, the most likely attack method you will use will also surface.

"A long time ago, I had a lot of admiration for you, and I studied your tactical style.

"You are a hunter by training, and although your name is 'Bloodslaughter', you seem to be wide open and fierce, but in fact, hunters and reapers, like hunters, have a not-so-good habit when fighting - you and I prefer to use precise stabbing to solve prey rather than devastating slashing.

"In order to pursue the integrity of the prey, the highest value raw materials can be harvested, and the smaller the fatal wound, the better.

"When hunting with comrades, this habit may not be harmful.

"But when you are alone, with an opponent of equal strength, when you fight to the death, this subconscious habit is very deadly.

"I'm sure you can only use a sudden attack type of stabbing, and the targets you can choose from are quite limited, nothing more than my eyes, throat, heart, and dantian, these positions, I can naturally focus on these key points, and draw up a full defense and counterattack plan in my mind.

"Yes, I hid my strength.

"And you know very well that I am hiding my strength.

"In turn, I also judged that you know very well that I am hiding my strength - after all, you are a rare rival in my life, and in the face of your step-by-step attack, I can't hide it tightly.

"Realizing this, I simply gave up on the original idea and stopped making a fuss about 'hidden strength'.

"My real trap is the heart.

"I have cultivated a secret technique called 'Walking Corpse', which can constrict my breath and heartbeat to the limit, just like the living dead.

"Using this secret method, I deliberately controlled my heart's activity and reduced my heartbeat to near zero.

At the same time, he uses psionic energy to stimulate the muscles next to the heart, causing the muscles to spasm very regularly, simulating the heartbeat of 'dong dong dong'.

"Coupled with the subtle change in the magnetic field of life, you have misjudged the location of my heart, and the 'heart' you locked is still half an inch away from my real heart.

"Gambling on your own heart is certainly very risky.

"But I think that in the face of a peerless murderer like you, who has so much experience in hunting, if you don't let you really stab me in the heart, you will definitely not let down your guard at all, and you will not be able to expose the flaws that will bring me to an end to the fight.

"I also know that you and your master must have arranged a chain of interlocking conspiracies and endless back-ups, if I can't kill you, even if I have a way to escape here, it will be difficult to escape from you and your master's new round of pursuit.

"So, no matter what the price is, even if I gamble my heart, I must kill you here before you have time to spread the news!"

When the last word was spoken, Meng Chao was already gritting his teeth and his voice was full of emotion.

And the gray death on Gao Yang's face in the "Blood Massacre" was even more intense.

He opened his mouth.

But he couldn't spit out the slightest admiration or curse for Meng Chao.

It's just that he suddenly realized, and he was willing to gamble and lose and spit out the last breath of turbidity.

He trembled and stretched out his hand towards Meng Chao.

I don't know if I want to give Meng Chao a thumbs up or send a last futile attack.

Before his fingertips touched Meng Chao.

A long, thin red line appeared around his neck.

The red thread spread quickly, and soon circled the neck.

Burst!

Dou Da's head rose to the sky, blood shot out from his body cavity, and the headless cavity danced for a few seconds, and this peerless murderer finally fell at Meng Chao's feet, expressing his surrender with his life.

Meng Chao looked coldly at the corpse of the "Blood Slaughter" Gao Yang.

The highest level of vigilance is still maintained.

Memories of his previous life told him that there were many treacherous and unpredictable secret methods in the Otherworld, which allowed carbon-based life to retain a certain amount of attack power after death.

Although it can't bring the dead back to life, it can drag enemies who have let their guard down into hell together.

That's why he just gushed out all his tactics.

On the surface, he seemed to be proud and boastful because he had killed a strong enemy whose realm was above him.

But if "Bloodslaughter" Gao Yang really thought that he had been carried away by the victory and launched a surprise attack on him that would end in the same fate, he still had at least ten ways to perform the most fierce counterattack.

Fortunately, "Blood Massacre" Gao Yang is not one of the monsters that the earthlings encountered after stepping out of the Monster Mountain Range.

It wasn't until Gao Yang's headless cavity didn't twitch again for three minutes, and even together with the head that rolled into the corner, he was smashed by the constantly collapsing reinforced concrete above his head and his flesh and blood were blurred, and he couldn't die anymore, that Meng Chao breathed a long sigh of relief.

The nerves and muscles that had been tense until they were almost broken finally relaxed, and the wound next to the heart half an inch and through the entire chest, the pain index suddenly increased by several orders of magnitude.

As I said, he gambled his heart on the go.

Even if he killed a peerless murderer like "Blood Massacre" Gao Yang, he also paid an incomparably tragic price.

A knife was stabbed in the heart, even if it was not hit in the heart, the spiritual energy that the other party infiltrated along the blade still invaded the heart muscle, tearing countless small wounds on his heart muscle that were invisible to the naked eye, seriously damaging the heart function.

And at the beginning, in order to lead Gao Yang into the trap step by step, hundreds of jade and stone fights and collisions also caused his body that had just been repaired by the contribution points to be torn to pieces again, and his body was bruised all over his body.

Not to mention, the exhaust gases and poisonous mist that he inhaled into his body during the fierce battle were like strong acids, eroding the lobes of his lungs.

Contribution and healing are not a panacea.

In a short period of time, repeated stimulation of cell division, swelling, replication and regeneration, various side effects and sequelae are sure to occur.

This is as if it does not mean that relying on the medicine of tigers and wolves to obtain the superficial majesty means that it can really sing songs night and night, and turn the phoenix upside down.

Meng Chao only felt that Venus was shining in his eyes, and the sky was spinning, and even his fingers were as muddy as mud, as if he had really taken too much of the medicine of the tiger and wolf.

Knowing that he could no longer activate the Healing Technique without restraint, his cells and even his soul needed to breathe.

He gritted his teeth and used his last bit of strength to pounce next to the corpse of "Blood Slaughter" Gao Yang.

After a while, he fumbled for a while, and soon, on the right leg of the corpse, he felt a very strong tactical bag.

Untie the tactical bag and open it, it is full of first-aid medicines, simple suturing and bandaging tools, a few genetic potions and high-energy nutrients, a few high-purity crystals that can act as hard currency, three bearer large-value consumption cards that are common in the nest city, and a small communicator.

"Blood Massacre" Gao Yang has a lot of experience in escaping, and he knows that he will be approached by enemies and bounty hunters every minute, and he may not have the opportunity to clean up his belongings every time.

Therefore, he packed all the necessities for PUBG survival in this small tactical bag, but he didn't think that it was cheaper than Meng Chao.

Rumble!

Boom!

Boom Boom!

The explosion overhead was violent again.

This time, it seems to have happened two or three floors above.

The heat waves fell from the sky like a waterfall.