The overturned table shattered into several pieces, and the wine glasses and bottles fell to the ground with a thud, shattering, and the glass shards burst and flew like sparks.

Cheapness is not for nothing.

Li Yan's outburst was like a little flame igniting a fuse, almost the moment the high table hit Abaningma's stomach, the three people closest to Li Yan raised their right foot sharply, and kicked Li Yan's right foot with a fierce and accurate low whip kick that Li Yan had not yet put down.

Unexpectedly, Li Yan's knees were raised, his calves were pressed forward, and his back heels were pushed forward, forcing the person with his legs to stumble, and he also tripped over the stool behind his body, looking a little embarrassed.

All this happened very quickly, Aba Ningma did not react to the pain, and in the end, the man took out a large-caliber pistol from his waist like lightning, and pushed it up at Li Yan's chin.

"Are you looking for death?"

The muzzle of the black hole hole stabbed Li Yan's chin, and the man roared viciously at Li Yan, as long as he pulled the trigger, the bullet would first shoot through Li Yan's throat, and then overturn his heavenly spirit cover, raising more than a meter of plasma.

Li Yan glanced at the man, his tongue against his upper lip, and spit on the man's nose.

The man looked stunned for a moment, but his anger drove his finger to pull the trigger directly.

Then I found that the trigger could not be pulled.

The man bowed his head suddenly, only to find that Li Yan was holding a spoon in his left hand, which happened to be inserted into the ring of the trigger.

Li Yan twisted his left hand, the steel spoon stirred the man's index finger, the man was in pain, his hand retracted, Li Yan grabbed the pistol, and smashed it against the wall on the left hand, just in time for the pistol to go off, the flames exploded, and the bullet shattered an empty wine glass.

The man took two steps back to steady himself, looked up and widened his eyes, looking a little shocked.

simply looked at each other, but the three of them couldn't suppress Li Yan's arrogance alone.

At this time, the entire fourth floor of the building roared and whistles rang out.

"Kill him."

"Three to one and still suffer?"

"One piece!"

Whether it is Aba Ningma or Li Yan, the people on both sides are in the ranks of the "newcomers" in the eyes of these people in the building, plus the people of the direct guard are above the top, and they love to ignore the miscellaneous troops of the forward base under Yin Xiong, and now that Aba Ningma is deflated, of course these people will take the opportunity to coax the seedlings and want to see their jokes.

Abaningma's face was ugly, he was usually beaten with an iron rod, and he could be silent, but he was blackened by the corner of the table. The laughter and whistling around him made him even more embarrassed.

He licked his lips, coldly pushed away the table in front of him, pulled out two cold tungsten steel daggers from behind his waist, one was aimed at Li Yan with his backhand, and the other was thrown with his hand.

Li Yan reached out to catch the dagger that was thrown, and raised his eyes to stare at Aba Ningma.

Aba Ningma's Chinese language seemed to be quite ordinary, and he shouted hoarsely at Li Yan: "Two knives, pour one out." ”

Li Yan smiled and threw the windbreaker on his shoulder on the chair, making a crisp sound of "pop". He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, raised the tip of the knife in his hand, and hooked his hand at Abaningma, the smell of gunpowder on the field was strong.

The other two looked at each other with hesitant expressions.

Li Yan's thinking is simple and clear, since he knows that these people will find trouble for themselves when they go out on a mission tomorrow, it is better to let this rabbit cub have some accidents tonight. Even if you do it alone, it's better than someone dragging your feet. Pushing said that he drank too much and had a quarrel, and he also said it in the past. Besides, Yin Xiongzhen arranged this person to be in a group with himself, and he didn't have any good intentions, Li Yan made a move tonight, and he couldn't say anything if he forgave him.

The people around him hid far away, giving way to a large open space, and Wei Dan held his huge rifle and sat between Li Yan and Aba Ningma, with his full chest on his arms and the lid of the wine bottle in his mouth, not knowing what to think again.

Name: Abbanima

Tier 3 Class: Wandering God

Wandering God? Lord.

Li Yan smiled secretly in his heart, he always said that he was a wandering god, and others thought so, but what does the real wandering god look like, Li Yan himself This is the first time he has seen it.

Dagger, for your sake, I'll play with you.

Li Yan clutched the handle of the knife tightly and walked forward step by step.

On Aba Ningma's body, there was a series of crunchy sounds of bones, followed by a fierce rush, and the tungsten steel dagger slashed at Li Yan's ribs. Li Yan stepped back, his right hand stabbed forward, Aba Ningma also leaned back, the rising blade bit Li Yan's wrist, wiped the back of his hand and slid over, Li Yan's fingers picked, the front grip became the reverse grip, the tip of the knife chiseled towards the back of Aba Ningma's hand, but it hit the back of the knife, making a crisp buzz.

Both of their waists maintained a certain arc, and the two daggers grazed the air in mid-air, emitting a dull sonic boom. But the two tungsten steel daggers barely made head-on contact, both licked each other's soft flesh and rubbed each other, and then retreated like a dragonfly, confronting each other for a short time, correcting their mistakes with high and low momentum, and then quickly slaughtering into a ball. There is no beauty at all, but the people who look at it are all cold.

"It's the same as Gu Won Bird, and the speed of the shot has been strengthened, but the reinforcement of the reaction can't keep up."

About three or four rounds, Li Yan already had a number in his heart.

The dagger is not his strong point, but it can be regarded as a strict discipline, and judging from Abaningma's reaction, this is a veteran of playing with short knives, and the so-called wandering god does have many similarities with feather walking.

It must be emphasized that it does not mean that if you strengthen your shooting speed several times, you can hit your opponent a few times more at a time. That's already in the scope of time-stop.

The dagger bit and entangled fiercely, and then suddenly separated, bringing out several deep or shallow wounds, the more hand-to-hand combat, the more tragic it became.

As soon as Li Yan thought of this, it was another rush attack, the dagger slashed fiercely from right to left, and the blade swept through Aba Ningma's throat, bringing out a few drops of blood, but he sold half of his body to Aba Ningma!

Abaningma's arms and face were bloodstained, but her eyes lit up suddenly! Gritting his teeth and raising his right hand, the tip of Xueliang's knife tore open the fishy air and chiseled it down towards Li Yan's neck!

Li Yan didn't raise his head, jumped back suddenly, changed the dagger from his right hand to his left hand, and held the back of the knife back, so that the slightly arced blade was close to his arm.

Li Yan stretched out his left arm to protect his head and face, and a pair of calm eyes containing the storm stared at Aba Ningma's creepy bones!

At that moment, Abaningma's heart was as alert as the tide!

But the arrow is ready to fly, and it has to be sent.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Aba Ningma swung his blade, sweat in strings, and smashed several knives into Li Yan's left arm, the friction of Lang accompanied by violent sparks.

The footsteps of the two were chaotic and interacting, and suddenly, everyone could only hear a dull sound of a sharp blade cutting into flesh and blood, three blood-stained fingers snapped to the ground, and the blade in Li Yan's hand flipped over, poking straight into Abaningma's collarbone, stirring it with force!

Thump~

Abhanima fainted and fell to the ground.

Li Yan threw down the dagger, and there was no drunkenness in his eyes.

"Take him to the doctor."