In a small lounge in the cafeteria, a man with a short character was kneeling on a tatami mat, and he suddenly lowered his head sideways, and his head slowly shifted with the faint sound of footsteps outside.

He stood up suddenly, and gently pulled the door open.

The emergency light outside the door shimmered at night, and he was hidden in the darkness of the room, his head slightly lowered, his eyes slightly drooping, and fell on the kitchen uniform on his body. He seemed to cherish the overalls, and reached out to gently dust off the dust that was not there.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the hallway, and his head was tilted.

Two people.

He took a step with a blank face and turned around.

The dim emergency light shrouded the man's entire figure in the shadows, and the gloomy image couldn't help but be magnified a lot, especially in such a base, such a night, such a clean and dusty corridor, and a man in such a clean and clean manner.

At the end of the corridor, Cheng Jiayi and Du Yiyi had just turned a corner, only to see a white shadow silently appear in front of them.

There was no half-minute prompt in the headset, and the muzzle of the micro-punch gun in the hands of the two people was raised, the fingers were snapped, and the tongue of fire whistled away.

The man was startled by the sudden bullet, but his body jumped quickly, and he retracted back into the door at an incredible speed, only to hear the crackling sound of the bullet hitting the steel door at the end of the corridor, and there was a sudden silence outside.

The man's heart couldn't help but gush out of anger.

In a flash, he had already seen clearly the appearance and clothing of the two people who were shooting with guns - could it be that if they mutated, they would abandon tradition?

The tradition in the hearts of men is deeply ingrained, even on the battlefield, how can one side use weapons, especially guns and bullets, even if the opposite side is a teenager.

Just because it is a teenager is unforgivable, and a teenager should learn to abide by the spirit of the samurai!

Anger rose between his eyebrows, and he decided to teach such a hard lesson to such a person who didn't know the importance and didn't know how to follow the rules.

The moment the bullet stopped, he jumped out, with a slight touch of his feet, his body slightly sideways, and threw himself at the two of them.

Cheng Jiayi and Du Yi knew that they had encountered a powerful one when the bullets were missed, both of them were used to close combat, and they also knew that at this speed, as long as the bullets stopped, people would pounce.

Wei Chong threw it forward, stretched out his hand and pulled out the sharp knife, and saw that Wei Chong threw it, and suddenly there were more white shadows in front of him, and he avoided the two thrown micro chongs in a flash.

Du Yiyi's body sank, but suddenly it fit like a cannonball, and Cheng Jiayi followed closely behind, but he didn't grab Du Yiyi.

"Bang", Du Yi hit the wall one by one, but it was the person who was extremely fast, and he dodged Du Yiyi's collision in a flash, and pushed back, Du Yi was stressed twice, and the force was not retracted, this time the impact was extremely hard, the wall shook suddenly, and a large piece of wall skin was knocked off, raising dust.

With a backhand push, the man was almost close to Cheng Jiayi.

Cheng Jiayi has never underestimated the enemy, especially this enemy seems to be very powerful, and when he rushed over, the sharp knife in his hand was raised first.

It's just that Cheng Jiayi is fast, and that person's speed is even faster, just for a moment, Cheng Jiayi's heart, the feeling of extreme danger suddenly rose again.

This feeling before the danger came, Jiayi had been rescued several times, but this time, when this feeling suddenly rose, it was accompanied by a few other words: It's too late.

Cheng Jiayi didn't know how these words appeared in his mind, but for a moment, he didn't have time to make any other reactions, and the sharp knife in his hand suddenly pushed forward.

In the line of sight, an expressionless face suddenly pasted over, and a pair of eyes on it looked at her suspiciously, as if to suck her gaze in.

The subordinates felt a strong resistance, only to hear a "snap", and the strength of the subordinates was empty, and the blade of the sharp knife was actually broken into two.

Cheng Jiayi's knife was all out, and he didn't stay behind, and under inertia, he saw the annoying face in front of him, and he couldn't help but swoop forward.

In a moment of crisis, she raised her left hand forward to push the man away. She was fast enough, at least not before she had met anyone faster than her, but as soon as she raised her hand, she saw a fist smash into her face with lightning speed.

It's too late.

These four words appeared in her mind again, Cheng Jiayi's unwillingness to admit defeat was still there, her body deviated as much as possible along the force of inertia, but her left hand suddenly turned into a claw regardless of the ground and grabbed it.

"Bang!"

Cheng Jiayi's fingers were claw-shaped, and the man's fist had already grazed her nose and landed on her barely deviated cheek, and suddenly, her head "buzzed", and her brain seemed to be broken.

A warm heat welled up in his mind, but Cheng Jiayi was stunned at this moment, his eyes were full of white light, he couldn't see anything clearly and couldn't feel it, he just fell to the wall with the force of the blow.

She didn't see or hear it, Du Yiyi had already hit the wall and turned around, just as she saw the man punch Cheng Jiayi's cheek.

Since the mutation, in every battle, Cheng Jiayi has stood in front of Du Yiyi and blocked all the damage for him. But when Du Yiyi blocked in front of Cheng Jiayi for the first time, Cheng Jiayi was hit hard.

Du Yiyi's eyes were red.

Cheng Jiayi couldn't hide from that person! This thought flashed, Du Yi stepped down with force, pounced again, jumped on the man from the back, raised his hand and grabbed the man's hair and pulled it hard.

In a hurry, Du Yiyi forgot all the ways to play, and just wanted to buy time for Cheng Jiayi to recover, and even forgot to protect himself.

The man's hair was pulled suddenly, and he grabbed Du Yiyi's collar with his backhand and lifted it vigorously.

If it is a bystander, this mention will immediately knock the person from behind and knock him to the ground, and maybe immediately step on one foot, so that he can no longer get up.

But Du Yiyi was still tense at this time, his whole body was as hard as a stone, and all his strength was concentrated on the two hands of the man, and the man lifted it hard, only to hear the sound of "stabbing", and the camouflage uniform that Du Yiyi explained was torn, and the man only grabbed a strip of cloth in his hand.

This sound brought back Du Yiyi's reason, and his hand holding the man's neck was raised, and his two hands grabbed the man's head, his eyes flashed, and he saw that Cheng Jiayi's body hitting the wall was sliding down the wall, and his eyes were about to split.

With the exertion of his hands, he wanted to break the man's neck. The man grabbed the air with one hand, and grabbed Du Yiyi's wrist with the other hand, and grabbed the hand that was grabbing his hair with the other hand.

It was as if a pair of iron claws were grasping Du Yiyi's hands, even if Du Yiyi's strengthened body was as hard as a stone, he felt a painful pain.