Looking at the returning Soul Fixing Needle, the hair on my head stood up like a hedgehog.

With such a close distance, how do people dodge?

'Bang. ’

Just when I was in a hurry and at a loss, there was a muffled grunt.

Immediately afterwards, the Soul Fixing Needle suddenly had a large deflection.

Let me escape.

What happened?

I craned my head and flashed a flashlight to the whole room.

Stunned, Tian Xinyuan, for some reason, stood next to the 'old driver', holding the rusty iron rod in his hand, which reached the forehead of the 'old driver'.

Obviously, the previous muffled humming sound was caused by Tian Xinyuan, a stick knocked on the head of the 'old driver'.

The forehead of the 'old driver' was instantly opened.

Blood, like a waterfall, was left down his forehead.

made his originally kind face as hideous as Shura's killing god.

The 'old driver' was in pain, and he was furious, and with a flick of his hand, there were more than a dozen soul-fixing needles, and at the same time flew out of the sewing box, and in an instant, Tian Xinyuan was pierced into a hedgehog.

Tian Xinyuan was pierced by the 'old driver', and immediately screamed again and again, and fell to the ground again.

Tossing and turning.

"You kid......"

The 'old driver' looked at Tian Xinyuan's eyes and was puzzled: "Why, why can you recover so quickly......

People who have not been sucked by the seven bitter worms will definitely not recover so quickly......

Could it be ......

Have you ever eaten sugar too? ”

But Tian Xinyuan was rolling on the ground in pain at the moment, and at this time, he wouldn't hear anything to him.

And the 'old driver' didn't really want to know the answer to this question, after he kicked Tian Xinyuan away, another row of silver needles swept towards me.

But I stood up.

The eyes, like divine soldiers, are extremely sharp.

With a 'whoosh', a dagger appeared in my hand, and in an instant, I shot it like a cannonball.

"I've seen your hand......

Do you think it will still work for me? ”

The 'old driver' sneered again, and the silver needle suddenly drew a 'Z' arc in the air, dodging the dagger.

Then he came straight to my door.

But in the next second, the 'old driver's face became panicked.

He suddenly realized that the dagger I flew out was not a soul needle flying in the air at all, but his fingertips.

Not bad.

Tian Xinyuan's previous stick not only saved me, but more importantly, he let me discover the secrets of these soul fixing needles.

The silver needle does not spin in circles in the air for no reason.

It was the old driver who operated it.

To be precise, it is the old driver, the silk thread in his hand.

He wrapped a very thin silk thread around his fingers.

Then the silk thread is passed through the pinhole of the soul fixing needle, and after the soul fixing needle is thrown out, the movement trajectory of the soul fixing needle is changed by pulling and dragging the silk thread.

His hand can't help but make me think of the evil cultivator Qiu Yuemei in the Dasheng Textile Factory, who can also manipulate silk threads.

The black-nosed clown is a product of Qiu Yuemei's creation, and it is not unusual for 'he' to master Qiu Yuemei's killing moves.

Therefore, it is pointless to blindly dodge these soul fixing needles, only attacking the 'old driver', so that 'he' is overwhelmed, and there is no time to manipulate the soul fixing needles, which is the correct solution.

I secretly said a fluke at the moment, but fortunately, Tian Xinyuan and I designed a scene before, breaking the right hand of the 'old driver',

Otherwise, the 'old driver' has sound hands and manipulates the silver needle together, and in this extremely dark environment, the silver needle, which is as small as a mosquito and a fly, flies at high speed, and no one can resist it.

Looking at the flying knife that I was heading straight for him, the old driver was frightened, so he shook his hand, let go of the thin thread wrapped around his fingertips, and retreated to avoid the dagger.

The Soul Fixing Needle, out of the control of the 'old driver', instantly lost its power, crooked, and was easily dodged by me.

I dragged the poplar leaves with my backhand, clenched my fists, and took a step forward, just like to slap the sewing kit in 'his' hand.

But the 'old driver' is not a good stubble.

How can the people who can play us around one after another, how can they be easy to deal with?

In the face of my attack, 'he' didn't hurry, patted the sewing box, a few spinning needles fell into his hand, and then shook, and 'he' pinched between his fingers.

The 'old driver' clenched his fists, and between his fingers, there were gleaming needles.

Immediately, it met my fist.

I was shocked, if it was a normal time, I and the 'old driver' punched, naturally no problem, but at this time, if I hit 'his' fist again, my hand would definitely be pierced by needles, not to mention, the needles were also stained with the terrifying powder of the seven bitter insects.

I hurriedly stepped back.

But the 'old driver' chased after me, and I was forced to take a step back, and the 'old driver' stuck my position and gained the upper hand. I could only retreat and retreat, and in the blink of an eye, I took a few steps back, and as I saw it, I was about to retreat to the corner.

Once I was stuck in a corner, I was like a white rabbit in a cage, only to watch myself be slaughtered.

Therefore, there must be no further retreat.

I shouted angrily and prepared to fight hard.

But at this time, the 'old driver' seemed to be shocked by my momentum and took a step back.

Although I am puzzled, but at this moment, the 'old driver' is wide open, and his whole body is full of flaws, if he can succeed in one blow, he will definitely give me an advantage, and the pressure of 'him' will have no chance to get out of the needle.

And blindly dodging only delays the time of my death.

Therefore, even if I knew that this scene might be a trap laid by the 'old driver', I could only bite the bullet and punch it with all my strength.

But things are not as simple as I thought.

At the moment when I swung my fist and rushed forward, a sinister smile appeared on the old driver's face.

My heart chuckled.

But at this moment, the old driver's hand holding the spinning needle was restrained by me, and his legs were also tied to me.

What else could he do?

Where did his reliance on this evil laugh come from?

Soon, I knew what the 'old driver' was planning......

His hands dragging the sewing kit, as well as his legs, did not move, but his body shook violently......

Moving with him was his broken arm, which was knocked broken by Tian Xinyuan, hanging on his shoulder like a dead branch......

As his body shook, the broken hand, with a click, slapped at me in a strange pose.

His hand was so insidious and weird that I didn't notice it at all, and the hand was solidly photographed by him.

At the moment when I realized his intentions, I was still lucky, thinking that his severed hand would not be able to exert his strength at all, and it would not cause too much harm to me.

But I soon realized how insidious and vicious he was with all his painstaking efforts, even at the cost of using a blow from his scrapped arm.

This person's scheming is simply deeper than the sea.

His goal was not to hurt me or anything at all, but to knock out the flashlight I was holding in my hand......

This is the terrifying killing move he has been planning!

'Bang', the flashlight, was slapped by his severed arm, and my hand was slammed with a huge force, and I couldn't hold it.

Flashlight, dropped to the ground.

The room was instantly dark.

Can't see anything at all.

Flashlight, I'm not without spare.

I have one pinned to the waistband of my trousers.

The flashlight that was knocked out on the ground is not far from me.

But I closed my eyes in pain, knowing that I didn't have time to pick up or pull out a new flashlight.

Because of the 'old driver', he will never give me such a chance.

Sure enough, my flashlight was knocked down, and less than a second later, a sharp wind suddenly sounded in my ears.

'Old driver', shot again.

But under the black light, I can't see anything, how to deal with it?

My ears twitched, trying to determine the direction in which the Soul Fixing Needle was flying from the sound of the wind coming through my ears.

When I was at the Guard University, I had a drill course for blindfolded combat.

But the simulated opponent is nothing more than a thief with a petty theft.

At this moment, my opponent is a lightning fast flying needle, small in size, fast, and extremely deadly!

It's not the same thing at all.

The difficulty has simply increased dozens of times.

Soon, beads of sweat the size of beans poured up on my forehead.

After dodging two or three times, my nerves were on the verge of collapse and my head was going to explode.

This kind of thing is simply not an ordinary bother.