Hou Biao took off his visor, put the gun in his hat, and put his hat on the ground again.

He took a small step forward, his legs slightly bent, keeping his center of gravity steady and flexible at the same time. With his hands clenched into fists in front of his chest, his back hunched, his shiny bald head lowered slightly, buried between his fists to cover his face, and only his eagle-like eyes were staring at Aoki.

Since leaving the underground ring, Hou Biao has not put on such a posture for a long time. After becoming a mercenary, the goal changed from defeating the opponent to killing the opponent, and many of the skills in the ring were useless. In terms of killing skills, of course, it is a great soldier, but if you fight one-on-one with hand-to-hand, no matter how strong a soldier is, he can't beat a first-class professional fighter.

Hou Biao was an excellent mercenary, and the rainforests of Africa, the Middle East, and South Asia are full of traces of his battles; He is also a top-notch fighter who has a 43-3 record and 30 K fights in 46 fights in his career. Whether it was in the mercenary market or in the underground boxing ring in Thailand, his nickname "Monkey" was also famous. Although his current skills are not as good as before, in a city like Wuzhong, he really hasn't met any opponents.

Aoki was still lazy, slightly hunched back, as if he had just yawned all night at an Internet café. It's just that the hands that have been stuck in his trouser pockets are withdrawn, and his fingers are slightly curled.

Hou Biao faintly heard a few slight joint pops, and the sound was crunchy. He knew that only a true practitioner could make such a sound without moving. He glanced at the slap board on Aoki's feet, and then suddenly sprang out like a leopard, and slammed a straight fist into Aoki's face.

Aoki's footsteps moved slightly, and his body was on one side, dodging Hou Biao's fist, and at the same time, his right hand stood like a knife and cut horizontally. He obviously did not use modern fighting techniques, but a technique similar to that of ancient martial arts. He didn't know why he was using such a move, but he instinctively used it.

Hou Biao expected that his punch would inevitably fail, so that punch did not use all his strength, and when he saw Aoki dodging sideways, he had already retracted the force of his fist, raised his left arm to block Aoki's palm blow, and whipped his right leg towards Aoki's center of gravity leg.

Aoki hit Hou Biao's arm with a palm, as if he was slashing on a steel plate, only to find that this person's muscles were far stronger than he imagined. At this time, Biao's whip leg has arrived, Aoki pressed down with his left hand, pressed the tibia of the calf that Hou Biao threw over, grabbed it with five fingers, and sucked it on his leg like a suction cup, and then took advantage of the situation to pull out, and the gap in Hou Biao's lower plate was exposed. As soon as Aoki raised his left foot and smacked his leg, he kicked out of Hou Biao's crotch.

Hou Biao didn't expect Aoki's reaction to be so fast, and the palm of his hand was so big that he didn't expect it, and he almost fell to the ground with an unstable center of gravity. But he has a lot of experience in fighting, and he knows that his gap is exposed, and the opponent will inevitably attack his crotch, and without thinking about it, the right fist that he just withdrew smashed down towards his crotch, just hitting the instep that Aoki raised.

I heard a snapping sound, and the moment the fists and feet met, the two of them shook at the same time. Hou Biao only felt that the back of his hand was numb, and his knuckles hurt terribly, so he unconsciously let go of his five fingers and shook them. Aoki's instep wasn't much better, as if he had just kicked an iron hammer.

The two of them changed shapes and steps, and crackled a few more moves, all of which were electric and lightning, regardless of victory or defeat.

Hou Biao is getting more and more enjoyable, and he feels like he is back in the ring back then. But the boxing ring doesn't use killing techniques, so it's more like returning to the battlefield, but there is no such refreshing feeling of punching to the flesh on the battlefield.

Compared with Hou Biao, Aoki's feelings are more complicated.

It was the first time he had really been able to fight in close quarters with a human being, without relying on weapons or mental power, and it was a wonderful feeling. He almost relied on an instinctive reaction to fight Hou Biao, and every punch or kick was not in his plan, as if he were a marionette, and his body was being directed by another consciousness. But he vaguely remembered that he had learned these things, and he had quite a wealth of practical experience. He even had images of bloody battles in his mind, more intense and spectacular than the current fights. However, these pictures are independent and incoherent, and cannot provide him with more complete memory information, whenever he wants to connect these memory fragments, he feels that his head is big, he wants to be lazy, and even wants to lie down and sleep immediately, regardless of the current life-and-death struggle.

Hou Biao's elbow blow was blocked by Aoki's palm, and his right hand suddenly took out a dagger from his waist.

The gap he exposed when he touched the dagger gave Aoki a chance, and Aoki's palm knife stabbed Hou Biao's soft underbelly. Hou Biao felt a pain, his abdomen shrank back, and Aoki followed closely with a fist and sent forward.

If he uses all his strength this time, Hou Biao's ribs will inevitably be broken.

But at this moment, Hou Biao's dagger had been pulled out, and while Aoki broke Hou Biao's ribs, he was afraid that he would not be able to stop it, and his arm would inevitably be scratched, so he only used three points of force, leaving seven points to take his arm back, ready to deal with the dagger.

The so-called empty-handed into the white blade, that is in the case of a huge difference in strength, and now the two are between the two of them, and when they are fighting inseparably, the other party suddenly has an extra knife in his hand, and Aoki has to wait for it.

But Hou Biao didn't hold the dagger and slash it as he expected, but threw it forward, and the dagger slammed into the trunk of a tree beside Aoki.

Hou Biao was hit in the soft rib by Aoki, although it was fine, he also snorted in pain, covered his ribs and took a few steps back.

He slowly pulled out a wire from the belt around his waist and said to Aoki, "None of us can kill anyone without a blade." Dagger for you, I'll use this. ”

Aoki then knew that he was pulling out the knife to give him the knife, and his heart said that this guy was also a solid eye, and if he didn't say it in advance, if he didn't stop just now, his ribs would have been broken now.

Hou Biao rubbed the hit part under his ribs and wiped his shoulder. Then with an arrow step, the wire in his hand pounced on Aoki's face door like a spirit snake.

Aoki pulled out the dagger from the trunk of the tree, his eyes were quick, and he used the back of the knife to knock open the end of the iron wire in Hou Biao's hand, making a clanging sound.

The wire was made of unknown material, neither as soft as a rope nor as hard as a wire, and it snapped like a whip, but it made a loud metal impact when it collided with a sharp dagger.

Hou Biao missed the blow, whipped like a spirit snake, drew a circle in the air, and swept sideways. Aoki was short, dodged the whip, and stepped forward, the dagger in his hand flashed with a cold light, stabbing Hou Biao's chest. Hou Biao dodged, Aoki's wrist flicked, and the dagger turned half a circle on his wrist, still stabbing Hou Biao's chest.

Aoki's approach was unexpected. When training short-bladed killings in the army, there was no such method at all. This is not a modern fighting technique at all, it is more like it was used from ancient swordsmanship.

At this time, Biao's position has been set, and his pace is old, and he can't avoid Aoki's extremely weird thorn. But he was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he withdrew the wire in his hand in a hurry, held one end in each of his left and right hands, and twisted it back and forth, and the wire went around the dagger. With this bit of winding power, he was able to stop the momentum of the dagger's advance, and at this time, the tip of the knife had pierced into his clothes, and the skin on his chest was a little cold.

Taking advantage of the moment when Hou Biao's attention was all on the wire in his hand and the dagger on his chest, Aoki took advantage of the situation and kicked Hou Biao's supporting leg with the pull board. Hou Biao's center of gravity was unstable, and he watched himself fall forward and pounce on the dagger.