Chapter Seventy-Eight: Killing Techniques (5)
But just after Carlo fell, he twisted his body and immediately got up again, but obviously, his body leaned to the side, and the steps under his feet were also staggering to one side, looking at his consciousness, he was still in a trance, but his hands remained in a defensive action, such a state and posture was funny, but no one on the scene laughed, because everyone was staring at Vito, waiting for him to give Carlo a fatal blow in such a good situation.
However, Vito stood there and did not take advantage of the victory, and his behavior surprised everyone. Is he going to give Carlo a chance? Doesn't he know that once Carlo comes to his senses, the two may not have such a chance again when they fight to the death. It can be said that the opportunity cannot be missed, and the loss will not come again.
"Vito 1000, are you going to give Mr. Carlo another chance to turn the tables? Or do you feel absolutely sure that you can win in the end? Yao Shiqi said in a mocking tone on the sidelines. Vito gave him a cold look, and suddenly roared angrily: "No, I don't want to kill, I don't kill." "It's up to you, because the choice is not in your hands, you will face three situations, the first is to kill your opponent, the second is that you are killed by your opponent, and third..."Yao Shiqi's tone paused, as if he deliberately emphasized something, "You were forcibly eliminated because you didn't carry out the instructor's orders." During the training, the instructor corps has such powers. Now you get the idea! ”
During his work in the city-state police department, Vito was accustomed to seeing this kind of mandatory rule system, and now he heard something similar on Infernal Island, in fact, he should have turned a deaf ear, but he didn't think so, because this time it was a major event related to his own or other people's lives, even if this person had nothing to do with him, it was dispensable, but after reading a large number of philosophical classics in the basement warehouse of his police department headquarters, out of respect for life and conscience of human nature, he couldn't do it, and under Yao Shiqi's persecution, he was especially angry.
At this point in the conversation between the two, Carlo had adjusted his physical state, found his balance, and regained consciousness, he did not hear the conversation between the two, but he remembered his current situation and what he was going to do, he roared, like a wild beast, baring his teeth and claws to pounce on his prey, tearing him apart, tearing him apart.
This is what Yao Shiqi wanted to see, he smiled coldly, and then took out his wide sunglasses and covered half of his face. As if worried about the blood on the field splashed on his face for a while.
Vito had no time to argue, Carlo bit him like a honey badger, and launched a fierce attack, if he was hit, the body would be hit hard, and the consequences would be serious. However, what made Vito start to feel anxious was not the situation on his side, but Fei Linan, because Qiu Wuxian had martial arts before he went to the island, at that time, he was the strongest one, and the opponent against him at this time was not chaotic, and there was no defeat for a while, and with Vito's understanding of him, he was hidden, and he should not want to let others, or someone, see where he came from, so there was no need to worry. But Felinan is different, he should be an official eunuch, but for some reason he was sent to this Infernal Island, by this tempering, his mind is flexible, but his physical fitness is average, just a normal person's physique, after this period of physical training has been enhanced, but to say that in the face of such a life-and-death confrontation, he can't take advantage of it at all, not to mention that the opponent's physique is much stronger than him, after more than a dozen rounds of fighting, he stumbled under his feet, his body was messy, he was out of breath, and he retreated, only the ability to parry, There is always a danger of being knocked down, and once knocked down, it can be a fatal disaster.
Do you really have to kill! Vito's heart was tangled into a lump of hemp, seeing Carlo pressing forward step by step, he retreated again and again, but there was no long eyes behind him, he stepped on a clod of soil, his feet fell down, his body leaned back, and he fell backwards, and at the moment he fell to the ground, Carlo who caught up with him was happy, his eyes were fierce, and he was murderous, and he raised his foot and stepped on his chest, as long as he was trampled on, his sternum would definitely be broken. Vito twisted his body on the spot, rolled on his side, and at the same time as rolling, he reached out to Carlo's other foot, grabbed his ankle, and pulled violently, Carlo's body lost his balance and fell down violently, Vito got up on the spot, grabbed his right arm with his left hand, raised his right hand, and was about to hit Kalo's temple, but when the hand was raised, he hesitated, his palm stagnated, and a voice in his heart shouted, don't kill.
Just as he hesitated, he felt someone shout, "Be careful. Feeling the wind rushing to his right cheek, he stretched out his right hand to block it, and grabbed Carlo's left hand, only to see that in his hand, there was a broken branch, one end was pointed, once it was poked in the vital point, it could also be fatal.
At this time, Carlo's palm was under his control, Vito flipped violently, Carlo couldn't bear the pain, his palm expanded, the branch fell to the ground, Vito let go of his hand, let go of him, and then turned around and rushed to Felinan's side, he wanted to help Felinan defeat his opponent, he didn't want his friend to have an accident. Carlo on the ground over there also rolled over, he suddenly ran to the sidelines, ran to a player, the team member didn't know what he was going to do, until Carlo reached out and ripped off his saber at his waist, there is no restriction on the wearing of this saber, when going out to exercise, some people wear it, and some people don't bring it, and those who don't bring it are the majority, Carlo pulled down the man's saber and pulled out the knife, and rushed fiercely towards Vito's back, Yao Shiqi next to him didn't stop it, in his opinion, this is not against the rules of the game, what he wants is the result.
There were still exclamations on the sidelines, after all, everyone has sympathizers and friends, the cry caught Vito's attention, he heard a strong wind coming from behind, and knew that it was Carlo catching up, he suddenly stopped and turned around, and then Carlo rushed in front of him, and the saber in his hand was raised backwards, drawing a cold light in the air, straight into Vito's chest.
Vito couldn't bear it anymore, he didn't want to kill, but he didn't want to be killed either, he let go of his opponent twice, but he was chased and killed by his opponent, and he let out a lament in his heart: I can't be blamed for this, and I don't want to.
Probe, flip, stab, three simple movements, Carlo's body was softly grasped by him in the chest, the saber was inserted in his lower abdomen, the sharp saber pierced the military uniform, only a little blood oozed out, but the person was no longer breathing. The corners of Yao Shiqi's mouth on the sidelines raised slightly, revealing a satisfied sneer, this is the result he wants.