Suddenly, the little nurse stopped her progress and stopped thinking of continuing to attack. Instead, he chose to re-examine the man delivering food in front of him, for fear that he would be an expert. But from beginning to end, I felt that there was nothing special about the man in front of me.

Thinking back to the man's chaotic pace in the dodge before, coupled with the extremely uncoordinated limbs. At the same time, the center of gravity is also unstable and shaky in the body shape. It doesn't look like a hidden connoisseur.

After analyzing the above information, the little nurse's tightly knit eyebrows suddenly stretched out comfortably, and she seemed to have confidence. In the end, the conclusion is that this delivery shit luck is too good. Luck to the point of unbelievable goodness, right! That's right! It must be luck that dominates!

The little nurse stared at the soldiers in the hallway. At the same time, the knees are slightly bent, the knife is in front, the palm is behind, and a pair of professional skills are opened. However, she didn't rush to make a move, but stood in place and took a deep breath, as if she was calming down her previous mood, and more like preparing for a general attack.

Suddenly! The little nurse dodged up without warning, and in the blink of an eye, she approached three or five meters forward, close to the Yan Bing. This time, she accelerated the frequency of her attacks, slashing, stabbing, picking, chopping, and cutting, all the techniques that could be used were not missed, and all the techniques that could be used were out of her pocket.

At a glance, the little nurse's close-quarters dagger technique, which is used to the extreme, is matched with the skillful body steps. In the movement between square inches, it looks less like a professional killer at all, but more like an elegant dancer. It is even more beautiful when viewed from a distance.

At this moment, the little nurse in front of her seemed to be performing her own dance on the stage. And the one who played with it was a drunk, stumbling drunk, who didn't match it at all.

The cold sharp blade that was pressing step by step slashed and successfully knocked over the takeaway in Yan Bing's hand. Looking at the takeaway fried rice scattered all over the place, Yan Bing just pouted, made a look of pity, pointed to the food on the ground, and said talkatively: "Hey, hey~~ You have to lose money on this." ”

His words completely annoyed the little nurse, and she was so angry that her whole head and face were red, and even the roots of her hair were red. In exchange for his desperate attack, it turned out to be a sentence to talk about, asking himself to compensate for the takeaway. This is simply a personal insult to oneself. It is also a kind of disrespect for one's own profession.

The little nurse in front of her was so hated that she gritted the upper and lower rows of silver teeth so creaking that her lungs exploded! I endured all kinds of shame in my heart, but I didn't fight back with any words, but waved the scalpel in my hand even more frantically, and once again faced it head-on, killing it at close range.

After a few rounds, the little nurse was already tired and panting, and sweat was oozing from her forehead. But her offensive posture has not changed, and she pointed at the Yan soldier in front of her with the tip of her knife as if to say: See how long your good luck can last.

On the other hand, Yan Bing was leisurely here, as if he had just finished a warm-up exercise, shook his arms and said nonchalantly: "Okay." The difference in strength is already obvious. You can't beat me. I advise you not to continue. Lose money, I'll leave after losing money. I still have 2 orders to deliver, and if I drag it down, the takeaway downstairs will be cold. ”

"Bastard! You're insulting me! Don't think shit luck has always been so good! The little nurse said with gritted teeth.

"What! Shit luck?! So why don't you try it and see if you can get out of it? Forget it, forget it~~~ I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Hey, hey, lose money. After speaking, Yan Bing spread his palm to the little nurse in front of him and motioned for her to hurry up and give the money.

"You're insulting me!!!" The little nurse looked at the man in front of her who kept begging for takeout money, and the anger in her heart was like lit gasoline, and she suddenly burst into the ground.

The little nurse mistakenly attributed all the factors to the word "luck", but in fact, she didn't realize that Yan Bing had been letting her go all along. Dodging once or twice is considered lucky, but if you can dodge such an attack, then I'm afraid the word "luck" will not work so well. What's more, it's still a professional killer.

"The skills are not as good as people, what insults are coming from there? But you have a lot of self-esteem, so I advise you to stop it as soon as possible. Otherwise, sit down now, and I'll drink a glass of water with you. Can you give me the money for takeout? Yan Bing's tentative dialogue is like pouring oil on the little nurse's smashed glass heart, sprinkling salt on the wound.

This glass-hearted little nurse, after obeying Yan Bing's words, was instantly angry and brightened a little brightly, obviously burning with a sense of shame that she had never felt before.

"How can this be !!!" Before the words fell, the little nurse who couldn't withstand the opponent's continuous mental attack didn't say a word, raised her hand and launched a second round of onslaught, but this time Yan Bing didn't choose to continue to retreat or dodge. Instead, he chose to make her understand the meaning of the word 'gap'.

He put away his previous amiable and stupid appearance, and instead stood in place with an expressionless face, his eyes suddenly cold.

In an instant, an endless killing intent erupted from behind the Yan soldiers. This killing intent is like coming from the abyss of hell, which is terrifying and suffocating. The air was filled with the smell of bloody rust, which made people shudder and go straight to the heart. It was as if you could hear the screams and wails coming from hell.

He... Arrive.... Bottom.... Be..... Who?

For the first time, this little nurse really felt like hell. This kind of killing intent is by no means something that can be formed in a day or two, let alone something that can be found casually, it is completely the kind of breath that can only be possessed after experiencing countless killings and coming out of the pile of dead people alive.

In the snap of her fingers, she immediately understood that she had made a serious mistake in judgment before, and simply thought that he was just 'lucky'. But everything seems to be too late now, and if you want to stop, I'm afraid it's too late.

In front of him, the man who was as terrifying as coming from hell was like a baby who had just learned to walk. This man is the real monster, like a hungry beast, patiently playing with the fowl, ready to take his own life at any moment.

It turns out that this is the so-called 'gap' in his mouth, the gap between life and death, and the gap between clouds and mud.

This sense of imminent death was something that the little nurse had never experienced in her life. The suffocating breath of death came to my face, and it was too late to regret it. She knew that the knife she stabbed was not meant to end his life, but her own.