Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Secret War

As if the fireworks suddenly bloomed, within a breath, the hot stream that rushed through his face grazed Ji Qiu's shoulder with the rust pain like an awl, the cracking sensation of the skin and flesh being squeezed and the sour numbness of the broken bones surged up like flooding, snorted, and hurriedly shrank his head and dived, Ji Qiu flicked the muzzle of the gun in his left hand, and the bullets fired out quickly passed by him with a violent rumbling sound, and flew on the stone wall in the distance, and in the light and dark gunfire, the two saw each other's appearance clearly almost at the same time.

Bloodline!

The blood clan warrior in a standard robe, the conspicuous clan dress, the black clothes, black hair, black gloves, and even the sunglasses on his face are all familiar to Ji Qiu's memory.

Handsome is handsome, but unfortunately there is no self-style.

Without further words, Ji Qiu endured the pain, raised his hand and took an arrow step sideways, the flashlight swirled in his hand, and the knife in the tail stabbed straight into the arm and wrist of the other party's gun.

Laugh at!

Agitated by the pace, the sewage on the ground splashed up, and in a moment of darkness, Ji Qiu stabbed a knife straight on the handle of the gun, and the two staggered over, pulling the barrel with his right hand, the bullet splashed and strafed on the wall on the side, and the man behind screamed in pain, obviously hit by a stray bullet.

didn't have time to turn back, Ji Qiu's waist twisted, his right leg suddenly bounced back, his crotch was released, and his toes were reversed, like a flying arrow from the bottom up, kicking straight towards the man's chest.

Touch!

The man raised the handle of the gun according to the situation, and blocked Ji Qiu with the surface of the gun, the huge momentum made him lean up, shouted, the muzzle of the gun turned suddenly, and the continuous bullets made a zigzag arc on the wall, quickly extending towards Ji Qiu's head.

Ji Qiu gritted his teeth, the five toes of his right foot were tightened, and the leg raised in the air slammed for a moment, like a bracket that suddenly hovered, and squeaked against the gun.

The rotation of the muzzle of the gun stopped, the man's five knuckles turned white, his eyes roared, the handle of the gun rattled, the two of them used their legs and twisted their hands, and the two forces collided, and they instantly began to compare their strength.

The cold flowing water passed under the feet of the two, the two sides were stalemate with each other, and after a few seconds, Ji Qiu's right leg was raised and raised back, and such a strenuous posture was maintained for a while, but there was no sign of soreness and numbness, but the man's hand was bruised, and the muzzle of the gun was moved back a few points.

However, this is also the limit.

The distance between the two of them limits the exertion of strength, and with Ji Qiu's posture at this time, it is already extremely good to support the gun with his legs, and if he goes any further, the strength will be scattered indiscriminately.

The man obviously knew this, and seeing that the attack was blocked, he did not hesitate at all, he quickly took a step back, instantly out of Ji Qiu's leg range, the muzzle of the gun swung with the trend, and pulled the trigger again.

The man had a plan, and Ji Qiu was naturally on guard, as soon as his hind legs were raised, and before he could even step out, Ji Qiu had already taken advantage of a falling leg, and his right foot slashed down to the ground like a fierce axe.

Touch!

A large pool of turbid water splashes mixed with sand and other unknown particles rippled up from the ground, like a small wall of water blocking between the two, covering his mouth and nose with one hand, Ji Qiu spun forward, landed with his right foot, and raised his left foot violently, similar to before, a whirlwind leg kicked out instantly.

The arrow-like left leg passed through the water curtain and kicked straight at the man. Unlike before, this time it was aimed at the heart socket, but this time it was the head with a higher position.

As if dragging a big shield in his hand, the man turned the gun for the third time, and then reapplied the technique to the front door, and then pressed down fiercely, as if dragging down the floodgate, and smashed it into Ji Qiu's calf bone.

With a bang, the two sides crossed over, Ji Qiu's upper flipped, resisted the opponent's blow with a thick heel, turned his ankle to the left, and hooked the gun belt tied to the side of the man's gun handle......

The huge force in front of him surged, the man's body was suddenly unstable, he hurriedly bent his knees, his body sank down, the soles of his feet were forced, and his feet instantly fell into the mud under the water.

However, what he dragged back in a hurry was Ji Qiu's leaning back body and his legs that were holding the gun belt.

Ji Qiu sneered, the upper of the mixed brown unidentified object kicked out again, the calf swinged, and a backward sweep kicked the man's right head, and the man hurriedly avoided it, the man only felt a few drops of mixed black liquid thrown down the surface of his foot and on his face, the nausea just turned up from his stomach, and the cold gun had left his palm.

The right hand subconsciously poked out, and quickly fished forward, the man snapped his joint, his ring finger hooked the edge of the belt, and suddenly pulled hard, the cloth belt snorted, instantly contracted and tightened, and the submachine gun crackled in a big circle, and then shook and stopped in the air in front of the two.

"Uhhhh

"Cut..."Ji Qiu sighed in a low voice, his right hand touched his waist, and with a click, a sterling silver bullet was directly unloaded from the magazine by him, and his thumb flicked hard, like a silver-white shimmer, instantly shot towards the man's face.

Anyway, the guns are lost, so I don't need them now, but when I wait.

The cold wind hit, the man's eyebrows were numb, he subconsciously closed his eyes, crackled, the bullet was bounced on the bridge of his nose, a puff of green smoke quietly came out, as if he was suddenly stabbed by a steel needle, he screamed, his knuckles unconsciously loosened, Ji Qiu took advantage of the momentum, the two were against each other, the belt that had been stretched to the limit trembled violently, and several silk threads glued to the edge of the gun handle crackled instantly, and then the chain reaction started, only to hear a loud bang on the ground, and a belt echoed on Ji Qiu's legs, The whole submachine gun jumped into the air like a trampoline, and then a somersault fell into the sewage.

As soon as the strength between their hands was empty, the two people who were originally fighting suddenly couldn't contain their momentum, and they both involuntarily took a few steps back, and then quickly stood on the ground. The flashlight tumbled in Ji Qiu's palm, the tip of the knife fell obliquely forward, relying on the almost blind image and sound source in the darkness, he took a step under his feet, and in less than half a second, his figure bent up again, and no matter what position he was aiming at in front of him, he stabbed it directly.

The body is so light, the speed is so fast, looking directly at the burden behind him is nothing.

There is no light source, no image, only relying on intelligent hearing and body senses, under this strange condition, the battle between the two sides broke out again, Ji Qiu's left arm suddenly raised up, blocking the opponent's kick from the side, and the other hand quickly pierced out, directly meeting the opponent's iron knee that changed direction......

Boom!

The water splashed, and the two of them each took a few steps back, and then their bodies collided again, and the sound of low and angry roars and hand-to-hand combat collided once again in the empty depths of the earth.

This time the fight was more rapid, between the fists and palms, the man's heavy punches hit like a storm, Ji Qiu changed his usual hard fighting style, one hand upside down the sharp knife, the other hand held the palm to block, the body swayed up and down, like a male swallow soaring in the rainstorm, moving left and right with the opponent's movements, from time to time with intuition to stab a knife, on the man's well-proportioned trench coat scratches mixed with blood.

The battle continued in the dark, and the physical contact between the upper body of the two became more and more frequent, but the lower body did not have the slightest offensive except for the basic step offset, just like two heavyweight boxing champions facing each other in the ring, as if there was a strange rule in the darkness restricting the combat movements of the two.

Of course, this is simply because the silt flowing under the feet is too disgusting, and the environment is controlled, and the splash brought by the rapid kicking is too large, so in a few rounds of fighting, both sides tried to avoid the possibility of kicking, after all, unless it is absolutely necessary, no one wants to be inexplicably slapped in the face by a stream of liquid containing feces and urine in the darkness.