No one knows how many tea knives Sun An had on him, according to an eyewitness, he used more than twenty pairs in a battle, but it is also possible that the man was mistaken, there are only twenty, in any case, there are always a lot of them, and the specific number is only known to Sun An himself.

He is not picky about tea knives, he may fight with a five-dollar and a five-thousand-dollar battle at the same time, and he doesn't care how expensive the knife in his hand is, he will leave the five-thousand-dollar one in the enemy's body or body, and then hold the five-dollar battle to the end.

It's all about feel.

At this time, there were several tea knives stuck in the members of the action team, except for Jiang Wei, the members of Group B have been wiped out, but none of them died, they were all fatally injured, not the first aid on the scene can be saved, but if they are properly cared for, there is still a chance to live, and if they are not taken care of, they will definitely die.

This is also the reason why Sun An did not kill John, the wounded are always more useful than the dead, most of the injured people are unable to take care of themselves, and they don't want to watch their companions die, so the members of Group A must help, so that a wounded person can drag one or two people who are not injured; if the members of Group A do not take care of the members of Group B and watch them die, then they will have some guilt in their hearts, or they will be easily distracted when they are extremely angry and fighting.

In either case, it is beneficial to Sun An, even if the members of Group A do not treat their companions, they are not angry or guilty, and all the members of Group B fall down is a real attrition, except for a little effort, there is no harm.

As he expected, most of the members of Group A immediately ran to care for the wounded, except for three men, still with guns pointed at him, standing at the three corners of the equilateral triangle, surrounding him in the center.

Commander Harris quietly approached Sun An from behind, trying to catch him.

It's a matter of 50 million dollars and reputation, and their primary goal is to catch him, interrogate him, get the money back, and throw him in Guantanamo Pass for the rest of his life, there is really no way to catch and kill him, but then the money will not be recovered, and they can only bring the body back to earn some face.

Harris is over forty years old, and his physical strength cannot be compared to that of a twenty-year-old boy, but his fighting strength has not diminished in the slightest, and his rich experience will allow him to survive the worst-case scenario.

He approached Sun An, did not make any sound, did not bring any air current, as long as he took another half a step, he was confident that he could subdue Sun An within five seconds, and let Sun An fall into a safe coma within fifteen seconds. It was at this time that Sun An twisted his body and swung his knife.

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Harris snorted, his voice full of unwillingness.

He was just about to raise his hand, the knife had already come to his face, and the action was forced to stop like this, and he couldn't help but feel frustrated in his heart, but now was not the time to hesitate, the commander guessed that Sun An saw him from Jiang Wei's pupils, because her eyes had not turned to him, and she had covered it up very well, but Sun An still knew that he was coming, and had been waiting, and only when he got close enough did he move.

Without warning, it came too quickly, the tip of the knife was neither high nor low, just slashing towards the eye, the cold light of the blade flickered, slightly dazzling.

Harris can dodge, but it's hard to get so close, it's a pity to dodge, and this dodge will be passive, he believes that Sun An will definitely not let go of this opportunity.

But he didn't want his eyes to be cut by the tip of a knife.

As soon as his mind turned, the commander turned his head and shot, facing the blade with the side of his head, and at the same time punching his fist towards Sun An's throat, punching the throat can be fatal, Sun An must take action, in a passive state, Harris will also not let go of the opportunity to take the initiative.

But the timing of his shot was still a little late, and his hand had just been raised, Sun An's tea knife had already arrived, and the blade was cut from the tip of the ear, scraping the skull all the way, drawing out from the tip of the eyebrow, and pulling out a large hole about nine centimeters long.

The blood was surging, and the pain was so severe that Harris's right eye could not be opened, and he endured the pain and continued to swing his fist, but it was empty.

Sun An was ready to be counterattacked before he made a move, even if he twisted backwards, his whole body had not completely turned, and he dodged the fist that hit his throat, and he did not retreat, he also regarded this as a rare opportunity to get close to him, and compared with Harris, who was used to using guns, he preferred and was better at hand-to-hand combat.

He didn't wait for his body to turn completely, kicked the ground hard, and the whole person crashed into Harris's arms, the tea knife turned half a circle between his fingers, and held it with his backhand, and at the same time as the person crashed, the two knives pierced Harris's chest and abdomen at the same time.

This move is also swift and violent, if it is the other members of the action team, it is likely that the chest and abdomen will be stabbed or cut out of two wounds that are enough to cause inconvenience, but Harris is different, those people are the elite of the elite, he is the elite of the elite, he was stabbed just now because he was not well prepared, and he is ready to fight at this time, and he will not be easily injured again.

He also stepped back, and at the same time raised his hand to grab Sun An's arms, if he was grabbed by those big hands like iron pincers, it would be impossible to break free with Sun An's strength.

Sun An laughed "hey", the tea knife spun around his fingertips again, flexible like a flying dragonfly, and stopped in the blink of an eye, the knife was no longer held, but was held by the fingers, the index finger and ring finger pressed on the handle of the knife, the back of the middle finger was on the bottom, and the thumb tightly clasped the tip of the middle finger, pressing the nail shell as pale as snow.

"He's going to flick the knife!"

As soon as Harris realized this, two knives bounced up at the same time and flew into his eyes.

The handle of the tea knife is heavier, the blade is very light, and it is not suitable for use as a throwing weapon, but it is popped out at close range like this, even if the handle is smashed on the eye, it can also hit the human eye, and the abnormally sharp blade can knock out a hole almost where it touches, and the two tea knives may collide in the air, changing the flight angle and rotation direction, unpredictable, and dodging may hide on the tip of the knife.

After the knife was ejected, the nails of Sun An's two middle fingers quickly became as red as blood, which showed how powerful this bullet was.

Harris has thought of the best course of action in this real sense of "snap of his fingers", he did not hide, nor did he think about trying his luck and waiting for the tea knife to hit his face, but lowered his head to meet the tea knife and hit it, so that the tea knife will not hit his eyes, but his forehead, even if he hits the tip of the knife and the blade, it doesn't matter if he is scratched.

Anyway, there's already a big hole on the side of the head.

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