The black man was knocked down, let out an angry reprimand, and stabbed the white man with the knife in his hand with his backhand, and the blood flowed!

A few bottles of water, a few loaves of bread. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info may just be something that can be bought for less than ten bucks, but for these people who can't find food on a desert island, it's their only lifesaver!

If you can grab this food, you will be able to live, and if you can't grab it, you will starve to death! Therefore, it is understandable that these people are so desperate.

The flesh and blood of the white man, how could he withstand the beating of the two of them, not to mention that one of them was holding a knife, and the knife saw blood! Therefore, ten seconds later, he had already collapsed in a pool of blood, convulsions and slowly swallowed his breath.

And just when the two blacks breathed a sigh of relief, a black shadow pounced out under the moonlit night, and suddenly hugged the black man with the knife from behind, and then separated in an instant, and a line of blood splashed in the moonlight!

It was the white man with the knife before, who pretended to be stunned and fell to the ground, but in fact, he took advantage of the distraction of the two black men to quietly retrieve his weapon from the ground, and lurked behind the black man, directly cut his throat, and killed him with one blow!

The white man did not know whether he was deliberately using his companion as bait or if he was full of calculations. But his choice was completely correct, that is, to kill the most threatening black man with the knife first, and then with the advantage of the weapon in his hand, he could still have a great advantage.

It's just that he miscalculated.

I don't know if the black man was originally righteous and thin, or because he had established a deep relationship with another black man in the past two days, after the death of his companion, he roared angrily, and he actually pounced on the white man with a knife without saying a word!

Whites are also embarrassed. He had been kicked in the face by the black man - you know, there is a saying in martial arts that he would rather take ten punches than eat a kick, and the slang also says that the arm can't twist the thigh. It means that the strength of a person's legs is definitely greater than the strength of his arms.

The white man was kicked on the front door, looking at the twisted nose, he was afraid that the bridge of the nose would be kicked off, and he could stand up again without being fainted by the pain, even if he was a man. But even so, it was dizziness and weakness in the limbs.

If it takes a while, maybe things will get better. But the process of lurking with the knife and then bursting out to kill people really consumed a lot of energy, so that his limbs were a little weak at this moment.

Therefore, after being pounced by the black man, both of them fell to the ground, and the knife in their hands was taken out again because they were not held steady.

The black man opened his bow left and right, hit the white man in a circle, and hit the white man in the face with a heavy blow, directly knocking the latter unconscious. The black man did not stop, turned his head and picked up the knife from the ground, stabbed the white man in the chest, and watched the blood come out of the wound one by one, and then he let out a long snort and tumbled off the white man's corpse.

The black man lay on his back on the grass, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and thought that he had become the only victor in the end, and that he could possess the food alone, so that for at least three days he would not have to worry about survival, and he felt refreshed, and his tiredness seemed to be greatly reduced.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of shoes bending the grass, and then a black shadow covered the moonlight and imprinted on the black man's face.

The black man was suddenly startled, and without saying a word, he bent his legs and kicked towards the shadow, but the touch of feedback was as if he was stepping on the tough and thick leather, and the figure was as calm as a mountain, and after being kicked, his body did not even shake slightly.

"The Longo Lango Plank is activated, and the damage taken is 0.5 points, and the current cumulative value is 0.5 points. ”

This figure is naturally Chen Xing.

He observed the terrain on the side, chose a place that was the easiest to hide and the easiest to ambush, and hid, originally thinking that one side would win, get the spoils of war and leave, so he was ready to fight with one enemy and two enemies. But I didn't expect that in the end, only the last person left in the field died.

Seeing this man lying on the ground exhausted, Chen Xing knew that it was time for him to appear.

The black man rolled backwards with the force of a kick and quickly stood up. I thought that the other party would take advantage of this to pursue, but I didn't expect that figure to stand in place, without the slightest intention of chasing!

Then, by the moonlight, the black man saw the face of the person opposite.

The yellow race, about 1.75 meters tall, was slightly thin in the cold moonlight, his hands were empty, and judging from his eyebrows, he was still a young man.

The black man breathed a sigh of relief and laughed wickedly.

He was weary from the battle. But I expect to face such a "thin" kid, I am still sure to win.

"No one can take away the fruits of victory!"

The black man roared, and he had already pounced on Chen Xing bravely, punching him hard in the shoulder.

The latter remained motionless, as if frightened and stupid, and took the blow alive. It's just that the touch of hitting the tough cowhide resurfaced, and the seemingly thin kid in front of him was still as stable as Mount Tai under this punch!

The black man felt a trace of weirdness for no reason, and punched frantically, hitting Chen Xing's head, chest, and shoulder, but all the strength seemed to sink into the sea, and the guy on the opposite side was like a silent boulder, not knowing the pain, only silently bearing it but never fighting back.

"The Longo Lango Plank is activated, the damage taken is 1 point, and the current cumulative value is 1.5 points. ”

"The Longo Lango Plank is activated, and the damage taken is 0.5, and the current cumulative value is 2. ”

"The Longo Lango Plank is activated, and the damage taken is 1.5 points, and the current cumulative value is 3.5 points. ”

"The Longo Lango Plank is activated, and the damage taken is 0.5, and the current cumulative value is 4. ”

“......”

The black man gasped, his hands on his knees, and half-squatted in front of Chen Xing.

He was already tired, and under the courage of his heart, he threw seven or eight punches in a row, but as the opponent was silent, a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart. This feeling of powerlessness affects his physiology psychologically, making him feel that he has reached the limit of both body and mind, and he has no strength to speak.

At this time, the figure moved for the first time.

He took only one step forward and slapped the black man on the chest. It seems to be a slow palm, but there is the sound of a tiger!

The black man shuddered, his feet slightly off the ground, his mouth wide open, his eyes protruding, and then he fell to the ground heavily, blood and saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, twitching like a dying frog, and on his chest, a clear mark was deep in the skin—look at the outline, it was like a palm!