"No, he almost died at James' hands...... You're still alive, but it seems to me that you're no different from dead...... Because you've lost your qualifications to be a human being!"

The night breeze was blowing through Jacob's coat and hunting, and he looked at Grington with a sneer, the mockery in his eyes was undisguised, "A cannibal can no longer be considered a human being, but can only be called a beast, a ghoul......"

"Hey, hey, hey...... Yes...... Hahaha...... There is no one in the world or a beast, only life! or death! Joe is dead, and I need to live! live to avenge both of us! I think Joe will agree......"

Greenton's stiff body slowly straightened, revealing his ghost-like face. Empty eyes looked directly at Jacob, and the scarlet tongue slowly licked the blood from the corners of his mouth, as if he was aftertaste, and as if he was intoxicated, he moaned: "Oh...... What a sweet taste it was! I could feel Joe and I becoming one. My body, my strength, my speed...... I'm getting stronger!"

Looking greedily at James's lifeless body, Glynton slammed his mouth with salivation, shook his head and looked full of regret, "It's a pity that you started too quickly! The essence in the blood has been lost, and after a while, the food will no longer be fresh......"

"Whew-"

Grinton pulled out the short sword more than a foot long from his waist with his backhand, and the cold and glistening blade was aimed at Jacob and pounced, "My stomach is already growling, Joe can't wait to see Frank! As for you...... Hey, hey, hey...... Boy, I'll treat you as my after-dinner snack......"

"Hey—Greenton, you're disgusting!

Slowly arched himself and held the hunting knife in his hand without loosening or tightening. Jacob's cold eyes stared at Glinton, quickly analyzing the strength data of both the enemy and the enemy.

In the afternoon, I saw Grinton slam his glass into the bar with a blow in anger, and the force of his blow was about 300 kilograms. And it was still Grinton sitting on a barstool, not gathering the strength to play. Then estimate, his strength must be at least four or five hundred kilograms. Looking at the speed at which Greenton dodged the gunfire just now, it was clear that his speed and reaction speed were not slow.

And Jacob looked at his own strength. Jacob's strength now is only that of an ordinary adult, about 1.2 to 1.5 times his own weight, i.e., his strength is about 100 to 120 kilograms.

Neither strength nor speed can match Glinton. The only thing Jacob can rely on is the national art he has practiced for many years in his previous life, as well as the combat experience he has gained from his scars in countless actual battles.

"Huh?!"

When Jacob was analyzing the strength between him and Glinton, the attribute panel suddenly appeared in his mind, and the cold voice of the system suddenly sounded.

"In view of the host's stupid behavior at this time, the system suggests that the host allocate ability points before fighting!"

"Ability points?!"

Jacob suddenly remembered the properties panel he had seen during the afternoon upgrade. He hurriedly opened the attribute panel in his consciousness.

Jacob Frye (m): Grade: Grade 1.

Experience: 200/5000.

Title: Nobody.

Life: 51.

Spirit: 51. Normal adult male 50.

Strength: 51. Normal adult male 50.

Speed: 51. Normal adult male 50.

Health: 51. Normal adult male 50.

Weapons: .357 Colt revolver, .357M1860 Henley barrel bead gun, stainless steel hunting knife.

Capacity Distribution Points: 5.

Skill: To be activated.

Mission: Not yet accepted.

There are still five ability points that are not assigned.

In terms of strength, Jacob and Grington are too far apart. And in terms of speed, there is no difference. Besides, as the saying goes: The world's martial arts are invincible, only fast and unbreakable! As long as the speed is fast and the reaction speed is fast, then it is completely possible to catch the opponent off guard and have no ability to parry.

Without thinking, Jacob added five ability points to speed. Then he felt a stream of heat brush over his body in an instant, and suddenly felt much more relaxed, as if he could fly to the sky by stomping his feet. Jacob knew it was just an illusion, an illusion that came with getting faster and faster.

These things were done almost in the blink of an eye, and Grinton on the other side laughed maniacally when he heard Jacob's words, "Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

Woooo

Greenton grabbed his shirt and tore it off, revealing his muscular body. He pointed to his heart and smiled wickedly at Jacob, "Remember what I just said, the treasure map in your hand is incomplete...... Only when combined with my treasure map is a complete treasure map! So, it's up to who is ashamed to say it. If it's me, hehehe...... You remember to be careful not to break my skin. And if it's you, hehehehe......"

Jacob has assassinated so many people, fought with countless kung fu masters, and seen the darkest scene in the world, but he is disgusted and spit on a perverted cannibal beast like Glinton. Moreover, at this moment, Glynton wanted to eat his other companion, and even Jacob.

This is unbearable for anyone with a normal conscience. And Jacob is still a man of conscience, although he does not count murder.

"Beasts, die!"

With a shake of the hunting knife in his hand, taking advantage of the lightning and thunder, Jacob's tongue bloomed and thunder roared, and he bowed down and kicked the ground hard. With a snort, the cowhide boots under his feet were twisted and deformed in an instant, and the tough cowhide almost rotted. Rub - with this tremendous momentum, Jacob rushed towards Grington with a strange pace. This is Jacob's unique skill - Ayumi Flowers!

In Greenton's eyes, Jacob is like a drunken prince and grandson in the garden, his face is elegant and graceful, and the leaves in the thousands of flowers do not touch his body, as if he is slow and fast, his sleeves fluttering, and the distance of ten meters under his feet is crossed within a snap of his fingers. The cold and cold hunting knife held in Jacob's hand seemed to turn into a flower picked during a visit to the garden, shy and dewy, and casually inserted into the beauty's cloud sideburns and hair, adding a touch of spring to the beauty's head......

"Ahh

Greenton's eyes widened with rage, and a look of incredulity flashed across his hideous rotten face. When had he ever seen such a magical national martial arts, and it was a national art that had been beaten out of Shen Yun. When the cold edge of the hunting knife approached the center of Glinton's eyebrows, and a little cold star had already pierced his eyes, Glynton woke up like a dream. Where are these delicate flowers, which are clearly sharp blades that kill people.

But by this time it was too late to dodge. In his hurry, Greenton could only tilt his head back quickly, hoping to dodge the fatal blow to the head.