There are some things that don't need words to understand. For example, after Jerry saw the other party's movements, he already realized that the catwoman in front of him was definitely not a pedestrian who happened to be passing by, and it was not because the cat had the instinct to hunt mice. She, like him, was a hired killer. Like him, she, too, was tired of killing poor people who didn't realize death was coming, and was looking for prey worthy of her own shot. The problem is that it's worth the shot, it doesn't necessarily mean that the two sides are evenly matched, and for cats, it may just mean that the prey is more worth teasing before eating.

Dagger against claw, Jerry will not be afraid of losing at the beginning, and the fear of the tail is to show his weakness to the enemy, and the victory or defeat will be decided between a few rounds when the two agile fighters meet. His enemies clearly thought so, and Catwoman had no scruples about the two daggers, she had absolute confidence in her claws and skills, and she never fell behind in hand-to-hand combat.

Without the clash of weapons and the regrouping of the fight after three or five moves, the battle on the eaves was quiet and frantic, with the cloaked rat man and the catwoman in the cloaks in the cloak! On the other hand, the claws of his opponent can always leave blood marks on his body, or at least tear a piece of clothing.

Why? Why is this happening? Think fast, think about it! What's wrong, what tricks is she's playing? Realizing that the offense wasn't going to have the desired effect, Jerry's knife handling changed from a forehand to a backhand, and he began to use his defense to buy time. However, this delay ends when Catwoman's paws clasp on both of his wrists. In the latter's cruel smile, the sharp claws pierced deep into the nezumi's flesh, directly controlling his muscle activity, forcing his fingers holding the dagger to lose their strength. Jerry tried to pull away, but before he could make a move, a powerful kick was already in his abdomen!

"Gala!" the tiles rattled as the rat-man kicked out. If it weren't for the fact that his weight was so light, it wouldn't have been impossible for this kick to kick him straight into the house beneath him. But since he didn't fall into the house, this kick saved his life and temporarily freed him from the deadly fight. The wind, blowing from behind, slightly relieved the burning pain at the wound. Catwoman has a strange sense of beauty, but for Jerry now, this beauty comes directly from death. Although he doesn't want to admit it, he is by no means Catwoman's opponent now. It's time to run.

Cats have a bad habit of teasing their prey before killing them. Rats understand this habit of predators, so they learn to play dead. When the cats think they've accidentally killed their dinner too early, it's time for the rats to run away. Jerry leaned against the chimney and covered his left abdomen with his hand, looking like he had broken his ribs. Catwoman bent down to pick up a dagger he had dropped, her eyes filled with amusement and banter, she carefully examined the blade of the dagger, there was not a drop of her blood on it, "Now that I think about it, it's so dirty to kill you with my claws, let's use this." ”

When she turned around, the knife was stuck a little to the right side of Jerry's head, and if you looked closely, you could see that part of the nezumi's right beard had been cut off. No way, I'm not used to using this kind of thing. But next time it won't be meowed. ”

The second dagger, caught between her index and middle fingers, didn't look like she wasn't used to using it. Again, turn around, throw. This time, only the second dagger that was thrown out was left on the ridge. The nezumi and the first dagger, who were supposed to be incapacitated, are gone. When Catwoman saw this, she was not angry, but smiled even more. She walked over, pulled out the dagger, and sniffed lightly at the handle of the dagger. Just as Jerry could find her scent, a cat's sense of smell is no worse than that of a mouse, "Run, little mouse." It's no fun to run slowly. ”

It's too obvious to grab the eaves after falling off the roof and not going to the roof. Rely on rooms and hallways to move, fast, because she won't be thrown off so easily. Jerry's eyes flickered rapidly, desperately searching for the next place to stay in the buildings, he hadn't been chased so badly in a long time, he didn't even dare to stop for a moment and set a few small traps to slow down his opponent. This is not a close battle, his perception, skills, stealth, and so on are all crushed by Catwoman, just like cats and mice in nature, there is no room for resistance at all.

But he wasn't completely unrewarded, and when the gust of wind blew just now, Jerry figured out why he couldn't really stab his opponent in a fight. The Nezumik's dagger fighting genre leans towards two extremes, namely a one-hit lethal attack in the case of an assassination, and a gradual bleeding when already grappling. This is something that cannot be helped, despite the transformation of the gray robe, the strength of this body is still weak, this is a matter determined by the race, no matter how much muscle training is experienced. Therefore, from the very beginning, those who taught him to fight asked him to use his strengths and avoid weaknesses, not to fight with strength, and to be completely inclined to skill and speed.

Therefore, in frontal combat, the dagger of the rat man is attached to the enemy's subcutaneous blood vessels, and the purpose is to push the dagger into the flesh without using force to prevent it from getting stuck. But this skill becomes a burden when encountering Catwoman, because her body is covered with a layer of fluff, and it is this layer of fluff that makes her actual body position and visual inspection create a subtle difference. Just like looking at the fish under the surface of the water will be biased, it is a truth that the harpoon on the fish you see on the surface of the water will most likely not be able to stab. Shooting a knife at Catwoman's fluff naturally can't cut through the skin under her hair.

But it's too late to figure this out now, because aside from the problem of false size, through this fight, Jerry also understands the difference between the two sides in terms of explosiveness and sustained combat ability. His escape was not a choice after judging the situation, but a desperate move, Catwoman could fight a second round, but he could no longer continue to fight at such a speed. If he continues to fight, let alone win, he may not even have the strength to escape. Thinking so, Jerry's eyes glanced behind him uncontrollably, and he faintly saw a figure on the roof chasing him.

Hell yes. Is there a cat man in this world? What kind of hell is this world! But it is useless to curse the world at this time, the pursuers behind him are getting closer and closer, Jerry has not forgotten how Catwoman fired the first shot, she has a crossbow in her hand, although she didn't see it just now, but she can't be sure where it is hiding around. With crossbow arrows, this distance is far from safe.

I had no choice but to fight. The rat man kicked his legs on the outer wall of the building, grabbed the street lamp pole with both hands, and pierced the wooden window of the building in front of him like a javelin!

And the street sign with Felt Avenue written on the lamp pole happened to be knocked down by the rat man.