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Hua Twelve instantly retracted the space with the grenade he held in his right hand, and when the dagger was about to hit his skin, he took half a step back and narrowly avoided the other party's knife.

In fact, Hua Twelve was not slow to dodge, he just deliberately waited for the opponent's moves to be old and unable to change his moves before starting to move.

As he stepped back, he threw a hard hook with his right hand.

His move is wonderful in terms of timing and angle, and if this punch appears in a boxing or fighting ring match, it can be worshiped by all fighters as a textbook of actual combat fighting afterwards.

'Phew'

A heavy punch hit the killer's ribs, enough to take down the heavyweight punch, and slammed into the opponent's ribs, and two 'clicks' were heard, obviously the sound of broken ribs.

And such a heavy blow actually made the killer just stumble, and then with red eyes, he stabbed the empty dagger in his hand into Hua Twelve's heart.

Hua Twelve had long expected this, and the adrenaline of ordinary boxers would make their pain lower when they were competing, not to mention the explosive adrenaline effect of the fraternity.

He turned sideways slightly, and the right fist that hit the opponent's ribs took the opportunity to retract, and then lightning blasted out again, this time directly hitting the opponent's chin, and the opponent's body flew up with a bang, and then fell heavily on the ground.

KO！

The jaw is connected to the body's trigeminal nerve, which is connected to the cerebellum, and punching the jaw can cause the cerebellum to lose balance and cause a person to faint, so even if the ability to burst adrenaline is used, it is impossible to counteract the negative effects of cerebellar imbalance.

The killer of this brotherhood threw himself on the street at the foot of Hua Twelve.

Hua Twelve aimed the M16 at the other party, intending to send it away directly, but suddenly he lowered the muzzle of the gun, because he recognized the other party:

"Carlos the Cross?"

Hua Twelve thought for a moment, leaned down and began to disarm the cross.

Carlos had no firearms on him, but he still had six magazines.

The corners of Hua Twelve's mouth hooked, it seemed that the other party did not rush out of hand-to-hand combat without ammunition, he should have been injured in the explosion just now, the pistol fell, and seeing that he wanted to make up another grenade, he couldn't help but come out desperately, but unfortunately he chose the wrong opponent.

Carlos had a lot of fragments on his body, in addition to six magazines, and a dagger on his back waist and right leg.

Hua Twelve put all these things into the space, and then began to check the other party's injuries, and saw that the top killer of the Brotherhood, the right half of his body, was poured into his body by at least three steel balls, obviously affected by the explosion of the grenade just now.

In this situation, even if he doesn't replenish the gun, the other party will die of excessive blood loss in a while.

Hua Twelve immediately used the 'Orchid Whisk Acupointist' to seal several acupoints of Carlos, helping him stop the bleeding while also making him unable to move even if he woke up, so he grabbed the other party and strode towards his 82-year-old Ford with this top killer.

When he arrived in front of the car, Hua Twelve was relieved, and saw that Matilda had been hiding behind the car, looking at this side, and was not affected by the gunfight just now, and when he saw him coming, he walked out of the back of the car, and asked him with some worry:

"Well, it's not hurt....."

Halfway through speaking, he saw Hua Twelve's arm bleeding, and exclaimed: "You are injured, let me see how it is?" ”

Hua Twelve threw Carlos in the back seat of the car: "It's okay, it's just a bruise, let's get out of here quickly, the explosion just now may attract the police!" ”

After saying that, he pulled Matilda into the car and quickly left the ambush site, leaving only the wreckage of two cars and the bodies of several New York black policemen.

Carlos the Cross woke up from a coma, and he felt as if someone was stirring his head with a screwdriver, and the pain was terrible, and his jaw and ribs were also very painful.

He felt that he was very unlucky today, he originally wanted to kill the guy who deliberately approached his son, but he didn't expect that the other party was an assault rifle, a bazooka, and then a steel ball grenade.

With all this equipment with you, do you want to start a war or carry out a terrorist attack?

He was now beginning to wonder if it was a trap for him.

Previously, at the moment when the grenade exploded, Carlos escaped from the explosion range with an astonishing speed with the ability to burst adrenaline, but even then he inevitably suffered a few steel balls.

And it was precisely because of the injury and the impact of the blast wave that the pistols in both hands fell in the explosion.

Carlos wanted to play dead and wait for the other party to come, and then suddenly kill the killer to end the fight, but through the gap in the bushes, he saw that the other party actually found another grenade.

If this is thrown at the other party, as long as the direction is probably right, he will definitely die.

So Carlos, despite his injuries, once again burst into adrenaline, wanting to end the fight with incredible speed and strength.

Then his result was very sad, the opponent's ability to fight in close combat was not comparable to him at all, although he only passed two moves, but it was not a level of good or bad at all.

However, the pain at this time at least proves that he is still alive, which is good news for now.

Carlos struggled to open his eyes, and saw that his environment seemed to be a warehouse for daily necessities, piled with all kinds of daily necessities and food, and he was opposite a beautiful girl with exquisite appearance, who was bandaging the arm of an Asian man.

And that Asian man was the face he saw when he was fighting in close quarters before.

Carlos instantly activated his adrenaline burst ability, wanting to take advantage of the opponent's lack of looking at him, and quickly kill the opponent.

Although he doesn't have any weapons in his hands right now, even a finger can be a lethal weapon for a top-level killer who can get his adrenaline pumping.

But Carlos was shocked to find that although his five senses were in a state of detachment when he was in a burst of adrenaline, and everything around him seemed to slow down, he couldn't move even a finger.

And the side effects of the burst of adrenaline affected his injuries, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood in an instant.

The movement of him vomiting blood attracted Hua Twelve and Matilda, who were bandaging their wounds.

Hua Twelve guessed what was going on as soon as he saw Carlos's appearance, and immediately smiled:

"Don't struggle, you have been limited by me with a special technique, don't say that you are now seriously injured and dying, even if you are not injured, you can't move!"

Just as Matilda's bandaging had ended, Hua XII took Glock 17 in one hand, walked up to Carlos, pointed a pistol at the other party's forehead, and asked, "Do you want to die, or do you want to live?" ”

Carlos grinned miserably: "It's a good life, why do you want to die!" ”

Hua Twelve's eyes moved, it seemed that there was a play, he put down the pistol, and asked with a calm face:

"Okay, tell me why you killed me?"

Carlos's eyes showed a hint of sarcasm: "Why did I kill you, don't you count it in your heart?" ”

Hua Twelve asked, "Is it because of Jane?" Oh yes, that is called Fox now, why don't you kill me herself! ”

"Fawkes?"

A question mark appeared in Carlos' eyes, and at this time, both of them felt as if something had been split by them.

Carlos reacted first: "I remember who you are, John Smith, Fox's husband, she took on the task of killing you......"

Hua Twelve looked puzzled: "You didn't come here for that girl's business?" Then why are you killing me? ”

Carlos said angrily: "You first tell me why you approached my son, and send him a text message about the adrenaline rush!" ”

"Your son, Wesley?"

"Sure enough, you know!"

Matilda said as if she had done something wrong, "I'm sorry, it was me who texted Wesley, I thought we were friends......"