Villa living room.

Xie Bin zoomed in on the surveillance screen, admiring Xu Qing and Xiaoxian's every move like watching a movie, and also had the heart to do science popularization for Liu Sanniang.

"See? This is my most proud apprentice, Xiaoxian, he is an orphan, I picked him up from the garbage heap and raised him carefully, and later, I helped him find his biological parents, do you know what happened later? ”

"He cut his own parents alive, well, he used that pair of beautiful steel knives, which I spent 100,000 dollars to hire a master forging knife in Millikan to carefully build, not only extremely hard, but also extremely sharp, the sharpness is close to a scalpel, and it is not a problem to cut gold and iron."

"But the most beautiful is Xiaoxian's knife skills, he practices the knife extremely hard, from the knife never to leave his body, at the age of eighteen he has already completed the knife skills, on his birthday, he closed his eyes and beheaded a first-class master, oh, that first-class master is Yan Zhenshan's subordinate, what is Zhao Jianzhong or what."

"You know, Xiaoxian is just twenty-six years old this year, and he is just a student who has just graduated from college, and the future is unlimited, that is, I don't have a daughter, otherwise I want to marry all my daughters to him, hahahaha."

"And you should know what it means to be young, in real combat, being young means more strength, faster speed, sharper reflexes, and more physical fitness."

"Xiaoxian's shot, has always been a fighting style of play, as long as the opponent's first move chooses to defend or retreat, Xiaoxian can quickly seize the upper hand, snowballing the advantage bigger and bigger, offense, as long as you have the advantage, even if you can't succeed for a while, you can consume the opponent and slowly find opportunities, but the defending side can't tolerate a little mistake, a little mistake, in the master duel will be quickly caught."

"Whew-"

"One sword, just one sword, Xiaoxian can end the fight."

"Guess how many minutes you expect Yang Jingxing to be able to carry?"

Liu Sanniang didn't dare to speak, so she could only stare at the two figures in the surveillance and worry secretly.

……

In the yard.

Xu Qing stared at the delicate opponent who rushed over.

Getting closer.

When I saw the other person's eyes, I immediately understood what kind of player this was.

Fighting for his life, fighting is a ruthless one.

But this delicate opponent is not quite the same as the average life-fighting fighter, and the technique is excellent, especially the footwork, which is very good.

The technique is outstanding.

The physical fitness is not bad either.

Dare to fight hard.

When encountering such an opponent, even if Liu Changan is alive, it will be a headache.

They are all mortal flesh, and they will hurt when they are stabbed, they will be injured, they will bleed, they will die.

If it is Liu Changan, at a very urgent juncture, he will also choose to temporarily avoid the edge and find another opportunity.

But he is Xu Qing.

Desperately?

Xu Qing was not afraid of anyone.

Whether in the welfare home or in the society, he really didn't fear anyone for his fierce fighting, and when he was kidnapped by a group of flower suits two months ago, he dared to tear the ears of the flower suit.

And what about now?

Life is valuable.

But it's also very worthless.

Xu Qing always believes that a person's life should be like a sharp weapon, whether it is exquisite or not, but it must be sharp enough, always face the enemy, and always dare to show the sword to difficulties or enemies.

It can't be like porcelain, which seems to be hard, but in fact it is fragile, and it can be crushed at the slightest touch, and even if it is beautiful, it can only be carefully displayed in a cabinet.

A porcelain-like life, although long, is worthless.

A weapon-like life, on the other hand, may be short, but absolutely uncomplaining.

So, face the crazy eight slashers.

Xu Qing's battle intent instantly rushed to the top of his head, aimed at the chest of the Eight Slashers, and raised the knife out.

"Whew-"

There was a soft thud.

Xu Qing and Eight Slashers staggered past, and quickly turned to face each other.

Good fast knife.

He took a deep breath, stood up straight, gave a thumbs up to the Eight Slashers, and then slowly pressed down, sneering: "That's it?" ”

"Trash!"

Then, he made a "throat cut" gesture towards the monitor in the corner of the wall, and strode towards the living room.

Behind him, a bloodshot slowly appeared on Xiao Xian's neck.

The blood streaks slowly thickened.

Finally, a pillar of blood rose into the sky and fell rapidly.

Xiao Xian's body fell straight up, and the two eight chopping knives fell to the ground, and he was already too dead to die, no different from the deaths of Wang Laoshuan, Li Liang, and Zhang Haibin.

One move.

Just one move.

However, compared to others, Xiaoxian is still a little stronger, at least, slashed Xu Qing on the shoulder.

But Xu Qing rushed into the living room with a short straight knife like a nobody.

It's just that at the moment of entering the door, he suddenly turned sideways.

After he turned sideways, there was a "snap" and the gun went off.

He predicted Xie Bin's prediction.

Xie Bin frowned slightly, and pulled the trigger again.

Xu Qing stood still and did not move.

"Whoa—"

The bullet passed past Xu Qing.

He once again predicted Xie Bin's prediction.

Xie Bin was shocked and pulled the trigger continuously.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

Xu Qing either turned sideways or bent over, waiting for the gunfire to stop, and he was unharmed.

Xie Bin sighed: "Good body, and looking at you like this, aren't you generally familiar with firearms, have you ever been a soldier?" I guess there is a possibility, and only veterans who have been on the battlefield can develop such a keen intuition, which is similar to the so-called 'seeing the gods' in traditional martial arts, which is the so-called autumn wind before the cicada moves, amazing, but I still wonder what your origin is......"

While Xie Bin was still chattering, Xu Qing was walking faster and faster.

Five meters.

Three meters.

Two meters.

Xu Qing jumped up and slashed at Xie Bin with a knife.

Xie Bin rolled sideways and took out a single knife from under the coffee table, pointing at Xu Qing: "The surname Yang, don't deceive people too much, give you a chance, sit down and talk, otherwise, you, and this cheap maid will die!" ”

Xu Qing didn't say a word and continued to swing the knife.

He's also a pure fighting style.

He wanted to see if this so-called leader who had spoken cruelly to him in the Lingguan Temple before had the courage to fight with him.

But after two stabs, he was disappointed.

That's it?

It's too far from the delicate eight-slasher in the yard.

Although it can be seen that Xie Bin's strength is also good.

But...... It's just a matter of delaying a little longer.

Under his desperate attack, Xie Bin, as a passive defensive side, can catch at least the slightest mistake.

was seized by him, and with just one knife, Xie Bin was gone.

Therefore, in the real actual battle, it is either an attack and a defense to delay time to find each other's flaws, or it is a battle between him and the eight slashers.

Because of this, Xu Qing had already sentenced Xie Bin to death in his heart, one knife was faster than another, and one knife was fiercer than another, striving to suppress Xie Bin until he completely lost the strength to fight back.

But just as he suppressed Xie Bin to the point of a full house, he heard noisy footsteps in the yard.