027: Finger Blade
On the other side, the analysis is still running, getting more and more sparsely populated, more and more remote.
The people behind also chased after him.
When I arrived in a very remote and empty alley, there was no way to go behind, so I stopped running and looked at the comer.
On the surface, he looked very scared and frightened, but no one saw the excitement in his eyes.
It's finally time to show off your skills and try the results of these few days of workouts.
"Hahaha......"
The visitor looked at the frightened look and smiled unabashedly.
"There's no way out, little ghost, just take it. Haha......"
Their goal was very dark from the start.
So just now, he pushed Zhao Yi away without hesitation and ran to a sparsely populated place.
On the one hand, it is because he doesn't want people to know his skills, and on the other hand, because he doesn't want to involve innocent people.
Although that Zhao Yi is quite annoying! But after all, he has already been punished.
I don't want others to get hurt because of him, and that Zhao Yi is cute!
He's the "good guy" in memory!
"Who sent you?"
Analysis tried hard to pretend to be scared and pretended to be calm, and the actor's aura came out instantly, which was incredible!
"Well, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to know."
The man in black didn't answer his question, but instead started directly.
Holding the black bag, he was about to put it on his head, completely ignoring it.
When his hand first touched the air on the boy's head, it moved.
I saw him kick a brisk backspin kick and kick the man in black who wanted to trap him to the ground.
When the people behind saw that their companion was kicked to the ground, they immediately became vigilant, and their eyes looked at Xiang Xi a little fiercely.
Unfortunately, before they could act, they saw the boy find a few flying knives out of nowhere.
Seemingly casually thrown at random, a few pieces of throwing knives flew straight towards them.
The silver blade seemed to have spirituality, and it turned a hundred and eighty degrees in the air in tacit understanding, and then unbelievably scattered around, and finally grazed their left arm before the men in black were ready.
Five flying knives, no more, no less, all of them brushed the left arm of the man in black impartially.
Then he swirled like an elf tacitly, flew back into Xi's hands and lay quietly.
There was also a little blood stain on it, and he smiled.
calmly took out the paper from his pocket and wiped it carefully.
Meticulous look.
This is the true face of Lushan who just saw the five flying knives.
The size is inconsistent, and it seems to be irregular, but there are seemingly rules to follow. The shape is the same, the silver surface, like the pattern of a maple leaf, has been opened, and the blade shines with silver light.
The smile on his face became brighter and brighter, but it inexplicably made people feel a chill in their backs.
It's still that smile, it's still that face, but with such a scene, it's as bloodthirsty and charming as a prince who comes out of the darkness.
The blood stains turned black.
If you look closely, you will find that the positions where the throwing knives have been grazed are surprisingly consistent. Even the depth is exactly the same.
The five black-clothed men were tall and short, but they all brushed three inches above the biceps of their left arm.
One more point is more, and one point less is less.
Incredibly accurate.
Then I saw the man in black fall in response, his eyes widened, it was really incredible.
They still don't know what kind of character they have offended, and they fall in vain.
It just so happened that this was the scene that Yan Shaohan, who had just driven over, saw.
He didn't make a sound, and even turned off the car lights and watched the boy's every move in the dark.
The doubts in his eyes intensified.