In the mess, the two sharp blades kept colliding with each other, and the loud roar of metal could not be heard. Jiang Wan frowned, and the feedback on her fingertips was already a little numb.
In front of her, the man's saber was raised, and a line of blood appeared on the back of her hand. Jiang Wan was in pain, but her expression did not change. She raised the saber with her backhand, and the tip of the saber grazed the opponent's fingers.
If it were a little higher, maybe he could cut off his fingers.
She was delighted to see Hunter Xin, and asked for merit again. She stepped forward, her knees caught the opponent's ankles, she lowered her body, and struck forward hard with the fist holding the dagger.
The man took a punch with his arms crossed, and his face instantly turned pale. He staggered two steps, and was stumbled while retreating. He showed panic, and kept trying to grab something forward with his arms in the air.
Jiang Wan knew clearly that if she was caught by him and brought into a ground battle, she would probably be no match for her. She took another half step back with her right leg, lowered her body and fired three more shots.
Two shots were pointed at the abdomen and one was pointed at the chest.
She flexed her hands, and the strength maintained by her left hand alone was not enough. She watched the three gunfires vented out, and then touched three sharp blades in mid-air.
"How is this possible!" She looked a little horrified. What effect does this non-relic have?
She gritted her teeth. Could it be that she really had to sacrifice her life to fight with him on the ground?
She didn't have time to think about it, she made a decision in an instant and stepped forward. Before the other person could get up, she pressed the barrel of the gun against the other person's body. She jumped forward, with the hammer almost touching her eyebrows. , she pressed the pistol, fell down and held the opponent's shoulder.
He looked at Jiang Wan and suddenly smiled again: "How many bullets are left? Four? Still they are gone."
He whispered softly, kicked up with his feet, and kicked Jiang Wan on the back. The force was so strong, but it did not exceed the limit of ordinary people.
She gritted her teeth in pain, crossed her hands against the other person's arms, and the barrel of the gun in her hand was already pointed at her head, waiting to pull the trigger. She looked at the person who was still laughing in front of her, feeling strange in her heart.
But a few gunshots made everything calm.
There were three more dazzling fires, and the flames from the muzzle almost stung Jiang Wan's eyes and face, but after all, it was only close, and what really stung her eyes was something else.
Those three sharp blades lying in front of the two of them, inserted between them, were the things that really stung her nerves.
The three brass bullets almost penetrated the blade, and the bullets that penetrated half of the blade still looked terrifying.
The scorching heat caused the man's eyebrows and beard to curl.
She squinted her eyes. Could this non-relic be used for protection?
As long as an object approaches at a certain speed, he will block it?
She felt strange, but the movement of her right hand did not stop. She held the sharp blade and kept pressing it down. She crossed her hands, and the weight of her whole body was pressed on her hands. He crossed his hands and used the strength of his arms to press down. confrontation.
But despite the weight of her whole body, the sharp blade was still being raised continuously. She gritted her teeth and met the other person's teasing look with her eyes. She felt the sudden appearance of the force on her hand, which was unstoppable. The force overturned him, watching a sharp blade slice through his arm, and watching the blood splash away.
She stood there with a chipped knife in her hand and a gun with only two bullets left.
"How many bullets are left?" The man looked at her with a smile, glancing at every corner of the room from time to time.
"One shot? Or is it gone?"
He regarded the girl as nothing, he regarded the girl's life as something in his pocket; he was so frivolous, he threw the dagger in his hand, and in an instant, a cold light flew past Jiang Wan's face.
"How many knives does he have..."
Jiang Wan gritted her teeth and recalled everything that had happened before.
"What exactly is his non-relic ability..."
Before entering the door, those sharp knives were obviously meant to kill people...
But after entering the door, he didn't take the initiative again...
What is he worried about?
Jiang Wan lowered her head and glanced at the gun in her hand.
Is he afraid of this? But why...
Jiang Wan frowned. He could obviously take them all...just like the previous shots...
She was thinking about it and suddenly froze, unless... taking those bullets had consumed all of his "certain conditions", so that he could no longer attack her?
She raised her head and saw the man looking out the window, with the dagger in his hand across his chest.
If that's the case... maybe... as long as I can get him to attack again, I can hit him.
She squatted down, and instantly burst forward with unprecedented speed. She waved the blade, and the inexplicable greenness in her movements began to dissipate.
"oh?"
He looked at Jiang Wan's approaching figure again, and his movements became much more cautious. But while he was still doubting, a gunshot made his eyes become a little excited.
His expression changed and he became no longer cautious. His ten fingers flew and he took out six or seven sharp blades from his pocket. He turned his body without thinking about why he was not hurt at all.
It was clear that the bullet had flown away from the barrel, and it was clear that he was standing in front of him, but there were no wounds or bloodstains. Maybe it was empty, he thought.
Those eyes began to glow with a cannibalistic cold light. It was the most evil sight, a gaze filled with great malice.
The blades began to fly away from Jiang Wan's body. The blades scratched the skin. Occasionally, a few blades collided in the air. As if they had been agreed upon, they were pushed away and blocked in front of her. His hand stabbed through the palm of the hand holding the knife.
"This gun is good..." He licked his lips, with a trace of greed appearing in his eyes. It is difficult to find a gun in China... so there are only a few members who stand with him because they hold thermal weapons...
But are they worthy? They don't deserve it. Why should those few mercenaries with broken firearms and living like dogs stand with me?
He looked at the gun in Jiang Wan's hand. A sharp blade hit the gun handle hard. Her hands were tight, but her fingers still held the gun handle tightly. Then, another sharp blade hit her. in the previous position.
This time, the heavy impact broke her clenched joints.
The gun that had escaped from her hands fell to the ground, making a clear clanging cry. Her expression condensed, and the dagger in her hand danced even more, but that small dagger could really block several sharp blades.
She staggered two steps, and her whole body was covered with blood stains. The blood soaked her clothes and sprinkled the ground into scarlet stars.
"Okay, okay." He muttered, and pierced Jiang Wan's lower abdomen with a knife, "You are not on our list... Wouldn't it be difficult to end it by killing you?"
He stepped closer and pierced Jiang Wan's shoulder with the sharp blade again. His eyes were looking forward, not caring about the expressions of the people under him. He strode forward and walked past Jiang Wan.
"Hey...where did I drop the gun?"
He walked to the area where Jiang Wan was guarding, his eyes a little strange.
"I clearly remember that I dropped the gun here..."
He said softly, but he didn't see the dark muzzle of the gun behind him pointed at him.
it's over. This battle.
