Chapter 119 A strong man in Zhili, Xianan
When Huang Shiyu passed by again, there was no bullet tracking her. As she approached the door of the utility room, she was stunned on the spot.
The utility room is not small, but there are two tactical flashlights lying on the ground, and in the room, the fighting is fierce at the moment.
Thanks to the light of the two tactical flashlights, Song Boxian was able to navigate with ease.
Huang Shiyu clearly saw Song Baoxian fighting against four people. With blood already visible, Song Baoxian knew that just using magazines as weapons was of little use. His opponent must have a pistol in his hand.
So when he rushed into the utility room and was fighting with one person, he suddenly kicked away an opponent who wanted to kill him with a knife. It seemed that he was out of danger with this kick, but the blade was still His thigh was injured, and the blood was flowing under the skin injury.
The moment he retracted his legs, Song Boxian pulled out the dagger from his waist with his right hand, and suddenly lunged forward. The opponent habitually raised his hand to block and retreated. It was this gap in retreat that allowed Song Boxian to seize the opportunity and reach out with his left hand to grapple the opponent. The right clavicle of the opponent was in pain and his strength slowed down.
Song Boxian stepped forward and managed to bypass the opponent's right side with ease, avoiding the dagger that struck again. At that moment, the dagger in his right hand had already pierced the chest of the opponent in front of him three or four times in succession. At the last moment, Under the reflection of the flashlight light, Song Boxian's face was fierce as he was stabbed hard on the neck of his captured opponent.
Under the high pressure, the blood column actually sprayed onto the inner roof of the utility room.
Huang Shiyu was surprised to see that Song Boxian had no time at all. He grunted and walked towards the man who had sneaked up on him before. When the two daggers collided, there was an instant spark.
Song Boxian's injured right leg was lifted up and hit the man opposite him in the lower abdomen, causing him to retreat in pain.
"Song Baoxian, be careful..."
Although the light was not good, thanks to the light of the tactical flashlight, Huang Shiyu saw a black figure heading towards Song Baoxian's back outside the door. And because the three of them were too close, if he drew his gun and fired, he would probably be injured accidentally. Song Baekhyun in front.
Song Boxian seemed to have known his opponent's actions for a long time. After repelling the person in front of him, he turned around and threw the dagger in his hand vigorously, and actually inserted it directly into the middle of the forehead of the person who wanted to sneak attack him.
Of course, Song Boxian only knew that the dagger was thrown, and he didn't care about the other person's life or death. He quickly turned around and headed towards the man who had been knocked back by his kick earlier.
Before the man could recover from the previous fight, Song Boxian was already approaching, and a murderous aura came over him.
"Spare my life..."
As soon as the words came out, Song Boxian's old fist was already heading towards the man's face. He only heard a crisp sound from his nose bones, and Song Boxian felt that his whole fist was filled with heat.
At this moment, Song Boxian snatched the dagger from the man's hand and stabbed him twice before taking a step back.
At this time, Song Boxian once again felt a strong wind coming from behind him, and was about to take action. Huang Shiyu, who was fighting outside, came to his senses, took a running start, and hit the person behind him who was about to attack with the weapon in his rifle. However, Huang Shiyu was surprised. Surprisingly, her blow did not repel her opponent. Instead, she was suddenly punched on the collarbone in the dark. The pain immediately made her break out in a cold sweat.
Fortunately, Song Boxian was behind her. After feeling the power of his opponent, Song Boxian came with a knife. After passing Huang Shiyu, the two started fighting fiercely in the room.
In the darkness, Song Boxian relied on the techniques he had practiced with his two cousins for many years, and fought back and forth with his opponent. This kind of close combat was a comparison of the endurance and strength of both parties.
If Song Boxian's soul had not traveled through this body and could restore these hands and feet with the help of body memory, the dinner would have been held in place.
The fight between the two is just like the duel between agents in Korean movies from Song Baekhyun's world. The close combat and knife fight are extremely fast and test the opponent's fighting skills.
In this era, such close combat techniques all came from one sect, the Ming Dynasty's military.
There is also a way to break this kind of close combat, which is to attack the opponent's lower body while blocking the opponent's upper body attack.
Song Boxian deliberately exposed a flaw and allowed his left hand to be caught by his opponent. Just when his opponent was about to kill him with one blow, Song Boxian suddenly stabbed his body diagonally and stabbed the opponent's left thigh three times with the dagger in his right hand.
Suddenly, Huang Shiyu, who was leaning against the corner, picked up a tactical flashlight and shined a light on Song Boxian. The sudden light made the man's eyes flicker. Coupled with the knife in his thigh, there was no way to break Song Boxian's counterattack. technique.
Taking advantage of Huang Shiyu's assist, Song Baoxian raised his left arm that was grabbed by his opponent, and stuck it hard on his opponent's neck.
"While you are sick, I will kill you..."
Song Boxian secretly shouted, then started pushing towards his opponent with all his strength.
The middle-aged man stepped back continuously and pressed against the back wall. He raised his right hand and stabbed Song Boxian with the dagger.
"be careful..."
Huang Shiyu was shocked.
Song Boxian's left hand was held, and the man couldn't free his right hand. The dagger coming from the left was heading towards his chest. Song Boxian was in a hurry and raised his right hand.
The dagger scratched his forearm, and the sword had already entered Song Baixian's unclothed chest.
Blood flowed...
"Song Baoxian..."
Huang Shiyu yelled and was about to take action when he saw that the dagger was blocked by Song Boxian with his right arm. Because of his action, the sword pierced his chest by no more than two centimeters.
Huang Shiyu could clearly see that both of them were exerting force, and their hands were shaking at the same time.
Just when she was looking for a gun to shoot, Song Baoxian kicked the man's injured thigh. The moment the opponent's strength immediately weakened, Song Baoxian stabbed the man in the heart with a backhand knife.
But the man imitated his movements and used his arms to block.
The two of them had no energy left to move again. Song Baoxian suddenly lowered his head and bit the man's arm with his mouth. With such force, he almost bit off the flesh on the man's arm. Song Baoxian, whose mouth was full of blood, took advantage of the situation and used the force to slowly move the dagger. Insert it into the man's chest until the entire blade is submerged.
When Song Boxian saw the blood flowing from the man's mouth, he slowly opened his mouth and spit out the blood foam in his mouth.
Huang Shiyu could see the whole process clearly. She never expected that this humble young man from Jin Yiwei, whom she had looked down upon before, could be so powerful.
Song Boxian turned around and raised his hands to cover his eyes: "Master Huang, take down the lamp. Do you want me to be shot?"
Hoo ho ho...
Song Boxian gasped and sat down on the spot. Only then did Huang Shiyu see that Song Boxian's thigh and chest were injured.
She stepped forward, took off Song Baixian's T-shirt in desperation, and then pressed hard on the stab wound on his chest to stop the bleeding.
"Master Huang, if you take it off, won't you be naked again?"
Huang Shiyu said angrily: "You are still glib when you are about to die;
But Song Boxian, I looked down on you earlier. You are so skilled. Tell me, who are you really? "
Song Boxian allowed Huang Shiyu to suppress the wound on his chest, and then said seriously: "To be honest, if you don't change your name or surname when you go down, you are a strong man in the Southern Zhili of Ming Dynasty..."
Pu Chi
Huang Shiyu couldn't help laughing.
"Hey, it's rare to see Master Huang's smile. He is indeed a cold and beautiful woman who will captivate a country."
Huang Shiyu returned to his normal expression: "Smooth-tongued, aren't all Chinese scholars like you?"
"Hey, Mr. Huang, you seem to have some misunderstanding about me, a scholar?"
"Wrong, it's you."
While the two were still talking, there was a sound from the corner. Before Song Baoxian could react, he only heard a gunshot. Huang Shiyu pounced and threw Song Baoxian to the ground.
Song Boxian immediately grabbed the rifle on the ground and fired continuously, then turned on the tactical flashlight on the rifle. From this, he could clearly see that the person who had been stabbed several times by him was not completely dead, so he pulled out the pistol.
"Master Huang, get up, it's done..."
Huang Shiyu fell on Song Baoxian, and Song Baoxian felt the skin-to-skin contact through the gauze. Although it was very comfortable, there were constant gunshots outside. How could he be in the mood to talk about this at this time.
"snort..."
Huang Shiyu groaned, Song Boxian supported her, and then realized that she had no strength. When she stretched out her back, the sticky heat grabbed her hand.
broken...
Song Boxian secretly said something bad, and lifted Huang Shiyu up regardless of the wounds on his body. He took off the flashlight and looked at it. Huang Shiyu's back was covered in blood. Isn't this the same place where Miao Xinyu was shot?
They were all on the shoulder blades, except that Miao Xinyu was on the right side and Huang Shiyu was shot on the left side. Miao Xinyu was hit by a stray bullet and the force was not strong. On the other hand, Huang Shiyu was directly hit by a handgun bullet. Strong.
"Fortunately it's a .22 caliber revolver, otherwise you would be dead."
Song Boxian exhaled: "Master Huang, you must not sleep. If you do, it will be over. Hold on."
Because he had the experience of stopping Miao Xinyu's bleeding, Song Boxian easily tore open the upper body of Huang Shiyu's skirt, then took off her underwear, used the elastic shoulder straps of the underwear to strangle Huang Shiyu's shoulder blades in reverse, and then used the ground to give himself A T-shirt to stop the bleeding was wrapped around her wound.
"Stop the bleeding first..."
However, Song Baoxian found that after this operation, the wound on Huang Shiyu's back was still bleeding. Seeing Huang Shiyu's face getting paler, Song Baoxian didn't care so much. He took out a bullet from the rifle and used a dagger to pry open the warhead. .
"Lie on me. If it hurts, you can bite my thigh, but don't bite me..."
Having said that, Song Baoxian still felt Huang Shiyu's breasts resting on his thighs. The feeling was very unusual.
After gathering his mind, he poured the smokeless fire medicine around Huang Shiyu's wound, accompanied by a burst of fire.
Huang Shiyu fainted from the pain.
Song Boxian was sure that the cauterized wound had solidified, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly helped Huang Shiyu up.
Seeing the breasts swaying from side to side, Song Baoxian simply pulled out a coat from the dead man beside him, put it on Huang Shiyu, and zipped it up.
Huang Shiyu woke up leisurely: "Song Baoxian..."
"Master Huang?"
"Thanks..."
