The flying knife hit the big foot that Long Zhan kicked. The thick and tough rubber sole protected Long Zhan's feet and the flying knife bounced away.
"What a fast knife!"
Long Zhan, who flew down from the sky, was shocked.
As soon as he jumped out, he saw a knife flying towards him. He was really startled at that time.
This flying knife is very sharp at first glance, but if the aim is even a little bit tilted, Long Zhan will have a buling buling "pendant" on his body.
Fortunately, the rubber soles are very resistant to punctures. It would be difficult for a dagger to penetrate them, let alone a throwing knife.
After luckily escaping a bloody disaster, Long Zhan used Charlie's reaction speed and precise knife-throwing skills to fully realize the danger of the guy in front of him, and decided to fight quickly and not give him a chance to take action.
Watching Charlie want to jump back to distance himself, and continue to take advantage of his flying knife.
Long Zhan knew that if he wanted to take him down at the minimum cost, he could never let him distance himself. He had to stick to his body and fight him hand-to-hand.
Therefore, Long Zhan forcibly changed his tactics halfway.
Pressing his left foot on the stair railing, he used the force of the step to adjust the angle of the kick in the air, and continued to kick in the direction of Charlie's backward jump.
Even though I jumped directly from the stairwell on the 38th floor to the corner of the stairs on the 37th floor, the height and angle were very large, and I couldn't avoid the pain of my skin and flesh when I landed.
The edges and corners on the steps are not something to be trifled with.
But in order to deal with the dangerous person in front of him, Long Zhan felt that exchanging the bruises on his body for the life of an enemy was a very cost-effective deal.
At this time, Charlie finally saw the sneaker clearly and knew that it was the big prey he was chasing.
As the first hunter to follow Long Zhan, Charlie knew that Long Zhan was very capable in hand-to-hand combat, but he never expected that for a big man, his body could be so ridiculously flexible.
He was actually able to change his moves in mid-air, catching him off guard.
Seeing that he was already in the air, there was no way he could use his strength to change his moves, let alone avoid Long Zhan's flying kick.
The huge body of Long Zhan made Charlie very aware of the terrifying power contained in this kick.
In order to avoid being hit directly on the head, he was severely injured and unable to continue fighting.
Charlie could only choose the most helpless way, cross his hands above his head, use the hand shield as a defense, and use this move to directly fight the dragon and kick him.
Charlie felt that he should be able to block it and still be able to deal with Long Zhan after landing.
result.
Charlie did block Long Zhan's kick, but he guessed wrong about the second half of the sentence.
"Bang~"
There was a loud sound of flesh touching flesh.
Charlie, who was kicked to the point of accelerating and flying upside down, was unable to unload his force after his feet landed on the ground. Driven by the powerful force, his back hit the wall with a bang.
It felt like being hit by a car and all the bones in the body were falling apart.
Especially the rotation caused pressure on the chest, expelling all the air in the lungs from the mouth, and a strong feeling of suffocation went straight to the top of the head.
Chest tightness, shortness of breath, severe pain, etc. are combined.
Charlie's vision suddenly went black, and he almost fainted on the spot without taking a breath.
An inch is short and an inch is dangerous. The victory or defeat in close combat often occurs in a split second. A KO in the boxing ring often occurs within a few tenths of a second.
Charlie's "black vision" when he hit the wall only lasted for more than a second, but it had already determined the outcome.
Long Zhan is a standard synonym for violence. Every punch he throws is not only as powerful as a heavyweight boxer's heavy artillery, but his speed is not much worse than that of a boxer.
That is, within a few tenths of a second.
This more than one second was too much for Long Zhan.
By kicking his feet on Charlie's hand shield, his feet had a point of support to draw on, allowing Long Zhan to avoid the embarrassment of falling directly to the ground, and finally stabilized his figure by stepping on the ground.
The moment he landed, Long Zhan knew that Charlie would have black vision, so he rushed towards Charlie like a leopard.
"Whoosh~"
On the way to charging towards Charlie, he used his skilled footwork to perform a 360-degree charged turn.
The right hand clenched into a fist and thrown out. Driven by the centrifugal force of the high-speed rotation, the gathered power multiplied exponentially and turned into a terrifying energy collection, which even caused a whistling sound.
"Dong~"
A dull crack.
The back of Long Zhan's right fist roared hard and hit Charlie hard on the left side of his face, deforming his entire face and tilting his head.
It turned into a twisted and ferocious one.
The terrifying force easily knocked out all the teeth on the left side. Blood and saliva spurted out of the mouth and flew to the wall a meter or two away.
Charlie, who had just reacted to the black vision, was stunned on the spot.
His body was as straight as an electric shock, his muscles were as stiff as wood, his pupils were dilated and his eyes were lifeless, and his brain shut down on the spot.
Driven by the kinetic energy of the fist hitting the head, the whole body was like a stone slab being pushed down.
It stood straight up and hit the ground with a clang.
Except for the constant bleeding and saliva from the corner of the mouth, the left cheek swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was no movement at all.
How powerful Long Zhan's punch was was impossible to measure without instruments.
By comparison, Tyson's whip leg weighs 1,600 pounds, and Long Zhan's punch uses a "turning punch" that leverages the force. His height and weight are even larger than Tyson's, and his arms are not as strong as Tyson's. How thin are the legs?
This punch is almost equivalent to whipping the leg.
It is conservatively estimated that the power of this fist is at least infinitely close to 1,000 pounds.
Who can bear a 1,000-pound fist?
Charlie is less than 1.8 meters tall. Although he is strong and strong through training, he is far from a big man and his ability to withstand blows is very limited.
Facing Long Zhan's 1,000-pound twisting punch, professional boxers would be knocked out on the spot. Charlie would be a ghost if he was still conscious.
"You are very skilled, but it's a pity that you met me."
Seeing Charlie lying on the ground with his life and death unknown, and even if he was sent to the hospital for rescue, he could no longer join the game and no longer posed any threat to himself. Long Zhan did not go up to kill him again.
The game is not a battlefield. You must distinguish between the outside and the inside of the game.
There is no need for senseless killing.
What's more, the strength shown by Charlie has been recognized by Long Zhan.
Giving a chance to capable people is equivalent to giving yourself a chance. Long Zhan believes that it may be helpful to him one day.
"Pap tap tap..."
At this time, a burst of footsteps came.
Some came from the 39th floor above, and some came from the 37th floor below. They were actually other hunters attracted by the loud fighting sound just now.
"It seems that we have to change places."
Long Zhan doesn't want to be besieged by hunters. He prefers this kind of cautious one-on-one duel to ensure the highest winning rate. He doesn't like to overturn just to show off.
Before leaving, he saw a very delicate knife and knife sheath exposed under Charlie's opened suit.
Long Zhan thought that he had no one to take advantage of, and this set of knives was obviously customized, both in terms of material and shape.
There was a wave of bag licking.
He took off the knife and sheath from Charlie and fixed it on his belt. On the way back to the stairwell on the 38th floor, he didn't forget to pick up the dagger that fell on the ground and put it back into the sheath to fill the gap.
Long Zhan returned to the stairwell on the 38th floor and hid beside the fire door instead of opening the fire door.
Less than 10 seconds passed!
"Bang~"
The inner fire door of the stairwell was pushed open by people from the outside.
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