Chapter 269 Quick knife, strange knife As Ma Xiaoyu put on the green-faced evil ghost mask, the chilling atmosphere of the noodle stall suddenly increased.
When the killers saw that the leader was instantly killed in less than one move, they couldn't help but feel frightened. However, they had no choice but to fire their arrows. After a moment of hesitation, they took out their knives and rushed towards the two men.
"How brave!"
Ma Xiaoyu attacked first, hooked his toes on a folding stool and threw it out. There was a muffled sound on the face of the first person, and his bones broke.
Immediately afterwards, she was surrounded by many killers, and several more people were knocked down one after another with every move she made.
Yin Xiu was still sitting. His focus was not on Ma Xiaoyu and the few killers who were destined to die, but on the street.
On the street, there were men, women, young and old, people riding horses and walking. Even the beggar with a broken leg who was sitting on the ground begging could now run faster than a chicken.
Only the two of them didn't run away. They stood there holding hands while the yellow sand blew mercilessly by them.
One is bald, dressed in red, with two wrist guards tied to his muscular arms, with dots of rivets protruding from the black wrist guards. He is obviously a master of horizontal kung fu or iron sand palm.
The other man was much shorter and thinner. He was completely covered under a gray linen cloak. It looked like he was wearing a coarse rice bag. However, the cold murderous aura faintly revealed from under the cloak made people think his appearance was funny. Can't get up.
Yin Xiu looked at each other for a while, then stood up and walked out of the stall, slowly stepping forward.
After getting closer, Yin Xiu confirmed again that the two men were two swordsmen.
Swordsmen are a Pan-Asian name, and elsewhere they are also called mercenaries.
Although many times they do the work of killers, this is mainly because their employers want them to kill people.
If they are not killing people, whether it is searching for people, protecting people, or other jobs, as long as these swordsmen feel that they are qualified and the employer can afford the commission, the two parties can reach cooperation.
Swordsmen were not uncommon, but what surprised Yin Xiu was that Yin Xiu had seen one of them before.
On Bolan Street, Da Sang invited more than ten or twenty swordsmen to help out. During the battle against the Wild Wolf Gang, the big bald man was present.
Yin Xiu only took a quick look at this bald man. After the battle, Yin Xiu didn't care whether those swordsmen were dead or alive.
Now that the two of them are here, Yin Xiu has a bad feeling in her heart.
"Did the funeral invite you here?" Yin Xiu asked.
The two swordsmen faced each other in silence.
But from the slight expression on the bald face, Yin Xiu guessed that she had asked the right question.
Thinking of this, Yin Xiu yelled: "I'm going to beat you up! The better a short mule gets, the less loyal he is! For money, he will do anything!"
The bald head couldn't help but nodded and agreed: "You are right. As long as the price is right, these bastards will turn around and betray their boss. If they pay more, they can do it themselves."
Seeing Yin Xiu staring at him strangely, the bald head coughed twice again.
"Don't forget that although we swordsmen also charge money to do things, we also have principles. We will never betray our employer before receiving the balance.
In our industry, there is no tomorrow. We cannot save money. If we get money today, we will spend it all before we spend the we have bad credit and break the rules, no one will hire us and we will go hungry.
Those short mules are different. Killing the boss, seducing the sister-in-law, which one is not taboo?But if he does it, it seems to be nothing, and it will be fine if someone enforces the gang rules. If not, then he will be more carefree and happy, still making money, and still having sex.
Is there any impact?No impact at 's true that other people stink, but does his money also stink? "
Speaking of the excitement, the bald head even felt indignant and his eyes were red.
It wasn't until his companion nudged him with his elbow that Baldhead realized that he had spoken too much.
He clenched his fists and cracked his knuckles.
"Brother, if you take people's money and eliminate disasters, if you block other people's way, they will ask you to stand aside. The world is about the world, so don't blame me."
Yin Xiu said coldly: "Where's all the nonsense? Are you going to fight alone or together?"
The bald man and his companion looked at each other and sneered at the same time.
"Those who came out to fool around... must have come together!"
The bald man took the lead and slapped Yin Xiu on the head. The sound was like wind and thunder.
Seeing this, Yin Xiu's eyes filled with rage, and at the same time she clapped her palm and faced him, causing a muffled sound like rolling thunder on the ground.
Although the bald man is tall and broad-shouldered, his whole body looks like a door panel.
But after exchanging palms with Yin Xiu, he was the one who stepped back.
After staggering back a few steps, the bald head felt the energy and blood boiling in his body, as if he had suffered an internal injury.
The two swordsmen obviously did not expect such a result, and they were both stunned.
But before they could react or think, Yin Xiu had already pulled out a pair of swords from his sleeves and pounced on them.
The bald man had seen the power of these sharp knives before. He quickly took a step back and shouted: "Youngjun, come on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the companion named "Handsome"'s cloak puffed up, and a buzzing sound suddenly came from underneath, as if there were thousands of bees hidden in it, buzzing.
Yingjun groaned, and his cloak immediately tore, and cold light emerged from it.
That's a circular saw that rotates at high speed!Each circular saw is about the size of a cattail fan, and there are three in each hand that has been modified by the prosthesis. They are arranged in the middle, on the left and on the right. Even his elbows have two relatively small circular saws.
Each piece of these circular saws is connected to a small steel cable, and several steel cables converge on the metal can that Yingjun carries on his back.
The tank was like an oxygen cylinder and a sword box. The power of those circular saws came from it. The tank was spitting out soot because of its high speed.
Listening to the deafening sound, which sounded like several lawnmowers working beside her ears, Yin Xiu couldn't help but become interested, and opened her swords to meet Yingjun.
Although this man is called handsome, his face is full of bumps and pockmarks.
However, others call him a swordsman, but he is really a swordsman, and he has too many knives to count.
Yin Xiu stepped forward and stabbed out the knife with his right hand. The moment it collided with the circular saw, he felt his hand go numb. At the same time, a huge force attracted him and entangled his knife, making him unable to break free.
At the same time, Yingjun had his free hand, and several circular saw blades whizzed towards Yin Xiu's neck.
When Yin Xiu saw this, he immediately raised his left hand and blocked it with his knife. Another huge suction force restrained him.
It seemed that the circular saw was much weirder than he imagined.
Yin Xiu took a step forward to maintain the balance of her body and prevent herself from being led into the circular saw.
But when he took a step forward, he fell right into Yingjun's hands.
I saw him bending and pressing his hand, and the circular saw on his elbow whizzed towards Yin Xiu.
It was almost as if Yin Xiu's hand was pressed and pushed, so that he could not free his hands to resist.
Yin Xiu immediately kicked his feet and jumped back with all his strength.
At the same time, the clothes on his chest were thrown into pieces by the circular saw, almost slicing his chest open!
Baldhead saw the opportunity and immediately pounced like a bull.
Relying on his superb physique, he planned to take a tough blow, exchange injuries for his life, and use brute force to shatter Yin Xiu's internal organs.
"Good come!"
Yin Xiu raised his hand and shot the Nether Blood Arrow at a very close range.
Five bloody arrows were shot out at the same time, piercing the bald head. At the same time, Yin Xiu also relied on the recoil to float back in the air, once again avoiding the handsome blade that came belatedly.
As soon as he landed, Yin Xiu pounced like a tiger. While forcing Yingjun to move with one knife, another knife slashed across his head. The bald neck opened like a fountain and blood spattered everywhere.
Seeing his companion dead, the handsome man realized that he had been feinted and his eyes were filled with tears. He shouted angrily and then came over with a circular saw to kill him.
Yin Xiu's eyes were sharp, her feet were like dragons and tigers, and she immediately pressed forward.
After realizing that the circular saw blade would lock him in an instant, Yin Xiu no longer struggled with him. Every cut with the sword was swift and clean, never sloppy.
Yingjun was furious, knowing that at such a moment, he must not take a step back to give Yin Xiu a chance to fire that weird spell at him.
Therefore, like Yin Xiu, both of them seemed to have their feet rooted to the spot, motionless, while their hands kept waving and chopping.
Yin Xiu's knife was so fast that it seemed to be in the horizon one second, and then it was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
The handsome sword monster has almost every part of his hands equipped with deadly sharp blades. He can attack with slaps, slaps, elbows, and all kinds of attacks, and every blow can easily kill someone.
Every time the two slashed at each other, fire exploded.
The light is dazzling and eye-catching, making people feel trance-like and frightened! Gradually, Yingjun took half a step back, then one step.
Yin Xiu followed him, not caring that the clothes on his shoulders had been scratched at some point, revealing a few blood stains.
Finally, after taking another step back, Yingjun could no longer hold back.
He shouted loudly, pushed forward with his hands, clamped, and pushed almost all the blades onto Yin Xiu's body, trying to mince him! Yin Xiu's energy and blood surged, and wisps of purple energy wrapped around Yuanyang's double blades, causing the black blades to emit a strange light.
The two were fighting to the death, each just slashing at the other with their knives without any defense.
It looked as if both of them were committing suicide, stretching their necks forward to the other's blade and asking the other to cut off his head.
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After a series of breaking sounds, Yin Xiu stood still and stopped taking action.
At this time, Yin Xiu's knife was only an inch away from his neck. An inch further would have killed Yin Xiu on the spot.
But victory or defeat is often decided within an inch or a minute.
Yingjun tried his best to push it forward a little more, but he still couldn't do anything.
call out! ! ! Continuous high-pitched whistling sounds sounded from Yingjun's body, sounding like some kind of cry.
The steel wires connecting those circular saws were broken, and the original balanced tension collapsed in an instant.
As the steel ropes were pulled back one by one by the jar behind him, Yingjun was also carried by a huge force and fell to the ground, motionless like a turtle that couldn't turn over.
(End of this chapter)