Blood penetrated the oval pattern on the moon-white pajamas, and the face that was closed and twitched due to tension was particularly gloomy and weird. As the news said, Haruichi Ishikawa was just a farmer.

On his naked and fair body, the stacked knife wounds were the most gorgeous medal. Tsugawa Miyun's movements were a bit distorted, making the haze in the private parts particularly clear.

The long sword is like anger, the sharpness is like lightning; the shield is like a mountain, and it is as thick as a sloping mountain!

The tremors of my body were caused by excitement and the energy impact of anger. The fighting spirit stimulated this little blood.

This red point is the horn of the battle, the fierce drum, and the firm command.

The hotness between the mouth and nose is completely unsatisfied. The sweetness in the breath makes Miyun Tsugawa full of anger!

This is the object I vowed to protect. Although Lord Ishikawa is a little timid and not from a high background, that kindness and kindness are the only softness that I feel in my heart over the years. Otherwise, with the strength of a farmer, how could he let his body play with it?

The two trembling women were just tools used by Lord Ishikawa as a prelude. The essence he sprayed was only qualified to dress up.

Now, my oath is like a joke that can be trampled on by others, and that little redness is the greatest ridicule of myself.

The knife was tightly held in his hand, and Miyun Tsugawa could only try hard to calm himself down. Facing this wide shield, every attack of his own seemed to be a blacksmith completing the repeated work, and the louder the sound was always sounding. The more violent the waves were destroying the reefs and the huge waves hit the shore, but they were never able to break through this steel-like defense line.

The intensity inside the body was finally unable to be suppressed, and the whole person seemed to burn red anvil, and he wanted to tear everything blocked in front of him.

The flipped long sword cut ten wounds in a row on his body. Miyun Tsugawa used such a self-harm action. He made the blood wind down like a red snake, and the crazy and fierce attack became more intense. The whole person turned into a gust of wind and a rain, and he just whistled and poured down, feeling that his attack was about to overwhelm the enemy and his body was getting lower and lower. However, it gave himself a smoother attack distance and direction.

With such a fierce attack, the two swords almost turned into a halo, but I didn't know that it was this extremely high speed that gave Zhang Huchen a chance.

The body that was getting lower and lower just now was not because Zhang Huchen could not withstand the attack, but was tempting. After all, this woman reacted too quickly. If she failed to hit a blow, she would probably have the opportunity she had found. She might have slipped away from her hands again. In this way, when Miyun Tsugawa cut to the most, she poked out with a sword and slashed on her feet.

So what if you have strong strength? It’s just that you can’t raise your head if you’re hitting yourself like a strong wind!

The higher you hold, the heavier you fall!

Tsugawa Miyun's yy was cut off from her feet in less than three seconds.

The rough section of the slave dagger was slanted, cutting half of his foot off, and even cutting the blade into the tatami on the floor, and half of his sword tip penetrated into it.

The sudden attack directly caused Miyun Tsugawa's center of gravity to be unstable!

For example, Zhang Huchen, who accepts traditional fighting techniques, although he has no routine in the use of cold weapons, he still understands the rules of using similarities and making a series of moves. Therefore, he took advantage of the opponent's door to open and squeezed in directly. The shield sets off the enemy's weapon, and the slave's dagger cuts directly on Miyun Tsugawa's thigh.

Zhang Huchen has already practiced this move very skillfully. On the Songhua River, many mutant soldiers who were tested by the Japanese cut his thighs in this way and were directly disabled.

Although Miyun Tsugawa suffered a relatively shallow injury, it was enough for her to drink a pot.

Such an opponent with a strength of more than 70 points is determined to take it against you, and most people cannot hold on to him.

The main thing is that Zhang Huchen's reaction is not slow, his agility is almost thirty o'clock, and the same is true for perception! If he wears a longbow and a quiver, it will be almost 40 o'clock, which is not much weaker than the challenger who specifically improves these two events.

If you encounter an opponent like Zhang Huchen, it is considered her unlucky. The absolute gap in strength cannot be made up with fighting spirit.

The gushing of blood can last for a period of time. Although it can enhance the attack speed, the total amount of blood is limited. If it flows for a long time, it will sooner or later become weak.

According to Miyun Tsugawa's experience, if this continues, it will only last for thirty seconds.

If you cannot knock down the enemy within the end of this time, then the one who is unlucky is yourself.

If you are not as strong as others, just use skills to make up for it!

The original energy entangled like a snake, rolled like a spiral, and burst out with the greatest strength of Tsugawa Miyun, really worked hard. She waved her swords and weaved the thick airflow, pushing Zhang Huchen upwards.

He weighed more than 180 kilograms, and his shield and dagger were more than 30 kilograms. With the equipment he wore, the weight exceeded 300 kilograms. Even so, Zhang Huchen, who was trying hard to squat down, still had to roll it off the ground.

One fence has three stakes, one hero has three gangs! When Zhang Huchen fought, he always relied on courage and wisdom. Of course, he relied on many people recently.

Xing Taizhang, who had been guarding behind him, just stretched out the soul-breaking gun in his hand and clamped the support point under Zhang Huchen's armpit. At the same time, Guo Yu's Qixingzi also sprayed again. This time, he used skills.

Drift is a technique that Guo Zhu rarely shows in front of others. It can be said that those who have tasted this taste are already dead, and the only one who is not hurt is Zhang Huchen.

I used it on this floor today. I should have decided to be the world. Unexpectedly, I jumped out for Miyun Tsugawa and flashed through this killing blow!

The flying bullets actually formed a regular geometric figure.

The shaking hand-swinging dart made Guo Yu turn over and roll. He rolled continuously, flashing through the attack line, and didn't even have time to complain.

It’s not that Zhang Huchen, who was pushing the tank in front, didn’t work hard, but the angle of Miyun Tsugagawa threw exceeded the shield’s protection range. The squirrel had already given Zhang Huchen anger on the periphery. The acceleration skill was used just now. The cooling time had not passed, so he could only rely on Guo Yu to dodge with perception and agility.

He dodged left and right, but still did not completely dodge. A water chestnut cut into Guo Yu's shoulder, bringing out a deep bone-visible scar.

"How can I protect the vital points and let it hurt? We have the ability to save you." Xing Taizhang raised his hand and was the healing rain. Although he recovered less blood, it is still very suitable to deal with these trauma!

"Do you let me resist? I am a gunman, not a melee. If the opponent's attack power is strong, then maybe you can take me away by launching an explosive attack!" Guo Yu would rather run a few more laps than resist the throwing weapon attack. This is not only a psychological problem, but also a caution towards himself.

At the beginning, this throwing weapon was not smeared with poison, so it is hard to say now.

This question. Xing Taizhang also said: "Why are there no poison on the weapon?"

"This person is not so insidious. It's just a way to force it. It's a way to a traditional samurai." After Zhang Huchen stood firm, he swept his leg towards the weak Miyun Tsugawa.

The insteps like iron shovels, like a typhoon passing through the border, bringing a deep mark on the tatami, but it did not hit the target.

Miyun Tsugawa, who was jumping up, held his sword back, and the blade hidden behind his elbow stood upright like the fangs of a wild beast. Because of the special original energy use method, two spiral transparent air cones formed in front of him, like drill bits, and as he fell, he rushed towards Zhang Huchen.

The overflowing wind pressure had not yet been completely pressed down, but it had turned into a heavy hammer, bringing out some depressions on the tatami on the ground.

Such power is really amazing for Zhang Huchen.

The power of 18 points can actually be used to use such a skill. This is no longer a skill that the body can use, but in terms of attributes, Miyun Tsugawa has completely used his own strengths and used his original energy to open the way.

You are bullying, you are young, have a weak foundation and have little experience.

Seeing the skills taking shape and whistling down, Miyun Tsugawa was very proud. This technique has been tried and it is very easy to use.

It was like the fangs of wild beasts, biting up and down together, and the force of tearing and ravaging was so naked.

With his feet exerted force, he retreated three meters away, and the four huge teeth closed together, but did not cause any damage to Zhang Huchen. The flying corners of his clothes calmed down and the impact came again.

"Ga!" Are you a samurai? When facing the enemy's attack, you retreat. I, a woman, dare to fight you head-on. Are you not as good as a woman? Miyun Tsugawa's complaints were just thinking about it in her heart, because, like a speeding locomotive, the violent impact came again.

How much weight does this woman have? In fact, it is already under Zhang Huchen's control. The room is so big in total, and there is no room for maneuver.

Fierce and direct, Zhang Huchen's style, bullying attributes are not as strong as his own, that's it.

He was wearing a shield on his shoulder. Although it was only three steps away, Zhang Huchen rushed into a momentum like a mad cow!

That's right, this time I use the skills of the bull running, and after I'm going to connect to the pig arch, the battle will end.

"Please stop, you are looking for me, I am willing to cooperate with you!" The voice went from low to loud, and in this room where the original energy was stirring and the strong wind was like waves, in this occasion where murderous intent was like dust, it was also clear.

The shield was raised and closed with a shock. The dagger did not poke out at the bottom, and Zhang Huchen actually stopped.

Miyun Tsugawa rushed forward with the force, hanging on the ceiling, the blood-colored traces and the dripping speed, were unrestrained because of the violent movements.

"Actually, I am a civilized person. As long as you are willing to cooperate, I can stop moving you, or even your subordinates!" Zhang Huchen wiped his forehead with his index finger. The part covered by the turban was actually not a little sweat. Just a little exercise was not enough to make Zhang Huchen tired.

The shield hanging back on his shoulder does not have much defense against attack. If you attack now, you may be able to injure one in an instant by speed.

There were two guards beside Ishikawa. Although a spear gun was not pressed against his body, the enemy who had the pistol could easily hurt him. Even if he sacrificed his life, he would not be able to protect him.

Miyun Tsugawa gave up the attack on Zhang Huchen. Her two swords were hanging down and stood there, with her bloody mouth on her body. After she controlled her muscles, she had closed her mouth.

Although the handle of the knife was held with both hands, the joints looked white due to excessive force, I could only endure it.

This is humiliation. For warriors, this kind of attack that they may not care about is the greatest contempt, and they can only endure it. Miyun Tsugawa's breathing is heavy, but she purses her lips tightly, not daring to make any moves, for fear that these three people will cause harm to Ishikawa.

"Very good, Mr. Ishikawa, in fact, we came here for a small matter, I want to trouble you." Zhang Huchen caught a long table leaning against the wall and sat up on it without hesitation.

"Speak even if you say it, please don't hurt Miss Miyun!" Haru Ishikawa opened his eyes, glanced at Miyun Tsuga, who was bandaged toward his body, turned his head and said to Zhang Huchen: As long as I can help, you can speak up!

"This matter may harm the interests of the Imperial Army. Are you willing to help?" Zhang Huchen asked strangely.

"This is not a problem. I am just a puppet, far away from the land where I gave birth to me and raised me. Even my parents' birthdays and death days cannot go back to protect and worship. This is not done by a filial son. If a person cannot even be filial to his parents, how can he be loyal to the country and loyal to His Majesty the Emperor? Therefore, I can only choose to protect people close to me, rather than loyal to the country!" Ishikawa Haruichi's tone was plain, but his words were very strange.

"This guy is not going to put a trap for us!" Xing Taizhang said. People from a power institution don't understand the idea of ​​not loving the country and women.

"There is nothing to be able to figure it out. This is a typical anarchist who only wants to have three meals and a sleep all night. He doesn't care about other things!" Guo Yudao understood Ishikawa's choice because he was such a person. He only recognized money and did not ask about anything else.

"This person has a very ancient style. Our tradition is to cultivate oneself, manage the family, govern the country, and pacify the world. Since he can't even protect his own family, how can he talk about protecting the country?" Zhang Huchen also understood that as a person at the bottom of society, he had his own ideas on how many times he had been in society.

The common people have their own way of survival, and most of the time they spend earning their lives for the sake of food, food, food, and salt. Where can they get such noble sentiments?

As the old saying goes, if the granaries are full, you know etiquette and your material foundation cannot be satisfied. Those words that are fake and empty are of no use.

A sketch I saw at the beginning, a hero's mother was interviewed by a TV station and asked her to talk about her experience of how to educate her son. However, the tofu sold downstairs came, so she was able to run away and buy the tofu.

A social moral topic, a verbal food for ordinary people, is naturally important in the eyes of ordinary citizens.

"Since Mr. Ishikawa is willing to take responsibility, then we will go straight to the point!" Zhang Huchen saw the man's trembling body gradually calmed down, and knew that his fear was gradually dissipating and he could communicate normally, so he spoke, "I heard that some medicines will be retained in your warehouse. We brothers have this idea. Look, can you help and tell us the location of these things!"

"Pharmaceuticals, this is military supplies to be transported to the detention center, and I have no right to take care of them." Ishikawa frowned, but his eyes swept towards Miyun Tsugawa.

"We brothers are all making money but not fate, unless someone is unwilling to tell the truth!" Zhang Huchen smiled: "Miss Meiyun over there seems to be very important to you. If I go to fight alone, she will have no power to fight back. Do you think, if the three of us brothers work together, how long can she last?"

"The world is very particular, the innocent man is quick to bear his heart, and he will kill his enemies! Mr. Ishikawa, don't make things difficult for us brothers, otherwise I'm easy to talk to, but the sword is not as good as mine!" Zhang Huchen's slave short sword was still covered with blood. The pungent bloody smell, just piercing the table, had already penetrated the hard wood, causing Ishikawa Haruichi's expression to twitch.

Seeing Ishikawa's mind was entangled, Zhang Huchen was not in a hurry. He just put his hand on the edge of the slave's short sword and gently rubbed it, the collision between the skin and the sword blade brought out a clear and thunderous cry.

"Mr. Ishikawa, the snow is strong and the wind is strong at night. We brothers don't have time to spend here with you. If you are willing to help, hurry up. If you don't want to help, just close your eyes. Otherwise, when the blood splatters, the scenery will be too gorgeous. You may not be able to stand it." Zhang Huchen saw the man biting his lips and holding his knees tightly with both hands. He knew that it was really difficult for this farmer-born person to figure out these things.

The cruel reality made Ishikawa Haruichi hesitate.

Miyun Tsugawa had already wrapped her bandages on her body. The white bandage and the oozing blood made her body full of bright colors. The pants she put on also covered the secrets, but made her even more eye-catching.

As he got up, Zhang Huchen took off his shield and greeted him: "Old Xing. Let's let Mr. Ishikawa see what kind of posture will this Miss Meiyun be like after her head dies!"

Xing Taizhang stepped forward, his spear and gun stuck under his ribs. The jade skeleton walked into the room, and the sharp axe blade slowly approached Ishikawa's neck. Although he did not feel the cold sharp blade, the unique aura of the undead creature rushed to Haruichi Ishikawa and sneeze!
To be continued...