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357 Dongzhou HW Team - Yake

Although Marger is the kind of coward who relies on machines to fight and shoes to escape, he has two moves that can solve a fight with one blow.

He silently pulled out three blades from his lower back, which he had prepared long ago. For this repair, three thin grooves were left on the arm's skeleton in advance, and the three blades were inserted into them.

Fixed firmly.

On the other side, Sorimachi couldn't bear it anymore. No matter how strong his willpower was, he couldn't withstand the cold air eroding his wounds. His whole body was covered with knife marks. Although they were very shallow, the muscle tissue on all the wounds was completely necrotic.

Now Sorimachi is only fighting with a willpower that is beyond ordinary people. He knows very well that the strength of the enemy in front of him really exceeds his own.

"Hey, the movement has slowed down a lot." Yake stabbed Sorimachi's abdomen with ease, and when the thin blade was withdrawn, it didn't bring out a drop of blood, just because the muscles in Sorimachi's body were already damaged the moment the blade came into contact.

Freeze.

Sorimachi's strength is actually very strong. Compared with the strength of ordinary players like Van Heim, Li Nuo suffered some hardships at first, but compared to him, the gap between him and Yake is too huge.

After all, the beasts kept in the zoo are no match for the tigers in the forest.

Except for the plot characters, most of the people with special skills in this script are not as good as players with level 20 or above. It is not because their attribute values ​​are weak, but because the players have equipment bonuses.

Sorimachi's lips turned purple and chills came out of his body. He understood that the guy holding the knife in front of him was playing tricks.

Just like humans playing with bugs.

"hiss……"

He let out foul breath, suddenly jumped up and struck with a straight fist with his already stiffened wrist, aiming directly at the opponent's heart.

Bang……

Yak cannot dodge or dodge. The bone strength of a player at this level is close to the hardness of steel. After several fights, he has already understood that although Sorimachi's fists are fast and weird, they cannot break through his defense. So he simply uses force and cuts him open twice in a row.

Sorimachi's chest was so fast that he couldn't even see the afterimage clearly.

Sorimachi couldn't hold himself up and knelt on the ground, but Shancun's consciousness kept him from falling.

When you are entrusted by others, as long as you agree, you must complete it, regardless of any cost or consequences. This is what Sorimachi's father often said when he was a child.

"Baozi... entrust..."

He murmured in his mouth that Li Nuo's entrustment and the buns given to him by Marjie, in his opinion, were tasks and favors that must be fulfilled.

Sorimachi used his last breath to gather all the strength in his body, raised his fist and hit Yak's abdomen, but the punch was really too soft, and Sorimachi had no strength left.

"You are not a player." Yak looked down on Sorimachi, "Sauron said that the man named Marger should not be underestimated. You are too weak, so you are..."

Before he finished speaking, Yake suddenly raised his hand and slashed at Marjie who suddenly rushed towards him.

At this moment, Yak noticed an aura of extreme danger blowing against his face like a cold winter wind, and quickly retreated.

There was a visible wound on Marjie's shoulder. If it weren't for his protection, the knife would have been enough to cut off his collarbone.

"Don't run!"

Marjie's feet are extremely fast and can increase the player's speed to a level that breaks the limit. With a sudden increase in speed, Marjie reached out and touched Yak's clothes.

"Caught."

In an instant, Yak was like a magnet for the opposite sex, moving uncontrollably towards Marjie.

Marjie grabbed Yak's collar, and with the huge strength he didn't know where, he used only one hand to grab Yak, who had hard bones and strong muscles.

!

Marger used Ralph's move, lifting Yak and hitting him on his shoulder. Three blades cut into Yak's back, causing his eyes to widen in pain.

But everything has just begun.

Marger threw him into the air, and when he landed, he hit Yake's lower back with his shoulder. This time, the latter heard the crisp sound of his own bones, and he roared out in pain.

Yake was thrown to the ground hard, causing several spider web cracks on the ground.

This complete set of moves belongs to Ralph. This move may seem ordinary, but it is aimed at the useless person. In addition, the damage of the skill is several times stronger than that of an ordinary A-level move.

The spaces between Yake's teeth were stained red with blood.

"It's not over yet..."

Marge grabbed Sorimachi, who seemed to be unconscious, and retreated a considerable distance away.

Sorimachi felt a stench coming over him, and when he rolled his eyes, he realized that Marger was holding something indescribable and filthy.

This is the rhythm that Marger is most familiar with and the method he is most proud of.

Reappearance!

A cloud of brown smoke emitted from around Yak, Marger raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger.

The red one spun out in the firelight. Although Yake was lying on the ground, his reaction was still very fast. Before the flames appeared in the muzzle of the gun, he had already noticed a more terrifying fatal premonition.

It's just too late.

It rushed into the brown mist and hit the ground.

The combination of explosion and methane appeared again after a long absence.

The explosion was beyond imagination, and the pillar of fire rising into the sky dealt the final blow to the crumbling hotel.

Yak was drowned in the fire, and Marger had already dragged Sorimachi out of the hotel.

Seeing that the hotel lobby and its upper floors had all collapsed, Marger let out a sigh of relief.

Two consecutive pop-up voices did not make Marger relax. You must know that besides him, Sorimachi and Yak, there were two unconscious players in the lobby just now.

Perhaps Yake has not yet expired, but he is not far from death.

Without hesitation, Marger raised his gun and fired, using up the remaining bullets. Two of the shots continued to escalate the damage to the hotel.

"What's going on?"

Marger was changing the magazine, why hadn't he heard the news of the kill yet?

"Don't waste bullets..." The voice came from Sorimachi who was lying on the ground. He tried his best to open his mouth and said: "Even if he is not dead, he can't withstand the explosion... The flames and the falling building cement blocks can bury him underground.

…”

Marjie said: "I thought you were dead."

Sorimachi replied with a weak tone: "I will not die here..."

At this time, in the ruins of the building, a cute and small green dinosaur puppet slowly crawled out, and suddenly a cloud of white mist exploded around it. When the wind blew, the mist dispersed, and Yak appeared in front of them again.

In front of you.

"He's not dead!?" Marger was surprised, but just a second later he discovered that not only was he not dead, but Yak's back was still bleeding, and there were no other wounds at all.

"Isn't it weird?" Yak smiled sarcastically and said, "Do you know there is a skill called it?"

He stared hard at Marjie, and then said: "This trick is very valuable. Thanks to you, I can use it. I understand why Sauron said that you are extremely dangerous."

He scratched his skin with the paper knife, and red blood adhered to the blade. Yak raised the knife and flicked it, and the short blade of the paper knife instantly lengthened and turned into a long straight-edged knife.

"Now, I'm going to take it seriously."




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