The strength of Drinking Blood Deep Eyes obviously exceeded Chen Cao's expectation. He held Chen Cao's hand and turned the dagger immediately. At the same time, the fist thorn on his hand also reached the tip of Chen Cao's nose. Chen Cao's conditioned reflex
Chen Cao grabbed the opponent's wrist with a punch and stab, and the veins at the tiger's mouth of Chen Cao holding the dagger were exposed, but he did not dare to relax at all, because he knew that as long as he was slightly negligent, the opponent's punch and his own
The dagger in his hand will be inserted into his head at the same time.
This stalemate lasted only a second, but Chen Cao felt that the time between life and death was longer than a century. In just a short period of time, the tip of his nose was soaked with sweat. The only thing he could do now was to tighten his legs and try to
Able to contain the opponent's strength.
"Young man, I admit that you have good abilities. Just give up. As long as you let go, I will stop attacking immediately!" Drinking Blood Deep Tong held Chen Cao's dagger in one hand and said coldly.
Chen Cao gritted his teeth, moved the dagger away from the fist in the opponent's hand, and then said a few words from between his teeth: "Do you think you have the upper hand!" After saying that, he pressed his arm hard on the opponent's neck.
, the opponent immediately felt a little short of breath, and the veins in his neck made a clicking sound. Chen Cao immediately turned the dagger and aimed it at the opponent's heart, but how could the blood-drinking eyes allow Chen Cao to succeed? He immediately used force to grab the opponent.
Chen Cao's wrist was caught, but Chen Cao's wrist was caught at this time, and the opponent had no chance to stab him again. Although both sides became anxious again, Chen Cao temporarily gained the upper hand.
Chen Cao felt that the last bit of strength in his body was exhausted, because the muscles in his arms were trembling slightly, and the fingers holding the dagger began to become slightly sore and weak.
Drinking blood and deep pupils were not much better. He could no longer make a sound. He was strangled by Chen Ao's strong force, which made his face turn purple. The most terrible thing was that one of his hands
He also had to hold Chen Cao's hand holding the dagger against his chest, so that he could not muster any other strength to remove Chen Cao's hand that was strangling his neck.
The two of them were locked in a stalemate, and Chen Cao gritted his teeth and persisted. The strength of Drinking Blood Deep Eyes never relaxed. Both parties knew that now was the time to fight for perseverance. If he relaxed even a little, he would be killed immediately.
Chen Cao had exhausted the last bit of strength in his body, and his brain began to lack oxygen. He knew that a person's strength is depleted the fastest when he is in a nervous state.
We can't continue like this. After all, we are the main attacker now and the opponent is passive. If we continue like this, even if we have the upper hand temporarily, as soon as we relax, the opponent will immediately have the opportunity to counterattack. Now we can only take risks.
Thinking of this, Chen Cao suddenly let go of the dagger in his hand. Drinking Blood Deep Eyes was startled, but his body's first reaction still made him hold the dagger and let go of Chen Cao's wrist, but Chen Cao suddenly stepped out.
When the hand came, it didn't stop, and directly let go of Drinking Blood Shen Tong's neck, and held the other person's head with both hands at the same time.
It's over! When Chen Cao's calloused hands grabbed his forehead, Xue Shen Tong already had a premonition that his death was coming. The sound he heard at the last moment of his life was a click from his neck, and then
His eyes, which had just recovered somewhat, were suddenly blackened like fragments.
The originally taut and steel-like body of Drinking Blood Deep Tong has become as limp as an earthworm, and the dagger tightly held in his hand is also limp. Even in this situation, Chen Cao did not dare to relax at all. He grabbed
He took Xue Shen Tong's hand and hit his chest hard several times until the thick blood spurted out. Then he let go of his legs, quickly crawled away a few steps, and leaned against a
He was breathing heavily on the tree. Even if a rabbit came over now, he believed it could kill him.
Drinking blood, Shen Tong tilted his head to one side, and only then could he see clearly that his face had been stung by wasps like a meat bun, and the blood on his chest was slowly expanding. Chen Cao had already stopped breathing, and smiled secretly: "If the world
Everyone knows that one of the eight famous killers in the world died in such a way. I don’t know what he will think!” At the same time, he was also secretly surprised in his heart. It is really surprising that this blood-drinking deep pupil has such fighting power under such circumstances.
People admire.
However, Chen Cao knew that he did not have time to cherish the hero here. He pried open the fingers of Drinking Blood Deep Eyes, took out the dagger, then peeled off his clothes, looking for the totem that Yihun Ningluo mentioned, and soon
Unexpectedly, he found marks on the tender flesh of Blood Drinking Deep Eyes' buttocks. At this moment, there were a swarm of moths, densely packed, and it looked mind-numbing.
No matter what he is, cut it off first. With this extra piece of skin, Chen Cao feels a lot more at ease. But at the same time, he is also wondering why the guy who just came with Blood Drinking Deep Tong has not appeared. Who is he?
?
Chen Ao knew that he couldn't stay in this place any longer. He quickly packed his bags and walked slowly in the jungle. There was no time to lose. He had just gone through a battle and he had to maintain his strength now.
Just after walking less than a hundred steps, Chen Cao heard gunshots in his ears. Who was it! Chen Cao immediately became alert, but his physical strength has not yet been restored. Naturally, Chen Cao would not rush over to take care of this nosy matter. He looked around and used his skill
, quickly climbed up the big tree, and directly found a branch that was hidden enough to hide.
The sound of gunfire was very rhythmic. It seemed that both sides were masters of using guns. Chen Cao's thoughts were certain, and the gunshots of the other party were getting closer and closer. According to Chen Cao's judgment, the other party was obviously engaging in mobile warfare, which was extremely consuming of physical strength and nerves.
way of fighting.
The sound of gunfire was getting closer and closer, already a hundred meters away. Chen Cao was getting more and more frightened by such a flamboyant fighting style. In the jungle now full of dangers, this method is obviously wrong. First of all, mobile warfare must be concentrated. If
If you lose your focus, you will be killed immediately by the opponent. There are too many unsafe factors hidden in the jungle now, such as snipers lurking around, encountering small groups of enemies, etc.
Thinking of this, he shrunk his body and leaned against the tree to disguise himself, because the first task assigned to him by Yihun Ningluo had been completed, and he had a piece of skin dug out from the hands of Drinking Blood Deep Tong.
, he already has the capital to negotiate with Yihun Ningluo. Of course, his current idea is that it would be better if Yihun Ningluo and another killer are conducting a mobile battle not far away. At least, he can simultaneously
Kill two people. The rules are for ignorant people. Smart people play with the rules. After all, Yihun Ningluo is not worthy of his trust until now. If he has the chance, he will definitely kill Yihun Ningluo. This is as a
The survival rules a soldier should have.
Accompanied by a gunshot that shocked the eardrums, the gunshot gradually got closer.