From the Bird

The overturned table cracked into several pieces, and the wine glasses and bottles fell to the ground in a slump, shattered, and the pieces of glass cracked and spattered like sparks.

Cheap is not free.

Li Yan's violent uprising was like a lighted seedling igniting a lead. It was almost the moment when the high table hit Abaninma's stomach. The three people closest to Li Yan slammed their right feet. Li's low whip leg banged on Li Yan's right foot which had not been lowered.

Unexpectedly, when Li Yan lifted his knees, his calf was moved forward, his heels were pushed forward, and the man who pushed his leg out was forced into a slap, tripping over the stool behind the body, extremely embarrassed.

All this happened very quickly. Abanienma didn't respond to the pain. The last person, lightningly, pulled out a large-caliber revolver from his waist and pushed it up against Li Yan's chin.

"Are you looking for death?"

Li Yan's jaw poked in the black hole, and the man yelled fiercely at Li Yan. As long as he pulls the trigger, the bullet will first shoot through Li Yan's throat, and then overturn his Tian Ling cover, raising up more than a meter of plasma and rotten meat.

Li Yan glanced calmly at the man, his tongue against his upper lip, and a spit on his nose.

The man froze for a moment, but his anger forced his fingers to pull the trigger!

Then found that the trigger could not hold down.

The man bowed his head sharply, only to find that Li Yan was holding a spoon in his left hand, which was inserted into the trigger's retaining ring.

Li Yan twisted with his left hand, and the steel spoon stirred the man's index finger. The man took a pain, and his hand retracted. Li Yan grabbed the pistol and smashed it on the left-hand wall. He was catching up with the pistol and the flame burst Ming, the bullet shattered an empty wine glass.

The man took two steps back to stabilize himself, looked up and widened his eyes, his expression a little shocked.

It was simple to meet each other, but the three of them couldn't hold back Li Yan's arrogance.

At this time, the entire fourth floor of the building rang loudly, and whistles were heard.

"Fuck him."

"Three losers hit one?"

"One piece!"

Either Aba Ningma or Li Yan, the people on both sides seem to be in the "newcomer" ranks in the building, plus the eyes of the people directly under the guard are higher than the top of the base of Yin Xiong The indiscriminate army is ignorant, and now Aba Ningma eats crickets. Of course, these people will take the opportunity to coax the seedlings and want to see their jokes.

Abaninma's face was ugly. He was usually slammed with iron rods, and he could still be silent, but he was blacked out by the corner of the table. The laughter and whistles around him made him even more angry.

He licked his lips, coldly pulled the table in front of him, and pulled out two cold-toned tungsten steel daggers from behind his waist, held one back against Li Yan, and the other raised his hand. past.

Li Yan reached out to catch the thrown dagger and stared up at Abaninma.

Abanienma's Chinese language seemed quite ordinary, and he hoarsely said to Li Yan: "Two swords, pour one out."

Li Yan smiled, and threw the windbreaker on his shoulders on the chair, making a crackling sound. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, picked the tip of the knife in his hand, and hooked Abaninma, the smell of gunpowder on the field was strong.

The other two looked at each other with a hesitant look.

Li Yan's thinking is simple and clear. Now that he knows that these people will find their own trouble when they leave the task tomorrow. It would be better to let the rabbit have an accident tonight. Even if you go it alone, it is better than someone holding back. I drank that I drank too much, and also talked about the past. Besides, Yin Xiongzhen arranged this person to be in a group with himself. He didn't have any good intentions at all. Li Yan started tonight, forgive him for saying nothing.

The people around hid far away, leaving a large area of ​​space, Wei Dan holding his huge rifle, sitting between Li Yan and Abaningma, with two arms carrying a full breast and a wine bottle in his mouth Lid, I don't know what to think about.

Name: Abaninma

Tier III Arms: Youshen

Youshen? Lord.

Li Yan laughed secretly. He kept saying that he was a **** of wandering, and everyone else thought so, but what a real **** of wandering looked like, this was the first time Li Yan had seen him.

Well, daggers, for your sake, play with you.

Li Yan clutched the knife handle tightly and walked forward step by step.

A series of crisp sounds of bones came from Abaninma's body, followed by a rush, and a tungsten steel dagger was drawn under Li Yan's ribs. Li Yan stepped back and stabbed his right hand forward. Abaninma also leaned back, and the rising blade went to bite Li Yan's wrist. The blade rubbed the back of Li Yan's hand and cut the bleeding marks. Li Yan picked one finger and turned it into a reverse grip. The tip of the knife was chiseled to the back of Abaningma's hand, but he hit the back of Abaningma's blade with a clear hum Ming.

Both men's waist rods maintained a certain arc, and the blades shattered the air in the air, making a dull sonic boom. But the two tungsten steel daggers had almost no frontal contact. They licked each other's soft flesh and brushed, and then pulled back like a dragonfly. They confronted each other briefly, corrected their momentum, and quickly slaughtered them into a ball. There is no sense of beauty at all, the blood is brutal, and the people watching are all cold.

The dagger fiercely bites and entangles, and suddenly breaks apart, bringing out several deep or shallow wounds. The shorter the soldiers meet, the worse.

About three or four rounds, Li Yan already knew it.

The dagger is not his strong point, but his family education is here. Li Yan's use of a dagger is also considered to be strict, and from the reaction of Abaninma, this is an old man who plays a short knife.

"Like the bird catcher, he has increased his shot speed, but the response has not been able to keep up."

At this point in Li Yan ’s thoughts, it was another attack. The dagger swept fiercely from right to left. The blade passed through Abaninma's throat and brought out a few drops of blood, but he sold half of his body to Abaninma. !!

Aba Ningma's arms and face were covered with blood, but her eyes flashed! Gritted his teeth and raised his right hand, Xueliang's knife tore open the smelly air, and ran down Li Yan's neck!

Li Yan didn't lift his head, and jumped back abruptly, changing the dagger from his right hand to his left hand, holding the back of the knife back so that the arc of the blade was close to his arm.

Li Yan stretched his left arm to protect his head and face, and a pair of eyes with calm and stormy eyes stared at Abaninma creepily!

At that moment, tide-like vigilance arose in Abaninma's heart!

But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

clang! clang! clang!

Aba Ningma waved his blade, and the sweat went out in a series. Several blades smashed on Li Yange's left arm. The rubbing friction was accompanied by a fierce spark.

The footsteps of the two were chaotic and intricately interacting, and the ground was rustling. The crowd heard only the dull sound of a sharp blade cutting into the flesh, three **** fingers falling to the ground, Li Yan's blade flipped in his hand, and poked straight into Abaninma's clavicle. Stuck!

Flutter ~

Abaninma fainted and fell to the ground.

Li Yan dropped his dagger, and there was no drunkenness in his eyes.

"Take him to the doctor."

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