Death Inquisitor

Then a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Everything else is virtual, and it is true to live.

Even if the memory is really passive, even if the person in front of him is a brother, he will fight today.

So soon, Ah San suppressed the strangeness in his heart.

With a roar, he rushed towards Zhao Wu.

Don't look at him as a driver, but the force is not weak at all, because the driver is often a bodyguard at certain critical times.

But Zhao Wu is also not a vegetarian, and he was a ruthless man in the early years.

Later, I became the boss and stopped doing it, but I often went to martial arts halls, taekwondo, and karate halls. The right should be the pastime and fitness of the rich.

So Ah San rushed, he was not afraid, but put up a stance to wait.

"drink!"

The two shouted at the same time, you come and go, fight with the practice of the family.

Whether it is smooth movement, ornamental and power, it is much stronger than ordinary people's wrestling.

The clothes on him brought a burst of howling in the air. After four or five rounds, no one touched anyone.

This does not mean that they are bad, but rather smart.

A true master is never about how powerful the fist is and how hard the body can be beaten, but that the opponent can't hit himself from start to finish.

This kind of master is the most comprehensive and has the highest chance of survival, because whether they are fighting with bare hands or fighting with a knife, they have the power to fight.

Those who fist to the flesh and seem to fight fiercely, you let them try with a knife and wait for the end.

After a few rounds, the two found it difficult to win each other with bare hands.

If it goes on like this, even if it occasionally hits once, it doesn't make any sense. There is no way to kill in one blow, and their time is only ten minutes.

So the two of them stretched out their hands to the waist, and took out two identical daggers.

Zhao Wu and A San frowned, but they were the same! So, did they really know each other before? The feeling of the cat's claws scratching his heart surged again.

They were quickly suppressed by the two, because now it makes no sense to think about it. Even if they want to stop, will the other party be willing? I won't fight anymore, what if he wants to kill me?

Neither Zhao Wu nor Asan were willing to believe each other, so there was only one battle.

The fighting with the dagger was more tense and strange than before, and their nerves were tense.

Because then they must ensure that they must not be hit by the other party, and in the last resort, they must ensure that they can resist the attack at the minimum cost.

Daggers are not the same as fists. They will hurt when rubbed, and they will be killed by one blow if they get the chance. Life and death are often in the first line.

In terms of the game, "show is extreme operation".

Uh!

Zhao Wu took the lead and walked in front of A San in a weird pace. The dagger in his hand pierced his wrist before Xiong.

Asan sideways, after evading the blow, he attacked Zhao Wu's wrist.

The dagger gleamed in silver between the two hands, and occasionally clanged when touched. The movement is much smaller than when the fist was fought, but it is even more creepy.

They all played the same idea, first scrapped the opponent's hand, and then crushed the opponent with a weapon advantage.

Three minutes later, A San left a mouth in the back of Zhao Wu's hand, and blood flowed out.

Zhao Wu couldn't help but twitch in the corner of his mouth, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, the attack became a bit fierce, and he had a desperate posture.

A San's rhythm was disrupted in an instant. Within three rounds, Zhao Wu was pulled back. The thumb was scratched, and the flesh rolled over.

But after a successful blow, Zhao Wu suddenly changed his style and began to wander.

At first, A San didn't understand what was going on. Until a few minutes passed, he felt his heart beating faster and faster, and his body was weak.

"You, you are poisoned!" A San suddenly thought of something, his face was horrified.

Footsteps have been staggered.

"I only understand now, it's too late!" Zhao Wu sneered, and suddenly changed from fighting to attacking.

Although he and Asan's dagger are the same, but he quenched the poison on his dagger.

This is why when he was scratched by Ah San before, he suddenly became a desperate posture.

Because he was worried that A San's dagger was equally poisonous, he was eager to give A San Yi a knife based on the idea that everyone would die together.

The fun in the back is just waiting for everyone to get poisoned together, so as not to hurt each other with a few knives.

But slowly, he found that he had no signs of poisoning.

So he changed from waiting for death to waiting for the toxicity of Ah San to increase, until a fierce offensive broke out at this moment!

puff!

Ah San, who had a physical problem, couldn't resist, his movements were sluggish, and his breathing was difficult.

Zhao Wu seized the opportunity and thrust the dagger into his throat. Then he quickly retreated himself to avoid being mortally counterattacked.

"You... grunt..."

On the ring, Asan covered the wound on his neck, and blood gurgled out, his eyes full of unwillingness and resentment.

"Despicable!" He couldn't say it, he could only use his lips to compare with his lips, and then he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Huh...I won." After Assan died, Zhao Wu suddenly collapsed on the ring, showing a tired look.

Don't look at his physical exertion seems to be small, but the mental exhaustion, but it is comparable to going through a college entrance examination.

No matter how much he recovered, the scene in front of him was already blurred.

Soon, everyone appeared in the previous secret room again.

All 13 people alive are in a state of exhaustion, and there are 13 brand new bodies lying on the ground.

The worst thing, the whole face was smashed with blood and flesh, the nose bridge collapsed, and the eyes were inserted, and the death was very miserable.

"I still can't find it. Has it been killed?" Zhao Wu first observed other people around him.

But found that there is no one like a so-called traitor.

The next Ye Chen's voice told him... the traitor is not dead!

"Do you think this is the end? Unfortunately, the traitor is not dead, so everything will continue. And this is just the beginning, because this time I don't need too many people in the trial, now it is just half of it." .

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