Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

Obviously Roland's sudden attack caught the old man off guard, according to common sense. Isn't this the time to talk to each other in a hazy, unclear way, to show off each other's strength, and then to make a beautiful starting move, and then to have a big fight, to live in peace and be ruthless to each other? By the way, the days are long, so what?

Why did this kid rush to poke people's lung tubes as soon as he came up?

Today’s young people~

As his mind was spinning, Roland's flying kick was already in front of him. The old man calmly raised the thin stick in his hand to block it. He turned around and flipped his wrist, clasping Roland's ankle. He turned his one hand into two hands and used a horizontal stroke. The thin staff came over and pressed Roland's ankle. He stepped back, squatted down, and pressed down, all at once!

This old man's tricks were so cruel that he was going to cripple someone's leg as soon as he started.

However, Roland looked very frizzy. In fact, he had done this kind of training without holding back at all and just rushing to kill you countless times.

As if he had prepared a trick in advance, while one leg was locked, Roland, who was in the air, borrowed some strength from somewhere. He turned around in the air like a rugby ball, raised his supporting leg, and used the old man's locked leg. Using his legs as a point of support, he kicked back, hitting the old man's raised hands. Not only did he get out of the situation he was locked in, but he also took advantage of the situation and kicked the old man back several steps.

"Hmph! He is definitely not a good person with such a desperate fighting style!"

The old man snorted coldly and made sure of Roland's decision. He touched the thin stick with his hand and the stick fell off, revealing the thin long knife hidden in it.

"You're still reasonable!"

Roland became even more angry after hearing this. If he is a good person, can he still say that? !

If you come up and fight, it's wrong if others fight back, right?

Thinking of this, Roland didn't feel the need to hold anything back.

"Five lightning whips!"

While shouting this, he directly threw several coins in his hand, hitting the old man like a hidden weapon. At the same time, the Roland man also drew his sword in his hand, dragged the sword behind him, leaned against the ground, and ran over quickly. He jumped up in the air and slashed down suddenly.

But who knows, although Roland could tell that the old man might be blind, the coins he threw out to paralyze the opponent were actually dodged and shot down by the blind old man. In fact, the blind old man even raised his head and said, "Look" Take a look at Roland!

Ding~!

The weapons met each other, and both of them used thin, thin weapons. The sound of the blades hitting each other was not very ear-splitting, but rather pleasant to hear.

And after the opening sound, the sound of tinkling tinkling was heard all of a sudden, the light splashed like sparks, and the sound was like clear spring hitting rocks. But in this scene as beautiful as a painting, there are endless dangers hidden.

Finally, after a sharp impact, a piece of the blade fell to the ground. The long sword in Roland's hand that was given by Jin Bin was no match for the sword in the old man's hand, and the blade was chopped off.

"Young man, just stop... ugh!"

The blind old man still looked like a master, standing sideways, as if he wanted to say something, completing the last scene of a series of procedures for the appearance of a master from outside the world: the Big Mouth Escape Technique. In this way, the enemy will be greatly shocked, and then his soul will be baptized, and then he will wake up, bow his head and worship bala bala bala ~

But Roland is not that kind of person.

Who said you can't kill someone without a gun?

Just as the old man was coming up and down, Roland directly grabbed the old man's sword with his bare hands, then lay down and cut off the sword, using his cross-arm to do an upward thrust!

The broken blade exploded along the sword body of the staff and sent out a string of sparks towards the old man's sword-holding hand. The old man reflexively wanted to draw the sword, but found that his sword was caught in someone else's hand and he could not draw it out. !

In desperation, the old man could only abandon his sword and jump back with his bare hands.

After standing firm, the old man finally showed a shocked expression and looked up in horror. It turned out that he was really blind.

"You...!"

"Don't be angry~"

Roland, who had been squatting on the ground just now, also stood up. He held a broken knife in one hand and a staff sword in the other. He opened his hands wide and tilted his head. He stood under the moonlight and smiled very happily.

At this time, his left hand was already bloody, but he was still holding the sword, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

The blind stickman has seen such opponents many times in his life, but most people who show off their bravery underestimate the enemy and rush forward, are irritable and irritable, and have almost no self-control ability.

But this one today...

"Hmph! Young man, it's just temporary gain. I advise you not to be too..."

"I know this! How can young people be called young people if they are not arrogant?"

As he spoke, he became excited: "I can also do the next sentence! Happy Qiangzi! I just like your temper! Let me stab you twice!"

While the voice was still shouting, the man had already rushed over, trying to kill the opponent with every move, showing no mercy.

Originally, it was the same. I don’t know you. Didn’t you show mercy when you cut me down just now?

……

Gunsou regrets it very much now.

Originally, he just knew that there was a young man who suddenly appeared and was helping Kingpin. After careful verification, he found that this was the first time that this young man had made a mistake. There should be some way to save him, so he came here. Stop him, try to teach him by words and deeds, let him know what love and justice are, and stop being a villain.

Unexpectedly, just one step away, I spoke a little too slowly, and it ended up like this.

It seems that it is too late to talk about those things now. The problem that needs to be solved now is not how to persuade others to do evil and do good, but how to protect yourself from the attack of this young man like a mad dog.

"Uh! Cough!"

The stick man was slightly distracted and tried to avoid it in vain. He didn't pay attention. He was knocked on the ear by the handle of Roland's knife. After losing his balance, he was hit by another knee. When his chin was raised, one of his teeth flew out. This Not to mention, he received another flying kick in the stomach, and the person also flew out.

The old man looked miserable here, but the strange thing was that he could still stand up, which surprised Roland. The old man was definitely not just an ordinary person who knew martial arts. His body was too strong.

Then see if it can be stronger than steel!

The broken knife was thrown out and went straight to the thigh.

However, with a bang, the trajectory of the broken knife changed and it was knocked away by something.

"Ok?"

Roland looked back at a rooftop: "Are there any experts? You really don't sleep in the middle of the night, right?"

He raised his finger: "ROOM!"

Upstairs, Daredevil, who was lying on the roof, had just blocked the opponent's inevitable attack. The next second, he was exposed. The other party just looked back at him, raised a finger, and then, before Daredevil In his "sight", the other party suddenly disappeared!

Where are others!

Could it be...

"Are you...looking for me?"

In the darkness, a bloody hand stretched out from behind and pinched Daredevil's neck.

"Another blind man? No wonder he came out in the middle of the night. I need an explanation."

Bloody fingers tapped Daredevil's eyelids, leaving two scarlet blood spots.

"This is all a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstand?"

Roland smiled and said gently: "Go on, I'm listening."

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