The tip of the dagger was swiped under his eyes several times, and Ye Jian, whose arm was cut, quietly held the silver thread in his hand, and dodged in search of a chance to strangle the mercenary.
At the end of the life and death contest, he clasped the opponent's extended wrist. When Ye Jian stepped back, stepped on the tree with one foot, leaped behind the mercenary, and wrapped the silver thread in his right hand around his neck.
"Oh shit!"
The opponent who felt something wrapped around his neck cursed in blunt Chinese, and he swiped towards Ye Jian’s forehead with air currents. Once he was hit by his fist, Ye Jian, who was hit by his fist, would surely die in the employment. Army hands.
After three years of training, Ye Jian is more sensitive to danger than in his previous life, and reacts faster. He jumped, holding branches with both hands to avoid heavy fists, and silver silk entangled from the branches, and entangled as they dodge. To another tree.
This is enough, enough to clear the target in an instant.
The silver wire is extremely thin. It is not a simple thing to pull it out once it is cut into the meat. The neck is the most dangerous part. Being strangled by anything can make people feel scared and want to pull scary things. Open, let the neck free.
The more you think about it, the faster you attack, and the tighter the silver wire becomes.
The leaves shook and fell like a shower. One end of the silver wire was wrapped around the neck of the mercenary, and the other end was wrapped around the leaves, and then wrapped around the trunk. Following Ye Jian's last kick, the name Bi Ye Jian The mercenary who was half of his head higher than his head caused a roar in his throat, and his fists became more fierce and fierce.
The sweaty Ye Jian didn't give his enemy the last chance, so he kicked it back.
This is a real fight, full of blood and death.
This is the real battlefield, the bloody battlefield where either you die or I die.
The sweat flowed into the eyes and there was no time to wipe it off, the dust on the leaves flew into the eyes, and the pain in the eyes was crushed, and the eyes should continue to be opened.
Relying on the softness and agility of his body, Ye Jian's hands clasped the branches of the tree, and attacked the opponent's shoulders several times. The silver wire was finally tightened into the mercenary's neck, and it became deeper and deeper until he heard his mouth open. Gasping, the severe lack of oxygen in the brain made his movements slower than each time, and his reaction was slower than each time.
Gritting his teeth, Ye Jian hit the opponent's chest one last time, causing him to lean back....
It's now... It's now to give the opponent a fatal blow.
Ye Jian loosened the branches with both hands and quickly jumped down from a high place. The pistol hidden in his clothes was also taken out the moment he jumped down, and shot "bang" at the turning black shadow.
The sixth mercenary is cleared tonight.
Ye Jian leaned against a tree and let her back sit down slowly along the trunk, gasping for breath, so fast as if she would suffocate with a short breath.
The smell of blood in the air was heavier than before, so thick that it couldn't melt away like a slurry, thick, thick, and the whole chest cavity was filled with the smell of blood and rust.
Xia Jinyuan fiercely pierced the arm that strangled his neck with an ice-cold blade, cut it off with a fierce knife, and cut off the tendon of the opponent's arm abruptly.
In the darkness, his deep eyes were cold. Facing the enemy, his eyes could only make people tremble. The tendon of the opponent's arm was severed, and the force of the entire arm suddenly disappeared. Xia Jinyuan suddenly hugged the opponent's. Mind, raised his foot to hook the opponent's neck, and when he came out of his eyes, he threw the mercenary sideways to the ground.