At this time, Chen Chen ignored Bichil's heart tumbling, waved the alloy assault knife, and laughed easily: "God's sword? Has God not sharpened his knife for a long time, and it is almost rusted?"

Being so despised, Beecher only felt a breath of heat stirring in his chest, burning him to the point of losing his mind.

Suddenly, he let out a sharp roar and took out another scalpel from his pocket with his left hand!

Double knife?

Seeing Bichil's two swords in his hand, Chen Chen was slightly stunned.

It is difficult to play with a knife, and it is even more difficult to play with a double knife!

It’s not that if you dance with one hand and one knife at a time, it’s called a double sword. It must be that you don’t often use the hand to practice as flexible as you often use the hand. The double sword is equally agile and quick, and complement each other and cooperate with each other. This is called a double sword.

It seems that this Beecher is called the Sword of God, not because he has a false reputation. He has real life in his hands.

Understanding this, Chen Chen's face was not afraid at all, but was full of desire.

"It's fun to fight with a master!" He licked his lips with his tongue and couldn't wait to go straight to the other party.

Beicher let out a sharp laugh and waved his swords to greet him.

At the moment of meeting, Beicill waved his sword at the same time, with his left hand on top and his right hand on bottom, cutting across across together, directly blocking all Chen Chen's action routes.

If you lean over, you will be slashed by the right-hand knife. If you jump up, you will be slashed by the left-hand knife. Moreover, because it is a horizontal cut, it is unlikely to dodge left and right. No matter how you look at it, you will inevitably get a knife. At least, Beicul knew that if he had faced such an attack, he would definitely have to be slashed.

But Chen Chen is not Bichil.

Seeing Bichil's shoulders move, he knew what he was going to do. He sneered and his feet jumped up slightly.

But instead of jumping up, I turned my body across, as if I was lying on an invisible recliner, and just passed by Beckyer horizontally.

Bichil's pupils contracted rapidly, and he had two swords on both sides and left and right, and he would be stabbed whether he leaned over or jumped up. However, the biggest gap in this move was the space between the two swords.

However, it is impossible for ordinary people to get through this position that is neither up nor down, so in theory it cannot form a flaw. However, Chen Chen just grasped this flaw and avoided these two swords with actions that ordinary people could not do.

Moreover, while passing by Beckyer horizontally, the assault knife in his hand also floated to his chest.

Beicher's breathing was almost stagnant. Such a skill was unheard of. He had been playing with the knife for twenty years, but today he opened his eyes. In panic, he quickly turned around and avoided it. He could only minimize the damage as much as possible.

At the critical moment, he still made the most correct move. He cut his assault knife through his chest and cut a hole, but it did not hurt his internal organs in the end.

The two of them passed by, Chen Chen's body fell horizontally, and he was about to fall to the ground. However, at the moment of landing, he supported his right hand on the ground, and his body bounced up under force. With this force, he restored his balance, landed steadily and turned around.

Bichil looked down at the wound on his chest and the blood flowing, his expression dull.

"God's sword is really going to break?" Chen Chen did not rush to pursue him, and he shook the assault knife leisurely and let out a sarcasm.

After being humiliated repeatedly, Bitchell's eyes flashed with anger that was as solid as it was, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

After decades of his debut, he has never suffered such humiliation.

"ah!"

With a sharp scream, Beicher suddenly waved his hands and threw two scalpels out hard. Then, he took out two other handles from his pocket without hesitation, and rushed up one of them.

Chen Chen had been wary of it. When he saw the flying knife attacking, he smiled easily and twisted his body to avoid it one by one. When he turned around, Bichel had already rushed to the front with his two swords in his hand.

"die!"

Beicher's eyes turned red. He endured the severe pain in his chest, desperately trying to teach the person who humiliated himself a lesson.

But Chen Chen's eyes flashed with obvious disdain, and he squatted down and bent his feet to the maximum extent, like two springs. Then, he stretched lightly, lifting his body up.

With all his strength, he jumped directly over Beicul's head.

Bichil only felt a flash in front of him and had lost his sight. When he realized that he wanted to pursue him, he felt a chill in his neck.

While jumping over Beicil's head, the assault knife in Chen Chen's hand had already scratched his neck.

Bichel slowly turned around, his eyes full of astonishment and disbelief, and blood kept flowing down his fingers, taking away his life like a surging stream.

The consciousness gradually blurred, and a severe pain came from his neck. At the last moment, Beecher could only stare at Chen Chen with resentment and resentment, stretching out his left hand desperately forward, as if he wanted to grab something or blame something.

I wanted to make a sound, but I could only twist my neck and make a strange "cuckoo" sound.

Finally, it fell down like a piece of rotten wood.

"Is it very simple?" Chen Chen ignored the gradually cold body, put the assault knife back into the locker, and then walked forward to pick up the FAMAS assault rifle on the ground.

After careful inspection, he found that the barrel was sunken and was a little stuck. If he continued to use it, he might be completely damaged. He had no choice but to put it in the storage cabinet. He did not intend to use it again before repairing it.

All threats have been cleared, and next is Zhao Xuanlong!

I had seen him being pushed into the small truck compartment before, and shot a shuttle at the compartment in a hurry. I didn't know if it hit. Thinking of this, Chen Chen planned to go forward and check it out, and he had to confirm that Zhao Xuanlong was dead before he could leave.

Just as he turned around, a "dongdong" slap suddenly came from the truck compartment.

"I'm not dead yet?" Chen Chen was slightly shocked and raised his eyebrows.

Just before him, the slapping sounds in the car became louder and louder. You can see that with the force of the slapping, the whole car began to shake violently from left to right. You can imagine how strong the force is.

"Bang"!

With a loud bang, a hand suddenly penetrated the metal carriage and stretched out, as if an evil ghost suddenly stretched out his claws from the ground.

Then, the outstretched hand suddenly tore it, and the cabin shell was already densely packed with bullet holes, which had become fragile. At this moment, the hand tore off a large piece of outer skin.

Seeing the effect, the guy inside became even more excited. He kept tugging with his hands, and a big hole was tearing out in a few strokes, and the scene inside finally appeared in front of Chen Chen.

The person inside was indeed Zhao Xuanlong. He had woken up at this time, but there were dense tubes inserted into his body, transporting some kind of black liquid into his body.

"What is this?" Zhao Xuanlong's eyes turned red, and he let out a wave of roar to tear off the tube.

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Thank you brothers, the newcomer A signing number one, let’s continue to occupy it!

Hehe, thank you to Zhang Tui for the reward of the God of Direction. Everyone will support the Strong Book of Direction.

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