The blade of the dagger was waved under the eyes several times, and Ye Jian, whose arm was cut, quietly held the silver wire in her hand, and dodged to find an opportunity to strangle the mercenary.

At the last moment of the battle of life and death, she clasped the wrist extended by the other side. When Ye Jian stepped back, she stepped on the tree with one foot, leaped behind the mercenary, and at the same time wrapped the silver wire in her right hand around his neck.

"Damn it!"

The opponent who felt that he had something around his neck scolded him in hard Chinese. All his fists waved towards Ye Jian's forehead with air flow. Once hit by his fist, Ye Jian, who suffered a severe head injury, would surely die in the hands of mercenaries.

After three years of training, Ye Jian's sensitivity to danger is higher than that of her last life, and her response is faster. She jumps, holds the branch with her hands and avoids heavy fists. The silver wire is more entangled from the branch, and then entangles another tree as she dodges.

This is enough, enough to clear the target in an instant.

The silver wire is very thin. Once it's pulled into the meat, it's not a simple thing to pull it out. The neck is the most dangerous part. Being strangled by anything will make people feel scared. I want to tear away the scary things and free the neck.

The more you think about it, the faster the attack, the tighter the silver thread.

The leaves were shaking like a shower. One end of the silver thread was wrapped around the mercenary's neck, the other end was wrapped around the leaves, and then it was wrapped around the tree trunk. With Ye Jian's last belly kick, the mercenary, who was half a head higher than Ye Jian, burst out a roar in his throat with pain, and his fist was more fierce and fierce.

Ye Jian, a sweaty woman, didn't give her enemy the last chance to kick back.

This is a real fight, full of blood and death.

This is the real battlefield. Either you or I will die.

There is no time to wipe away the sweat flowing into the eyes. The dust on the leaves flies to the eyes, and the pain in the eyes will continue to open their eyes.

Depending on the softness and flexibility of the body, Ye Jian's hands hold the branch and attack the other side's shoulder several times. The silver wire finally tightens into the mercenary's neck. The deeper it gets, the deeper it is to hear him gasping for breath. The severe lack of oxygen in the brain makes his movements slow and slow one by one.

Biting his teeth, Ye Jian makes a final blow to the other side's chest, making him lean back.

Now , is now to give each other a fatal blow.

Leaf Jane hands loose branches, quickly jumped from a high place, hidden in the clothes of the pistol also jumped out of the moment, aiming at the turned up black shadow "bang" to shoot.

The sixth mercenary was cleared tonight.

Ye Jian leaned against a tree and let her back slowly sit down along the trunk. She gasped heavily, as if she would suffocate with less breath.

The smell of blood in the air is heavier than before. It's too thick to melt like a paste. It's thick and thick. The whole chest is full of the smell of blood rust.

Xia Jinyuan uses the cold blade to tie his arm tightly around his neck. He cuts it off with a very fierce knife and cuts the tendon of the other side's arm directly.

In the dark, his deep eyes were cold. In the face of the enemy, the eyes were only chilling. The tendon of the other side's arm was cut, and the whole arm's strength suddenly disappeared. Xia Xianyuan held the other side's head, raised his feet to hook the other side's neck, and fell the mercenary to the ground when he burst out of his eyes.

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