The strongest Fuka

Chapter 41 Knife, you didn't use it like this!

But this time, Lao He was indeed wrong.

It wasn't that Tang Bao didn't speak, it was that he couldn't speak.

"laugh--"

A blade with a cold light suddenly pulled out from the eye socket of a man in black, and wiped it away from his throat fiercely and decisively. In an instant, the sound of bones breaking was heard, and countless blood splashed out from under the knife.

Immediately, the corpse fell heavily to the ground, splashed into the bloody water, and a few flowers of blood burst out, which shocked people's hearts.

Tang Bao tightly grasped the handle of the knife, quickly dealt with the opponent, and then stopped. The original black shirt was soaked in blood at this moment, and it was tightly attached to his body.

"No.15 cut!"

He was panting heavily, half bent, in an attacking state, and stared coldly at the only man in black opposite him, his gaze was like a beast.

"Old Huang, are you dead?"

Without looking back, he yelled loudly.

"Cough cough - don't worry, I won't die yet." Huang Jinlong leaned against the tree and coughed up a mouthful of blood, wiped it away, panting heavily, his chest was covered with blood, some from him and some from others.

Tang Bao breathed a sigh of relief.

After receiving Huang Jinlong's call, it took him only 3 minutes to rush to the construction site designated by Lao Huang to find him.

At that time, Huang Jinlong was covered in blood and leaning on the gravel. When he saw himself, he smiled miserably, which sounded a bit sad.

He could only swallow what he had to say, no nonsense, and quickly gave Lao Huang medicine.

However, it didn't take long for a group of men in black to kill him, but Lao Huang needed to heal his wounds, so Tang Bao could only do it alone.

This is indeed a big challenge for Tang Bao.

Even if it was just a martial arts apprentice's cultivation, after all, there were many people on the other side, but Tang Bao was alone, and he was accompanied by Lao Huang, a remnant soldier who struggled to speak.

So he could only take Lao Huang and run towards the park while making shots.

Fortunately, he was already familiar with this area, so he temporarily set up a few hunter traps, and ran all the way down, and now there was only the last man in black left.

"You are strong!" The last man in black said jerky in Chinese.

"Foreigners?" Tang Bao frowned, and Huang Jinlong's voice came at this time, "They are Dongying martial artists who smuggled in, and they specialize in sabotage. They were raised by a bunch of dogs, and I took a lot of effort to dig them out. Their lair, never thought that I would find out the big secret, no wonder they are chasing me like a mad dog."

"People from Dongying?" Tang Bao understood clearly in his heart, and looked at the other person with indifferent eyes.

As if knowing his fate, the man in black took off his mask without saying a word, revealing a young face scratched by knife marks, about 25 years old, very indifferent.

Afterwards, he took off his shirt in front of Tang Bao and Huang Jinlong, revealing his clothes full of scars, with both hands holding the samurai sword tightly.

Then he said lamely: "I want to have a formal martial arts battle with you!"

Tang Bao was expressionless, holding a six-inch long short blade in front of his eyes, staring at the opponent without saying a word, hooking the index finger of his left hand.

"Ha——" Dongying Martial Artist yelled, holding a knife with both hands, and fiercely killed Tang Bao.

With a sweep of the blade, it shot out like lightning, making a piercing sound, which is enough to show that this person's sword skills have reached a certain level.

But right now, in terms of the knives held by the two sides alone, Tang Bao's short blade, which is an arm's length shorter than the opponent's, is obviously at a disadvantage, not to mention that the opponent is still an Dongying martial artist who focuses on sword skills.

Huang Jinlong, who saw all this clearly, could not help but feel his heart in his throat.

Tang Bao remained indifferent and strode forward.

With every step, the blood on the ground splashed everywhere, like gorgeous fireworks, blooming in the night that was filled with fishy smell.

"bass--"

The sharp short blade pierced through the air.

Under the moonlight, the bright knife face reflected Tang Bao's stern face that did not match his age.

A knife flower, the short blade pierced Tang Bao's palm.

This sudden change made Huang Jinlong, a martial artist who has been immersed in martial arts for many years, shine in his eyes.

Good move!
"What kind of move is this!" The Dongying martial artist's expression changed drastically.

He thought that Tang Bao was young and could be bullied.

He thought he was winning.

however--

"Chichichi-"

In an instant, three blood holes emerged from the arm of this Japanese martial artist almost at the same time.

After Tang Bao stabbed the three swords quickly, the short blade flew out in a flash, like a shooting star, and wiped away from the man's wrist in an instant.

"what!"

Accompanied by the scream of this Dongying martial artist, the samurai sword in his hand suddenly fell.

But at the moment when he was about to land, Tang Bao tipped his toes, and the samurai sword flew into his hand. His indifferent eyes met the horrified gaze of the Dongying martial artist, and he said softly: "You lost."

"Damn you!" Dongying Martial Artist's face suddenly became fierce, and he stepped on his foot suddenly, and a hidden weapon flew towards Tang Bao.

"Brat, be careful!"

Huang Jinlong happened to see this scene, and his expression changed drastically.

Tang Bao snorted coldly, "I know your Dongying people are not good birds!"

He had taken precautions long ago, and pulled the Dongying martial artist's arm, using his body to dodge, the poisonous arrow passed by, and shot steadily at the Dongying martial artist himself.
"Pfft-"

Blood sprayed out.

Huang Jinlong looked terrified, but finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this brat has a lot of eyes.

On the other hand, the Japanese Martial Artist on the opposite side was ashen-faced, jet-black blood spewed from his mouth, his eyes were full of unwillingness: "My saber technique is only one step short, and I can kill you!"

"Really?" Tang Bao snorted, "Unfortunately, you don't use knives like that!"

As soon as the voice fell, the knife in his hand fell down.

"Crack-"

A head with horrified eyes flew high into the air.

At this moment, Tang Bao is like a butcher, ruthless.

Even Huang Jinlong stood there dumbfounded.

He knew that Tang Bao was not as immature as he appeared to be, but he never thought that his methods would be so cruel.

But after thinking about it, such a method might be frightening to the world, but Tang Xiaozi is a martial artist after all.

If he wasn't ruthless, he would be the one who died today!
Tang Bao walked to Huang Jinlong's side, helped him up, and his expression had recovered, "Can you still hold on?"

"I've just recovered a little bit." Huang Jinlong answered quickly, glancing around at the tragic situation, "Let's leave quickly. As for the bodies, people from the association will handle them. It's still the old rule."

Tang Bao had an agreement with Huang Jinlong, and he must not expose it.

Huang Jinlong also didn't want Tang Bao to appear in front of everyone so early. After all, some ruthless people like to hunt geniuses the most. Out of the psychology of protecting Tang Bao, Huang Jinlong erased Tang Bao's traces in every incident report.

"Why did you fight with these Dongying people?" Tang Bao asked while supporting Lao Huang.

"I received an order from above. There is a group of martial artists from the enemy country hiding in Shuishang County. The missing children or the rape and murder cases in the past six months are all caused by this bunch of trash... It took me a lot of effort to finally find out. to their lair."

"The strength of this group of people is only like that of martial arts apprentices. How could you be so seriously injured?" Tang Bao raised his eyebrows.

Lao Huang smiled wryly, "The other party has a master, which I didn't expect, but fortunately, I got rid of it."

"By the way, where are your teammates? Why don't you come to meet you?"

"Aren't you?"

"Get out! If I didn't take a knife temporarily today, why would I fight with my bare hands?"

Seeing that Tang Bao was furious, Lao Huang immediately sneered and said, "I have a special status in the department, so I usually act alone. Is this okay, how about I share some of the benefits with you in the future?"

Tang Bao's face was blue and he didn't answer, Lao Huang could only laugh apologetically from the sidelines.

Just as the two of them went out from the forest in the park, Tang Bao suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

This is his [Beast Instinct]!
- Ability to foresee danger.

The previous assassinations did not force out his [Beast Instinct], but now it suddenly appeared. What does this mean, Tang Bao was startled.

"Quickly open!"

Before Tang Bao could react, Huang Jinlong had already yelled, grabbed Tang Bao's shoulder and threw it to the side fiercely, while he himself appeared in Tang Bao's place with a face full of shock and anger, stepped forward, and raised his hand. The fist slammed and killed the past.

"Bam—"

"Crack-"

The sound of bones breaking suddenly sounded in the night, it was very ear-piercing.

Immediately, Huang Jinlong's body flew upside down like a bird with broken wings, smashed hard and landed on the ground, dragging for more than ten meters, dragging out a bloody path.

"Old Huang—"

Tang Bao's face was frightened and angry, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and his killing intent burst out.

(End of this chapter)