Need for a Guard

Shi Yue pulled Yan Tong and walked out with a calm expression, not worried at all about Sun Meng's duel with Huang Huan. |i^

Holding a pair of golden pens, Huang Huan smiled ferociously: "You three are useless, why don't you come here to die?"

Huang Huan knew Lei Dahu's methods, so he could also infer the level of Fu Qiang's and Sun Meng's methods.

Although Huang Huan was injured at the moment, they were all superficial injuries.

The pain is a bit painful, but it will not affect the flexibility and vigor of the hand, but there will be a kind of obsession that "sad soldiers must win".

Among Sun Meng, Fu Qiang, and Lei Dahu, except for Lei Dahu, the other two looked indifferent, with bloodthirsty excitement in their eyes, and they couldn't see the fear of encountering a strong man.

And Lei Dahu is by no means afraid, he suffered a secret loss in the fight with Huang Huan the day before yesterday, which still haunts him to this day, when he has a chance to take revenge today, his heart is like a burning fire, and a murderous intent emerges from the bottom of his heart. It burned his eyes, cheeks, neck, and made him look like a fiery red pit bull.

"Dog thief Huang Huan, today is your death day!"

Lei Duhu roared, and the three of them were like three hills, forming a triangle, enclosing Huang Huan in the center, and the tactical characteristics of being attacked from the front and back were obvious.

Huang Huanye roared, holding a golden pen, the sharp tip of the pen rolled up a gust of wind, like a rhinoceros horn, piercing Lei Duhu's chest fiercely.

The momentum of this stab is very powerful, flying sand and flying stones, making people's heart and lungs flustered.

The military thorn in Lei Dahu's hand was drawn close to the body of the pen, trying to pull the golden pen away from Huang Huan's hand. He was very strong, and it was not difficult to block the sharpness of the pen tip.

Suddenly, a viscous and stagnant entanglement came from Huang Huan's golden pen, and Lei Duhu was like a tiger trapped in a rattan, unable to struggle or get rid of it.

The sharp tip of the pen poked in with force, and the crisis escalated sharply.

The power of the rattan twisted hands can be seen!

Shi Yue ordered the three of them just now to guard against this entanglement. _!~;

As a general, there is an innate obsession: never leave your weapon, if you don't know how to leave your hand, you will die!

Shi Yue told them that this sentence was nonsense.

The sharp pen tip came, and the military thorn was entangled but could not be drawn out. Lei Duhu let go decisively, and no longer tried to withdraw the military thorn. The tiger turned sideways, and the big fist rushed to Huang Huan's head and slammed, roaring: " ***, look at my punch the size of a sandbag, and blow your head off!"

The fist is like the wind, fierce and abnormal.

Huang Huan was secretly complacent, thinking that he had subdued Lei Duhu in front of him with one move, and the hope of escape was close at hand.

However, Lei Dahu's cold tactics of giving up his weapons and fighting with empty fists put Huang Huan under extraordinary pressure.

The military thorn was still stuck to the nib of the pen, seriously affecting the flexibility of Huang Huan's gold pen.

At a critical moment, he used the golden pen in his left hand to stab Lei Duhu in the chest.

Suddenly, two gusts of wind hit Huang Huan's left and right temples, one from the left and the other from the right.

Once stabbed, instant death.

Huang Huan was covered in cold sweat from fright, he could no longer care about the attack, and retreated in a hurry. When he withdrew and retreated, the entanglement force on the gold pen disappeared, and the military thorn fell.

Lei Duhu grabbed the army thorn and stabbed Huang Huan in the chest.

Huang Huan retreated again and fell into the vortex surrounded by the three of them again

Huang Huanxin at the previous moment had the idea of ​​winning. After a round of fighting, he realized how terrifying the power of three 'very ordinary' guys would be if they joined forces.

Especially the black stick in their hands, with a blood groove, and a hollow hole in the mouth, once stabbed, the blood can't stop it, and they will die without a doubt.

Huang Huan's pressure was unprecedentedly tight, as if he was trapped in the middle by three tigers, but these three tigers still had powerful weapons in their bodies.

"kill!"

With a roar, Lei Duhu stood up and stabbed straight.

Huang Huan repeated the same trick, twisting his hands with a vine, sticking to the military thorn in Lei Duhu's hand.

Lei Dahu threw away the thorn again, and attacked with empty fists, waiting for Huang Huan to block, Sun Meng and Fu Qiang entangled again like gangrene.

The two armies pierced the acupuncture points of bi.

Huang Huan had lingering fears, so he had to retreat again, and the three hit the snake sticks, trapping Huang Huan in the formation again.

Through two rounds of fighting, Huang Huan has already discovered the disadvantages - after he attacks once, he will be attacked four or five times in a row, which is obviously a disadvantage. Moreover, that black stick is particularly powerful, bloodletting and bleeding scary...

Huang Huan was panting heavily, his eyes were like trapped animals, red - the two rounds of confrontation had already made him smell the breath of death.

"Three people bullied me, you...what kind of heroes are you?" Huang Huan finally put away his arrogance and began to talk about "reason". I can't care less.

"hero?"

Sun Meng smiled confidently, "When we deal with one person, we use a team of three people, and when we deal with ten people, we use a team of three people. Do you think we are heroes? Besides, we use heroic means to deal with a despicable beast like you. , wouldn't it be a mess of mandarin ducks?"

Huang Huan's lips were bleeding from the bite, and he squeezed out a few words in a daze, "You... what kind of formation is this that is so powerful? And this weapon, what is it that stabs people? Just die? Leave no leeway?"

"This is called a military stab!"

Sun Meng lovingly touched the black blade of the army thorn, and said with a sneer, "Don't worry, he will drain the blood from your body. Your death must look very good."

Huang Huan only felt a wave of fear, and said again: "Then... what about the formation? How could it be so powerful?"

"What kind of formation is this?"

Lei Dahu snorted: "It's just that we have a strong friendship, trust each other, and dare to give our lives to our teammates. If we can do this, it is the best formation."

Of course, this is also the motto that Shi Yue taught by example.

As a national treasure-level special soldier, Shi Yue is not omnipotent, nor is he a superman on Earth, who can sweep everything.

A hero has three gangs. If the black guard wants to be strong, he needs to form a team and form a group to fight.

Not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, as long as teammates can effectively defend against each other, then the opponent is a god and can be pulled down from the altar.

If teammates can't trust each other, even if the opponent is a pig, they will be overwhelmed by the pig.

Therefore, when Shi Yue trained them, the first thing he emphasized was trust, then bravery, and finally skills...

Sun Meng, Lei Dahu, and Fu Qiang naturally understood the essence of unity and sincerity, and their trust, bravery, and skills have all reached their peak.

The three of them teamed up to fight, just like three heads and six arms, how could it be so easy to deal with?

Facing the situation of death, Huang Huan radiated bloodthirsty light from his eyes, chattering and laughing strangely, "You all die! I want to die with you!"

With a loud roar, he rushed forward.

The three of Lei Dahu advanced and retreated, avoiding, attacking and defending in an orderly manner, without any chaos.

Seven rounds passed in a blink of an eye.

puff!

A muffled sound.

Lei Duhu's army stab pierced Huang Huan's arm, and blood flowed out...

What a big blood hole!