Yatai Policy: The New Order of the Mainland

Chapter 449 Killer
Rain can wash away the blood on the ground, but it is difficult to dilute the hatred in my heart.

After a series of accidents, the two teams fighting desperately in the arena became angry.

Their attacks became more and more sharp, and more and more wounds appeared on their bodies.

There were already more than a dozen bleeding wounds on Valoja's body, but he seemed to be terribly calm as if he didn't know the pain at all.

The young man stared closely at the sapphire spike in the opponent's hand with the sharp eyes of a vulture, while slowly pointing at the mustache with a long knife of the same style.

"Can't you change your weapon? I broke twelve of them in a row, so why don't you stop?" Mustache laughed.

He said this, but he was actually very curious about Valoja's performance in his heart.

Both of these two belong to the characters who like immersive fighting. Since the start of the fighting, they have turned a deaf ear to everything around them and focused all their energy on the fight in front of them.

Mustache thought that the battle would be over soon, because the other party seemed to have just entered the Realm of Guizhen not long ago, so how could he pose a substantial threat to the high-level Zhushi?
However, as soon as the fight started, Mustache immediately changed his opinion. Although Valoja was weak, his speed was extremely fast and his attack and evasion routes were very strange. I almost took advantage of it twice.

Therefore, this high-ranking earth-type annotator with two cute mustaches kept his hand in the subsequent battles, wanting to let the opponent perform more, so that he could experience the mysterious body skills of Valoja in detail. Hidden mysteries.

"Why did you keep your hands on purpose?" Valoja asked coldly.

"Hehe!" Mustache laughed and said honestly: "I'm just curious about your movement skills. I could kill you several times, but you dodged them all. I don't think it's just a matter of speed! "

"You really don't know my identity?" Valoja asked unwillingly.

"Haha! Your identity is meaningless to me! Didn't the words of Head of State Miazze not speak clearly enough? Does the behavior of the team leader Villa still make you have illusions? Unless you are the son of the boss of McCann , otherwise no identity will be able to save you!" Mustache said with a smile.

Seeing that the other party really didn't know about Nathan's existence, Valoja couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "It seems that the executors of the plan are often kept in the dark! I just don't know whether Miazze is the executor or the planner." By!"

"I'm a gold-type psychic teacher, and speed helps me to display my strength! As for body skills, I learned them from fighting wild beasts. It's useless if you look at them!" Valoja stopped continuing the previous topic, and said frankly said.

"That's a pity!" Mustache put away his smile, squinted his eyes and said: "I sometimes watch animals fight, which is very interesting. For example, cats and mice, in fact, most of the time the cat is not hungry, but Because of boredom! Besides, when cats have had enough fun, they often kill mice, even out of boredom. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Valoja's eyes became even colder. He nodded, looked at the wound on his body, and then said: "You are indeed a very boring person! However, I am a little different about the relationship between beasts. I feel it, but I can only say it after defeating you!"

Just at this time, the fat man's noisy voice sounded.

"Hey! I didn't expect your fat team leader to have some tricks! However, that partner of mine is indeed too useless!" Mustache said softly with his eyes fixed.

He immediately put on an attacking stance, and nagged, "I wanted to chat with you a few more times! Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance! But what you said is right, I'm really bored, and when I'm bored, I'm even more bored." Want to kill!"

At the end of the mustache's speech, his tone became extremely cold, his figure began to shake continuously, and then he attacked again.

The guy is tired of this cat-and-mouse game, and he's determined to kill his rivals as soon as possible before Vera's hot-tempered twat gets in the way.

The shaking is to prevent Valoja, who is good at body skills, from predicting the attack route in advance so as to dodge. This is also the countermeasure that Mustache came up with, and he is very confident in it.

The strange thing is that this time, Valoja didn't use any body skills at all. He seemed to be still reminiscing about the conversation just now, and just kept his forward leaning posture in a daze, allowing the opponent to attack him without moving a muscle.

The young man didn't seem to notice until the sapphire spike of the mustache pierced his eyes, and he threw the long knife head-on.

"It's getting worse and worse, so let's die!" Mustache thought in his heart, the spikes remained unchanged, and were poking at the blade of the long knife.

"Pfft!" Without the crisp sound of gold and jade colliding before, the long knife made a muffled sound and was knocked away again.

"Could it be that there is not much concentration left, and you can't even condense a decent knife?" Mustache noticed the strangeness but didn't care, murderous aura surged in his eyes, and he drove straight in with the spikes in his hands.

The cold spike pierced through Valoja's left chest, and the blood splashed, but the young man didn't even make a sound.

"No!" Mustache was startled, because he didn't feel the convulsion that would come from the sudden attack of the heart that should have come from the spikes.

At the same time, a faint light from nowhere flashed across the side of Mustache's neck, and then disappeared into the rain and mist.

"Huh? How could it be that long knife? Didn't it get knocked off by me?" Mustache thought, and suddenly felt a tingle on his neck.He hurriedly touched it with his hand, but was startled by the rushing blood.

"Cough cough cough..." Looking at the panic-stricken mustache, Valoja coughed uncontrollably for a while, then grinned and said in a soft voice: "The No. 13 knife is not produced by the energy of the gold system. Weapon, it is a creature I summoned, named 'Parasite'! Gadgets have no fixed form, so what they pretend to be is what they are. Hehe, this is a technique of the art of transformation, oh, it is a relatively low-level technique!"

"Impossible...!" Mustache said in horror.But before he finished speaking, blood froth spewed out of his mouth, and he was so choked that he couldn't speak any more.

Seeing that the brilliance in the opponent's eyes began to fade, and he was on the verge of falling, Valoja continued with a cold expression: "The previous twelve knives were just a foreshadowing. My strength is much weaker than yours. It really can't be done without some tricks! Moreover, I played this time, originally to make up for someone else. But the man is taller than me, so I can only add something under his clothes to avoid being noticed. Therefore, your stab at me didn't hurt the vitals ! This can be considered a coincidence.”

Due to the rapid blood loss, Mustache's consciousness was a little blurred. He clutched his neck, his legs softened and he sat down on the ground, his eyes were completely filled with fear of death.

"Hey! Now that I have the opportunity, let me tell you the experience I got from the beast!" Valoja endured the severe pain from his body, and then said: "I heard that 'a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength' If so? If the strength is so strong that you can despise life and ignore danger, then this strength itself is already a knife on your neck!"

After saying this, Valoja couldn't hold it anymore, he sat down slowly, but his eyes were still bright and cold.

At the same time, Mustache also took his last breath, and the situation in the arena began to go completely out of control.

　Mustache: Got it, it's too late!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)