super mercenary

Chapter 160

Ouyang Zhenbang was in the library until eight o'clock in the evening, and Su Xiaonuan was starving. After more than a dozen urgings, Ouyang Zhenbang and Su Xiaonuan finally left the library.

After the two had dinner, Ouyang Zhenbang sent Su Xiaonuan back to the apartment. Su Xiaonuan repeatedly told Ouyang Zhenbang to rest, because he had an exam tomorrow and needed a good mentality and physical strength.

Ouyang Zhenbang agreed with a smile, but after Su Xiaonuan disappeared from sight, Ouyang Zhenbang turned towards the library.

He has always been foolproof in everything he does. Although he is very confident, he understands his weakness. It is always good to see more and learn more. As for sleeping, he thinks it is completely fine for him not to sleep for a day, so, Ouyang Zhen Bang is going to spend the night at the library.

After entering the library, there are still many people inside, most of them are students from Huada University. These students study day and night, in class during the day and in the library at night. The purpose is just to change their fate. Knowledge, only knowledge This is the only effective way to change destiny.

Of course, most of the boys who still hang out in the library at night are buddies who wear thick glasses and have countless pimples on their faces. They are lonely all night long and can only find fun in books.

However, except for some boys who come with their girlfriends, there are also perverted boys who like female nerds wandering around in the library, trying to find a suitable target, strike up a conversation, seduce, ask out, and then play by ear.

In short, the library at night is still full of vitality.

Ouyang Zhenbang randomly found a corner, picked up a book and read it. He is not turning the pages fast now. In fact, he has read these books once. The second time he reads them, he pays more attention to details.

Ouyang Zhenbang watched it so seriously that he completely forgot the passage of time.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer students in the library, and in the end, only Ouyang Zhenbang was left watching with relish.

Late at night.

Although he watched intently, Ouyang Zhenbang still felt that someone had entered the library, and more than one, he didn't look up, just wondering how it was so late, why did someone still come.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, Ouyang Zhenbang raised his head suddenly, and four people came from the opposite side. Since there were bookshelves on both sides of the library, the four of them could not walk side by side. They were divided into two rows, with two in front, two behind, and four holding hands All of them held gleaming machetes.

At this time, a person in the front row was slashing at him with a machete. Ouyang Zhenbang's glasses immediately narrowed, but it was not the person who was wielding the knife, but his eyes were looking at the other three. .

Ouyang Zhenbang instantly analyzed the movements of the three people walking and the lines on their bodies, and then Ouyang Zhenbang moved.

Both hands suddenly lifted up, holding the book in both hands to block the coming machete, before the machete went down, Ouyang Zhenbang suddenly clasped his hands together, clamped the book to catch the coming knife, and then pushed it aside.

Vigorously driving the big man holding the knife to the side, there was a loud clang, and the knife that Ouyang Zhenbang pushed obliquely collided with the knife swung by another person in the front row, and then Ouyang Zhenbang lay back with the knife in his hands , the two machetes in the row behind stabbed him right at him. While he was lying down, the two knives pierced his stomach. Ouyang Zhenbang watched the two knives flashing coldly in front of his eyes.

The screen freezes.

Ouyang Zhenbang was lying back with a knife between his hands and a book, and the knife hand was driven forward by the force of Ouyang Zhenbang's lying back, and the other knife hand looked at Ouyang Zhenbang with a surprised look. , the two people behind stretched forward, each of them stretched forward with a knife on Ouyang Zhenbang's body, Ouyang Zhenbang escaped the combination of four people when there was no time to kill.

Ouyang Zhenbang didn't lie on the ground, he stretched out his foot and kicked the knife hand's wrist, the knife hand hurt, and when he let go, Ouyang Zhenbang, holding the machete he took from both hands, was already following the guy who was standing there just now After a few strokes.

Although Ouyang Zhenbang used a knife handle, the knife hand didn't take advantage of it at all.

With a loud roar, the short knife was thrown up along with the thick book, Ouyang Zhenbang caught the handle of the knife in the air, and slashed at the wrists of two people in the row behind.

Only 30 seconds have passed since Ouyang Zhenbang lifted the book and held the knife to the moment he swung the knife and cut his hand.

30 seconds is very short, for the swordsman, they can't react at all.

30 seconds is very long, for Ouyang Zhenbang, he can make at least a hundred kinds of analysis.

Due to distance issues, Ouyang Zhenbang's machete did not hit the wrists of the two men in the back row, but the backs of their swords.

There was a sound of ding, and the two men smashed their knives down on the floor of the library, their mouths trembling, they didn't expect Ouyang Zhenbang to be so powerful.

Withdrawing the knife, turning his body sideways, the handle of the knife hit the temple of the empty-handed knife hand.

With a muffled grunt, the swordsman flew out to one side, knocked down a row of bookshelves, and fell to the ground.

Without stopping, the saber turned around, holding the saber with both hands, and slashed across the air at the other saber hand in the front row.

With such a narrow distance and such a quick attack, the swordsman subconsciously raised his sword to meet him.

With a plop, Ouyang Zhenbang slashed the knife hand on his own knife, and the knife sank violently until it stopped at his shoulder. The knife hand immediately knelt down on the ground, his eyes wide open, trying to resist Ouyang Zhenbang's pressure.

The knives of the two people in the back row stretched out silently. The two knives pointed in the same direction and aimed at the same target. They were all under Ouyang Zhenbang's side ribs.

Ouyang Zhenbang suddenly turned around as if he had eyes on his side, swiped his knife across the void, three knives collided, and two knives deviated from the direction, but Ouyang Zhenbang's hand holding the knife was as firm as a rock, and he even took the time to Dao Shou, who was kneeling on the ground on one side, had a whip kick on his face.

The knife hand kneeling on the ground suddenly flew up from the ground, then hit the bookshelf behind him, then flew upside down, knocked down another one, and then fell to the ground exhausted.

Looking at the two swordsmen standing in front of him with cold eyes, Ouyang Zhenbang held the sword with both hands, the blade stood upright beside his face, the blade was covered with Qingming's dead ash, reflecting Ouyang Zhenbang's clear lines without any trace With an emotional face, an indescribable chill spread in the library.

The two swordsmen behind looked at Ouyang Zhenbang without blinking their eyes, and they didn't even glance at the two fallen companions. With such a strong opponent, they had no time and dared not be distracted.

With a sudden smile, Ouyang Zhenbang pointed the tip of the knife obliquely at the ground: "Then, who sent you?"

The two roared and rushed towards Ouyang Zhenbang with their knives.

One of the two slashed straight with a knife, and the other swung a knife horizontally. Their intention was obvious. No matter how fast you react, you can't change directions at the same time. One of these two knives will always hit you.

But they obviously forgot that Gang and they made four moves at the same time, but they still didn't make a single cut on Ouyang Zhenbang.

The corner of the mouth pulled the muscles on his face and moved, which was considered to be Ouyang Zhenbang's smile. His right leg was stretched back suddenly, and his left leg was slightly bent. Ouyang Zhenbang rushed forward like a motorcycle that suddenly accelerated.

The eyes of the two were blurred, and there was an intoxicating cracking sound of flesh and blood in the library, and Ouyang Zhenbang had already passed between the two of them.

Still turning around and erecting the saber, Ouyang Zhenbang looked at the two sabers with a blank expression.

The entire face of the knife hand on the left has collapsed, and it is not known what method Ouyang Zhenbang used to leave such a terrifying mark on the face of this knife hand. The most likely thing is his knife handle, because his knife There is still flesh and blood on the handle.

At this time, Ouyang Zhenbang was a high-speed killing machine, simple and brutal.

Mercy, raiders don't deserve it.