Rebirth of the strongest magic chef

Chapter 405 Fighting
The black shadow hunched over and moved forward quietly without making a sound, which reminded Jiang Yan of Bai Wuchang who was floating and moving.

It seems that in those ghost novels and even TV shows, ghosts always have no legs. Even if they have legs, in order to show their specialness, they always float forward.

Jiang Yan subconsciously wanted to turn on the light, but his hand stopped in mid-air, and then he took it back.

If Black and White Impermanence really existed, he should have died just now, and it has been proved that just now was just a dream.

Jiang Yan patted his mouth and yawned twice, then fell back, covered his head with the quilt, and continued to sleep soundly.

It seems that because it has been a long time since he had not fought in the game for more than ten hours all night, the sound of snoring quickly passed through the quilt and echoed in the room, rising and falling, very regularly.

After a long time, in a corner of the room, the black shadow trembled and moved again.

This time, the speed of the black shadow was extremely fast, and there was a continuous sound of trampling on the wooden floor. Although it was extremely subtle, compared with the undulating snoring sound in this room, it still seemed a bit out of place, and it could even be said to be harsh. .

A few meters away from the 2.0 big bed, the black shadow jumped up suddenly, and a cold light flickered in the room, reflecting a pair of cold and godless eyes.

The black shadow landed on the bed with a bang, and the cold light stabbed towards the person wrapped in the quilt like a bolt of lightning!

At this moment, the quilt was lifted up and covered the black shadow.

The cold light flickered, and with a puff, it easily pierced the quilt, and penetrated deeply.

It's just that the thick quilts in winter are very heavy, and they are full of warm cotton wadding. Jiang Yan also specially added a thick air-conditioning quilt inside. The cold light fell into the quilt and disappeared suddenly.

While the thick quilt was covering the cold light and shadow, Jiang Yan had already got up from the bed, picked up the desk lamp at the side, and smashed it hard at the shadow.

Bang!

The two lamp tubes of the desk lamp burst almost instantly, Jiang Yan only felt that he had encountered some obstacles, and the desk lamp in his hand had obviously hit the real object, which was exactly the same as his previous guess.

Therefore, without hesitation, he raised the desk lamp again, and beat it down hard again!

This time, the entire desk lamp and its solid base were smashed to pieces, and the black shadow that had just poked its head out of the quilt was knocked down onto the bed.

As he got closer, Jiang Yan could see clearly, the black shadow was black and white, it was clearly a man wearing a hood with only one pair of eyes exposed!

At this time, although Jiang Yan still didn't know what happened, but the visitor was not kind, and it was never his style to sit and wait for death. Beating the dog in the water was his favorite routine!
He subconsciously let out a cry, and all of a sudden he rushed forward, picked up the thick quilt at the side, covered the man's face, and breathed out with all his punches.

The feeling from his hands became more real, Jiang Yan gritted his teeth, and punched the man's head like rain.

Bang bang bang!

The head of the man under him was shaking, as if he was being swayed from side to side by Jiang Yan's fist, but what surprised Jiang Yan was that the man remained motionless without any resistance.

No one will die, right?
With such a thought flashing through his mind, Jiang Yan couldn't help but slow down the movements of his hands, and he punched twice with worry, before he let go of his hands panting.

In addition to being afraid of killing the man, it was more because of his own exhaustion.

Jiang Yan carefully lifted a corner of the quilt, and sure enough, he saw a dagger gleaming with cold light. At this time, the man spread his palms, and the dagger lay quietly beside him.

In terms of length, this dagger is more like a small sword with sharp barbs on it. Jiang Yan can imagine how painful it would be if this dagger pierced his body.

Even with such a twist in the stomach, it is possible to open the stomach and pull out the large and small intestines.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan shuddered a little, and felt a little grateful.

If he hadn't had such a nightmare, he might not have woken up. If he hadn't been awakened, judging from Sombra's previous skill and agility, he would have been killed in his sleep in all likelihood.

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to turn over and get out of bed when he suddenly thought of something and grabbed the dagger on the bed.

Suddenly, the man's open palm was clenched, he grabbed the barbed dagger, and stabbed at Jiang Yan from bottom to top!

Only then did Jiang Yan see that there were deep blood grooves on the dagger that was glowing with cold light. Obviously, this was not a watermelon knife or a fruit knife, but a murder weapon that was absolutely restricted in the country!
Jiang Yan thought that under his repeated blows, the man would have been beaten unconscious long ago, but only then did he realize that the man was just pretending to wait for an opportunity.

Like a lurking cheetah, it waits for the prey to relax the most before launching the deadliest blow.

The identities of hunter and prey were suddenly reversed. When the cold light fell like lightning, Jiang Yan twisted around in an incredible arc and punched the man in the face hard.

Because of the unstable footing, the force of this punch was not considered great, but it also knocked back the man who had been beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face. Jiang Yan also used his strength to fall back, twisted his body with all his strength, and rolled all at once. Get under the bed.

There were bursts of severe pain in the left rib, but it was scratched by the dagger. Although it didn't penetrate too deep into the flesh, it opened an inch-long opening, and even the muscles and bones felt tingling.

At this time, Jiang Yan didn't care too much, grabbed two soft stools beside him, and threw them at the man one after another.

After receiving blows one after another, the man acted as if nothing had happened. He punched and kicked two soft stools flying, jumped up like an ape, and fell to Jiang Yan's side again.

A cold light suddenly appeared, but it was the dagger that spat out letters like a poisonous snake, cutting through Jiang Yan's clothes again.

Jiang Yan didn't retreat, he turned while lying on the ground, and swung his legs violently.

With a slap, the man lost his balance and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Even if he fell to the ground, the man held the dagger tightly in his hand. As long as he was given a chance to breathe, he could jump up and firmly grasp the advantage of the attack.

It's just that Jiang Yan wouldn't give him this chance, he had already aimed at the location of the cold light, and almost as soon as the man fell to the ground, he kicked up again, kicking the dagger flying.

The whole person pounced on the spot and pressed the man under him again.

The man whose face had changed greatly after losing the dagger showed a bit of joy. When it comes to close combat, he is also not afraid of others.

The big hand like an iron hoop was about to fall on Jiang Yan's neck, but his own neck suddenly felt cold, and Jiang Yan's icy voice came from his ears:
"Stop it if you don't want to die."

(End of this chapter)