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This guy?

Not only Jin Bin, but even Bullseye's face showed disbelief.

"We have already killed you!"

Bullseye fixed his eyes on the letter, and his voice was also full of indescribable surprise. He couldn't understand such a thing at all.

"die?"

Xin heard the words, but smiled disdainfully, "There is no such thing at all!"

Clang!

At this point, Xin pulled out the long sword in his hand, and waved at Jin with his hands: "Give it to me!"

The ninjas behind Xin immediately began to swarm up, quickly clenched their long swords, and rushed towards Jin Bin.

chug chug!

chug chug!

Naturally, some of Jin Bing's confidants were not vegetarians, and they took up weapons one after another to fight back.

The two sides started a fierce exchange of fire in this ultra-luxurious space.

"Jin Bin, let's go, leave this place to us!"

Bullseye didn't say much nonsense, and immediately picked up some knives, forks and other things from a table in front of him with both hands, and quickly threw them towards the ninjas.

Those ninjas swung their swords quickly to resist.

Jingle!

There was a dense sound of gold and iron colliding, just like that.

"Vanessa, this way!"

Jin didn't dare to delay any longer, so he quickly walked towards the passage while protecting Vanessa.

clang!

But at this time, there was another sound of glass breaking.

Another person wearing a windbreaker and also holding a long sword rushed in all of a sudden.

At the same time, he dived forward on the ground, stood up quickly, and stood in front of Jin Bing.

This person is none other than Murakami, one of the five fingers of the Hand Association, who is also Shin's master.

Murakami just stood there holding his sword, looking at Jin Bin with a sneer on his face: "Tekken, where are you going?"

Jin Bing's complexion began to become extremely ugly.

This time the enemy came prepared, struck gold and was caught off guard.

It's all up to now, and the people he arranged on the periphery have not seen anyone come to support for a long time. It is obvious that they have either been wiped out or dragged back.

And in this hall, his extremely limited manpower has long been defeated and defeated by the people who believed in him.

The current him is the only one who can't support him!

"You guys are going to deal with me, let Vanessa go."

Jin knew that it was unrealistic to take Vanessa away, so he fixed his eyes on the oriental face that blocked him, and said in a deep voice.

"Excuse me, do we look like people who let women go?"

When Murakami heard this, he couldn't help but sneered.

In the eyes of their Hand, there is no distinction between men and women, and everyone is an ant in their eyes, without any distinction.

For centuries, in order to find the keel, the Hand have set off earthquakes and caused plagues in many cities, and the entire city has been destroyed by them.

Such a person would have any sympathy?

"Show your fists, Iron Fist!"

"If you want the women around you to live, it's very simple, kill us, kill everyone here!"

Murakami waved the long sword in his hand, and smiled bitterly at Jin Bin.

"Vanessa, get behind me."

Knowing that he had no choice now, Jin took off his coat, put it on Vanessa, and said to Vanessa.

Vanessa is a relatively calm woman. In this situation, she did not show any panic. Instead, she calmly comforted Jin Bin: "Faith Ke, this is your city, no one can beat you!"

"Yes Vanessa, no one can beat me!" Jin Bing nodded heavily to the other party.

Only then did Vanessa quickly back away, curled up in a corner behind Jin Bing, and stood against the wall.

At this moment, Jin Bing slowly raised his fist, and instantly heated up his fist.

Murakami, who was opposite Jin Bin, also began to look serious.

The iron fist of this term can actually summon the qi in his body so quickly and light up his fist, it seems that he has indeed learned a lot.

only.

How long can Iron Fist's Qi last?

A cold light flashed in Murakami's eyes, without saying any nonsense, he held his sword and killed Jin Bing.

Jin Bin also waved his pair of iron fists and charged towards Murakami.

The two sides also fought inextricably together.

As the five fingers of the Hand, Murakami is still an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, so it goes without saying that he has all kinds of abilities.

Jin Bing was originally a first-class fighting master, very powerful, and with the iron fist body protection, it was even more powerful.

Therefore, even though the battles between the two sides have advanced and retreated from each other, it is difficult to say who is stronger.

During the fierce battle, Murakami leaped to the side of Jin Bin's body with a dexterous tumbling, the long sword in his hand aimed at Jin Bin's empty door, and stabbed through with one sword.

It stabbed directly at Jin Bing's body.

"Successful!"

A look of joy flashed across Murakami's face.

when!

But at the next moment, there was a sound of metal collision, and the smile on Murakami's face froze immediately.

His long sword was actually blocked by Jin Bing's body, as if it had been stabbed into steel, and he couldn't penetrate it at all!

what happened?

Murakami was startled.

But Jinhe didn't give Murakami a chance to be surprised.

His hot fist grasped Murakami's long sword, and then Murakami saw that his long sword melted directly in Jin Bin's fist!

What the hell!

When did Tekken have this function?

At this time, Murakami also suddenly realized that during the battle between him and Jin Bin, from the beginning to the end, he could feel the fiery temperature from Jin Bin's fist!

Something is wrong!

Suspicion arose in Murakami's heart, this iron fist was so weird!

They are the traitors of Kunlun, so they naturally understand Kunlun's iron fist.

Iron Fist lights up the fist by summoning Qi, when did it make the fist so hot?

Whoosh!

At the moment when Murakami's thoughts flashed, Jin Bin casually threw out the fused half of the long sword in his hand, and just punched Murakami with a punch.

Murakami was caught off guard by Jin Bin's series of actions and couldn't dodge, so he could only wave the half-length sword in his hand and slash across his chest.

when!

A muffled sound came.

It was Jin Bing who punched Murakami's half of the long sword, and then pressed the half of the sword, hitting Murakami's body at the same time.

Murakami's body suddenly felt like a cannonball, and was sent flying by Jin Bing.

"Ahem!"

After struggling to get up, Murakami looked at the half of the long sword that had been smashed into a "discus" and was still red, and couldn't help being speechless.

Even a weapon made of fine steel can be smashed like this. If it wasn't for this thing to block him, even if he didn't die with that punch just now, it would still be enough for him to drink a pot.