"Dang!" After the close fight, Fujii paused again.

In Fujii's attack, Zhuo Fan vaguely saw the speed that could be comparable to that of a level 4 warrior. "The power is similar to mine, but my speed is much worse than him."

"The sixth knife!"

"Brush!" Like Pili, Fujii turned sharply and swung three consecutive swords, and each sword was twice the speed of the third sword.

From one blow to a series of kills, Zhuo Fan could not adapt to it. Every strange change in the sword was simply challenging Zhuo Fan's reaction limit! With his keen combat intuition, he still added a few scars to his body after dodging with all his strength. If he hadn't been wrapped in a black suit, he would now look like a bloody man.

After the sixth knife, Fujii fell into a brief pause. Zhuo Fan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and cursed: "The vicious cobra, even if he pretends to be a warrior of light, he will sooner or later reveal his poisonous fangs."

"Good title! But I prefer the title of Viper. It makes me happy that you can hold on until now. Here are the three swords that reward you, the Slashing Sword! The Seventh sword!"

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Zhuo Fan also saw that the person in front of him was good at changing attacks. He especially liked to change after others adapted to an attack mode, so as to catch the other party off guard. Once the other party was in a panic, he could easily take the other party's head.

"I'm not pretending to be a ghost, I'm just a despicable person! I'm just going to use the habits you have formed to kill you."

The seventh sword slashed, and the cold light flashed, and Zhuo Fan's mind power sensed to avoid it became much easier.

The eighth sword, the ninth sword! The attack like a storm came. Zhuo Fan was like a small boat swaying in the sea. Although it seemed that it could capsize at any time, he just refused to fall down tenaciously. Not only that, he seized the opportunity in a counterattack and stabbed Fujii in the arm.

Letting the blood flow down on his arms, Fujii only showed his white teeth and laughed: "It's really commendable. In the face of my full-strength attack, I can still take time to fight back and hurt me. You are the first one. I said you are really just an ordinary chanting student of Flange? When did Flange Academy become so powerful?"

Zhuo Fan still had a cold face with sunglasses, and asked in a deep voice: "The nominal competition for force of the second strike is actually a psychological warfare when the strength is similar. Tell me, what is your third strike?"

"My third strike is a must-have attack, but you haven't taken my last strike yet, don't worry, young man. My tenth strike is the power of the previous nine strikes, are you so anxious to die?"

Under the sunglasses, Zhuo Fan's eyes turned sharply, "It is definitely not possible to play the ordinary game with Fujii. You must not follow his ideas. You can only think of other ways. Since he is a murderer like a game, there must be rules of the game he needs to follow."

Fujii's voice sounded: "Are you ready? The tenth knife?"

Zhuo Fan threw the short knife in his hand to the ground and said loudly: "Wait! I'll ask you, are you a butcher?"

Even though Fujii killed countless people, he was still stunned and said, "Butchman? No, what do you mean?"

Zhuo Fan laughed: "I mean, ten minutes have not arrived yet, do you dare to let me pick up something, and then let's continue?"

Nodded, Fujii also turned his hand back: "Yes, as long as it is within the rules."

Turning around, sprinting, and doing it in one go. Fujii looked at Zhuo Fan's back and didn't move. He was like a wooden stake under the fire. Suddenly, a beautiful female voice came from the shadow of the green belt next to her: "No. 333, why don't you just do him when he is facing his back to you?"

Fujii tore off a strip of cloth and wrapped his wounds: "Barring, what do you know? I am a despicable person, but I am despicable and open. I won't do anything like putting a cold gun behind my back."

"Oh... I really can't do anything to you. Remember to solve it quickly. I'm going to go back to have a beauty sleep. You see, it's almost a little bit. I'm so bored."

Fujii looked up at the starry sky: "I understand."

At the same time, under the same dark night sky, Zhuo Fan shuttled through the edge of Flan Square. Finally, his eyes were fixed on a mother and daughter.

The two of them were queuing up to buy the special snacks in the square - shaved ice. It was said that shaved ice was just cold sugar water. After all, real ice was not allowed to appear on the alliance land. Zhuo Fan was unable to wait in line for a limited time. While the little girl's mother bargained with the stall owner, Zhuo Fan moved his mental power and a cup of shaved ice left and flew up. At the same time, the Three Alliance coins fell into the stall owner's pocket.

The little girl looked at the shaved ice in the sky, was stunned for a moment, pulled her mother's sleeve and said, "Mom, look, look, the shaved ice is flying in the sky!"

The girl's mother said impatiently: "Children should not lie!"

The little girl cried aggrievedly: "Wow! They are telling the truth!" Zhuo Fan was about to leave, but he sighed and walked back. He bent down and pretended to tie his shoelaces, and whispered in the little girl's ear: "Brother believes what you say, you are the most honest."

She smiled at the little girl, but she did not cry anymore, and gave Zhuo Fan a sweet smile.

Zhuo Fan took back the shaved ice and rushed back quickly. However, he encountered Fujii again in an unmanned alley. There was a street light in the alley, but because of his disrepair, the light flashed from time to time, adding a strange but breath to the alley.

Shaking the shaved ice cup in his hand, Zhuo Fan said, "Sorry, it's a little late."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you escape. But this is what you are looking for?" Looking at Shaved Ice, Fujii's mouth twitched uncontrollably, causing his mask to tremble. "A very creative joke, but maybe my laughter is a little high and I can't laugh at all."

Zhuo Fan stretched out his empty left index finger and shook it, saying, "You can't underestimate a cup of shaved ice. Perhaps because of a cup of shaved ice, it might also change a person's destiny."

"Although I want to continue such a deep conversation, there is not much time left. I'm going to start, the tenth sword - the Knife of the Kong Sword! Huo! It's nothingness. If I can cut all the void in half, then I'll be truly powerful! This is the ultimate trick I've pursued throughout my life. Is there anything I want to say in the end?"

With the mental power, the cup in Zhuo Fan's hand floated up and spiraled above his head. But he suddenly remembered the little girl's 'mama, shaved ice flying in the sky'. Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan smiled and said, "Yes, but I will wait until you finish the third strike before telling you."

Fujii put his iron claws across his chest: "I'm pretty confident, okay." If you can live to that time, I will also have a surprise for you.

The cup is poured and the ice water is poured down from above.

"Although these ice water are a little less, they must be done." The ice water fell, and with the help of the faint freezing energy contained in the ice water, a circle of white mist appeared beside Zhuo Fan. The white mist quickly turned into a circle of shiny covers to cover him, which was exactly the crystal cover. However, the cover was only half a finger thick, which was obviously a little different from the thickness of the usual finger.

The thickness of the half finger is as if it is isolated from the boundary line between the two worlds, Fujimoto outside and Zhuo Fan inside. Although the inside is pitch black, Zhuo Fan's perception of the mind power is unfolding, and the slight fluctuations within a few meters around are at the control. Fujimoto outside and the street lights are extinguished, this is a world where black and white can be alternated in an instant.

"Hiss!!" The street lights dimmed to the limit and struggled for a moment and suddenly lit up.

The street lights shone on Fujii's face, but they couldn't warm his cold eyes. Looking at the crystal cover, Fujii was a little surprised and curled his lips and said, "What is this thing? It looks quite powerful. But if this is what you thought of, I'm really disappointed to be honest. The turtle tactics have no effect in front of me, because you also know, what am I? I'm a viper, I will get into the turtle's shell and eat all its flesh and blood."

"Needless to say, let's start, the tenth sword." Zhuo Fan's voice came from the crystal cover, but he could not be seen from the outside.

"I'm going to advise you at the end..." As he said that, Fujii suddenly stopped.

The street lights flickered and flickered, and every time Fujii's figure floated back strangely. The lights lit up again, but his figure was already in a different position, looking like one by one during the rewind of the video data.

Ming destroyed ten times, he withdrew ten steps and opened a distance of more than ten meters from the crystal cover.

Quiet, there is no sound in the alley. Only the sound of wind rushing into the alley and rubbing leaves. When life and death confrontation, especially when you are about to encounter the strongest blow, you will encounter such terrifying quietness. You will definitely be able to accelerate your heartbeat, causing excessive adrenaline secretion and your whole mind to be highly concentrated, but it is also very easy to collapse.

The pressure formed by silence was like a mountain, pressing towards Zhuo Fan in the crystal cover. His mind power could only sense things within ten meters, but Fujii had already withdrawn from the range he could sense.

"Hiss!" The street light dimmed again. Fujii's iron claws were swung, and the street light was beaten into pieces and could not light up again.

The dark moment swept through the alley.

After the light bulb was broken, Fujii's movements suddenly slowed down, as if they were slow motion. Under his influence, the whole world seemed to have become dull.

"Do you know why no one has seen my tenth knife?" In the darkness, Fujii suddenly broke the silence, and at the same time his movements became extremely fast. He directly took out a pistol equipped with a silencer from his waist, aimed! Raise his hand! Shoot! It was done in one go. The firelight when the fire instantly illuminated Fujii's face. At this time, he had taken off his mask and showed a hideous and smug smile.
Chapter completed!