On the rooftop, Kyle, who was injured in his chest, held a one-handed sword in his left hand and rushed towards Logan's arms. In anyone's opinion, it was the last fight.

Logan looked ahead coldly, as if waiting for prey to come to him. With his lone wolf physique and self-healing ability, he has forced the enemy into a desperate situation in countless times over the past decades.

The lonely wolf likes this. When encountering powerful prey, it is not to call for more companions to siege it, but to consume the opponent's physical strength by relying on his tenacious will and means to further kill the weak prey.

Compared to offense, he has hundreds of fighting skills and wolf-shaped claws.

Compared with defense and physical strength, he has a strong beast body and self-healing factor.

In Logan's view, the moment Kyle took action, he was destined to die next - because the one who fought with him was not just humans, but an arrogant beast that had already been scarred!

‘Tread!’

Looking at Kyle who rushed to him, Logan, who had always stood still, suddenly moved, his hands were sharp and sharp claws protruding out quickly and vigorously, but in the blink of an eye, he stabbed his unguarded chest first-

Kyle narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he hadn't noticed the sharp claws, and he ran forward regardless of the situation—

‘Puff!’

A pair of sharp claws completely submerged from the cross sign of the Venom Clothes, and Kyle's sprint came to an abrupt end. However, just a moment before his movements completely stopped, he exhausted all the remaining strength on his left hand and poured the one-handed sword he held tightly into Logan's chest.

'laugh!!'

The sodium carbon steel sword was smooth and unimpeded, just piercing Logan's chest through, and the slight tip of the sword poked out from behind with blood.

"You are really cruel to yourself with your injuries..." Logan was stunned for a moment, never thinking that besides himself, there would be someone else who would do such a suicide fighting style.

"Thank you for your praise. If you don't be cruel to yourself, how can you defeat a strong enemy like you?" Kyle smiled, and dark red blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth.

His left palm was still pressed against the hilt of the one-handed sword, and gently pushed forward. The two people who were stalemate retreated and separated, accompanied by the blood from their bodies.

"Cough cough." Kyle coughed blood with a pale face and sat on the floor. Just now, six sharp claws had pierced the lungs in his body. The venom was anxiously extending the black silk to repair the suit. He wanted to block the wounds of the serious injury, but he could not stop the outflow of blood.

Logan lay down on the ground with a straight back, and the sodium-carbon steel sword completely penetrated into his chest, revealing only the delicate cross sword hilt, which looked like he was nailed to the floor by a sword.

It was a loss.

"How to say, you are one of the most difficult opponents I have ever encountered..." Logan kept breathing and changed his words, "If you bring your age, then there is no such thing."

"So too. To be honest, I really don't want to fight a beast like you." Kyle sat on the ground, responding weakly.

This is the most difficult and most seriously injured battle he has ever encountered since his rebirth!

The battle with Steve is only a battle under friendship, and this death fight with Logan is a powerful duel that can gamble on life.

"What a pity. You won the battle, but I will survive in the end." Logan Ru said in a statement, retracting the wolf-shaped claws and reaching out to pull out the one-handed sword on her chest.

But soon, his face changed slightly, and now he couldn't increase his strength. He used to be quick to heal himself and did not use his ability to heal his serious chest injury.

Kyle whispered: "Give it aside. That sword is made of sodium carbon steel, which specifically restrains the self-healing factor."

"Is that so? No wonder. It turns out that you have made this plan for a long time. It seems that I lost it is not unfair..." When Logan heard this, he sighed thoughtfully, let go of his hands as if he was appointed, and lay on the ground with some relief.

"Can you ask me about my next fate? Should you take me back to the army base and imprison me, or send me to various research rooms for experiments, or kill them on the spot."

Logan whispered hoarsely, as if he was used to the inhumane way of treating it.

"I wouldn't do that. After all, we wouldn't have had to get to this point." Kyle stood up hard and walked slowly towards Logan. With his current physical injury, he had to get the self-healing factor card as soon as possible.

In fact, the purpose of fighting with Logan is just to draw a ability card. If you have negotiated before, it is OK for everyone to find a place to sit down and have a drink and chat.

This is a heaven of thought, a hell of thought. A simple choice evolves into a life-and-death showdown in a flash.

Just as Kyle was about to approach Logan on the ground, he suddenly turned his head with some sense of consciousness, his eyes sharply turned to a corner of the roof, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

I don’t know when, there was another burly and tall bystander on the rooftop where the two of them fought to the death!

The man was a middle-aged man wearing a large German officer uniform, with a rough and domineering face, and a tall and majestic figure of two meters tall, looking like a fierce tiger about to start killing.

If it were on weekdays, with Kyle or Logan's keenness, he would have noticed that someone had approached, but because he was serious about fighting, he did not notice that someone had come to the roof quietly.

The big man seemed to know Logan on the ground, and said calmly and indifferently: "Logan, I didn't expect you to fall to this level again so quickly. It really disappoints me."

"It's you!!" Logan, who was originally lying on the ground to give up resistance, suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this sound, and stared at the big man with deep hatred.

"In this way, I can easily take your life!" The big man smiled grimly, grabbed his fist's hands, and slowly stretched out two sharp and sharp bone claws.

Sabertoothed tiger?!

Kyle was a little confused for a moment. He looked at the big man and then at Logan. He couldn't help but ask at Logan: "Didn't you say, do you have no brothers?"

"Brother? He is my parents, lover, and enemy of his son!" Logan roared. If he hadn't been seriously injured, he would have been afraid that he would have gotten up and fought with the Sabertoothed Tiger.

"I joined the German army for the arrival of this day. I just didn't expect it to come so quickly and suddenly." The saber-toothed tiger grinned, ignored Kyle, who was standing seriously injured, kept rubbing his claws, and walked towards Logan, who was trying to struggle to draw his sword.

In this world, are they obviously not brothers, but are they still enemies for life?

Kyle, who was watching, quickly understood, his face turned cold, and the self-healing factor card on Logan's body had not been drawn yet, so how could he be killed by the saber-toothed tiger that suddenly appeared?

It seems that the trump card that should be shown is inevitable.

Kyle sighed inwardly and whistled into the sky. The Sabre-toothed Tiger immediately looked here in surprise. In his eyes, both of them were seriously injured and on the verge of death, without any threat.

The Sabertooth Tiger said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do? When I solve the problem with Logan, I will naturally send you to hell with you. The corpse of American heroes should be very valuable in Germany."

Kyle's eyes were cold. Although he was seriously injured, he still stood upright as before. He directly gave the word "Saboo to the Tiger": "Think too much."

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