With his hand on the ground, Songchai turned around suddenly, pointing the gun in his hand behind him, but it was empty.

Oh no!

He glanced at the black shadow on the left, and the strong wind whistled, but Fernan had moved quickly to his side and hit his knee!

Unable to dodge, Fernan's knee hit the side of his neck. He was like a ball shot by volleys, flying directly to the right, and hitting the wall with a "bang" sound!

What a fast speed!

Songchai's thoughts were turning rapidly, and he even subconsciously wondered whether this would be a joke made by his brother Songpa.

Because, in his perception, only the human-shaped beast Songpa has such a terrifying speed!

The benefits of being ravaged by Songpa over the years finally appeared. He was hit by the target with a stick and a knee, but he didn't faint.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of bounce back against the wall, he regained the balance, turned the muzzle around, put it on his chest, and pulled the trigger in the direction of Fernan!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The bullets flew everywhere but there was no sound of entering the body, but they were nailed into the wall.

However, Songchai didn't expect to hit Fernan. He just used these predictions to force the opponent back and gave himself some breathing time.

He had already acted 120,000 years of vigilance and regarded Fernan as an opponent like Songpa.

This is the most thrilling battle he has experienced in recent years!

After firing the bullets in the gun in the air, Songchai decisively threw away the pistol, supported the ground with one hand, stopped the figure that fell to the ground, and touched the waist with the other hand.

He is ready to draw a knife!

At such a close distance, the knife is far better than the gun!

The wind behind his head hit, Songchai relaxed his right hand, and he rolled around in the air. He pulled out a dagger with his left hand and drew an arc to hold the wooden stick that Fei Nan waved.

The sharp dagger was embedded directly into the wooden stick, almost cutting it off.

Dong!

At this time, Songchai's body fell to the ground.

With a muffled groan, Songcai raised his leg like lightning and kicked Fernan.

But Fernan had already stepped back as if he had noticed his intention in advance.

Twisting his wrist hard, Songchai used a dagger to break the upper end of Feinan's wooden stick, and also took advantage of the gap in his retreat, turned over and stood up.

Staring at Fernan in front of him vigilantly, Songchai squatted halfway, holding the dagger in his left hand, and leaning forward with his right hand, alertly guarding.

The battle just now was no more than three seconds, but Songchai's heart had already sunk to the bottom. Fernan's strength was far beyond his imagination. In just three seconds, his purpose had changed from killing the enemy to escaping.

But no matter which purpose it is, there is only one way to achieve it, that is, to defeat Fernan, which is never easy to do.

Fernan suddenly moved!

He swung his stick at Songchai!

Almost at the same time, Songchai rushed towards Fei Nan, waved his left hand and stroked his wrist!

Fenan's right hand suddenly turned his wrist and the wooden stick shook, like a spiritual snake spitting out his head, pointing his stick to Songchai's throat!

Songchai leaned back and dodged, while lifting his knees, he would kick Fernan's throat with his toes!

But as soon as he mentioned his waist, his knee hit a soft palm, but Fernan had already stretched out his left hand in advance to block his attack route.

There was no way to leverage the force, so he could only use the momentum of dodging and spin back, but just as his knee was about to withdraw, he felt a huge force kicking into his knee socket.

Songchai took a step back, and as soon as his right foot landed, he felt so painful that his feet staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Limping down, Songchai saw that Fernan did not pursue him, but still stood there, his heart suddenly sank into the bottom of the valley.

This time he was in a disadvantage again.

Fernan seemed to be able to predict his movements, making him unable to start.

This made him feel powerless, like facing his brother Songpa.

He regretted it a little, and blamed himself for why he boasted about Haikou and promised a week of assassination? Why did he come to die without knowing how to die after being discovered?

I should have thought that how could I not beware of the top killer I was following so easily?

But it was too late. He was already trapped in the den of a dragon's pond. Whether he could get out of here can only ask Brahma for blessing.

The two fought two times, but the noise caused was minimal. Although Songchai was injured and hurt, he did not shout.

He knew that the reason why Fernan did not kill him immediately was to tease him, just as a cat would not kill the mouse he had just caught, and he was the mouse now.

After a mouse is targeted by a cat, no matter how frightened he is, he will not scream, otherwise he will be killed immediately.

The only thing it can do is to try every means to let the cat relax its vigilance, so that there will be a glimmer of hope.

Suddenly, Songchai quickly threw out a flying knife and headed straight for Fei Nan's face!

And Fernan just turned his head and avoided it.

Songchai waved his left hand and he threw the flying knives out, but Fernan dodged them one by one, and he took the opportunity to rush towards Fernan again.

Fei Nan threw the stick down. This time, Songchai did not dodge, but instead used his head to meet him. The dagger in his hand suddenly stabbed Fe Nan's abdomen.

He wanted to exchange injuries for injuries!

At his speed, although Fernan would be hit by him, he would also be stabbed into the stomach with a knife.

Fei Nan obviously knew this, so he suddenly raised his leg and kicked it hard, hitting Song Cai's chest, which was in the middle of the diaphragm muscle.

Songchai seemed to be hit by a galloping train, and was kicked backwards and hit the wall under the window!

Dong!

It seemed as if the whole building was shocked, and the noise was really big.

The severe pain made Songchai's body curl up like a cooked lobster. He tried hard to stand up against the wall, but it stopped his anger, his face flushed. He suddenly rolled his eyes, his body softened, and he sat back on the ground.

He fainted.

So unbeatable?

Fernan was a little confused.

His nerve reaction speed exceeded 12, which was comparable to a professional boxer, but he had not reached the point where he could abuse professional killers at will, right?

What he didn't know was that there were not many professional killers good at head-on fights.

Songchai's ability lies in his ability to change his appearance, approach the target quietly, use drugs and other means to make the target lose its ability to resist, and be quietly solved in his sleep.

This huge advantage is equivalent to nothing in front of Fernan. Fernan is like holding the 24-hour eye of reality. No matter how he transforms, he has nowhere to hide in Fernan's eyes.

After this huge advantage was abolished by Fernan, the danger level of Songchai was reduced sharply.

His close combat ability is not strong, but his marksmanship is not bad. He could have used long-range shooting to deal with Fernan, and perhaps it could cause greater trouble to Fernan, but he chose the method he is best at for close assassination.

This is equivalent to sending his biggest weakness to Fenan, and Fenan, who took the lead, naturally ate him tightly.

Walking forward, Fenan bent down and grabbed Songchai's mask.

He looked at Songchai vigilantly, beware of his pretending to be immersed, but until he took off his cover, Songchai did not wake up.

Under the mask, there was an ordinary face that was completely different from when I saw it in the mall that day. Fei Nan was a little surprised. Could this Song Guai be able to disguise?

I looked at the mask below curiously. Suddenly, a colorless steam with a hint of sweetness spewed out of the mouth of the mask, hitting Fei Nan's face!

Caught off guard, Fenan sucked in half.

He was dizzy, but Songchai in front of him suddenly jumped up and waved his dagger to stab him!

Damn! He is indeed pretending!

Fernan bit his cheek hard, and the severe pain made his mind clearer. He quickly kicked it out and kicked Songchai's wrist.

But his consciousness was still disturbed. His foot, which was supposed to be kicking his wrist, kicked onto the dagger.

Fortunately, Songchai also inhaled some smoke from the room, and his strength and accurate head were weakened. He only cut off half of the heel of Fernan's shoe, but failed to hurt him, but he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Fenan took the opportunity to retreat, and the dizziness came again!

His feet became soft and he sat on the ground.

The stick came out of his hand and rolled into the bottom of the bed. He quickly reached out to touch it. He remembered that there was a pistol he was hiding under the bed.

However, he did not touch the pistol, but instead touched a hard and grainy thing.

Is it? That crown?

Fernan hurriedly grabbed it and put the crown on his head.

His mind suddenly became much clearer, and he turned over and stood up. At this time, Songchai was just standing up in a daze.

Seeing Fernan stand up again, wearing an inexplicable crown on his head, Song guessed that he had no chance.

He suddenly turned around and rushed towards the window behind him!
To be continued...