Chapter 546: peacemaker

"Let me come and practice with you."
Chalkin did not use a weapon, but adopted a crouching posture, which was some kind of freehand fighting technique, and then he rushed toward the lame with full of energy.
The lame boss also rushed towards the captain of the guard who had escaped the sudden attack. Chalkin attacked from below with his low stance, and the forearm hit the lame elbow with a swift blow. Flying the fangs on the chain to his face, the other party immediately roared and waved his arms with new vitality.
Chalkin avoided the awkward arms that aimed at him, and used Lame's momentum to wrap around the other's butt.
This strategy seems to be in effect.
But Li Luo had long seen through his strategy, set aside the tomahawk and supported his body with his free hand, and turned around by taking advantage of it.
His turn was too fast for Chalkin to block, and the captain of the guard was hit in the abdomen by a heavy punch.
After a backhand blow, Lame attempted to launch a series of attacks, but Chalkin escaped the range and then used a terrible set of uppercuts to force the opponent back.
With more sounds of broken tiles, Lame stood up, but Chalkin had glued him to expand his advantage.
He hit the lame's nose, ears and temples with a three-handed knife like raindrops.
After the offensive staggered, the lame boss was unable to cope with Chalkin's pressing and had to wrap his arms around his torso, using his weight to push him.
"Waaaaagh!!!"
The captain of the guard roared, arms around each other, throwing the lame across the street and into a pile of tall wooden barrels.
When he stepped back, White forehead watched the garbage dump loosen, and the piles of wooden barrels crashed and fell on Lame.
"is that enough?"
After a moment, Chalkin gasped and asked.
Tranced and full of frustration, Lame climbed out of the garbage dump, looked up at the captain of the victorious guard, smiled, and revealed his fangs.
"you win."
"Ha, get up."
Chalkin said to lift the lame roller.
But a strong wind came from behind, and would have made him flash to the right immediately.
The gold teeth, which had been completely irritated, launched a sneak attack.
He rushed in an arrow, and his fast blade couldn't even catch up with his eyes. He slashed to the lame, and his action merged with the roaring sea breeze.
Click~!
The next second, the blade of the shark-tooth knife cut into the lame armor shone with a diamond-like light, and the cut steel jumped with sparks, instantly illuminating the duel.
Then he again
One knife crossed the front foot that Li Lao stepped out, and the other knife pierced his knee from the back to put the opponent down on the ground again.
Lame waved his arms blindly, as if holding a dark torch in his hand, and pulled a fighting knife from the sheath tied to his calf, trying to stand up on his knees, but the opponent's tip was already leaning under his jaw.
"I won't give you any chance!"
Jinya laughed loudly, the blade against the lame throat of the armor's soft part, ready to result in the other side.
"Idiot, when I leave your head at the foot of the under your hands, I will take a good look at the expression on their faces."
The moment was about to come. At that moment, which had been repeated many times, Jinya stood in front of the defeated opponent, and the winking smile twisted his face.
As long as the wrist is moved slightly, and a little force is applied, the head of the turtle will roll off the shoulder.
He will easily grab this head and raise his head to the surrounding battlefield, let his followers worship, and make the enemy desperate-both can bring him equal satisfaction.
With his tongue licking his fangs, he spent a second tasting the present moment, and then flicked his wrist.
"Ok?"
But the blade didn't move. It quietly pressed against Lame's throat, but couldn't cut it.
There is no sad gasp when the trachea and arteries are cut, and there is no flesh and blood rhythm when the head and neck are separated.
Jin Ya's smiling face collapsed. He frowned, and the corners of his mouth were raised with anger. However, the arm trying to control the knife was resisted, and the blade still refused to move half an inch.
As the limbs resisted him, a trembling sense of numbness spread from the fingertips and climbed up the arm. The para-warlord growled and held the other hand's wrist with his left hand.
The hand holding the knife is still muscle tight, and the tight tendon presses the bone.
As the smell of burnt hair rushed to the taste of gold teeth, submerged his nostrils, his vision narrowed, the road in front of him extended into a corridor, and greasy liquid filled it slowly.
The sound ceased, replaced by a harsh bell that shook his eardrum, the scream in his brain quickly expanded, and a sense of dizziness stole the balance of his legs.
Subsequently, the cold blow refocused the world of Golden Teeth, Lame's short combat knife stabbed into his side, and Golden Teeth exhaled from his teeth.
"Damn..."
The black iron blade of the palm of his hand did not reach the handle, penetrated the armor and muscles, and stabbed his internal organs.
Lamely staggered and drew out his dagger, and then fell again, and gold teeth hurt his only leg.
The sticky blood flowed down the armor intermittently~EbookFREE.me~ Jinya stepped back step by step, his arms still locked in front of him, and even felt the earth beneath his feet make a loud noise and began to shake, surrounded by horror and messy chorus , So that his ears were full of overlapping screams like his brain.
"Okay, he got a lesson."
Suddenly, Chalkin's voice sounded, and the oppression suddenly disappeared.
White forehead lowered his arm, the eyes of his eyes gradually dissipated, and the arc of his fingertips also disappeared in the air.
"Everyone bleeds, is it enough?"
Chalkin opened his arms and came to the middle of the two bosses. His face was full of lightness. The boys around him put down their weapons and gathered back behind each other's boss.
"Pooh!"
Lame spit out blood foam and stood up with the help of his deputy.
"This bastard! Sooner or later you will be soaked in the sea!"
"I will always have a place for you on the cannon, there will always be--"
Withdrawing the short knife that did not enter the body, Jinya also responded to each other with a hateful voice.
"The storm is coming, go back to each house, and I will talk about something tomorrow."
Seeing that the situation finally did not expand, Chalkin waved his hands, and the boys gathered in the port saw the distant storm approaching and also dispersed.
But when Jinya and Lame were about to leave, Chalkin suddenly stopped them.
"you guys--"
He held out his hand and said in the calmest tone:
"I have a very bad boy with severe pain. Give me a face. Have a drink in I tonight, eh?"
He glanced at each other. Although Jinya and Lilamo didn't know what the guard guard wanted to do, they didn't want to offend him too much, so they nodded together.
"This is great, come on, but I brought a lot of good wine from Arkham before."