Chapter 590: Tenacious Hill

Hill's body has lost his balance, and he can only watch his fists come by. All he can do is tilt his head as far as possible to avoid being hit by the front.
Fuck's fist hit Hill's side face without any accident. The punch was not light, and Hill was directly beaten out.
Fuck didn't continue to attack, but shook his hand and smiled jokingly: "No wonder it's so horizontal, the bones are really not so hard!"
The faces of the other members of the Thunder Mercenary Group were full of irritation. They clenched their weapons and wanted to launch an attack on Fak, but behind them there was a shout of anger from Hill, "Is it him, stop me! Lao Tzu? Not dead yet! I don't need you to avenge me!"
Hearing Hill's words, everyone hurriedly looked at Hill. Half of Hill's face was swollen, which had affected his vision, but Hill still held the spear tightly and got up from the ground.
"Deputy leader! Let's fight it!" Seeing this scene, everyone was a little bit intolerant.
The deputy commander Hill was desperate for their lives, but he could only watch. This mixed emotion and guilt made them a little bit enthusiastic, and they wished to fight immediately, even if they died without fear.
"Fart! Don't look at Lao Tzu's embarrassment right now, but it's still the same to clean up your ineffective rascals! You can't even beat me, and you can't even fart! Just stay with me!" Hill gave a mouthful. Drooling, once again set an offensive posture.
"Hill, I'm so touched by what I said!" Fak deliberately put on an idiot look, making people feel a sense of disgust from the bottom of their hearts.
However, the people of the Berserker Group seemed to like this tune very much, and they laughed.
The members of the Thunder Mercenary Group shook their arms tightly, their teeth creaked, but they all resisted the urge to fight hard. Deputy Commander Hill was right, rushing to them in their current situation can only be a joke. It is of no use except for giving away the head.
"Fak, do you count the words?" Hill looked at Fak calmly, without any emotional fluctuations.
"Of course I speak, but you don't have any chance!" Fak's eyes became extremely cold, and he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart on Hill. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have almost become a useless person.
Thinking of his miserable end in case he became a useless person, Fak's body trembled slightly, knowing that all this almost became a reality, fortunately luck was on his side.
Hill took a deep breath. Although he didn't believe in Fak, he had to choose to believe it at the moment. Because even if he doesn't believe him, there is nothing he can do, can he still count on Fack to swear?
"Okay! The gentleman can't chase after a word, I hope you don't break your promise!" Hill's eyes revealed the death will, he was ready to burn his soul to force Fak to use his right hand.
"but……"
"Why? Are you going to regret it?" Hill felt a little bit in his heart, and if Fuck repented, it wouldn't make any sense for him to do anything.
"But you can't die! Don't worry, I won't kill you, so if you die, they will be buried with you!" Seeing Hill's eyes, how could Fack not know Hill's thoughts? He won't let Hill die. His purpose is to make him worse than death, otherwise it will be difficult to dispel his hatred.
"You... despicable!" Hill couldn't help but yelled. If he didn't fight to death, he would almost never have the opportunity to force Fark to use his right hand.
"I'm despicable? Huh! Are you going to burn your soul to force me to make a move, not despicable?" Fak looked at Hill with contempt, and Hill's double mark made him feel ridiculous.
"It's really hard to be a good person these days! The person who saves your life has become a despicable person, and the person who commits suicide has noble morals! What kind of world is this?" Fak shook his head, looking distressed.
Hill didn't talk to him, and he didn't know how to talk to him, so he just threw his gun at Fack.
"Oh! I am so embarrassed? It's just right!" A cold light flashed in Fak's eyes, and instead of retreating, he rushed up with the spear.
Just as the spear was about to rush in front of Fak, Hill opened his mouth, and the sound of a tiger roar came from his mouth, and Fak's body suddenly stopped.
This is one of Hill's secret skills-Tiger Roar, which embodies grievance in the sound, gathers the sound into a line, and directly attacks the opponent's ear, causing it to lose consciousness for a moment.
The length of the loss of consciousness is closely related to the user's strength and proficiency. It is said that the extreme of Tiger Howl is that other people can't hear any sound at all, the sound is completely restrained, and only the opponent can hear it.
Of course, the length of the loss of consciousness is also related to the opponent's strength. The stronger the opponent's strength, the greater the gap with Hill, and the shorter the loss of consciousness. On the contrary, low-strength people may even be directly bled to death by the seven orifices shaken by the tiger's roar.
At the time Fak lost his mind without any response, Hill's spear had reached Fak's front. A hint of excitement flashed in Hill's eyes. If this hit, even if he could not take Fak's dog life, it would still hurt the opponent, and his chances would be greater then.
Seeing the spear getting closer and closer to Faak's chest, Hill even had a dreaming feeling. Is he going to win this way? Although it is difficult for the Silver Warrior to defeat the Golden Warrior, it is not impossible. If this shot pierced Fark's chest smoothly, Fark would be really done.
Suddenly there was a warning sign in Hill's heart. As an old mercenary who had been on the verge of life and death for many years, Hill had an unimaginable keen sense of crisis.
Although Hill did not know why there was such a strong sense of crisis, he was convinced that this sense of crisis was definitely not groundless, and this sense of crisis had saved him more than once.
Hill looked at Faq, who was close at hand, unwillingly, gritted his teeth, increased his speed a little, and stabled hard.
It's not that he is not afraid of death, but now that he is facing such a good opportunity, he can't bear to let it go. One more thing, Fack just said that he didn't want his own life, he wanted to live a painful life without a broken arm. So Hill was ready to take a gamble, using his life to bet that Fake would not kill himself.
Hill's attack this time was decisive, and precisely because of this, the attack became much sharper than before.
Fuck had already recovered. The reason he didn't move was because he was waiting for an opportunity.
Seeing Hill's spear close at hand, Fak's eyes changed, and his footsteps shook mysteriously and profoundly. He flashed past the spear that was almost on his chest, and raised his left hand with a golden light with a sneer.
What surprised Fak was that Hill didn't panic when he saw that he had escaped his attack. Instead, there was a hint of trickery in his eyes.
Fuck made a knife with his left hand, ran to Hill's right arm and slashed over. If he hits this time, it is no weaker than being chopped by a knife, axe, and Hill's right arm.
Hill's left hand suddenly drew a three-sided thorn from the tail of the spear, and stab at Fak's front heart. This is a play that takes injury for life.
Theoretically, if a three-sided thorn stabbed in the chest, even if the stabbing was not the key point, the stabbed person would bleed heavily.
You must know that after being stabbed by a triangular thorn, the wound is directly a hole, and it cannot be closed naturally. Unless it consumes a lot of fighting energy to temporarily seal the wound, this is not a long-term solution. This will consume too much fighting energy. Even if it is a golden warrior, it will not take a long time to consume it.
Fuck didn't expect that Hill would even use this insidious weapon. It was impossible to change the attack. After all, it was too close, but Fuck didn't care too much. This three-sided thorn is not a magic weapon, it can't pierce his armor at all.
Hill suddenly opened his mouth again, and Falk was surprised when he saw this scene. He had already suffered a secret loss just now. At this time, the distance was so close, and there was a triangular pyramid in front of him. If he lost his mind again, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Fuck stretched out his right hand instinctively, and picked up the triangular thorn. His left hand cut on Hill's right arm without any hesitation.
"puff!"
"Puff!"
Hill didn't use the Tiger Howl skill at all, his right arm was cut off by Fak, blood gushing out from the broken arm, and the whole person fell to the ground.
In fact, Hill can't issue Tiger Howl skills again at all. Powerful skills often have certain restrictions and cannot be used continuously, which is one of the limitations of Tiger Howl skills.
"Haha! Fak, you use your right hand!" Hill's face was pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. It can be seen that he is enduring unimaginable pain at the moment, but he did not howl or roll all over the floor, but haha He laughed out loud, as if the severed right arm did not belong to him at all.
Fak did not continue to do it, but looked at his right hand in disbelief. His right hand just resisted instinctively when he was facing danger, not his intention.
Although Hill lost a right arm, Fack used his right hand, so this time it was Fack that failed, not Hill. As agreed, Fack would let others go.
"Fak, you won't deny it? But this is your usual style. Even if you regret it, it's in my expectation." Seeing Fak's uncertain face, Hill sneered with disdain. .
Fuck clenched his fists, his arms violently burst into blue veins, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth, "Hill, I'm the one who speaks, let your people go!"
"Fak, we will have a period in the future!" Hill winked at other people, and picked up the right arm that fell to the ground. If the treatment is timely, there may be hope of pressing it.
"Hold on!" Fak suddenly yelled as Hill and his party were about to leave.
"What? Are you going to regret it?" Hill looked at Fack with a wary look.