Chapter 85: Afro
clang!
Zhang Dayu also swung his sword to accurately deflect the sickle that flew over again and rushed forward. The enemy wanted to engage in medium- and long-range combat, but he had to rush forward.
The chain sickle has a chain in the middle, a sickle on one end and a metal ball on the other, which is a bit like a meteor hammer.
When the sickle was knocked away, the big man reacted quickly by shaking the chain, and while slightly retracting a section of the chain, the sickle flew towards Zhang Daye's back again with a whistling sound.
But this time he didn't want to chop him with a sickle, but to wrap an iron chain around his neck.
It is not easy to block soft weapons like whips and chains with a sword. Zhang Da also crouched down and let the chain pass over his head. At the same time, he suddenly thought, if he could cut the chain with one sword, it would be okay to block it?
After the chain flew past, Zhang Da saw a small iron ball flying towards him, and he swung his sword to cut the connection between the iron ball and the chain.
With a clang sound, sparks flew everywhere. It was obviously not something that could be easily done by brute force alone. At least Zhang Daye's current strength was not enough.
The distance between the two men kept getting closer as their weapons clashed. Seeing that Zhang Da also wanted to get closer, the big man had no intention of retreating, because the sickle itself could also be used for close combat, and close combat made it easier for him to capture his opponent alive with the chain.
But he miscalculated.
After Zhang Da got close, he immediately used Nie Renwang's unique skill: "Sweep the Enemy !"
It's that move that claims to sweep across the enemy, but is actually a chopped move from top to bottom.
The big man cursed inwardly as shameless and quickly raised the small sickle in his right hand to parry. However, when the swords collided , the small sickle was easily cut off, and the tip of Zhang Daye's sword scratched his chest, leaving a bloody wound.
"You are actually a swordsman?" The big man knelt on one knee with an expression of disbelief on his face. How could a swordsman fight with a folding stool at the beginning? It's insulting to the dignity of a swordsman, isn't it?
Of course not. Zhang Daye’s talent in swordsmanship was just average. He was able to cut off his sickle because he cheated with magic: “Does this make me a swordsman? I…”
The big man had no intention of listening to him finish his words, but stood up and ran away. Only a lunatic would chat endlessly with the enemy when he was injured. The right thing to do was to run away as soon as possible .
He was well aware of the strength of his group. He thought that since he had already knelt, there was no hope for others. He must run away quickly, and the others could only wish for themselves.
Until... he fell flat on his face.
"What's going on!?" The big man lay on the ground and looked back with great effort, and saw a cat retracting its legs. "What a joke!"
He was a little upset. Even if the cat stood up, it only reached his knees. One of its legs was not as long as his foot. Normally, it should have broken bones if kicked by him. How could it trip him?
Because the cat is called Tom.
Tom, who had difficulty making decisions because he knew too many things, couldn't decide which clothes to wear. While he was struggling, he noticed that someone was pointing a gun at his owner.
This was unbearable, so Tom rushed over and pulled the muzzle of the gun the moment the man pulled the trigger.
With a bang, a rope net shot out from the muzzle and covered the other person holding the gun.
Coincidentally, that person accidentally pulled the trigger as well, and the same rope net covered the person who had just fired the gun.
"Damn cat!" The two struggled in the net and shouted at the same time, "What are you doing!" *2
Tom spread his hands with a helpless look, then grabbed a gun, held the barrel and beat the two men with the butt of the gun.
The fight continued until the two men fainted, with stars flying all over their heads. Tom then reached out and wiped his forehead, waved away a few drops of sweat, and let out a long sigh: "Hoohoo~"
I guess I want to express that I have worked so hard on myself.
Hard-working Tom did not rush to rest, but checked to see if anyone needed help.
Of course, Altria didn't have to worry. She first knocked down the young master who also used the sickle with two moves, and then fought with three moves each of the five people who besieged her.
This precise scoring technique made the young master who fell first so angry that he vomited blood. I am obviously the strongest, why should I be killed first!
Rui Mengmeng on the other side didn't need any help either. When the enemies saw her take out a broken sword, they all laughed so hard that they bent over and mocked her.
Rui Mengmeng is not the kind of person who can ignore other people's opinions, and her face turned red when she was mocked by their ridicule.
In fact, Zhang Da also gave her two swords in total, an ordinary double-edged sword, and a broken sword from the battlefield of Camlan.
The reason why I used the broken sword today is because Rui Mengmeng remembered what Zhang Daye said: "The day when the broken sword is reforged is the day when the knight returns."
She is a middle school girl, and she feels that fighting with a broken sword might be particularly cool. Moreover, the quality of this broken sword is much better than ordinary swords. Rui Mengmeng feels it is very easy to use.
So, how happily the enemies laughed at the beginning, how miserably they are crying now.
I didn't expect that this little girl who looked easy to bully would be so ferocious in a fight. Every move was aimed at the vital points, in every sense of the word.
The moment she swung the first sword, the little girl next door immediately turned into a big sister on the battlefield. It felt that even if she was given a few wild laughs, it would definitely not seem abrupt.
Tom looked around for a moment and realized that there was only one person in the room who might need his help.
The big man who was tripped by Tom may not understand what happened, but Zhang Da also saw it clearly.
The moment the guy turned around and ran away, Tom, who was two meters away, stretched out his leg and made a gesture to trip him.
It was definitely out of reach given the distance, but Tom's legs were like chopsticks dropped into water. They bent abruptly in the middle and extended to a point just high enough to trip him.
It was reasonable that a seemingly slender and soft little cat leg could trip up a burly man over two meters tall.
Zhang Da also rubbed Tom's head and put the sword on the big man's neck.
"Well done, Tom!" Zhang Da also praised with a smile. Although he could definitely catch up with him with his speed, he couldn't let Tom down, right?
Tom grinned; his good mood usually came easily.
"You are...an organ dealer, right? Could you please tell us who the person you mentioned before is who is interested in our organs?" Zhang Da was already thinking about how to interrogate him if he didn't speak.
Should he tickle the soles of his feet with the tip of Tom's tail? Or should he replicate the injuries Tom had suffered?
The latter one is too brutal, to be determined.
"It's a man with an afro." The big man was tactful enough not to make Zhang Da waste any more effort.
In fact, he felt that he had been cheated. With the strength of the twelve of them, they could even defeat a pirate worth 40 or 50 million. There was no reason for them to be defeated by a small tavern. The employer must have been hiding something.
He thought that he would not end up well, so he decided to drag more people into the mess instead of keeping the employer's secret.
