The moment he and Ma touched the handle, they felt a text pattern decorated on the handle.

    ——It''s really a "one word".

    There was a long boat with characters in front of it. He really moved a little with the horse - he was adjusting the distance with his feeling, and then he waved his cassock and cut it.

    Just like those swordsmen in the halberd film when they kill the array and cut the miscellaneous soldiers, the light of the knife pulled by the horse just sweeps through everyone who rushes over, and they are indifferent.

    People who play military attack know that the situation of one knife in the past requires an expert + a famous knife. People''s bones are very hard. A careless knife will make a gap and get stuck in the bones.

    Therefore, in the sword halberd films that pay attention to the reality, there are few scenes in which one knife passes by two people - yes, but generally only the treatment of the big boss.

    All the miscellaneous battles are finished with a stroke on the vital artery.

    This is also the playing method of the real swordsmen in history.

    With the shallowest wound, it is directly fatal.

    What we pay attention to is a perfect control of the distance and the accuracy of the knife.

    After sweeping the cassock with the horse, I feel I have played well.

    From the hand feel, everyone should have swept it, but everyone didn''t cut it very deep.

    At the next moment, the light of lightning flashed through the window, and the electric light on the third floor recovered for a few seconds.

    In just a few seconds, the bad people who had just been swept by Ma and slowed down suddenly found that the wounds on their arms were rubbing and bleeding.

    Then the gang threw away their weapons, covered their wounds and wailed.

    And the horse glanced at everyone''s wounds. He was a little surprised. He just drew the key on the aiming hand. Even if one or two didn''t draw, the others should have their pulse cut.

    But in fact, the wounds of these people are all in the insignificant position of the forearm.

    Missed?

    Frown with the horse, right when he has little experience in using the real knife, he makes a fool of himself.

    After the lights went dark, the wailing guys looked like demons dancing.

    And the horse took a step forward - yes, it was a step. Everyone was quiet and kept away from him.

    The authentic character of the long boat in front of him still reflects the faint light from nowhere - he ma even suspects that the knife itself can emit fluorescence.

    But it''s not right. When I didn''t pull the knife off the bench just now, it didn''t light up.

    And this has been like a chime.

    I''ve heard a saying in my life that the buzzing sound of lightsaber waving in Star Wars actually comes from the so-called knife sound: when the peerless magic weapon is used by the right swordsman, it will have this vibrato like resonance.

    In my last life, he and Ma must think that Dao Ming is bullshit, but the world is different.

    And the horse took another step forward, and the minions retreated from the horse like Moses divided the sea.

    Tsuda Zhengming shouted hoarsely, "what are you running for? A bit of extreme backbone! Don''t you have a steel pipe in your hand? No matter how powerful his knife is, he can''t cut the steel pipe, can he? Give it to me! "

    With that, Tsuda Zhengming picked up a four corner stool and threw it at he ma.

    And the horse saw him raise his stool to throw, raised his knife and put on the upper attack.

    The moment the stool was thrown over, he seized the opportunity to launch the upper second couplet!

    After two clean cuts, the seat plate of the stool was evenly cut into three pieces.

    At the same time, the strength of the chopping changed the flight attitude of the stool, so that the split stool completely missed the horse and fell behind him.

    "Why do you do magic?" Tsuda Zhengming was hysterical, "cut the stool? Huh? Cut the stool? "

    He ma didn''t answer and walked to Tsuda Zhengming step by step.

    All the bad teenagers who had stopped between HEMA and Tsuda Zhengming retreated to the corner and crowded near the door they had just rushed in.

    "Tsuda Zhengming, if you don''t die here today, our brother and sister won''t live in peace. So please die. " And Ma said calmly, like announcing a matter of course.

    Tsuda Zhengming suddenly laughed: "ha ha! Do you think you won? Do you think you can easily win the extreme way? "

    Before the words fell, he rushed to the desk not far from him——

    And Ma realized that Tsuda Zhengming''s card to turn the world around was at his desk!

    He rushed forward. Unexpectedly, Tsuda Zhengming turned fiercely and rushed to the chest of drawers in the corner.

    And the horse immediately changed direction and caught up!

    "It''s too late!" Tsuda Zhengming shouted and pulled out an American M1911 pistol from the middle floor of the chest of drawers

    "Die!" Tsuda Zhengming shouted!

    And horses know that no matter how fast a man is, he can''t be faster than a bullet.

    However, people can move faster than the muzzle.

    Just avoid the muzzle before the bullet is fired!

    It''s not difficult for current and Malay, especially when the distance is less than four meters. There were two shots in a row. The first shot broke the decorative porcelain hanging on the wall, and the second shot hit the table - but missed the horse and the horse. He and Ma took a Z-shape, avoided the aim of the muzzle, and cut on the handle of the pistol before Tsuda Zhengming pulled the trigger for the third time. Tsuda Zhengming screamed like a pig. The pistol fell to the ground with a crash, and Tsuda''s fingers were still adhered to the grip“ My hand! " Tsuda Zhengming hugged his hands and shouted miserably. He ma raised his long knife and prepared to accurately cut off the head of Tsuda Zhengming“ Wait a minute! " Tsuda Zhengming, who was just wailing, shouted, "once you kill someone, you can''t go back! The University of Tokyo or the police department, your planned future will always say goodbye to you! And you will go to the prison. The lawyers of Kanto United will definitely send you to the prison! " And the horse''s hand stopped in mid air. Tsuda Zhengming laughed: "ha ha, that''s right! Unless you want to step into the abyss called Jidao, you can''t kill me! You can only beat me up, cut off some of my fingers and let me go! " Hold the knife in your hand with the horse. At this moment, he suddenly saw a scene in front of him like an abyss of hell. He saw himself dressed in extreme clothes and a dragon with teeth and claws on his back. The dragon''s eyes looked at the poor people around him indifferently. He saw that chiyoko first became a hostess, then became a mother sang, broke his heart for the Jidao man who didn''t know where to come from, and finally died in the fire. He saw that meijiazi married a wild seed from nowhere. He was raped every day and washed his face with tears. This picture of hell gives and horses thousands of reasons to put down the butcher''s knife. But he didn''t. So what? Choosing to kill here means taking the road of Shura and bringing pain to the world. But at least, it can give yourself and thousands of generations a short time of peace. Next, when another person who threatened the peace appeared, he continued to chop until he had gone and had no return. Such a choice is definitely not good. Even the long boat in front of the horse''s hand is authentic, and it no longer makes a knife sound. Should it be because it is a kind knife? The cassock cut just now avoided the key. Is that the reason for the knife? Even so, he ma still decided to wield a knife - he knew he would step into the world of extreme evil and immorality. He turned his last nostalgia for goodness into three words: nanwusan long knife raised - at this moment, the gun rang. Tsuda Zhengming had a bloody bullet hole in the middle of his forehead. And Ma Meng stopped the blade to be cut off and turned to look at the direction of the gunshot. The white bird criminal police didn''t know when he got into the third floor from the iron gate where the bad teenagers rushed to help. He held the Japanese police standard pistol in one hand and the police manual in the other hand, just turning to the page with chrysanthemum pattern“ Police station! Police! " The white bird criminal police shouted. At the next moment, the lighting of the whole room was restored“ Oh, yes, it''s repaired very quickly. " The white bird criminal police looked at the fluorescent lamp, then turned to the Gaoshan criminal police behind him and said, "Gao Shanjun, please!" Gaoshan criminal police pushed away the bad teenagers in the stupefied God, came to HEMA, looked at HEMA, wore plastic gloves for evidence collection, and said, "it''s really powerful. You''re a new legend in the 1980s." With his gloved hand, he picked up the pistol used by Tsuda Zhengming and looked at it“ The criminal has a lethal weapon and has the intention to use it. The white bird police department is self-defense. " Gaoshan criminal police finished, closed the pistol insurance and put it into the evidence bag. The white bird criminal policeman breathed a sigh of relief, put away his pistol and said to the outside of the iron gate, "come in! Take these bad teenagers away! Treat the injured. " So a large number of policemen in police uniforms poured into the room. White bird Interpol confirmed that his subordinates began to work, so he turned his eyes back to he Ma: "young man, do you know? We could have taken this guy back and used the time when we could legally detain him to press for some information we were interested in. Because of you, he died and our clue was broken“ Thank me very much. Next time, no one will drag you back from the gate of hell. Now that you''ve decided to go the right way, show me your perseverance and go to the end, asshole! "