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Chapter 1502 You fucking hang up(2/2)

Scar gritted his teeth and changed his hands fiercely. This was the only way for the time being. If the other party also changed direction, he would have made the right bet. If the other party did not change direction, then there was a high chance that he would be finished.

The moment Scar turned around, the man actually started to circle around Scar, with the blade continuing to point at Scar's heart.

Unexpectedly, the other party's move was exactly as the old man expected, and he would never change his position.

Scar seemed to have discovered a new world, running around.

In this way, the distance between the other parties increases. As one goes and the other goes, the distance is finally slowly widened.

The old man simply became a watcher, mainly because he couldn't catch up!

"snort!"

The black shadow snorted coldly. After being found a way to restrain him, he gave up this move. After holding the knife in both hands, he raised the blade to the top of his head. The blade hung high in the sky and chased after Scar.

This knife is very clever. When it catches up, it will fall after that. It is not fixed in a fixed position. It depends on how Scar hides.

"You're fucking cheating!"

Scar was a little broken. This man was like a killing machine. He had no defense. He just raised the knife and would not stop until he was killed.

When fighting with cold weapons, blocking loses its effect, which is like a disaster and nightmare.

This is equivalent to completely losing your defense. When attacking, most people really don't dare to trade one life for another.

Everyone feels that they are a piece of jade and others are just bricks. There are too few people who are willing to trade one life for another, at least Scar is not willing.

So Scar never thought about the idea of ​​stabbing the opponent's heart with a knife and then being split in half.

Then there is only one way, escape!

But after he started running, he found that he couldn't outrun the opponent!

This is so fucking painful and desperate!

Scar, who was getting anxious, finally took out the small pistol hidden in his body that looked like a lighter.

Although Scar feels that it is unethical for someone to play with a knife and take out a gun himself, but when his life is threatened, all morality and principles are bullshit, and survival is the first priority.
Chapter completed!
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