Battlefield Contractor

Lin Rui had even planned it. Once this mercenary rushed forward, he would use his left hand to pull out the dagger, taking advantage of his forward rush to stop him, and give him a vicious look. 8『1ChineseΔ』Net

But to Lin Rui's expectation, this enemy mercenary remained motionless and stood steadily in place-such cautious restraint and self-restraint are very rare even among well-trained fighters. Under normal circumstances, now that Lin Rui has been injured, the opponent will definitely take advantage of the victory to expand the advantage-until his enemy is completely destroyed or crushed.

But the mercenary in front of him is quite different. He should be a terrifying opponent that can make any enemy fearful. This also explains why this guy has such patience and resilience, quietly winding back to his own back before appearing his original form and attacking.

Lin Rui didn't move, he didn't move, but Lin Rui took a step back and was about to squat down. The mercenary finally started to move and began to move slowly along the middle of the field.

Lin Rui gave up. He knew that once he bent over to pick up a gun, this mercenary would never let himself stand up again. He would push himself to the ground before he took the gun. In the case of an arm injury, this kind of struggle with the other party is definitely looking for death. The mercenary's hand has also been placed on his dagger. At first glance, he is a good hand with a knife.

Lin Rui knew that his left hand might not be faster than him, especially when he rolled to the ground. Therefore, Lin Rui gritted his teeth and stood up straight. He made a provocative posture at the mercenary, and then drew his dagger, holding it in his hand, with the blade close to his forearm, horizontally in front of him.

The mercenary also took out the dagger and shook it in his hand.

"Come here, man, let me see your skills." Lin Rui sneered.

The mercenary didn't say a word, he just stared at Lin Rui's shoulders. This was indeed an old hand. Most people who see opponents take daggers will pay attention to staring at the opponent's dagger, but this is the biggest mistake. Because one person usually moves his shoulders first when he does it, it is too late when you see the other person's dagger move.

The real masters stare at the opponent's shoulders, and through the action of the opponent's shoulders, predict whether the opponent will use a dagger to stab or sweep, or block. The layman sees the excitement, the insider is the doorway.

Suddenly, Lin Rui snatched in one step at a time, stretched out his left hand and grabbed the dagger to stab. Originally, his left hand had been hanging down, but now that his hand has clasped the dagger and stab quickly.

This mercenary was already prepared. But even though he was fully guarded, he never expected that Tu Feiyuan's shots were so fast, erratic like a god, silly like a ghost, really like a dragon mutated, and unpredictable.

Between the flashes of the blade, the two seemed to have simply swapped positions. But there was a blood stain on each body. Lin Rui's wound was on his shoulder, but the mercenary's wound was on his arm.

"Come on, you almost stab my neck. Maybe your next time, you will be more accurate." Lin Rui mocked.

The mercenary on the opposite side still said nothing, he was really surprised. When this person was injured, he dared to fight against himself with a dagger in his left hand. He didn't care if he really stabbed him. Is he a lunatic?

Lin Rui couldn't tell because he was in a terrible state. The head stunned by the explosion severely restricted his normal swing. The balance and coordination of the body are much worse. What's worse is the injury of the other hand. He is not left-handed, holding a dagger with his left hand is awkward. If it were the right hand, he was sure that he would be able to poke a few blood holes in the opponent in a single back and forth.

The two were afraid of each other, and they did not dare to move while facing each other. The Snake Eye who was staying at a high place also scolded his mother anxiously, because the location of Lin Rui and the mercenary happened to be his shooting blind spot. If they can go back five to ten meters, they will be within the shooting range of the snake eye.

He repeatedly said, "Boss, force this **** out. I'm ready, as long as he shows up, I can kill him. One shot smashes his head."

Lin Rui smiled bitterly, why didn't he want to solve it so easily? But he couldn't, really couldn't. Carrying a groggy head and a wounded arm, how did you force the guy on the opposite side out of five or six meters? It would be nice not to be forced by him.

Lin Rui gritted his teeth and made a few more shots.

But they were all blocked. This guy was surprisingly cautious. Although his movements seemed unremarkable, there was nothing to say about the precise position and the ingenious timing of the movements. Suddenly, Lin Rui, who was holding the knife in his left hand, couldn't help him.

But he was not discouraged, nor could he be discouraged. Lin Rui knew that his several consecutive attacks were ineffective, so that the other party had a bottom. This mercenary is already planning a counterattack, and he must knock down the opponent before he strikes.

The arm was still bleeding, so if the opponent didn't fall, it would be Lin Rui himself.

This is often the case in the world. If you attack the opponent without failing, you may not be able to stand your ground, so if you are not sure of victory, you would rather not attack. In fact, attacking others is so dangerous, so why do people in the world always take it easy and rush to attack? who knows. Maybe people are afraid of losing, especially afraid of losing at the beginning.

Lin Rui stood steady and stared at the opponent. He was right, the mercenary made a sudden progress, and the dagger in his hand pierced Lin Rui's chest when he raised his hand. Lin Rui didn't let it go. He was waiting for this opportunity. His left hand swept across and the dagger stuck to his forearm. While blocking the sword of the mercenary, it instantly wrapped the opponent's wrist, bent his elbow and used his arms to hang the opponent's hand holding the dagger tightly.

Then he raised his knees and rammed the mercenary's chest and abdomen, and hit the mercenary with his knees. The body armor on his body was bulletproof but not shock-proof, and Lin Rui staggered backwards as he hit him. Lin Rui took advantage of the situation and twisted her body and twisted the opponent's arm vigorously.

The mercenary's body was retreating, and the huge force from his arms exceeded the limit of the joints. "Kacha" the mercenary's arm dislocated, Lin Rui backhanded the dagger in his hand into his neck, blood sprayed Lin Rui's face without warning.

Lin Rui staggered backwards and sat on the ground, he was too tired. Tired and almost collapsed, he almost didn't even have the strength to pull a dagger from the mercenary's neck. Maybe it was because the hilt was stained with blood, which was a bit too slippery. He tried several times before pulling out the **** dagger.

"Snake Eye, I'll kill him." Lin Rui whispered.