Chapter 180 A Dangerous Fight in the Dense Forest

Zhuo Yang was wary of the three unknown men in front of him because they were not hikers and did not have equipment such as backpacks or hiking shoes, nor did they have quick-drying clothes or hiking pants. The three of them were just wearing very ordinary clothes, including black T-shirts, plaid jackets and yellow suits. They were all wearing jeans, and two of them were even wearing leather shoes.

Hiking people will never wear jeans, not only are they not breathable, but they will cause pain in the crotch. The appearance of three people in the city would not attract anyone's attention, but in this remote dense forest, they felt very abrupt.

Zhuo Yang and Kou Kou slowed down, but the people in front also slowed down. Seeing this scene, Zhuo Yang simply stopped and stopped to watch with Kou Kou. Sure enough, the three people stopped. After muttering to each other for a few times, they looked back, then turned around in horror, and headed towards Zhuoyang together.

Zhuoyang's left hand rested on his lower abdomen, and his right hand reached for the side pocket of his backpack.

The three men pressed forward in a "pin" shape and took out daggers from their lower backs. Although the style of the dagger is short and ordinary, the texture is obviously of high quality and very sharp, and the blade reflects the scattered sunlight of the dense forest.

One of them sang: "Robbery..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhuo Yang unbuckled his backpack with his left hand, tightened his shoulders, and then the backpack fell to the ground from behind with a bang. At the same time, a steel three-section telescopic ASP police tactical stick appeared in his right hand. Before kicking on the ground, he shouted angrily: "Kou Kou, back off!" He swung the stick and pulled out the stick at the same time. At the critical moment, Zhuo Yang decisively struck preemptively.

The bandit obviously didn't expect that Zhuo Yang would strike first. The yellow suit couldn't dodge and was hit by Zhuo Yang's stick at the junction of his neck and shoulder. He immediately turned over and fell. The move was successful, but Zhuo Yang's heart sank instead.

He aimed at the main artery in Huang Suit's neck. With the speed with which he drew the stick, it should be impossible for the opponent to dodge. This hit could save him from death but also lose half of his life. Behind her is Kou Kou. For her safety, Zhuo Yang will never show mercy.

However, at such a brief moment, the opponent made an emergency defensive action of shrinking his neck and shrugging his shoulders to minimize the damage caused by the inevitable fatal blow. It is impossible for ordinary people to perform such professional and precise movements. Ordinary people cannot even close their eyes in time.

This is a practicing guy!

When the plaid jacket and black T-shirt saw that their companion was injured, they didn't hesitate at all. They rushed towards Zhuo Yang from left to right without any hesitation. Such a reaction is enough to show that they are well-trained.

Zhuoyang swung his stick to block the dagger stabbed by the black T-shirt, and struck at the right arm of the plaid jacket, but he dodged it. Zhuo Yang turned around on the spot and hit the head of the black T-shirt with the help of inertia and the combined force of his waist and abdomen, like a mountain bearing down on him.

The black T-shirt couldn't dodge, and Zhuo Yang hit him on the forearm in a hurry. I heard a 'click' and my left arm was broken.

Just as he was about to take advantage of the victory and finish off one of them, Plaid Jacket attacked from the right side. After Zhuo Yang turned around and tried to parry his dagger, the tiger's mouth was shocked and hurt.

Zhuoyang felt relieved as he took advantage of the initiative and eliminated two of them, and concentrated on fighting the plaid jacket in front of him. Zhuoyang is a man who knows his stuff. His opponent is very particular about his pace, speed, strength and accuracy, as well as his dodges and moves. He is obviously a tough opponent.

It’s hard to say who will win with bare hands, but Zhuo Yang has a big advantage in weapons. His ASP police tactical stick is 78.74 centimeters long when extended, which is 31 inches, while the blade of the dagger in the hands of the three opponents is at most 15 centimeters. No more than 6 inches. One inch is longer and one inch is stronger. This is definitely not a lie in battle, it is the truth.

As long as his opponent doesn't get close, Zhuo Yang will definitely win. Maintaining an aggressive offensive posture, after two moves, Zhuo Yang saw the opportunity to take advantage of the short body of the plaid jacket to hide the stick, and kicked his dagger away with a lightning kick, then turned around and kicked him away with a side kick.

Just when he was about to follow him and kill him, a dagger slashed through the air from the right side. Zhuo Yang quickly let the iron bridge pass, and at the same time, the steel rod swept across the enemy's knees. The enemy was very tough. He raised his knees and legs to resist the stick with his outer muscles, and then stabbed Zhuo Yang's right hand holding the stick with another knife.

The stick was blocked, and Zhuo Yang was already sitting on the ground. He raised a handful of gravel and dust on the ground with his left hand to stop his opponent. The black T-shirt was unsteady on his feet while dodging, and he stumbled and almost fell down.

The black T-shirt is a ruthless man. He pinned his broken left hand in the waistband of his jeans. Although it affected the balance of his body, it made him look more ferocious. The speed of the knife with his right hand was not reduced at all.

At this time, Plaid Jacket also got up from the ground and picked up the dagger again. The two of them changed from holding the knife in the tiger's mouth to holding the knife behind their backs. This is a move only done by experts who use daggers. Zhuoyang has to be more careful.

With one move, he once again forced the opponent away, but Zhuo Yang saw that the yellow suit who was knocked down at the beginning also stood up while rubbing his neck, grinning and unable to hide his anger and murderous intent.

Don't dare to hesitate at this time, let the enemy form a combined attack and it will be difficult for you to resist. Zhuo Yang rushed forward and stood in the middle of the road, attacking like thunder and lightning, sending sand and rocks flying. Behind them is Kou Kou, they must not be allowed to go around.

After a few moves, Zhuo Yang was completely sure that if everyone used their bare hands to attack, none of the three opponents would be inferior to him. The reason why he could resist at this time was that two of his opponents were injured, and his own weapons were occupied. Big bargain.

With three daggers in front of him, Zhuo Yang regretted not preparing two tactical sticks. Although the dagger is short, it renders the grappling, wrestling and kicking techniques that he is good at useless. His hands and feet are thrown out and will be broken or maimed. If there are two sticks, the situation will be much better if it dances like a wind wheel.

It's a long story. In fact, it has been less than half a minute since the three of them turned around and Zhuo Yang took the lead. With one against three, and unable to move out of the way, Zhuoyang quickly fell into a disadvantage, and the sword was closing in on him, surrounded by dangers.

Just thirty seconds passed, and Zhuo Yang had already met Khan. This was the most dangerous life-and-death fight in his life. But he didn't dare to run away and couldn't escape. He didn't dare to hide and couldn't hide. Zhuo Yang can die for Kou Kou, but before dying, he must first kill the three enemies in front of him.

He pulled out the sword from his plaid jacket and stabbed Zhuo Yang in the thigh, but he took a step back and missed. Before he could knock the plaid jacket over to the ground, two daggers appeared in an instant, one on the left and the other on the right. He turned sideways to pass the knife in the yellow suit, and stood up to block the dagger in the black T-shirt.

The swords and sticks struck each other, intertwined with each other, and the black T-shirt took the opportunity to pin Zhuoyang's stick-holding hand with his arm to lock him. The plaid jacket took advantage of the situation and raised the knife from bottom to top, aiming directly at the root of Zhuo Yang's thigh.

In desperation, Zhuo Yang held his black T-shirt between his legs and stood up. The dagger of his plaid jacket narrowly missed his loose travel overalls, and the legs of his pants were immediately untied. In an extremely critical situation, Zhuoyang raised his leg and kicked Zhiyong Lao's black T-shirt in the face, and ran him out.

However, Huang Suit had already jumped up again, and the tip of his knife slashed towards Zhuo Yang's shoulder. Zhuo Yang's moves are also old at this time, and he can't dodge and counterattack. If he doesn't want his arm to be cut off, the only way is to give up his left hand and use it to hold the dagger. Maybe it can delay him for a while, but he can play the piano. His hands are definitely broken.

The road to piano is at stake! Lives are at stake!

Suddenly, a small bowstring sound was heard, and an eagle-feather arrow flew through the air and nailed Huang Suit's knife-holding arm. The huge inertia raised his arm high back, almost lifting Huang Suit's whole body. Fall to the ground.

Fifteen meters behind Zhuoyang, Kou Kou had thrown away her empty sports backpack. She had a quiver slung across her waist, and she was standing sideways with her bow and arrow ready. The saint looked heroic.

Her Royal Highness the Princess's eyes widened angrily, and she shouted softly: "Back off!"

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