Chapter Eighty-Three: Throwing Knives

Time passed little by little, and before I knew it, Ram and Nighthawk had been chatting for half an hour! A rare appreciation appears in the hearts of two people at the same time, which is a kind of admiration for each other!

The coffee in the cup had already been drunk, and Ram expertly reached out his hand, even though he hadn't done it in five years as a man in the wild! But at this time, it's still so refreshing!

"Please refill two more cups of coffee for us, and help my friend get another lemonade!" Ram smiled and pointed at Kiral, who was sitting on the side without smiling, he had a natural affection for Kiral, which came from years of friendship! Because Chillal never let him down!

A man wearing a soft-soled black shoe and a black pants and white shirt walked over, and Ram was still smiling and talking to Nighthawk, waiting for a long time without anyone moving!

Ram raised his head and looked at the waiter with a tired smile on his face and a soft hat on his head, "Didn't you hear my words clearly?" Please refill our coffee and my friend wants a glass of lemonade! ”

The man in the hat had his hands empty and nodded respectfully at Ram. But there was no intention of moving under his feet: "Dear Mr. Ram, I'm very sorry, our coffee is no longer available for the two of you!" If you want to serve, this is the only one! ”

When Ram opened his mouth wide and was shocked why this person knew his name, the smiling face of the man wearing the hat suddenly grew sharply in front of him, and the speed was terrifying! Like a ghost, you can change locations in an instant!

"Be careful!" Nighthawk screamed in terror as she swooped down! Under the threat of this sudden killer, he didn't even have time to take out the weapon from his body, so he had to temporarily use a coffee cup to make a weapon!

Suddenly, Nighthawk, who had already raised half of his body, suddenly saw the killer's hideous smiling face! He was about to stab Ram through the throat with a single blow, and the dagger flew out of his hand, stabbing Nighthawk in the throat with a whistle that broke through the air!

"Holy, throwing knives?" Nighthawk was stunned, he hadn't seen anyone with a throwing knife yet! At first glance, I saw a white man with a hat come out, and it was still sent out when he hit the flying knife with all his strength, and this mind was too weird!

With a bang, Nighthawk threw out the coffee cup in his hand at the critical moment. At the same time, the whole body moved upwards by inertia, because when he heard the whistling sound of the flying knife in the air, he knew how domineering this killer's flying knife was!

Sure enough, the flying knife smashed the coffee cup that Nighthawk had poured into it with all its strength, and flew towards Nighthawk quickly with undiminished force, only changing its direction slightly!

With a bang, the knife shot directly through the back of the sofa seat where Nighthawk had just been sitting, and it didn't stop until it was on the back of the second sofa behind him! The handle of the throwing knife kept shaking outside, and it was obviously extremely powerful!

Nighthawk felt a chill in his crotch, and the rapidly shooting knife cut a big hole in his crotch! Nighthawk was covered in cold sweat and at the same time very happy, if he hadn't thrown out his coffee cup just now, he would have to pinch the throat of the male duck and become a eunuch now!

But he didn't have time to rejoice, because the killer with the throwing knife fired his hands together when he jumped into the air. Two daggers that shimmered with cold light shot at him at a rapid speed again!

"Damn, come back! Is this a way to cut off children and grandchildren? Nighthawk shouted angrily in the air, for he could see where the two knives were coming from, and they were all flying under his crotch!

But he was already in the air at this time, and he couldn't change his position even if he wanted to! Nighthawk had to look desperately at his younger brother who had been with him for more than 30 years, although he couldn't see his true face through his pants, but he could still say a sad goodbye!

There were two clanging sounds, and two throwing knives were knocked to the ground at the same time! Kiral's whip was struck in time when the knife was less than two centimeters away from Nighthawk's younger brother, saving Nighthawk's tragic fate of not being a man or a woman in the next life!

At the same time, Chillal's feet did not stop, and he had no way to change his moves in a short period of time, because his entire whip was still in the crotch of Nighthawk's pants! And the killer has already freed up another knife in his empty hand, and it is stabbing Ram in the chest!

Like a beast left behind in the desolate world, Kiral burst out with a roar from the deepest part of his body! Even the nighthawk, who had already begun to fall in the air, tried to cover his ears regardless of it, and the sound that made the blood boil all over his body seemed to be holding the beating heart and quickly leaving the body!

Killal's entire body crashed into the killer with the knife at high speed like a grenade! It's so close that you don't even need to blink an eye to hit the killer!

The killer didn't dodge or dodge, he didn't even look back, the throwing knives in both hands were thrown behind him, and with his unforged strength, he shot fiercely towards Kiral, who was speeding into him!

There was a loud bang, as if two cars had suddenly collided in one place at high speed! The killer was knocked out by Kiral! Kiral's strength was so great that the killer was knocked over the heads of all the guests by more than three meters from his standing position, and then fell into the bar with a bang!

With a loud bang, the killer directly knocked over the wine cabinet in the bar! Alcohol and glass shards spilled into the small space behind the bar, and the waiters screamed and ran out of the bar, all of them frightened by the sudden scene!

Although Nighthawk and Ram have both experienced two unforgettable life-and-death battles, when this qiē is over, it is only a matter of seconds!

The bar was immediately in a state of screaming and panic, and the people who knew that something was wrong did not care about the decency they had tried to create, and staggered out of the café, and a large crowd began to gather in the lively streets! They all want to see what is going on in the coffee house, which has always been a representative of petty bourgeois life!

Nighthawk fell on the sofa all of a sudden, his head was covered in cold sweat, and the thrill of almost breaking his roots was the biggest crisis he had ever encountered in his life! It's not good to explain to yourself, even if you don't explain it to Zhou Zhou in the future!

wiped a cold sweat and looked at Ram at a glance! Ram was stunned, still looking at the sky with his mouth wide open! Nighthawk struck Ram on the shoulder, startling Ram!

Ram wiped the cold sweat on his head, trembled his lips and said, "Do you have to pay the bill before you can drink coffee?" The café is too strong now! ”

Nighthawk was a little funny, I don't know if I should say that Ram is too calm or if his mentality is too good! I almost cut my throat just now, and I still have the heart to joke! Nighthawk shook his head and smiled: "Then make amends to someone, that person seems to have been taught a lot by your friend!" ”

Ram turned his head, and Kiral was standing beside him, his face still unsmiling! He saved Nighthawk and Ram from the fight just now, but it seemed like a trivial matter to him! So small that he didn't even mean to look back at the discussion between the two, he just stared at the bar where the killer fell!

Nighthawk jumped off the couch and stood beside Kiral. Suddenly, he saw two daggers stuck in Kiral's right arm, and only the tips of the daggers had pierced into his flesh, but no blood came out!

"Damn, you can't be hard qigong, right? Such a cow! Nighthawk said in surprise!

Kiral still didn't look back, he just dusted off the two daggers with his other hand in a very dashing manner! Nighthawk's eyes widened, and the two sharp daggers that could kill several people at any time were like dust when they were stuck in Killal's body, and they were gone with a light dust!

As if to answer Nighthawk's doubts, Chillar said lightly: "I don't understand hard qigong, mine is to practice the same ability as body and steel, so I'm not afraid of ordinary knives!" ”

Nighthawk swallowed and looked in awe at Kiral, who threw him in the face! No wonder he was so violent, and he restrained himself with just one hand! It turns out that there will be iron cloth shirts, is this too exaggerated, does Shaolin Temple also have rudders in Africa?

There was a sound of glass shards falling, and the whole coffee house was silent! It seemed like two worlds from the noisy streets outside, and Nighthawk could clearly hear the sound of the fallen killer behind the bar slowly rising from the debris!

After a few seconds, there are blood scratches all over his face, and the killer with the hat off his head slowly stands up! His baldness was particularly noticeable, and the few strands of thin yellow hair were like straws that did not have any power to cover his bald head!

The killer looked at Kiral, who was staring at him without any expression, and smiled, "You're the master who defeated Sharicha, right?" Sure enough, you're a master, no wonder the three of them blow you so badly! ”

"But!" The killer's face suddenly tightened: "The powerful people in this world are probably not what you imagined!" I'm one of those people who hides in the shadows and makes you feel terrible for the rest of your life! ”

The killer's two hands seemed to be suddenly dominated by a high-speed engine, and he took out a dozen daggers from his body with incredible speed! Nighthawk really couldn't figure it out, how could he hold so many daggers in his hands at the same time, wouldn't he have cramps?

But the killer did it, and he shot the dagger in his hand at the same time!

The throwing knives were shot out in two straight lines by the killer, and there were six or seven throwing knives in each of the two straight lines that were connected together! This kind of play makes people unable to guard against it at all, even if the ability to block the first few knives, but almost chasing the flying knives that come up after the previous butt will still kill people!

"You all die!" As if stimulated by drugs, blood flowed violently from the killer's nostrils! His face was hideous, and he suddenly pulled open his white shirt, and dozens of daggers hung on his close-fitting belt!

The killer is like a hardest working magician, and before the last performance is over, he uses the next performance to catch the audience's attention! It's just that all his attraction is death, and it's a flying knife that flies out one after another!

In Nighthawk's eyes, there are only flying knives in the sky, and the arrogant smile of the killer!