Luke wasn't in a hurry.

If Rebek can't stand it, he'll shoot him.

He's familiar with it.

At this moment, the saber in William's hand flew over, blocking Rebek's kitchen knife with one sword, and erased it with the trend.

Rebeck took a small half step back, flipped his wrist, and the kitchen knife unloaded the saber, and pulled it over with a backhand.

William took a half-step back and raised his left hand, covering the line from his chest to his neck.

Whew!

The cuffs of his studded leather jacket had been sliced open with a kitchen knife.

William took two more steps back, stabilized his position, and re-protected the saber in his right hand: "Rebek, I haven't seen you for so long, your technique has regressed......"

Rebek didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth were slightly downturned, full of mockery.

He slowly took a half-step forward under his feet, and the kitchen knife pulled out a knife flower, confusing William's vision.

The next moment, his feet accelerated, and he took another half step forward, and the kitchen knife continued to scrape with William's saber.

The forearms of the two men swung in circles as if they were playing hide and seek.

The blades of the two sides were like the teeth of poisonous snakes, quickly touching and retracting, and then colliding again.

Luke watched with relish from the sidelines.

That's the smell! It turns out that kitchen knives can also play with flowers!

He decided that when he returned this time, he would replace the kitchen knife at home with the model used by Rebek.

The two in the fierce battle were completely oblivious to the onlookers on the side.

Dagger battle is one of the most dangerous cold weapon battles.

In the battle of professionals, it is almost a slight mistake, and it is the end of losing your life.

When the blades in the two hands collided, the other hand was still moving in small increments.

This is both confusing the other party and looking for opportunities.

Once the free left hand grabs the gap and pinchs the wrist, the initiative will fall to one's side.

William was clearly jealous of this.

He is only about 1.85 meters tall, and his body size is not as strong as Rebek, once he is controlled by his wrist and enters the strength competition, he is very likely to lose.

The two are old acquaintances, and they have a good idea of how many catties they have for each other.

William knows that Rebek not only has a superb level of dagger fighting, but also has extremely strong hand-to-hand joint skills.

As long as Rebek's wrist is pinched, that hand is probably not saved.

Both of them move very quickly and quickly, but the soles of their feet are basically not off the ground, and their stride length is quite small.

On the contrary, the upper bodies and arms of the two are changing direction frantically, and the collision is non-stop.

Rebek's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

The next moment, he suddenly closed the distance between the two, putting both of them in an extremely dangerous position.

At this moment, neither of them needed to fully straighten their arms to plunge the dagger into each other's bodies.

William didn't hesitate to cut it cross.

Rebek's body retreated sharply again, and a long cut was instantly pulled out of his chest.

This is not the kind of special effect in the movie that just cuts through his clothes, and his chest instantly turns red.

Luke frowned: Impossible!

Rebek's skills are obviously slightly superior, plus his arms are longer and his movements are more dexterous, will he lose?

The muzzle of the gun in his hand was already raised.

William stabbed him and followed almost reflexively, stabbing him with a backhand.

Rebek, however, seemed to have anticipated the way he attacked this time, and after avoiding most of the damage from William's first stab, his body moved sideways in sync with William's stabbing movements.

The slender left hand stretched out, attached to William's right wrist, and jerked outward, and the kitchen knife in his right hand slashed at William's neck.

William was shocked, his left hand subconsciously raised to block, and with a scream, a small wound was pulled out of his left hand.

He didn't mean to be happy, his eyes widened in horror.

William knew in an instant that he was out of position!

In any martial arts, losing position is extremely dangerous.

At the cost of being wounded, he was lured into a heavy pursuit, allowing him to step into Rebec's dispositional trap.

At this moment, William's right hand was blocked by Rebeke's left hand and could not retract his defense, but his left hand was injured and subconsciously retracted backwards.

He lost his defensive position with both hands and was unable to pull back to distance the two sides and adjust his defensive stance.

And Rebek's knife seems to be fierce, but in fact it is not very powerful.

After the blade of the kitchen knife grazed William's wrist, he did not stop for the slightest, and deftly turned his wrist with his backhand, and the sharp blade popped out of the attached arm like fangs.

The blade and arm formed a right angle, and it slammed down ferociously, piercing straight in.

Burst!

With a muffled sound, William's celestial spirit closed, leaving only a knife handle on it.

William's eyes widened, his eyes rolled white, and he fell to his knees, and threw himself straight down.

Rebeck straightened the blood-red clothes on his chest and muttered, "Look, I'm not here now." ”

In less than two seconds, William went from having a slight upper hand to becoming a Teletubbies.

This dagger fight is really too dangerous! Luke opened his mouth speechlessly, lowered the muzzle of the gun, and walked away in a boring manner.

He still muttered, "Hmph! Pretend to be a prisoner! If you don't have to say anything, just plug him to death. ”

Having said that, Luke couldn't help but touch his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and he always felt that it was cool there.

Soon, he returned to the supply warehouse.

He pinched Private Nash's newly raised hand so that he couldn't pull the trigger before he whispered, "It's me." ”

Private Nash, who was extremely nervous, relaxed: "How is the situation above?" ”

Luke adjusted his mood and said with a little surprise, "I was on deck just now, and the bandits seemed to be running away, and I heard someone say that the Navy SEALs are coming. ”

Nash breathed a sigh of relief: "Really? Then we are saved. ”

Luke: "yes, yes, the Navy SEALs, they're the best people in America!" ”

Nash nodded repeatedly: "Yes, they are very powerful. ”

Luke: "Then I'll go tell them the good news, and you keep on guard." By the way, don't shoot at random, in case it's the SEALs. ”

Nash nodded awkwardly.

If it wasn't for Luke's quick hands, he almost shot Luke with one shot.

Young Private Nash watched the hatch with excitement and anticipation.

Luke smiled and returned to the corner where the three women were staying.

Seeing him come back, the three goddesses were pleasantly surprised.

He laughed and whispered the lines he had said to Nash, and the three women were happy.

The name of the Navy SEALs is something that few Americans don't know.

Suddenly there was a loud bang, and Luke was stunned: What is the situation?

How is it like...... Cannon fired?

But what is this battleship firing for?

Luke walked over and asked Private Nash a few words to make sure he was right.

The sound just now was indeed the battleship firing.

But Nash said that it seemed to be a secondary gun just now, and on the Montana, which was about to be decommissioned, the ammunition for the secondary gun had long been unloaded, and there were only flares.