There is a Chinese saying that rabbits can bite people when they are anxious! Although I am not a rabbit, I was forced into a desperate situation by Gates, like a weak rabbit fighting back.

This traditional martial art has been refined and transformed and used properly by me.

Gates suffered a minor injury to his eyes and ears, and the pain was unbearable. He was not wary of this unpopular move. I suddenly slammed over my head and fell a few meters away.

When he got up again, he had a sharp dagger on his hand.

It seems that he has lost the patience to tease me and wants to kill me.

I was still at a disadvantage in the fight with bare hands and fists. Now Gates has another dagger in his hand, and it seems that I can't hold on for long.

Just as I was about to fight to the death, I heard a bang on the plane parked in front of the terminal.

The plane was smashed and the wings were shaken left and right.

The sudden change made Gates stunned.

I didn't look back, but I was guessing it in my heart.

It must have been Zhang Guangyi who dealt with the mercenary upstairs and jumped from the top of the third floor to the plane.

The mercenaries who were standing in front of the terminal watched the battle all raised their guns and looked up at the plane.

But I dare not distract myself.

Because Gates held the dagger forward and back, hid an arm behind him, lowered his posture and approached me.

I know that my opponent is a guy who is good at close combat.

I glanced around quickly. There was no sand on the airport runway except for some dry branches blowing by the wind.

This also means I have nothing to use at all.

"Ah--" At this time, Gates roared, jumped up suddenly, raised his dagger and stabbed at me from a high point.

I can't avoid it because he will launch various attacks in an instant through the rush, which makes me unable to avoid it or prevent it.

"Ah--" At this time, I also sacrificed my life.

He raised his arms to block his wrist, and at the same time he turned his hands to grab his wrist.

Want to control his hand holding the dagger.

Although Gates is only about 1.7 meters tall, he is shorter than me, and he is considered a slut among white people.

But his body is very strong and burly.

With the powerful blow, I felt like I was hit by a sledgehammer, and my legs trembled and I was almost knocked down by him.

Seeing that I blocked his attack, Gates flipped his wrist and the dagger slashed at my arm.

I felt a chill of my forearm. When I couldn't hide, I was cut by a sharp dagger.

Gates did not stop. After pulling his arm back, he turned his hand and stroked towards my neck again.

In the midst of lightning, I blocked his elbow with my hands, pushed hard, and used this force to jump backwards.

I pushed Gates away for two meters. Seeing that he didn't take a big advantage, he put his arm behind him and looked down at me.

I also clenched my fists tightly, blocking my chest, and be careful.

In front of me, the muscles on the cut in the forearm turned outward, and blood was gushing out, dripping down the elbow, dripping on the hot cement track, and instantly evaporated.

At this time, the mercenary behind me had already seen the figure on the plane and shot him with a bang.

"No, no, you will break the plane!"

At this time, the pilot rushed out of the terminal and shouted loudly.

That plane was the only tool for mercenaries to leave the island.

If they are broken by gunfire, they will fall here and be caught and killed.

The mercenaries also knew the serious consequences.

They cursed and began to climb up the plane, trying to catch the person on the plane.

Then I heard a scream.

It seemed that a mercenary was caught and injured by the person on the plane, and then left the plane to go.

Although I dare not distract myself from watching the situation on the plane.

But seeing Gates' face turned pale, he knew that the situation was not good for them.

He began to get anxious and wanted to get me off quickly.

Then deal with the attackers on the plane.

This is an opportunity for me.

If Gates makes every effort to deal with me, I have no chance of winning.

At this time, I took a breath, pretending to be attracted by the fight on the plane, and turned my head and aimed towards the terminal.

In fact, he has never left Gates from the corner of his eyes.

When Gates saw that I was distracted, how could he give up this gap?

Just as he rushed up, my body suddenly lowered, as if I was scared by him and fell down.

Gates suddenly lost the target of attack. In a daze, I raised my legs and fell backwards.

The dagger in his hand was also thrown out.

My kick exerted all my strength.

Because I know that if I miss the kick, I will fall into an extremely passive situation.

This is also a bet on life.

Gates had never seen such a style of playing, and his face turned red and changed color.

"Ah--" He screamed strangely, rose from the ground and rushed towards me.

I didn't have time to get up, so I had to go with the flow, avoid his attack, and at the same time I smashed my elbow at him.

There is a saying in boxing that you would rather eat ten punches than one elbow.

The reason why Muay Thai is called a cruel skill is that most of the attack methods are knees and elbows.

My elbow hit Gates' face.

Seeing his nose deformed suddenly, a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth and nose.

Gates is very resistant to hits, and I am afraid he will do the opposite.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that he was dizzy by me, I turned over and rode on his back, and a cross firm held his arms and neck, and raised his body hard and pulled it backwards.

Gates's body twisted violently as if he was electrocuted, his legs kicked rapidly, and his hands tried their best to move my forearm that strangled his neck away.

I was like riding on a furious crocodile. If I relaxed, I would be pushed under him.

When his fingers were inserted into my cut wound and thrust into it violently, I almost fainted from pain.

The remaining consciousness told me that if I let go at this time, I would probably not have the chance to catch him again and I would be killed by him.

"Ah--" I raised my neck and let out a howl, and there was only a muffled sound.

I broke Gates' cervical spine and his head tilted awkwardly.

My strong legs suddenly relaxed, and then a bad smell rushed into my nostrils.

The dying Gates was in the air with shit and urine, and he could no longer jump around.

I dare not let go of him.

Because the reason why those mercenaries did not shoot me was entirely because they were afraid of Gates.

If they find Gates killed by me, they will shoot me to death without hesitation.

So I twisted Gates' arm, put it on my body, and pretended that he would resist me.

At the same time, he raised his eyes and looked at the plane.

Sure enough, it was Zhang Cunyi on the plane.

This propeller plane is a biplane.

The upper and lower wings are connected by brackets.

At this time, he was jumping and jumping between the two large wings of the plane.

Three or four mercenaries had climbed up on the plane.

They shouted in anger, threatening and attacking Zhang Cunyi with daggers and guns.

But Zhang Cunyi used the brackets as branches to move his body.

Shouting, the mercenaries couldn't catch him at all.

The hostages on the top of the terminal building were all broken away because the guards were dealt with by Zhang Cunyi.

I turned my eyes to the command tower again, and saw that Liu Yang took advantage of the opportunity of my fight with Gates and had quietly circled around the tower, trying his best to release Alice, who was hanging on the tower!
Chapter completed!