Contempt can often plant the root of disaster.

Listening to the ears is false, and seeing to the eyes is true.

Because of watching and contacting, Cook thought Rod was not afraid.

The bulky and flawed straight fist, the inexperienced and unstable entanglement, the unnecessary movements that were unconsciously revealed when moving.

Every picture reminds Cook of a fact that this is purely a little guy who has just been exposed to the anger.

"Kill you!"

Cook kicked under his feet, and his body turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Luo, raising a smoke dragon on the ground.

"You can't fight in close combat. First, observe whether his attack is paranoid!"

In the face of things that humans cannot resist, the defense formed by Luo Yiqi will become like a decoration, and the combat experience is basically zero. As long as Cook approaches, the worst result will be the end of three swords.

He stared at Cook rushing towards him and faced the figure full of murderous intent. He didn't feel afraid or nervous, but could think about the problem very calmly.

"Swish!"

The short blade stabbed the carotid artery again.

A trace of understanding flashed deep in Luo's eyes. He turned sideways again, but failed to completely avoid the scalpel. A shallow wound was directly scratched on the left side of his neck.

Then, Luo jumped backward while turning sideways. During this process, his eyes turned several times and took a quick look around.

After finding what he wanted, he gathered his energy on the soles of his feet and erupted it slightly, jumping around like a rabbit, jumping around and moving his position.

The experience of melee combat is too shallow. Once Cook is entangled in close proximity, the scalpel that keeps stabbing will definitely overwhelm him. In the end, he will definitely be confused and then cut the carotid artery by Cook.

The winner must be decided within five rounds, and the longer you delay, the more you will be more unfavorable to you.

Luo knew this very well, so while dodging the attack, he would immediately distance himself and create opportunities for the next close contact.

However, Cook no longer intended to be happy. After stabbing the air again, his ankle turned to the ground!

boom!

He rushed towards Luo Feifei, who was retreating, without leaving any residual momentum. The position pointed by the scalpel with cold light was still the strong artery at the neck.

Luo's eyes shrank slightly, he barely reacted, and made a move to avoid it.

laugh!

A slight blood arrow spurted into the air.

Cook's knife left another wound on Luo's neck, and did not give Luo a chance to get a distance, and directly approached Luo's distance within his body.

"It's here!"

Luo's expression showed no signs, and he quickly retreated several steps back, looking like he was forced to retreat.

Cook took several steps forward at the same time, and the scalpel in his hand slashed across Luo's neck, marking a half-moon-shaped light in the air.

At this time, I should be afraid.

So Luo's expression became terrified.

In order to avoid this knife, he took another step back, as if unconsciously. His heel touched a not-so-large stone, which was enough to make him slightly lose balance.

His upper body leaned back slightly, and when he touched Shi Tou's right foot stomped on the ground in a hurry, causing his body to tilt halfway.

"Bingo!"

After seeing Luo make an extremely stupid mistake, Cook's face suddenly showed a creepy smile, and he did not intend to miss this opportunity.

The target was still Luo's carotid artery. The scalpel stabbed like electricity, which was an accurate short-distance sprint!

Cook is very strong, and for Luo, he is irrefutable.

The paranoid scalpel that always focuses on the carotid artery is fierce and accurate. It is precisely because it is too accurate that it is easier to take measures against this point.

The cold light came, but Luo was prepared and leaned back without hesitation, causing his upper body to fall completely towards the ground.

After seeing Luo's movements, Cook was suddenly shocked. At the moment when the movements could not be retracted, a ray of chill flashed over his skin like lightning, causing goosebumps.

Because Luo leaned back, the scalpel would fall into nothing again, but it did not. A palm that condensed into a transparent sphere was horizontally placed on the way the scalpel stabbed it.

That is Luo's left hand, and the white transparent sphere is Luo's ability to recite.

This is a gambling that calculates and then gambles on life. Although the body loses its balance, Luo still completes the last step in the end!

The left hand that controlled the transparent sphere held Cook's right hand, while the sharp blade of the scalpel was lucky enough to pass through the middle of the open index finger and heavy finger.

At the same time, Luo's other right hand also condensed a transparent sphere and slapped Cook's heart.

After doing these movements, Luo fell straight to the ground like a stick, and Cook's feet were tripped by Luo, and he flew over the air, flew less than one meter away, forcibly adjusting his body and barely landing on the ground.

This phenomenon is very strange. Luo's left hand clearly held Cook's hand holding the knife, but Cook crossed over Luo without any obstacles, and then landed and slid for a short distance, without any signs of pulling.

The reason for this phenomenon is that Cook's entire right palm holding the knife is in Luo's hand, and of course, there is another more important organ.

Luo, who was lying on the ground, reached his hands in front of him, but saw a beating bright red heart on his right hand, and a broken palm holding a silver scalpel on his left hand.

"This is my ability to recite..."

Luo straightened his upper body and then slowly stood up.

He held Cook's right hand with his left hand, so Cook's entire right palm was separated.

He patted Cook's heart on his chest with his right hand, and a vibrant bright red heart was separated.

This scene did not surprise Luo, because it was exactly the scene he imagined.

In terms of will alone, Luo's initial thought was to "strike" Cook's right palm and heart, just like he "strike" Maggie's clothes that night.

However, based on the current situation, the transparent sphere formed by the ability of thought does do this, but it is different in essence.

First, the heart from Cook left his body, but it was still beating and no blood was leaking out. The section of the wrist with the broken palm was terrifyingly smooth, but no blood was leaking out.

This is the essential difference and the weirdness.

The heart should not be beat so strongly, nor should it be bloodless at all.

Luo was a little confused, but he didn't have to think too much at this time. He just held Cook's right palm and heart, staring at Cook with his back to him coldly, waiting for the result.

Cook stood quietly like that, without moving.

The incredible scene in front of him almost paused his thoughts, and he even forgot to turn around and continue attacking Luo.

"My right hand, my heart, is gone?"

Cook muttered to himself as if he was an overheated computer host: "Then I should be dead, right? And... it doesn't hurt at all."

Before he finished speaking, he slowly turned around, and then saw the beating heart on Luo's right hand, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

"What did you...do?"

Luo's left and right hands were like Libras, holding them beside him. He looked at Cook's expression and said, "You will be afraid too?"

...........

PS.

Luo's ability: I won't tell you.
Chapter completed!