Because Diallo had his back to Shimontov and had no defense at all, Shimontov stabbed him firmly with the knife, and with a "pop" sound, the entire dagger blade penetrated Diallo's side.
A smug smile appeared at the corner of Shimontov's lips, convinced that even if his knife did not kill Diallo, it would still make Diallo lose his fighting ability in an instant.
But what he never expected was that Diallo in front of him suddenly roared, then turned around suddenly and slammed his elbow into his chest.
"Well……"
Shimontov groaned, as if his chest had been hit by a speeding car, he flew backwards instantly and fell heavily into the grass.
"puff!"
Before Shimontov could stand up, he felt a tightness in his chest, and a large mouthful of blood spurted onto the ground.
How can it be?!
Shimontov's heart suddenly trembled, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. He looked up at Diallo with a surprised face. He didn't understand how Diallo, who had been stabbed by him, could still have such a powerful attack power?
!
Could it be that his stabbing missed the target? It didn’t hurt Diallo at all?!
"ah!"
At this time, Diallo roared angrily and turned to look at Shimontov behind him with a ferocious face.
Seeing Diallo's hideous expression, his ferocious eyes like a beast, and the blade stuck in his waist that was oozing with thick blood, Shimontov was horrified for a moment, and his body could not suppress the trembling.
There was nothing wrong with the stab he just made!
There is nothing wrong with his judgment!
If it were an ordinary person and was hit by this knife, even if he didn't die on the spot, he would lose at least half of his life and lose his combat effectiveness instantly!
But Diallo in front of him was not affected by the knife at all. He roared at Shimontov, then kicked his foot and rushed towards Shimontov like a crazy lion.
Shimontov shuddered violently, ignoring the pain in his chest, immediately turned around, climbed up on his hands and feet, rolled forward, staggered and rolled out.
At this time, Diallo had already rushed to the position where he was just now. His heavy body hit the ground with a muffled sound, and the huge force directly created a depression more than ten centimeters deep in the ground.
"Damn it, is this still a human being?!"
Shimontov's face turned green with fright.
What he saw in front of him completely surpassed his understanding of the world. He was as horrified as when he saw Lin Yu smashing the cement and stone pillars into pieces with a palm in the air!
"Ugh!"
Seeing that the pounce missed, Diallo became even more frantic, roared angrily, and charged towards Shimontov again.
Shimontov quickly rolled on the ground again, picked up a dead branch covered with moss, and jumped up from the ground. The moment Diallo rushed in front of him, he suddenly turned around and jumped directly into the ground.
"Returning the gun", he slammed the dead branch in his hand towards Diallo's neck, hitting Diallo's throat.
Unfortunately, this dead branch was not sharp enough, so even if it hit Diallo's throat, it only broke a little flesh and did not pierce Diallo's throat.
But if an ordinary person is stabbed with such a huge force, even if the throat is not penetrated, it will be directly crushed.
However, as if nothing happened, Diallo roared angrily, raised his right arm and slammed it down, directly smashing the dead branch in his throat. At the same time, he kicked Shimontov hard in the lower abdomen.
.
"Well……"
Shimontov groaned again, and flew backwards again. He fell heavily into the haystack and rolled three or four times before stopping. His whole body instantly curled up into a ball, feeling only his internal organs.
They all shrank together and the pain was unbearable.
"Dry!"
Shimontov cursed angrily, feeling frightened and frightened in his heart.
At this time, Diallo had already twisted his neck and strode towards him with fierce eyes.
Shimontov turned back and glanced at Diallo, who was getting closer. A layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body again. He gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but the severe pain in his abdomen prevented him from getting up. He could only watch Diallo.
Step by step towards him.
In the blink of an eye, Diallo came to Shimontov, grabbed Shimontov's hair with his left hand, half-lifted Shimontov, exposing Shimontov's throat, and at the same time shook his right hand, revealing