"court death!"

Su Zijin pulled out the dagger from the scabbard on his backhand and headed straight for Mu Zhen's neck.

The Fairbane-Sykes dagger itself is not fatal. What really makes it famous is that people who often use this dagger are also proficient in masterful dagger techniques.

As one of the designers of this dagger, Fairban is a master of judo.

He designed a dagger fighting technique that can maximize the sharpness of this dagger's hair.

Mu Zhen had fought with Su Zijin before.

Su Zijin is good at it, but she is not good enough for Mu Zhen, who has received elite training.

When his arm was cut by Su Zijin's sharp dagger, Mu Zhen finally realized that the last time the other party was probably because he did not expect to be attacked in the wild, so he only carried an ordinary Swiss army knife with him.

Obviously, this fs (the abbreviation of Fairbane-Sykes dagger) is what the other party is used to defend himself.

The pick, stab, tick, cut, and the movements are fierce and fierce, and the knife is fatal. Every movement is clean and neat and impeccable. It can be seen that the other party has really experienced orthodox dagger fighting skills, and the person who teaches her must be a fighting master.

FS is also one of Mu Zhen's favorite cold weapons and is one of his must-haves for participating in the outdoor survival exercise. Dongzi and the others once jokingly called FS his little wife.

Now, he had to admit that the feeling of being scratched by his little wife is really not very wonderful.

Yesterday's snake venom and the injuries suffered on his body still affected his body's functions.

The action that should have been successfully avoided was slightly slower than before.

In the struggle between life and death, even a stagnation of 0.o01 per second is likely to cost the price of life.

FS sharp blade cuts through the surface of the skin, and blood beads seep out.

"Hey!

Calm down!

This is just a harmless joke, OK?"

Mu Zhen raised his hands high to emphasize his gentle and harmless attributes.

He hadn't tasted the fragrance of roses carefully, but he didn't want to fold them into her thorns.

"Didn't it mean that being a ghost is romantic even if you die under the peony flowers?

I will fulfill you!"

Su Zijin's eyes were cold, and she held the dagger in her back hand and attacked Mu Zhen's throat.

"Bang!"

A huge explosion sounded from the ears of both of them.

The power of the explosion caused dust to splash around them, and the earth under their feet also shook.

Not far away, a fire swelled up into the sky.

It's the direction of the tent!

The panic screams of people and the crying of children stimulated Su Zijin's eardrums.

Above their heads, the sound of the helicopter flying spiral can be vaguely heard.

According to the International War Law, whether during wartime or local firefighting, it is strictly prohibited to affect schools and hospitals.

In fact, since the establishment of Talta, the rescue station has never been involved in military conflicts between any armed forces.

I don’t know what those government troops are doing!

He actually allowed the damn combat helicopter to fly over their rescue station!

Compared to the flying war, personal grievances seem insignificant at this time.

Without time to argue with Mu Zhen anymore, Su Zijin stopped the offensive.

"Let you go this time!"

He glanced at Mu Zhen coldly.

Su Zijin put his knife back into the sheath, turned around and ran towards the camp.

Su Zijin couldn't run a few steps forward, and a powerful force behind her suddenly pulled her back, and then she fell to the ground.

Before Su Zijin could be angry, a deafening sound rang in his ears.

The soil was mixed with the rain from last night and splashed everywhere.

Su Zijin's cheeks were tightly pressed against the muddy rain, and her body was tight.

She raised her head from Mu Zhen's arms, and through her eyelashes standing with mud, she clearly saw that a large pit was blown out of the open space a few meters ahead of them.

Since becoming a member of an international medical treatment team, this is definitely not the first time Su Zijin has faced a war, but it is the closest to the war!

Su Zijin's body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"good.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid.

My husband is here."

The man's hand patted her back, and the restless hand was about to go down.

Su Zijin's cheeks suddenly turned red.

She was furious and was about to touch her waist with her backhand - she was about to chop off his hands and dig out his eyes!

"hello.

Wife, are you looking for this?"

The sharp FS blade was shaking not far from her eyelashes.

Su Zijin's face changed slightly.

When did he go?

At such a close distance, she didn't even notice anything!

Su Zijin realized that he was likely to have made a fatal mistake.

On the day of Catherine's accident, in the jungle, this man did rush out at a critical moment and became a mobile target for the drug lords in exchange for her man with a glimmer of hope.

But maybe, the other party was just a whim at that time?

After all, she knew nothing about him.

Just by saving yourself, you subconsciously place the other party into the camp of good people!

Perhaps, the other party is simply a big hooligan who is a female gangster!

"I had an old saying in the ancient Eastern country, oh, I remembered it. 'Man is the slaughter, I am the fish.'

Well, my wife, you said you have been thinking about a piece of meat for a long time.

Now, she finally became the fish under your knife.

Did you eat her, or did you eat her?"

The two of them are still superimposing their actions one after another.

While speaking, Mu Zhen deliberately lowered his body.

His lips touched her earlobes as if nothing had happened, and a unique male aura came to his face.

Su Zijin even smelled the faint soap fragrance emitted from his body.

"You dare!"

Su Zijin's eyes were breathing fire, and she suddenly turned her face.

The soft lips brushed over Mu Zhen's face.

Both of them were stunned.

The next second, Mu Zhen's shimmering peach blossom eyes were stained with a swaying smile like the spring breeze. His slender fingers touched the skin that had been kissed inadvertently. The corners of his lips curled up evilly and he said in a tone of unsatisfactory, "Well, my wife's lips are so soft."

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So, wuli Qingqing is not a soft persimmon either.

Mu Si wanted to pick this thorny rose, but he had to pay a price.

ps: Su Zijin, nickname, Qingqing. Retrieved from "Qingqingzijin, my heart is endless."

Recently, friends have been bubbling one after another, and it is finally not the stand-alone version.

There is a kind of excitement similar to getting out of singleness! Haha!

Spin and jump~ Close your eyes and kiss you!

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Chapter completed!