As the two of them got closer, the atmosphere between the two of them became more and more solemn. It was so oppressive that it was like a rainstorm in summer, making it difficult for everyone present to breathe.
With a swoosh, Jiang Han threw the saber in his hand into the air. When the saber fell, it was held in his hand. However, his entire body had already flown toward Zhu Rihong.
Zhu Rihong also loosened the bag in his hand and tightened his grip on the baton in his hand. He also rushed towards Jiang Han.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
In a short moment, the short knives and the swinging sticks in their hands collided. The sparks produced by the friction made everyone swallow their saliva.
They could tell that the two of them were really fighting.
If they weren't holding props in their hands, they would have stopped the two of them.
The cold weapon that Jiang Han was best at was not a short knife, but a dagger. However, he had a lot of experience with short knives.
As for Zhu Rihong, he was also very experienced in using the staff. He swung the staff with one hand and made it look like a tiger.
In just a few seconds, the weapons in their hands had collided more than ten times.
Ye Tianwen stared at the camera. If he didn't slow down, he really couldn't see their movements clearly.
From the beginning, the two of them fought fiercely. Strangely, neither of them had been hit.
This state continued until Jiang Han held the knife in his hand and cut Zhu Rihong's ribs under his armpit.
" Slash!" Zhu Rihong subconsciously retreated, but even so, the knife still cut a bloody line on his body.
Jiang Han didn't pursue after his attack succeeded. Instead, he chose to retreat and continue the stalemate with Zhen Zidan.
This was not only to catch his breath, but also to suppress the killing intent that kept rising in his mind.
Just a moment ago, Jiang Han felt as if he had returned to the battlefield full of murderous intent. Every time he swung his blade, Jiang Han would instinctively slash at Zhu Rihong's fatal spots-his throat, heart, brain, or arms and legs that could make Zhu Rihong lose his ability to fight.
Perhaps it was because of the Spirit Calming Pill that he had taken last time, but Jiang Han still had a trace of rationality this time. He firmly suppressed those murderous intentions and instincts in his heart.
Because he had to suppress himself, Jiang Han's movements were slower than usual.
It was precisely because of this that Jiang Han's hand movements were unconsciously a little more than usual.
The stalemate between the two did not last long. Immediately after, an even more intense life-and-death battle continued to play out in this alley.
Jiang Han leaned forward and became fiercer as he fought. But this time, Jiang Han intentionally or unintentionally revealed his weakness.
Seeing that Jiang Han had an opening, Zhu Rihong, who had been suffocated by Jiang Han's storm-like attacks, suddenly lit up his eyes and swung his staff at Jiang Han's hand.
However, just as his hand reached out, the knife in Jiang Han's hand made another cut on Zhu Rihong's hand.
This slash was fast, accurate, and ruthless. It did not give Zhu Rihong any chance to react.
The smile on Jiang Han's face became more and more obvious, but his eyes were flashing with a wolf-like light. He was very satisfied with this opponent.
As the two separated, the situation became deadlocked again.
However, in this stalemate, Jiang Han's consciousness was already a little blurry.
Jiang Han's emotions had reached a very dangerous critical point after several days of nonstop acting as an assassin.
Even in front of his eyes, blurry illusions began to appear.
These illusions were none other than the enemies he had faced on the battlefield. However, these enemies all had Zhu Rihong's cheeks.
He bit his tongue. The slight pain stimulated Jiang Han's nerves and made him more focused.
Next was his last fight scene.
"Hold on! It'll be fine after this segment!" Jiang Han shouted in his heart.
Zhu Rihong was also somewhat unexpected.
He was mentally prepared for Jiang Han's skills. However, he did not expect Jiang Han to be so skilled.
"Let's go all out!" Zhu Rihong gritted his teeth. At this moment, he really put himself into the role he was playing and prepared to fight with his life.
Now, he was Ah Jun, a new police officer. A few of his colleagues had been brutally killed by the killer in front of him in just one night.
His superior was also in danger because of this killer.
And now, he was facing this cruel killer. Either he dies or I die!
Looking at Zhu Rihong, who was beginning to show signs of risking his life, Jiang Han felt his vision blur. In the next second, the person standing in front of him was no longer Zhu Rihong, but a foreign assassin he had killed before. They were all here for the head on his neck. This head was worth 50 million US dollars.
Jiang Han tightened his grip on the knife in his hand and told himself that he was acting. He pounced on Zhu Rihong again.
But soon, Zhu Rihong also realized his advantage in the fight---the swing in his hand was a little better than the knife in Jiang Han's hand.
The so-called " an inch longer is an inch stronger, an inch shorter is an inch more dangerous ", these few sentences revealed the truth of the world.
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