Chapter 172 Second Kill!

"Brave and resourceful."

Zhao Shidao, sitting next to the young man surnamed Ye, whispered and gave a pertinent evaluation. In the prince's party, there will never be more than three people who can deserve the evaluation of Zhao Shidao.

"Oh, isn't it?" The young man surnamed Ye smiled, picked up the teacup and put it on his mouth and blew it. The slow movement made Zhao Shidao next to him very patiently wait for his follow-up.

"If you can make the prince say this, he must make you attach great importance to it. The appearance of this person was first attracted by your Zhao family. Now I'm lucky to meet him. If you don't plan to buy him, you might as well let me have a fight with him."

After taking a sip of tea, the young man surnamed Ye said loudly that the battle in the center of the ring had begun. He was full of confidence in Qin Li, who he sent. He dared to say that among all the special forces present, no one was Qin Li's opponent. Of course, Qin Li, who was used to holding a paper fan at any time, was not a special forces soldier, but a reputation. A prominent martial arts family.

Hearing the words of the young man surnamed Ye, Zhao Shidao smiled and said nothing. The young man surnamed Ye is only his open friend. In the final analysis, there is not much friendship. This kind of friendship is often unreliable. Only enough interests can make the friendship stronger. Zhao Shidao could not tell the other party that he had experienced the strong strength of Ye Hetu in the Thirteen Emperors' Mausoleum, and that practice would never appear on him. Because he is the prince, the unique prince of the capital.

"If you don't answer, you will be the default."

The young man surnamed Ye smiled cunningly. After laughing, a sharp light flashed in his eyes. Zhao Shidao could not notice anything and watched the change. Sometimes, the facts were often more convincing than anything else. The drama is that the protagonists of this special forces competition are not those special forces who climb up their heads for the sake of ranking, but Ye Hetu, who is standing on the ring at this moment, and the young man surnamed Ye on the stage, Zhao Shidao is also half. The rest of the special forces, at best, are spectators, waiting for the real battle between them to settle after the battle of Ye Hetu.

The center of the ring.

Ye Hetu, who looked extremely bored, took the take-off knife, took it in front of him and looked at it a few times. He casually threw it under the ring. Qin Li, who kept the paper fan at the same frequency, was still waiting. He did not panic, and Liu Zhengjun of the Falcon Team was not busy, but Ye Hetu couldn't calm down. Suddenly, his eyes turned and pointed to the back of Qin Li and Liu Zhengjun. His expression was surprised and he lost his voice, "Look over there."

At the moment when Qin Li and Liu Zhengjun's spirits were loose, his face was full of the proud Ye Hetu, and his figure swayed to the opposite side in an instant. Unexpectedly, Qin Li, who seemed to be aroused by Ye Hetu's curiosity, was already prepared. His ears moved, and a smile appeared on his face. This little trick had long been used badly, and it was enough to fool a three-year-old child. With.

The paper fan opened, and a few white lights shone, roaring towards the oncoming Ye Hetu. The sudden attack was unpreventable. Liu Zhengjun of the Falcon team saw Qin Li's paper fan hiding another mystery and stopped. The second round of the knockout competition of the special forces competition stipulated that only the most primitive hand-to-hand combat between the special forces could be fought. Qin Li's There is no doubt that it has violated the rules of the Special Forces Competition.

After all the hidden weapons on the paper fan were sent out, Qin Li, who was lying on the ground, raised his left foot and rotated very sensitively. A fancy backflip made him stand in the other corner of the ring unharmed. Liu Zhengjun stayed still. When he originally planned to take action, he could only give up when he saw Qin Li's behavior. Watch on, because there is no chance for him to intervene at all. Qin Li has practiced, which he can see at a glance. He has taught martial arts in the special forces training camp, but compared with the martial arts shown by Qin Li, it is simply insignificant.

It turns out that this is Chinese martial arts. Liu Zhengjun muttered, carefully recalling the details just now, and forgot about it. Qin Li, who had just stood firm, heard a deep gasp behind him before he could see if his target hit. Hearing the heavy gasp, Qin Li did not turn around immediately, but stood still, quietly waiting for the action behind, waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

"Is there medicine on the arrow?"

The voice behind him suddenly asked with a little confusion, and Qin Li, who became much more relaxed from the moment he heard the gasp, replied with satisfaction, "Your speed is good. In my heyday, I was not your opponent in speed, but you know, sometimes it is more useful to use your brain."

"Despicable."

As soon as the two words fell, a sound came from behind him. The seemingly omnipotent Ye Hetu fell behind Qin Li, facing up, with three arrows that were several inches long inserted directly above his chest. Obviously, Qin Li, who had just held a paper fan, made a clever move when he attacked Ye Hetu.

In one round, Ye Hetu fell down.

The special forces and coaches around them who were still waiting to watch the show did not believe the facts in front of them for a while. On the side of the Chengdu Military Region, several special forces clap each other and said boldly, "Good fight!" As a result, he was stared at by Yang Wangzhen in front of him and was immediately much more honest. When Liu Zhengjun looked at Yang Wangzhen, he was motioned by the latter to go back, turned down the ring, and walked straight to the Chengdu Military Region. After seeing Ye Hetu fall in the Beijing Military Region, several people stood up and were about to rush to the other side of the ring. Helian Moquan, who was sitting in the front, turned his head, stared at Liulin Wang Qiangbao and others with sharp eyes, and said in a cold tone that several people were familiar with, "No one is allowed to go!"

The words are sonorous and powerful, not like a joke. Tang Aoran, the captain of the four, was silent. Wang Qiangbao, who couldn't stand it, rushed out of the rest area of the Beijing Military Region despite the dissuasion of Helian Moquan. Before he could take a distance of two steps, Wang Qiangbao flew out of the seat uncontrollably and fell heavily on the open field between the ring and the seat. He was unconscious.

No one saw how Wang Qiangbao flew out, let alone when Qinghe Lian Moquan took action. Liu Lin, who took a cold breath, was stunned and did not react. Tang Aoran still looked silent. Perhaps it was his long-term personality that made him not used to talking, or it may be thinking about something in his heart. Among the four, Zheng Yang, the weakest, was stunned directly. He and Wang Qianbao came here to cheer up. The goal of them, who knew their strength, was to complete the task by getting good results in teamwork. In the second round of personal competition, Liu Lin and Captain Tang Aoran participated. Several major military regions sent the strongest teams to compete with each other. When it is intense. Only a few people present, including Wang Qiangbao lying on the ground, did not expect that the honorary instructor Helian Moquan, who had always been cold, was so strong! In their opinion, Helian Moquan was even almost the same as the previous instructor Ye Hetu. Both of them took action at an indistinct speed and won with one move. Its strong strength can be seen.

Helian Moquan's decisive action made several people stop the trend of rushing to the ring, and the remaining three had to calm down and look at the motionless Ye Hetu lying on the ring.

"Is this what you mean to be brave and resourceful?"

Seeing that Ye Hetu could not last a round in Qin Li's hands, the young man surnamed Ye turned his head and asked casually, with a little more contempt in his tone. Naturally, he said to Zhao Shidao beside him. The rest of the old people sitting in the VIP seat were also talking about it. At first, the old people who were dissatisfied with the young people sitting next to Zhao Shidao have now changed their eyes a lot. The first time, Ye Hetu easily cleaned up a special forces in the Shenyang Military Region, but the second time, he was killed by a young man surnamed Ye. The bodyguard cleaned it up easily. What else does such a huge contrast mean?

Zhao Shidao, who was asked by the young man, was holding the teacup. He lowered his head to identify whether the tea in the cup was a dragon well before or after the rain. He did not raise his head and said lightly, "Don't you think your conclusion is a little hasty?"

Seeing that Zhao Shidao was still pretending to be calm and motionless, the young man couldn't help shaking his head and said carelessly, "Why don't you let me do your Zhao family a favor today?"

Zhao Shidao, who figured out the origin of the tea in the cup, gently raised his head and did not look at the young man beside him. The smile on his face remained unchanged and said in a calm tone, " Leave a line for everything, otherwise in the end, it will be you who will suffer."

"Are you admonishing me?"

The young man surnamed Ye has a deep meaning. Zhao Shidao is similar to his age, but their personalities are distinctly two different routes. Zhao Shidao gives people the feeling of being elegant and elegant, while this young man gives people the feeling of being arrogant, cold and disdainful. The city of the two people is bottomless.

"If you believe it, there is. If you don't believe it, there is not."

After saying that, Zhao Shidao slowly stood up, opened the chair behind him, and walked in the direction of the gate. It seemed that he was going to leave here. It seems that fighting and killing is not suitable for him after all. Zhao Shidao sighed in the bottom of his heart. No matter what happens behind him, it has nothing to do with him. The further study in the party school a month later is what he values. Good luck is beneficial and harmless to the future development of the Prince Party. The original intention of establishing the Prince's Party is not glory and wealth, but a reason in his heart that he does not want to mention.

As he saw Zhao Shidao leave, the young man surnamed Ye's face was covered with coldness, and then he made a gesture to Qin Libi, who was waiting for him to give orders, and wiped his neck with one hand. Qin Li, who was understanding, slowly walked in the direction where Ye Hetu was lying. The folding fan in his hand was quietly opened by him. He killed in front of many people and needed a smart technique. Naturally, the responsibility after the event does not fall on him.

Gradually approaching the Yehe map, about a foot away from the Yehe map, Qin Li stopped and looked at the Yehe map on the ground a few times, but did not find any abnormal breath. The medicine on the arrow was a unique door, and his whole body would be weak and short of breath after being hit by the arrow. Soldiers are not tired of fraud. If they dare to make trouble in the special forces competition, they will bear the consequences.

Turning around, Qin Li, who seemed to have left the ring, gently shook the folding fan in his hand behind him, and an invisible steel needle flew towards Ye Hetu's neck.

At the moment when the steel needle was about to reach Ye Hetu's neck, Ye Hetu, who was lying on the ground, suddenly made a movement. His ears trembled slightly. He suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly dodged the steel needle shot from the folding fan. He got up, swept his back against Qin Li, and punched him.

Qin Li, who sensed something was wrong in the rear, quickly prepared to dodge, but the fist behind him had reached his back, and he immediately swooped down the front and came to an end with Wang Qiangbao in Helian Moquan's hand. Things happened so fast that it was too late for everyone to react. So I can only watch the changes in the ring.

Jumping off the ring, Ye Hetu stood in front of Qin Li, looked at Qin Li on the ground and said with a smile, "Dare to play with me, you are too young."

But there is still no sound under his feet, and nine times out of ten, he is powerless to return to heaven.

Second kill!