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Zhang Xin groaned, while Mandarin let out a scream.

The two of them suddenly separated. Zhang Xin opened his mouth and sneered, "So a superior person can also scream? I've really seen it."

While speaking, he had rushed towards Mandalin again, and Mandalin activated the skills on the ring in pain and shame.

However, the distance between the two was quite close, only less than three meters. Zhang Xin slipped behind Mandalin with a turn, not only dodging his skill attack, but also caught Mandarin by surprise.

However, in the blink of an eye, Mandarin still showed an extraordinary sense of the battlefield, even catching the sword in Zhang Xin's hand with his bare hands.

Originally, Zhang Xin thought that he could cut off another finger, but unexpectedly, he encountered an obstacle when he stabbed it with a sword, and he also heard the sound of gold and iron colliding.

After taking a closer look, Zhang Xin realized that his sword had stabbed the opponent's ring.

I don't know what kind of alien material his ring is made of. This sword will only leave a shallow mark on his ring.

But he didn't know that Mandalin was even more shocked, because the ring on Mandalin was made of advanced materials and energy from alien spaceships, and it had never been damaged since its debut.

Who knew it would be broken by this sword.

This sword is called Chengying. Mandarin has also deliberately tested it since he bought it. It is definitely not this sharp. Is it possible to say that this sword with no visible blade can recognize its owner?

He was startled in his heart, the movements of his hands were inevitably affected, and he was so slow.

But Zhang Xin seized the opening at this moment, and poked it one after another.

On the surface, his swordsmanship looks a little monotonous, either poking or slashing, but every move and style contains an aura of destruction.

The Mandarin's ring was soon covered with tiny wounds, which looked shocking.

Knowing that if Zhang Xin continued to do it, his ring would be destroyed sooner or later, and his right little finger had just been cut off by Zhang Xin, and now it was in severe pain to move it, Mandarin felt a little unbearable.

So Mandarin immediately decided to change tactics.

He directly withdrew his hand, gave up all counterattacks, and prepared to use dodge to deal with the enemy.

However, the moment he stopped, Zhang Xin's eyes lit up.

He flicked his wrist, but the sword in his hand stretched towards Mandalin's neck as if consciously.

However, Mandarin still reacted quickly, so he dodged quickly, so the neck was not injured, but the left ear was cut off in half.

Mandarin screamed again, subconsciously raised his left hand, and then quickly retracted it.

However, Zhang Xin shook his wrist as if he knew he would reach out a long time ago. The long sword in his hand pulled out an invisible sword flower, and it was his opinion that broke Mandalin's left middle finger.

However, at the moment when Mandarin's left middle finger was injured, Mandarin's kick kicked Zhang Xin out.

Zhang Xin was kicked twelve meters away, and then he was able to regain his footing. Then he vomited foam at the mouth. It was obvious that his internal organs were seriously injured.

However, even after suffering such a heavy injury, Zhang Xin's expression was still full of pride and complacency.

Because on the invisible blade of the sword stood a round and chubby middle finger.

In other words, even though he was kicked and seriously injured at that moment, his hand was as steady as an old dog even when he was kicked, and he actually took Mandarin's newly severed hand away. .

Mandarin frowned, and a large amount of cold sweat continued to flow from his forehead. It was obvious that two fingers and half an ear were broken, which was a very painful thing for him.

"Bastard, give back my finger."

Zhang Xinping stepped back step by step with his sword raised, and then said coldly, "No one can be safe after offending my motherland. This is just interest. Just wait, I will chop off your head sooner or later."

After speaking, he didn't miss it any more, turned around and fled.

Mandarin stretched out his hands habitually, but in an instant he was sweating profusely from the pain.

To be honest, although his ten rings have become eight, the remaining rings are not without the ability to continue attacking.

Yet he held back.

Because so what if I can attack?

Should I pull it back and let him cut off one of his fingers?

What a joke

So he stood there like a fool, and could only watch the intruder escape.

Since he had ten rings, it was the first time he lost so humiliatingly.

He gritted his teeth hard, and couldn't help trembling all over his body.

Suddenly, a group of people quickly approached the scene and appeared in his field of vision.

These people are all his subordinates.

"My lord, are you all right?"

"My lord, you can't let him go, you must kill him."

"Man Qian was injured too seriously, sir."

Mandarin looked at this group of people, and the anger in his heart suddenly surged, what a fucking coincidence.

Not early or late, they appeared just after the enemy had fled, so he wouldn't believe them if they didn't passively fight and kill them.

He looked at Manqian who had been cut in half, and his anger finally broke through the threshold.

"Trash, go to hell."

The red ring lights up, followed by violent explosions around him.

Even under Zhang Xin's intrusion, these people who survived tenaciously struggled and screamed frantically in the flames.

Seeing the miserable condition of these people and the horrified expressions of the trash who came slower, Mandarin finally calmed down.

In the small but cozy room, Agent No. 5 was waiting anxiously.

Because she was too anxious, she didn't even bother to handle her beloved little leather whip, and just casually left it on the bunk.

No. 5 lowered his head, looking at the ring next to the small leather whip with burning eyes, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

She remembered very clearly that the mirror image wearing the ring was summoned by the cormorant, but now the mirror image is gone.

There are only two possibilities for this to happen.

One is that the cormorant is killed, and the mirror image naturally disappears.

Another situation is that the cormorant encounters a powerful trouble and needs to recall the mirror image to solve the trouble.

Either way, the situation for cormorants seems to be very dangerous.

To be honest, it would be best for her to contact other field personnel at this time and ask them how the cormorants are doing now, whether they have been caught or whether they have escaped. As long as they can ask clearly, even if the cormorants are caught or killed, If she was beaten to death, then she would have a bottom line, right?

But she can't make a phone call right now.

Because she didn't have a mobile phone with her at all. As for the phone in the room, it would be a ghost to exchange information with something.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the room.

The sound was so sudden that No. 5 almost jumped up, "Who?"

Then a magnetic voice sounded "room service"

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