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Chapter 708: The essence of drama

The sudden sound behind him made Qin Yu tremble in fright, and he came out of his reverie on the spot.

After hurriedly putting on his mask again, Qin Yu waved sideways and threw three special darts behind him as fast as lightning.

"He Fangchan is so small! Look at the moves! Take them with your hands!"

Hearing three muffled sounds of "dong dong dong" in succession, Qin Yu's extremely fast and fierce three-stroke combo of shurikens was extremely accurate... and was inserted into his feet in a straight line.

There was even a shuriken inserted into his foot in a very shameless way.

Looking at the concealed weapon that had failed to calculate the angle and accidentally fired at a close distance, Qin Yu, who was wearing a mask, could not help but stiffen his expression. However, he was not discouraged and immediately used the hidden weapon skills he had learned from an island country!

He ripped open his pocket bag, grabbed various darts and threw them aimlessly in front of him, not caring whether there was anyone in front of him.

Then he pulled out the waist chain, revealing the legendary ninja weapon! Flying Scythe!

The chains were swung, the flying scythes were swung, and after a dazzling swish, the chains wrapped around Qin Yu himself.

Looking at the guy who tied himself into a rice dumpling and fell to the ground, the man who spoke was a little confused on the spot and didn't even know what to say for a while.

And Qin Yu didn't give him a chance to struggle for too long. With a push of his hands, the chains tied to his body were torn to pieces on the spot.

A carp hit Qin Yu who stood up from the ground, threw a smoke bomb at his feet, and heard a boom, and smoke and dust filled the sky.

Then, in the middle of the smoke and dust, a very obvious spatial distortion formed.

Qin Yu used the cover of smoke to teleport away from the enemy's sight with a large amount of smoke. He retreated a few meters away and then flipped continuously. Finally, he knelt on one knee and landed firmly on the table beside him!

There was just a click! The table was crushed to pieces on the spot! Qin Yu, who was still kneeling on one knee and posing, also followed the falling table and landed heavily on the ground.

But even if his knees hit the ground with a muffled sound, it did not affect his pose at all, and his hair was not even messed up.

He looked at Qin Yu who was panting, holding an urgently made samurai sword and glaring at him fiercely.

I looked again at the room that was already a mess in the blink of an eye.

The speaker who stood opposite him had never moved or been attacked at all, and his face remained expressionless for a while.

The two guys looked at each other silently for a few seconds. In the end, the speaker reacted the fastest. He suddenly raised his hand with a straight face and silently clapped his hands.

Pa~pa~pa~pa~

This extremely perfunctory sound instantly stimulated the nerves of the performer Qin Yu, making him quickly stand up in excitement, hold the knife in his hand, pointed it around, and raised his hands.

Ever since he knew that he was going to attack the big devil Truman tonight, Qin Yu had already set up a detailed action plan for tonight's operation.

This set of movements can be described as flowing and flowing. They were the exquisite movements that he designed after thinking hard for a long time and based on the details in the short movies he had watched before!

As for why we need to use the weapons and tricks of the island nation’s ninjas?

Ho ho ho ho, because this is his first performance after all, and he is afraid that if he accidentally fails, he will be embarrassed.

After quickly saluting, his eyes were fixed forward again, looking at the enemy standing in the shadow. Qin Yu regained his energy, fiercely waved his samurai sword in a circle, and roared with the weapon.

"You! What kind of work are you doing!"

"ah?"

"What a job!"

"Wha, what kind of work?"

"I'm asking you where you are from!"

"Ah, this, I am the devil, Truman, didn't you just come to me?"

As the darkness dissipated, the thin figure standing in a red circle of light appeared completely in front of Qin Yu.

Looking at the existence in the aperture, Qin Yu nodded vigorously and spoke solemnly.

"Yo Xi, flower girl... I can't say this line anymore! Why do you look shabbier than Carmen? You!"

Looking at Truman's face across from him, which was even meaner and more indescribable than Carmen's, Qin Yu pulled off the mask on his face. After all, he could no longer perform.

After all, he could barely speak without conscience, but it was really difficult for him to tell lies on the spot and point at ugly people and call them cute.

Raising the katana in his hand, Qin Yu's eyes gradually became ferocious.

"That's why your name is Truman!"

The sudden roar here made Truman, who was standing motionless opposite, look confused.

Although he couldn't figure out why the kid in front of him suddenly changed his speaking style, Truman still maintained the elegance of the devil and spoke with a slight smile.

"Yes, I am... well, I am Truman, the big devil Truman."

"You knew I was coming?"

"Of course I know, otherwise why would I be waiting for you here? To be precise, after what happened to that good-for-nothing Carmen, I already guessed that he would betray me."

Looking at Truman, who had a calm demeanor and was not afraid at all when facing him, Qin Yu's eyes gradually narrowed.

He suddenly reached out and put on the mask again, directly raised the katana in front of him, and while stroking the blade with his fingers, he spoke in a deep voice.

"Since you know my identity, let's stop playing tricks and get straight to the point."

Shaking off his clothes, Qin Yu spoke coldly, revealing a dense collection of screwdrivers, hand hammers, nails, rulers, compasses, pens and other household tools inside.

"Sir Truman, there is an old saying in China that Wei Junjie is the one who misleads the West! The various instruments of torture now! I think they will definitely knock your mouth open!"

"What?"

"So I hope you can cooperate well with us. We will not treat you badly when the time comes. Otherwise, hehehehe, since you failed to escape this time, you will never have a chance to leave here alive!"

Qin Yu, who flicked the blade in his hand and broke the inferior weapon, hurriedly caught the weapon, even turned on the electric eye on the spot and welded it again himself.

Then he fiercely pointed the samurai sword at the confused Truman, with a ferocious look in his eyes.

Truman, who had listened for a long time without understanding a word, finally spoke at this time.

"Well, why do you think I couldn't escape?"

"Because I've already caught you! You idiot!"

"Why are you like this? You've already caught me?"

"Because you are standing right in front of me!"

"before?"

Truman, standing in the red circle, suddenly shrugged, with a faint smile on his face.

"Why do you think that I am in front of you?"

"Um?"

Looking at Truman who was full of confidence, Qin Yu gradually realized that something was wrong.

Looking at the flashing red circle, Qin Yu hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his samurai sword and stabbed it gently.

Then...the tip of the knife disappeared.

That's right, it's gone. The entire upper half of the knife, all parts touching the aperture, disappeared in an instant.

It didn't dissolve or vaporize, but completely disappeared. It was completely wiped out on the spot!

Seeing this scene, Qin Yu didn't care enough to continue acting. He hurriedly threw away the katana in his hand and quickly distanced himself from Truman.

And seeing him retreating quickly, the smile on Truman's face, who was standing within the circle of light, became even brighter.
Chapter completed!
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