Chapter 1067

Zhang Heng and miss f this battle, the most distressed person is probably the owner of the western restaurant next door.

Because his kitchen knives are basically packaged and requisitioned by Zhang Heng, and the damage speed is amazing. In just two minutes, Zhang Heng has used more than ten knives.

Although he has a lot of knives, he can't stand the scrap rate.

This also proves from a certain side that Miss f did not keep her hand this time. You should know that she was able to fight against the type VI robot hunter with her own strength before, although the latter ran out of ammunition, and the fighting time between the two sides was not long.

But at least in that half minute, Miss f still showed great strength.

In particular, her mechanical prosthesis obviously uses the most cutting-edge technology. The exoskeleton soldiers Zhang Heng has fought with before also use equipment to improve their strength and speed, but the effect is totally unable to compare with Miss F's mechanical prosthesis.

Moreover, Miss f is not a person who only relies on her attributes to suppress others. She has obviously made a lot of efforts in the cultivation of sabre skills. Although her moves are very simple, it's only because her fighting style looks like this. In the actual combat process, Zhang Heng found that her anticipation and body skills are quite excellent.

None of these can be given to her by a mechanical prosthesis. It can only come from the hard training the day after tomorrow. From the most popular female anchor on the Internet to her current strength, I'm afraid that only she knows how much sweat and frustration she has experienced during this period.

With Zhang Heng's other Sanda being cut off, there are only three left on Zhang Heng.

However, Miss f suddenly stopped her action and said, "I can give you another chance to pick up your own knife."

To her surprise, Zhang Heng just shook his head and said, "thank you for your kindness, but I said that the knife is too dangerous to deal with friends."

"But I won't treat you as a friend any more." Miss F's eyes cold down, "our plan is about to succeed, at this time, I can't let Mr. g die in your hands."

"I know what you're doing," Zhang Heng said as he pulled out a small knife from his bag. "You attracted the armed forces of Shengtang Morgan through this riot, and then kidnapped the management, intending to code their memory and let them help you realize the future you want. It's very smart, and it won't attract the attention of Shengtang Morgan headquarters "I'm sorry."

"It's also the only way to make human cloning enjoy the same rights as ordinary people," Ms. f said. "At least in new Shanghai 0297, so you should know how important this matter is to me."

"I can understand." Zhang Heng nodded.

"We need Mr. g not only because he has led us all the way here, but also because we still need his leadership after that. Even if the management relents and is willing to give human cloning the same rights as ordinary people in the new Shanghai 0297, it will not be so smooth, because people here are used to the existence of human cloning and are used to treating them As an article that can be arbitrarily altered, rather than residents who have equal relations with themselves, it is not so easy to change their ideas. It will be a long process.

"Well, but your new world deserves a better leader."

"Who, you?" Miss f looked at Zhang Heng with a look of disappointment for the first time.

And Zhang Heng did not explain anything, just light way, "your strength is good, but want to stop me a little bit."

"Well, let me see your real strength." Miss f also clenched the tungsten steel sword in her hand.

They got closer again. Miss f focused as before and waved her tungsten steel sword. But this time, Zhang Heng didn't take the sword again. After paying the price of more than ten knives, Zhang Heng basically understood Miss F's fighting habits and avoided the sword by moving. Then he quickly took a big step to miss F's body front.

While Zhang Heng is studying her, Miss f is also constantly exploring and summarizing Zhang Heng's fighting style. The latter's Sabre technique is flexible and changeable. Although it is not as fast as her mechanical prosthesis in absolute speed, Zhang Heng can always block her attack with excellent prediction and active reduction of defense range.

Zhang Heng's main defense area is about one foot in front of him. Because the defense space is small enough, the path of Zhang Heng's knife is shorter, which makes up for his disadvantage in speed to a certain extent. Although sometimes the scene looks dangerous, he can always save himself from danger.

However, after fighting for such a long time, Miss f probably mastered Zhang Heng's speed, strength and other basic information, but she didn't know whether it was her own illusion. When they fought together again, Miss f was surprised to find that Zhang Heng's speed was much faster than at the beginning.

Miss F's first reaction was that Zhang Heng hid her strength, but she soon thought of the real reason. The big bag of knives tied to Zhang Heng's waist also had a lot of weight.But with the continuous fighting, Zhang Heng lost more and more broken knives, and less and less knives in the bag, so his weight naturally became lighter and lighter, so he moved faster.

At the next moment, the distance between Zhang Heng and miss f was less than half a meter. At this time, Zhang Heng's shorter knife finally began to play its real power.

Miss f misestimated Zhang Heng's speed, which led to a lack of reaction. When she realized what had happened, Zhang Heng was already close to her body. Although Miss f didn't panic, she took back her tungsten steel sword at the first time and wanted to force Zhang Heng back again, but the master's moves were just the same.

In addition to speed, Miss f is even more surprised that Zhang Heng's fighting style has also changed. He no longer takes the path of dexterous change, and her moves are becoming more and more mysterious.

In Miss F's opinion, this is almost impossible, because the formation of combat style is not overnight. Everyone has his own more familiar and good combat style. Except for Zhang Heng, who has played in the big and small Daochang in Kyoto, it is estimated that no one can freely switch his own combat style.

Although Miss f has been trying to save the situation, but in the face of this huge contrast, it is still inevitable to make a mistake. When Zhang Heng takes the initiative to take over the next sword she waves, she will know that something is wrong. Sure enough, the knife of Zhang Heng's left hand has stabbed her heart at the next moment.

At the last moment, Miss f had to drop her tungsten steel sword and reluctantly take back her mechanical prosthesis to block her chest. But at the next moment, the knife in Zhang Heng's hand suddenly disappeared. Miss f felt a heavy blow on her head and fainted.

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