At this time, only those who can stand in place intact are those who have companions taking care of each other.
At this time, they can feel that they are so lucky to have companions. At least when life and death are at stake, they can have a dependence.
Although the number of people is pitifully small compared with before, the war now is the real beginning.
Compared with the previous Pediatrics, the difference is that the twelve people who can stand on the ground now have their own companions. Maybe their strength is not very strong, but the situation changes instantly after having companions.
After all, they are companions for many years. When they are superimposed on each other, one plus one must be greater than two.
At this time, the twelve people present did not rashly launch an attack. Just right. Twelve people are divided into six groups, two in each group. Just cross to form a hexagonal pattern, standing in each corner.
His eyes were not good at staring at others, but he did not relax his vigilance towards his companions. Twelve people, or some too many, they dare not gamble their lives.
The atmosphere was stiff at the moment. Yu zhibochen frowned. He didn't have the spare time to stay in a daze with these garbage. He couldn't help opening his mouth and urged, "what's the matter? Not yet? Waiting for me to do it? "
They didn't wake up until they heard the voice of Yuzhi bochen. Now your life is still in the hands of others, not when you think about it.
"Come on!" Several people looked at each other and made a decision in their hearts. Hold the weapon in your hand and rush to the opposite person.
They find their opponents with each other, but they don't start with others. As if it had been agreed, twelve people fought separately.
A anxious war soon formed.
Seeing their hard performance, Yuzhi bochen stretched his eyebrows and stopped in place with satisfied eyes.
The more anxious they fight, the higher the interest of Yuzhi bochen. He was very satisfied with the performance of these guys, and even secretly felt sorry to kill so many people before himself. Otherwise, more grand fighting scenes may be more interesting.
Being able to walk among so many people up to now can prove that their strength is not empty. Most of the outlaws have their own expertise or strength. Since we can come to the end in the fight of a group of outlaws, most of them are also outstanding in the gold exchange.
Because they had experienced a scuffle before, their physical strength was not comparable in their heyday. After a while, because of the lack of physical strength and chakra, his action became slow. Every time he waved a knife, he was as slow as Grandpa waving a hoe to cut firewood in Chen's eyes.
However, Chen didn't say much, because even so, they didn't dare to be careless. After all... It's fighting with life.
Casualties occurred at this time. Gradually, the number of people is decreasing at a time. From the first twelve people slowly became nine, then six, and finally there were only two people who could barely stand in front of Yuzhi bochen.
They supported each other with their weapons in their hands and limped forward.
"NAH... I said Qianhe, we finally made it to the end." The man held his weapon, supported his companion with one hand, endured the pain brought by his injury and smiled.
"Yes, sekawa... We finally came to the end." The man he called Qianhe smiled reluctantly, stood up with the strength of his companion Shichuan, and was helped forward step by step by him.
"In the end, we can only live two people. I didn't expect that we survived at the end! Sure enough, it's best to partner with you... "Shikawa smiled. Although his face was terrible, his words revealed the joy of the rest of his life. However, his eyes suddenly widened in the middle of his words.
He felt a sharp pain coming from his lower abdomen and looked down slightly. It turned out that his companion Qianhe had pierced his lower abdomen with a bitter handle
Because chakra was exhausted, and because he trusted his companions too much, he didn't notice the little movements of Qianhe at all.
"You... Thousand... Thousand cranes... Why." Astringent Chuan raised his hand slightly. Before he pointed to Qianhe, he drooped weakly, and the light in his eyes gradually faded.
If it were normal, the knife might not be fatal, but he had just experienced a big war. His body was full of holes, so he could take his life at last. He didn't expect that his most trusted companion gave him a fatal blow. Until the fight began, he always believed in his companion... His eyes were full of doubt and anger, looking at the man named Qianhe.
"Sorry..." the tone of Qianhe was flat. It seemed that he had expected such a reaction. He reached out and gently pushed away the astringent Chuan who was unable to support the soft paralysis on him, and said flatly: "didn't you hear that sentence? There are only two people here who can live. You know, there is another person standing here besides the two of us... "At the end, Qianhe's a little complicated:" I'm really sorry. I want to live, so... I'm sorry. "
However, his companion Shichuan could not hear the final explanation at the moment. At this time, his eyes had lost their luster and lay on the ground without breath.
It seems that the action just now affected his wound. Qianhe coughed heavily, stood hard in front of Yuzhi bochen and said, "now, can I live?"
Yuzhi bochen saw the end from the beginning. He didn't expect that the man in front of him could be so cruel. In particular, he was able to understand the meaning of his words.
Yes, from beginning to end, Yuzhi bochen said that two people present could survive, including himself. As for the remaining one, it's obviously needless to say.
Smiled, reached out and gently patted the Ninja named Qianhe. He couldn't help exclaiming on his face: "unexpectedly, unexpectedly, you're a smart guy..."
After being photographed by Yuzhi bochen, although Qianhe had a burst of pain, he could only endure it and said with a grin, "thank you... Sir." He managed to hold up a smile, but the smile looked more embarrassing than crying