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Zhao Jinbao also realized the ruthlessness of the black clothed man's attack, but he was not worried about himself. In terms of speed, how could the black clothed man be his opponent?

The black clothed man smiled, but when the dagger was still two to three centimeters away from Zhao Jinbao's skin, the smile on his face froze.

Because, no matter how much strength he used, the dagger could no longer be pressed down. At the very tip of the dagger, Zhao Jinbao's index and middle fingers were held tightly together like a pair of pincers.

The black-clothed man was shocked by Zhao Jinbao's reaction and the strength of his fingers, preparing to pull the dagger back. As a hitman, his weapon definitely could not fall into the hands of his opponent, this was a basic professional accomplishment. Furthermore, the weapon that the hitman held was not an ordinary weapon, for example, the dagger in his hand was smeared with poison, as long as he could cut a small cut on Zhao Jinbao's body, Zhao Jinbao would immediately be poisoned.

However, how could Zhao Jinbao let the black clothed man do as he pleased? Although he was confident that he could defeat the black clothed man, if he let him retrieve his dagger, it would definitely increase the difficulty of the battle. If he was sure that the other party was here to kill him, Zhao Jinbao would not be so naive to create trouble for him.

The black clothed man tried his best to pull out the dagger. Originally, he thought that it would be difficult to insert himself into the dagger, but he never thought that it would be so difficult to pull it out.

After being a killer for so many years, this was the first time he had seen a person as strong as Zhao Jinbao. But while he was feeling shocked in his heart, his hands did not slow down either, his other hand quickly moved to his waist and a short blade appeared in his hand.

Zhao Jinbao did not know what the black clothed man was doing, but with his intuition, he suddenly felt a sense of danger. In the next moment, without any hesitation, Zhao Jinbao immediately lifted his knees, and heavily struck towards the black clothed man's chest.

Bang!

The black clothed man was directly sent flying, and the moment he was sent flying, Zhao Jinbao clearly saw the thing in the other hand.

He thought about how close he was to death, but at this moment, Zhao Jinbao's True Fire was also forced out by the black-clothed man, every single strike was fatal, and did not leave any leeway. He was clearly determined to kill him, and at this moment, Zhao Jinbao's heart was filled with killing intent.

As if he had felt what Zhao Jinbao was thinking, the dragon pearl inside his body suddenly erupted with an indescribable excitement, following that, Zhao Jinbao felt as if all the blood in his body started to boil, and he uncontrollably rushed towards the black clothed man. The black clothed man who had just stood up, received yet another heavy punch from Zhao Jinbao.

This heavy punch, was not only solely Zhao Jinbao's physical strength, it was also infused with the divine power of the Dragon Pearl. There was almost no suspense as the black clothed man was instantly thrown more than a dozen meters away, his life or death unknown.

Zhao Jinbao looked at the unmoving black clothed man in front of him, his heart also calming down. He didn't know why he was so angry just now, but seeing the condition the black clothed man was in, he was a little afraid. Could it be that his punch just now had killed him?

He slowly walked towards the black clothed man, the dagger in his hand that he had just taken from the black clothed man. Even when he was two to three meters away from him, the black clothed man still did not make a move.

Zhao Jinbao was a little doubtful in his heart. Although the power behind that punch was great, but as a hitman, he still had the basic ability to resist blows. He refused to believe that a single punch could kill the opponent.

Zhao Jinbao carefully extended his hand over, wanting to take off the other party's mask. Just as he touched a corner of the mask, the black clothed man who was lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and then, a cold light flashed past his eyes.

Zhao Jinbao knew that the black clothed man would do this, hence he was the first to react. He directly used his dagger to receive the short blade in the black clothed man's hand. The black clothed man saw the dagger and wanted to dodge, but Zhao Jinbao's speed was too fast for him to react.

"Pu ci!"

Zhao Jinbao held his dagger and slashed at the tendons in the black clothed man's hand. However, Zhao Jinbao did not think of killing him, otherwise, with his power, he would have easily chopped off the black clothed man's entire hand. The purpose of this cut was mainly to prevent the man in black from being able to take the knife in the future and injure the others.

"Who the hell are you? Why did you want to kill me? " Zhao Jinbao asked.

"Hmph, don't you know who you've offended? "It's just that I never thought that a countryside bumpkin would have such skills. Today, I admit defeat." His other hand suddenly grabbed the short knife on the ground and slashed at his throat.

Zhao Jinbao did not expect the other party to be so fierce, to commit suicide without saying anything, but as a modern man, to be able to personally see a life being taken away was something he could not accept, so he immediately snatched the short blade from the black clothed man's hands and stopped him.

"Don't even think about getting anything from me. There's poison on the dagger, and I'm still not going to live." The black-clothed man said in a calm voice, as if life was nothing out of the ordinary to him, whether it was someone else's or his own.

Zhao Jinbao was a little speechless, he had never seen such a person who begged for death, for the black clothed man, he too had thoughts of killing him, but he had to know who was doing this to him, and it was difficult to defend, what if they attacked his family? He couldn't possibly only stare at Zhao Dazhu and his wife 24 hours a day.

"Really? Do you want us to make a bet? If I can save your life, you can tell me who the person who instructed you was. Zhao Jinbao had an idea.

The man in black thought for a moment and said, "Alright!"

He was well aware of what kind of poison was in Saber Mountain. Even in the hospital, doctors might not be able to cure it. It wasn't that this poison was uncommon, but that the ingredients of the poison were different and the methods for detoxifying it were different.

Originally, he thought that he had only killed a country bumpkin, so he didn't pay too much attention to it. He also didn't carry the antidote with him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed the poison to attack him.

"Hur hur, then we'll see." Zhao Jinbao smiled slightly, although he did not know what kind of poison was on the dagger, but if he could dispel the poison that even doctors could not remove, he did not believe that the poison was stronger than the snake's poison.

As he said that, he grabbed the severed right hand of the man in black and channeled the Dragon Pearl. A stream of pure Dragon Pearl energy slowly entered the arm of the man in black through his palm.