The widow is a curse

Chapter 415 Passively fell down!
Lin Yin quickly dodged and took a step back before realizing something was wrong.

What fell in front of him was just a shoe.

Before he could turn around, he had already received a heavy blow on the back.

Throwing the 88-style sniper rifle in his hand at his feet, Lin Yin rolled over, lost the strength of that kick, and swung his fist at the person who attacked him.

With the wind in his iron fist, he roared and charged at the person coming.

When he punched, he could see the opponent's face clearly.

Although covered by the helmet and the paint painted on his face, Lin Yin still recognized those eyes.

That's right, it's her.

Mo Bei!

A voice of admiration flashed in Lin Yin's heart, but his fist did not stop at all.

Mo Bei naturally knew Lin Yin's strength.

The whole regiment ranks first in melee combat, such a ranking is not something that just anyone can get!
Sliding to the side, Mo Bei narrowly avoided his fist.

The wind of the fist grazed her face, causing sharp pain.

However, Mo Bei ignored it.

This kind of pain is already a common occurrence for these female soldiers who have undergone countless training and beatings, and it will not pose the slightest threat.

One hit missed, and Lin Yin's other fist followed closely behind.

Bending over and dodging, Mo Bei bent his right leg back and kicked beautifully, and directly met his fist with his boots.

Using his strength to regain her footing, she launched her own attack.

She may not be as strong as Lin Yin, but in terms of body flexibility and agility, she is by no means inferior to Lin Yin.

Two people come and go.

He knocked down the opponent several times, and was also knocked down by the opponent several times, but there was no victory.

Getting up from the grass again, Mo Bei glanced at the water bag on Lin Yin's waist.

She made a feint and tried to escape. Taking advantage of Lin Yin's opportunity, she turned around suddenly and grabbed the water bag on his waist.

With the water bag in hand, Mo Bei didn't stay any longer, turned around and fled.

With nothing under her feet, her body immediately lost her balance.

"Watch out for traps!"

Lin Yin instinctively grabbed her palm and pushed her hard.

Mo Bei was pulled up by him, and the two fell directly on the grass.

The breath of the two of them rushed directly to each other's faces. Mo Bei hesitated for a moment, but he still grabbed the dagger on Lin Yin's waist and placed it across his throat.

(End of this chapter)