Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

"I don't care." Wu Feng said carelessly: "To deal with these people, as long as you protect the fatal parts, getting rid of them is not as simple as chopping melons and vegetables!"

During this period, a few more people who were not afraid of death stepped forward to provoke them, but they were all cut down by the two of them, lying on the ground and screaming.As a result, the mob of more than 300 did not dare to act rashly, watching the two killing gods cautiously.

"Tan Bai, get out of here!" Zhou Ming kept scanning his surroundings with a pair of cold eyes.Tan Bai's arm was broken by Zhou Ming's punch just now, and he hurriedly hid in the crowd, with countless younger brothers behind him swarming up.

I only heard someone in the crowd shout: "Everyone go together, they only have two knives, we can't do anything to us! Who can kill Zhou Ming, I will reward him with 10 yuan!" It was Tan Bai's voice, that is, Hua Cheng Hui Zhouming would not admit his mistake either!

"Ah!" Zhou Ming roared and rushed towards the source of the sound.Wu Feng murmured in his heart "no good", the crowd who were a little shy and dared not go forward just now, encouraged by Tan Bai's "huge bonus", once again surrounded him like a tide.And before he was back to back with Zhou Ming, it was a little easier, but now that they are separated, they will once again face countless attacks from all directions at the same time. [

Wu Feng also followed Zhou Ming's direction. During this period, he kept dodging, shooting, and was cut suddenly.Zhou Ming also experienced the same experience, but he was a little more embarrassed than Wu Feng. He covered the wound on his abdomen with one hand, and the blood continued to flow down his fingers, but the belief of "killing Tan Bai" had already grown in his heart. The roots have sprouted, and no matter how many difficulties and obstacles ahead, they can't stop him from moving forward.

How many knives and sticks did Wu Feng and Zhou Ming suffer?I'm afraid no one can make it clear.But their whole bodies were covered with blood, whether it was their own blood, someone else's blood, or both.In this battle, the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark. I don't know how many people fell under the swords of the two of them, but there were still a steady stream of people rushing up.In the end, the knives in the hands of the two were almost curled, and the slashing was no different from ordinary sticks.

But the two were still standing, the machete couldn't work, so they used their fists!

As a member of the martial arts hall of the evil wolf gang, the best thing is fists!

With one punch down, the sky will collapse; with one punch out, the sun and the moon will be darkened!

Where the fist passed, the face collapsed, the bridge of the nose was broken, the teeth splattered, and there were screams again and again.