Tu Beihuan turned over and jumped up, his face a little ugly.

He didn't expect the demon spirit to fade in this way, what did that guy carry on his body?

Fernan's kick was firm, and he slowed for a few seconds before he let out a long breath and evened out his breath.

I pressed my chest, and it's okay, the bones are fine.

Boom!

Gunfire rang out again.

He rolled over, dodging the bullets, and the footsteps in front of him rumbled, and Fernang threw out a few shots in his hand, already rushing back towards him.

A few bullets flew with a swing of the knife, and the bayonet suddenly cracked and broke in two.

Tu Beihuan was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the blade, but after the blade was cut into the barrel, the bullet that was excited at close range made a gap in the blade, and the next few shots from Fei Nan hit the gap, directly breaking the blade.

Click!

Fei Nan's gun was also out of bullets, he threw away his pistol, took two steps forward, and smashed his fist at Tu Beihuan.

"Whew!"

Taking a deep breath, Tu Beihuan threw away the handle of the knife, turned his hands into palms, and his expression became serious.

Lowering his body, he stared at the rushing Feinan, his feet rooted, motionless.

Fernan's punch was overwhelming, and a hook slammed into his temple.

The left arm was raised, wrapped in front of the mouth, the left palm was placed on the outside of the right face, the palm was outward, Tu Beihuan made a fist with his right hand, smashed it out like lightning, and went straight to Fei Nan's abdomen.

Syllable!

Feinan's fist was caught by his left palm, and the fist collided with the palm of his hand, making a crisp sound.

Tu Beihuan's left palm was smashed backwards by the huge fist force, hitting the side of his face, and his head tilted to the side.

But after the double unloading of the muscles of his left arm and neck, Feinan's punch did not cause him much damage, but his right palm was already firmly imprinted on Feinan's lower abdomen.

The thick abdominal muscles removed most of the strength, but Tu Beihuan's right palm still sank into Feinan's abdomen, right in the upper right abdomen.

The liver was hit, and the sharp pain hit, and Fei Nan couldn't help but snort and took two steps back.

Tu Beihuan twisted around and took a step, quickly caught up, and the left arm that was wrapped around the side of the mouth was under the trend, turning the elbow into front of the top, like a rhino horn.

Tong!

The hard elbow joint slammed into Feinan's chest, and the huge force directly made the chest cavity make a muffled sound, and the air in the lobes of the lungs was squeezed out and spewed out of his mouth, and Feinan spit out a mouthful of salty air with a "poof".

Flying backwards and taking a few steps back, Feinan crashed into the roadside guardrail before stopping the retreat.

"Whoa!"

Fei Nan exhaled deeply, suppressed the pain, and muttered in some surprise, "Okay!

"Friend, I advise you to get acquainted and stop here, otherwise, you will have no chance to regret it. ”

Tu Beihuan said coldly.

Fei Nan shook his arm twice, jumped on the step, and said with a smile: "What's the use of talking this nonsense? Even if I take my hand, don't you turn around and find a chance to kill me? Everyone is a smart person, don't waste time, just stick your head over and let me kill you?"

"Hmph! I gave you a chance, but you didn't grasp it! Then don't blame me!"

Tu Beihuan snorted coldly, strode forward, and approached Feinan.

Fei Nan stared at him, his expression becoming serious.

In the fragmentary knowledge points brought by the knowledge attribute value of the new point, some information actively emerged.

The palm that Tu Beihuan hit his left abdomen was a bit like a Baguazhang, but the next step to the elbow was clearly a Bajiquan routine, and this guy learned a lot of miscellaneous.

Tu Beihuan approached, suddenly leaned over, stepped into his fist, and the bone joints protruded forward, heading straight for Fei Nan's throat.

Fernan threw his head back out of the way and raised his right leg to kick him in the crotch, only to be blocked by a slap of his palm.

But the leg was just a false move, and Fernan's main purpose was to dodge his punch.

The fist was close to Feinan's throat, but the punch was too strong to advance half a minute, and Feinan raised his right hand and grabbed his wrist, while his right leg was retracted, and his left fist took advantage of the momentum to smash behind his ear.

Tu Beihuan lowered his head to dodge, leaned forward, raised his right leg back, and kicked forward at Feinan's front door.

Finan couldn't dodge, so he could only deflect his face and be kicked in the shoulder.

As soon as his right hand was released, Tu Beihuan withdrew his hand from his palm, stepped back with his right leg, straightened up, took half a step back, and dodged a knee hit by Feinan.

Patting the ash on his shoulder, Fei Nan had a rough estimate in his heart.

Tu Beihuan's muscle strength is roughly 20-22, which is a certain gap with him, but it is not easy to deal with this guy.

Tu Beihuan clenched his fists like holding a gun, swung his fists and smashed them, and stepped up to attack Fei Nan's face.

With his arms in front of him, Fei Nan raised his foot and kicked his calf away, and suddenly a straight punch smashed out, hitting Tu Beihuan's fist, his fists intersected, and with a click, Tu Beihuan withdrew his hand and retreated, showing pain.

Fernan's shoulders sank, his fists in his cheeks, dodging and chasing after him.

Tu Beihuan shook a fist and kicked it out, but was kicked away by Fernan's low whip leg, and then smashed a hook.

Tu Beihuan pressed his arms down, trying to resist, but Fernan's fist broke through between his arms and hit his diaphragm.

With a muffled snort, Tu Beihuan took two steps back, and couldn't help but burp, which was a spasmodic reaction phenomenon after the diaphragm was hit hard.

Unrelenting, Fei Nan stepped forward again, retracted his right fist, and smashed out with a straight punch in his backhand.

Tu Beihuan jumped to the side, trying to dodge, but he couldn't do so and was smashed into the left shoulder socket.

The huge force made him flip half a circle in the air, and after landing, he couldn't stand firm, and retreated again and again.

Fei Nan's eyes suddenly froze, no! He wanted to run!

Tu Beihuan retreated a few steps, suddenly turned around, and ran in the direction of the sewage treatment plant not far away.

Feinan's strength and reaction speed are above him, and if he continues to consume it, he may really lose his life here.

Stay in Qingshan, not afraid of running out of firewood, and when he returns to the headquarters, there is a way to deal with Fei Nan, and he doesn't need to fight hard with Fei Nan here.

Although Fei Nan didn't know his idea, he also knew that he couldn't let the tiger return to the mountain, so he chased after him.

Although Tu Beihuan ran a few meters in advance, listening to the footsteps behind him, Fei Nan had already caught up.

He ran to the fence outside the factory first, jumped over, climbed over the fence, and jumped down the wall.

The wall was two meters high, and when Fei Nan saw him on the wall, he exerted his right foot and jumped high, jumping directly onto the wall!

Without the slightest pause, Fei Nan kicked with his left foot, quickly caught up with Tu Beihuan who jumped up, and hit his back with one knee.

Tu Beihuan was knocked out of balance, and the whole person flipped half a circle and turned into a head-down posture.

Only then did Fei Nan see that on the other side of the wall was a large cement pool that had dried up, more than a meter deep, and with the height of the wall, there was a drop of four meters between the bottom of the pool and the head of the wall.

Fei Nan grabbed Tu Beihuan's legs and pulled his body in front of him, wrapping his legs around his chest, sandwiching his head and arms under his legs, and falling down.

Screw Piling Machine - Copycat Version!

"Ahh

Tu Beihuan vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but he was locked up by Fei Nan and couldn't move.

Boom!

The two of them fell heavily at the bottom of the pool, and the weight of nearly four hundred catties, plus the potential energy of the fall, was all concentrated on Tu Beihuan's head.

Click!

His head was like a watermelon that had been smashed open, directly deformed, and his neck was instantly broken.

"Uh......"

Fernan lay down in pain, clutched his buttocks, and turned sideways.

He didn't grasp the angle well, and sat directly on the ground, so that his tail bone hurt.

No, I still didn't grasp the essence of Lao Sang's failed selection of the piledriver, and he didn't turn around, not to mention falling to the tail bone, and his legs hurt from Tu Beihuan's head......

But the effect was not bad, Fei Nan relieved himself, stood up, and looked at Tu Beihuan, he was already dead.

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