"Damn, I'm going to kill you!"

Seeing that it had been squeezed onto the inclined cement fence, the body had begun to overturn, and the accomplices behind could not provide any help, the man in the passenger seat grabbed the handrail with one hand, adjusted the balance of his body, and raised the muzzle of the gun again with one hand, aiming at Li Futu's head diagonally below.

Expecting someone else's help at a moment of life and death is tantamount to waiting for death, in this case he can only save himself! And the best and easiest way to save himself at this moment is to shoot this man's head into a hole!

The fierce-looking big man's face was hideous, staring at Li Futu, who was still driving into them, a bloody smile gradually appeared on his face, his fingers were slightly bent and pulled to the trigger, and a cold bullet was about to erupt from the cold muzzle in the next second.

Seeing that the other party was about to shoot, Li Futu smiled disdainfully, his movements were like ghosts, one hand controlled the steering wheel to force the other party to death, and he was not ready to give the other party a chance to breathe, half of his body had already leaned out of the body, and his free hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and he imprisoned the wrist of the big man like a poisonous snake.

It seems that the scene of the other party's head shattering and brainstorming has appeared in front of him, and the rampant smile on the big man's face has not been fully stretched before it is completely solidified, only to see the man who was still concentrating on driving suddenly rose up, and the action was so fast that he only felt that he found that there was an unbearable severe pain in his wrist in front of him, as if the bones were about to be crushed, and the fingers that were originally pulled to the trigger were no longer under his control, and he could not press it at all even if he had already touched it.

This kind of aggrieved feeling that he had clearly seen the victory in his own hands, but he couldn't hold it, made the big man's face distort, and he almost wanted to go crazy.

"As I said, you're a bunch of shit. ”

Li Futu hung half of his body between the two cars, looking at the big man's face with a sarcastic and playful gaze, with a smile on his face but cold to the bone, and his tone was cold.

"Damn, you're the shit!"

No man would like to be described as a waste, let alone a man on the road, although he was afraid of Li Futu's terrible strength, it was still impossible for the big man to sit still, a roar exploded from the tip of his tongue, and the green tendons on his neck were exposed, and he forcibly endured the heart-piercing pain, and the fingers that pulled the trigger were extremely difficult, little by little.

"Still want to resist?"

The fierce wind whistling between the two cars ruffled Li Futu's broken hair, but it couldn't disturb his sharp gaze, staring at the big man who still had no intention of dying, and a very penetrating sneer passed through the whistling wind, making the big man's eyes suddenly tighten.

With the gradual exertion of Li Futu's left hand, the corners of the big man's eyes twitched violently, his fierce face became extremely red, his eyes widened and almost cracked, and the scarlet bloodshot in his eye sockets looked chilling.

What kind of power is that?!

The hand that seemed to be like a pianist didn't seem to have much strength, but at this moment it was like an indestructible iron tong to clamp his wrist to death, so that this big man couldn't resist at all, even if he had been fighting on the road for many years, experienced a lot of bloody rain, and was slashed by a machete and was shot by a cold bullet, he was also called an iron-blooded man, but at this moment he still couldn't bear it in the face of the heart-wrenching pain on his wrist, his eyes seemed to be about to burst and stared at Li Futu who was smiling coldly outside the empty car door, his face turned from abnormal flush to pale like white paper, and he finally let go of his hand as soon as his teeth loosened。

The black pistol lost control, slipped out of his hand, and fell straight down the road in the gap between the two vehicles that collided with each other.

Knowing that he would eventually be unable to resist, Dahan simply gave up the handrail with his left hand and grabbed the pistol in mid-air at the moment of letting go, risking losing his balance and falling out of the car, he also had to get the pistol back, so that he could re-kill the target of this operation.

It's a pity that he is fast Li Futu is faster than him, no one knows better than Li Futu himself in the control of his strength, where is the bottom line for ordinary people to endure Li Futu knows it even better, even if this big man is a big gangster who has experienced a lot of life and death struggles, but at most he is a little stronger than ordinary people, after he exerts his strength again, he knows that it is absolutely impossible for the big man to continue to resist.

Almost at the moment when the pistol fell, Li Futu let go of the big man's wrist, his eyes were like electricity, and his left hand drew an elegant and sharp arc to take the lead and hold the pistol firmly in his hand, so that the left hand that followed by the big man fell into the air.

"Let go of Lao Tzu!"

Seeing that the pistol was snatched away, the big man naturally couldn't give up, his eyes widened angrily, a rolling roar burst out of his mouth, and his left hand turned into a fist, enveloping his full of grievances and anger to break through the hunting wind whistling through the two workshops, and slammed into Li Futu's wrist holding the gun with great momentum. If the blow worked, he was confident that his fist the size of an iron pot could smash the opponent's wrist bone!

Even if he couldn't get it, it would be impossible for Li Futu to snatch the gun.

Since he succeeded, Li Futu didn't plan to continue to entangle with the other party, but when he saw that the big man actually punched him alive and dead, his heart to turn around suddenly faded, a cold light flashed in his deep eyes, and his fingers turned smartly, and the pistol turned in his hand like an arm, adjusting the handle of the gun to meet the fist that had come.

"Bang!"

Dahan only felt a slight numbness in his fists, but there was not much pain. Seeing Li Futu attack with the handle of the gun, he was not a little surprised, on the contrary, he was a little happy, because he was just trying to grab the gun, and if he could knock the gun out of Li Futu's hands with one blow, no one would get it, and that would be an acceptable result.

But there was an incomparably huge gap between the idea and the reality, and even made him a little incredulous, after colliding with his fist, the pistol was still firmly held by the man, and the force of his blast seemed to be like a mud cow entering water, without causing a single wave, and he didn't even seem to see the man's wrist tremble slightly.

This can't be, this can't be!

The blow did not even have a single effect, and the hideous gaze of the big man became trance, staring at Li Futu in a daze, and lost the courage to continue to do it for a while. Half of this man's body is suspended in the air, the hand holding the gun has no way to borrow strength, he knows how much strength he has, he once could blast the sandbag with one punch, but at this time, under the hard blow, the man's wrist did not even shake slightly, what a huge gap this is?

How appalling this man's arm strength will be!

He couldn't believe that the strength he was proud of didn't even have the strength to fight back in front of this man, and the steel teeth clenched and wanted to use his right hand, but with a little force, he felt the pain like ants eating his bones, and he couldn't hold it at all. The big man frowned, knowing that after Li Futu's pinch just now, his right hand was probably useless at this time.

In desperation, he had to wave his left hand again, this time he didn't use his fist again, his eyes were fixed on Li Futu's wrist, just like Li Futu had just dealt with him, he wanted to do the same.

"That's what you want?"

Li Futu's face turned bright, he opened his mouth lukewarmly, played with the snatched pistol, glanced at the big man, and suddenly threw it into the air without hesitation, letting it fall to the ground.

The big man pinched Li Futu's wrist as he wished, and he had already glanced back reluctantly, because of the speed of the car, the pistol that fell to the ground was already invisible for a while.

"Now that that thing has been thrown away by me, can you let go of my hand?" Li Futu stared at the big man playfully, his expression seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, and his face was gloomy.

"Lao Tzu let you die!"

Dahan retracted his gaze, turned his head and stared at Li Futu with a hideous roar, and his left hand suddenly pushed back, he wanted to use his surging strength to drag this man over.

Feeling his wrist tightened, Li Futu's eyes were half-narrowed, and a soft sigh sounded in the wind.

"It's really overwhelming. ”

If you reach out to someone else, you may be held by someone as well. The angry man seemed to have forgotten at this time that there was a huge gap between this man's strength and him. Maybe he didn't forget, but didn't dare to remember.

As the light sigh dispersed with the wind, Li Futu's wrist shook, and the big man only felt a mysterious strength coming, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand slightly, his pupils suddenly snapped for a moment, and he hurriedly remedied it after subconsciously realizing that something was wrong, and after a second, he imprisoned Li Futu's wrist again, but it was only for a second, but it was already too late.

In a second's time, Li Futu had already held Dahan's wrist with his backhand with the help of a tricky arc change. The two of them were holding each other's palms opposite each other at the moment, looking at each other.

The big man's eyes were dilated, and Li Futu smiled softly.

"Do you want to compete with me?"

When the words landed, the corners of Li Futu's mouth outlined a touch of disdain, and the muscles and bones of his right arm suddenly contracted, and he turned back suddenly.

The burly man had no ability to resist at all, maybe he didn't resist at all, or maybe he didn't resist at all, or he didn't have the slightest effect of resisting, and the whole person was like paper paste, and he was effortlessly dragged out of the Buick by Li Futu.

"As I said earlier, maybe the dead will be you shit. ”

"It seems that you did not take my words to heart. ”

Li Futu's sigh disappeared with the wind, and with it, there was the seemingly vigorous life of the big man.

The big man was dragged into the gap between the two cars, and then was thrown down by Li Futu, just like throwing away the gun just now, his eyes were calm.

The stout body rolled on the ground with huge inertia, and his body and face became tattered due to friction, and then he was run over under the wheels by the Buick car that could not stop at the back, and the miserable wail in the big man's mouth stopped instantly.

Suddenly, a touch of demonic blood bloomed in the wind, and the people in the Buick car behind were stunned to look at the blood beads splashed from under the car, and they were dazzled.