You are shameless, and I am even more shameless.

He Zilong was like a monkey, squatting down to grab it, covering with the other hand, so that his right hand would go directly to the monkey to steal the peach.

The indigenous man who couldn't use his hands, because his vision was blocked, and even when he noticed the change in the lightning flash, he didn't have his hands to use, so he couldn't stop He Zilong's movements at all.

In fact, He Zilong's movements seem to be obscene, but he knows that when the other party takes medicine, the pain must be basically 0, even if the little brother is injured, it will not hurt the egg, and his leg will kick himself, and he will be seriously injured if he changes it, and it will not be counted.

Therefore, it is important that knowledge is power.

Because, He Zilong seems to be attacking the other party's little brother, but in fact he is not. Instead, he attacked a nerve in his thigh in that position, poking a nerve in his inner thigh, and suddenly, the nerve pulled the muscle, and the leg he kicked out involuntarily paused.

The attack on He Zilong's leg naturally stopped, and he was numb and weak for a while.

Taking this opportunity, He Zilong drilled forward, raised his shoulders and raised his hips, and threw the indigenous man who had lost the function of his hands out again. Of course, it was still thrown at another Aboriginal man like a punching bag.

That indigenous guy is also a guy who eats a smart and doesn't increase his wisdom, of course, it may be that he has taken medicine, his mind is not clear, and he doesn't flash when he sees the sandbag smashed over.

As a result, He Zilong was thrown together again, and both fell to the ground.

This series of attacks is not limited to this. He Zilong let go of his palm, and two things appeared, one was from the arms of the indigenous man who had just thrown it out, and snatched a handful of their herbs. It doesn't matter so much, study it later, and put it in your arms first.

One is that he snatched the bone spur weapon in the hand of the indigenous man who lost the function of his hands, and now it's okay, this thing is not a weapon, but it has the function of a weapon. You used to be boring, but now it's my turn to be even more shameless.

So, in the next second, He Zilong happily put this thing on his finger.

Now, if he attacks, the lethality can be doubled, and even hitting the vital part, it is possible to kill people directly.

"Ula ......", "Ula ......", "Ula ......", "Ula ......", "Ula ......"

Suddenly, in the indigenous procession not far away, another voice sounded. They seem to be choosing, which of the natives to go to war next. But that's not the point, the point is that in the blink of an eye, another native, who seems to have been decided, is also on the battlefield.

He Zilong was a little speechless, turned to look at the captain and asked, "Half an hour has passed......?"

Captain: "......"

He didn't speak, but his expression was like a bitter melon, which was equivalent to agreeing with He Zilong's words.

It's okay now, if that little bit of good just now becomes a dozen or three, it won't be much worth being happy about.

However, fortunately, the two indigenous men who had just smashed together did not get up for a long time. Regardless of why, He Zilong decided to fight quickly, and first knock down the fourth indigenous man who participated in the battle.

He was the latest to join the battle and had the strongest physical strength, but now is the time between the melees, and it is rare to be able to one-on-one, and the opportunity cannot be lost.

"Lao Tzu can fight ten of them, punch Nanshan Kindergarten, kick Zhongshan Nursing Home, you are a fart alone, ah hit ......" He Zilong was more active than the other party, and he was the first to attack with a direct charge.

He is now taking advantage of the breath not to be harmful, and he can't relax, otherwise he will be in trouble.

Fortunately, the combat effectiveness of this fourth native is not as good as the first three, and it is estimated that they wanted to use the quick battle method before, so they all fought the masters first. This generation is not as good as the generation!

He Zilong did not relent, he did it, he didn't say a word cleanly, and he was extremely cool. First punched him in the face, then a bone spur in the stomach, and then picked up a brick-like stone on the ground and smashed it directly into his head.

Ah's screams came, and the thing fell straight down.

Spike!

It's numb, I'm worried, it's just a scumbag, and it's useless.

He Zilong smiled on his face, and in addition, he realized that he could pick up stones on the ground and use them, and it was not a foul, so he knew that he had used it earlier.

However, looking back, the smile on He Zilong's face stiffened.

Because he saw that one of the indigenous men who stood up was also picking up the stone on the ground and threw it directly as a hidden weapon. It's even more boring than him!

I'll go!

"You wait...... I flash, I flash, I flash!" He Zilong scolded, but there was just a pile of stones there that could be used, but not on his own side. If you bend down and look for a stone carefully, you will definitely let the other party hit the head with a stone. So you can only dodge, just like playing a game to dodge sandbags.

I don't know how long I flashed, until I saw the fifth, and last, indigenous man, suddenly sneak up from behind. He Zilong realized that another half an hour had passed.

And at this time, his physical strength has really reached the limit.

No, I take medicine too.

He Zilong couldn't control it at this time, he really didn't have the physical strength. He also ate the indigenous herbs he had snatched from his bosom. After dodging the sneak attack of the fifth indigenous man, a minute later, the drug attacked.

He only felt that his heartbeat had reached a speed of more than 200 times a minute, and the normal range of human heartbeats was 60-100 beats per minute, and the optimal range was 60-80 beats per minute. If the heart beats more than 50 beats per minute, it is called sinus bradycardia, and if the heart beats more than 100 beats per minute, if it is sinus rate, it is called sinus tachycardia.

A large heartbeat can supply a large amount of qi, blood and oxygen in a short period of time, and the herb seems to have other special effects. At this moment, He Zilong only felt that he suddenly seemed to have recovered a lot of physical strength, and he accidentally let a stone thrown by the natives on the opposite side hit him, and Jingran didn't feel any pain at all?

It feels like it's open!

Almost the next step is to fight hard and hurt each other. He Zilong immediately knocked out the fifth garbage native man who came to the battlefield in the form of KO, turned around and braved the stone like a rain of bullets, and only dodged the vital parts, not afraid of the feeling of pain. Rushed over!

One wants your life, and the big cup smashes the door in the face is to play a game with that guy that ends up together. I have to say that this seven-wound boxing-style fight, if it is not an injury, is really practical.

At this point, the five challengers all fell to the ground. And after the calculation, it can be said that it is a dozen four!

All of these guys can fight, if they are placed in a civilized society, and if they fight those ordinary people, only every indigenous man can fight eight or nine without losing. In terms of combat effectiveness, this is indirectly equivalent to He Zilong having the combat power of 40-50 ordinary people in one person.

"I'm really tired and dizzy, no, I'm so dizzy, I'm going to sleep for a while......" Vaguely, He Zilong saw that there were many new natives in the forest in the distance, but at this time, he was completely out of energy, so he could only faint and fall asleep at fate.

Before he fell to the ground, he also saw Sakura and the indigenous beauty, running towards him like a race.

But these painting styles only stop here, and in the end I don't know, after all, he fainted.

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(End of chapter)