Outside the office there were two men, both leaning obscenely by the window.

They turned their backs to me and looked inside the window, as if they wanted to watch an exciting live broadcast.

Lao Tzu is really hot, Tang Mingyu actually threatened me with Huanhuan's chastity and life, which made me almost crazy, and I wanted to slaughter them a bunch of miscellaneous pieces!

But I slowed down my running and tried to keep myself from making a sound of footsteps.

I learned Fu Longxing's running posture, and the whole person was like a big cat carnivore, pulling out the fruit knife in his trouser pocket and pounced quickly and silently.

Covering the mouth of the man on the right, I looked hideous and cruel.

Without the slightest hesitation, I clenched my fists with both hands and slammed them into his temples.

The temple is the weakest part of the skull, with a thickness of only 1-2 mm at the thinnest part of the plate, and a middle cerebral artery below the temple. If it is violently hit, it is easy to cause blood vessels to rupture and bleed, causing intracranial hematomas and causing people to fall into a coma.

Of course, such a violent blow is likely to cause a big incident. If the injury is not treated in time, it may even cause death.

But Lao Tzu had no choice!

I haven't learned Fu Longxing's naked choke at their fingertips, if you want to make people unconscious and lose consciousness and combat effectiveness, you must use this reckless violent means!

After a "bang", I screamed in front of me, trying to turn my head and look back.

However, the moment he saw my face, he rolled his eyes, and the whole person fell to the ground with a "poof".

Such a movement also instantly alarmed the person on the left.

In a panic, he stepped aside suddenly, and stretched out one hand into his coat, as if to pull out the dick, and shouted in his mouth: "Grass and mud horses, who is it?!"

But since Lao Tzu had all burst out and wanted to take them by surprise, how could he be stunned and give him a chance to react?

I roared violently, took two steps to follow, and stabbed the fruit knife in my hand directly into his divine acupoint.

This knife stabbed this black society, and with a muffled sound of "poof", the fruit knife stabbed into it decisively.

The frustration of a knife in my hand made me feel a sense of revenge.

But it's a pity that this man's subconscious dodging action in a panic, coupled with my hurried knife, this knife failed to accurately hit the Shenque acupoint.

Really, if this knife stabbed Shenque, Lao Tzu kept him, even if he had an iron will, he would have to be reduced to a waste person who could only cry in these few hours.

Even if I missed this stab, the fruit knife was not sharp enough to pierce too deeply, and this man still cried out in pain.

But Tang Mingyu's subordinates seem to have never been afraid of anyone in the point of "fighting ruthlessly".

Even if he was stabbed in the abdomen, maybe even his intestines were pierced, this forced man gritted his teeth and pulled out a handful of mountain openers.

I jerked out the fruit knife, and blood gushed out, soaking the man's abdomen with a bloody red patch.

But this man, like Nima's madness, couldn't tell whether he was crying or roaring, but he turned his pain into anger and slashed at me with a slash!

One inch is long and one inch is strong, this truth is too simple to understand.

Compared to the forty-centimeter-long mountain knife in his hand, the fruit knife in my hand seemed too short, and I had to retreat in a hurry.

But even so, the cold blade slashed across my face.

All I felt was a chill on my face, followed by a burning pain.

The knife slashed across the left side of my forehead and pulled diagonally to the right corner of my mouth. Blood suddenly seeped out, and even blood dripped into his left eye.

The left side of the line of sight suddenly turned scarlet, and the left eye was also so uncomfortable that it could only be closed tightly, not daring to open it.

In just a few moments, I felt a chill spread all over my body, and a layer of fine goosebumps appeared on my arms, and even my fucking back bones were cold!

My heart was beating wildly and pumping blood, I was really scared, I almost thought I would die under this knife!

No kidding, if I hadn't retreated in time, this knife would definitely not only break the phase, but also kill me if I cut the skull!

Lao Tzu is not the first time to use the knife, he is indecisive and young, and he knows that the more this situation is, the more he can't be cowardly, otherwise he will really die and have no life.

So I burst out of my throat with a beastly roar, both to boost my momentum and to embolden myself.

I didn't retreat, I took a sharp step.

is just this kind of majestic and high-spirited posture, and he wants to burn with people and jade, no matter how you look at it, there is no advance or retreat.

The man across from me thought the same thing, but he didn't intimidate at all, and even showed a hideous and distorted look, and stabbed me in the chest with extreme ferocity!

He's a ruthless guy who'd rather fight with me for guts.

If I choose to stab him hard, obviously he will be stabbed at me first.

But I look like a mad dog, but when I actually take only one step under my feet, it means that I have other ideas.

It's a pity that in this life-and-death situation, this sand sculpture seems to only think about fighting fiercely, and doesn't think about how to use his brain.

"Smack!"

I stomped on the ground, and suddenly my feet took on a strange triangular posture.

Two-word pliers sheep and horses!

Lao Tzu practices every day to die or live, although the stability of the next plate is not how awesome, but it is definitely not what it used to be, and it is like two people who have not practiced before.

My center of gravity sank, my calf muscles tensed, and I jerked backwards.

At this moment, I saw the man in front of me widen his eyes, and the blade in his hand was almost brushed against my face.

Without giving him a chance to slash down, I shot like lightning, and the fruit knife stabbed directly into his palm.

Lao Tzu exerted his strength to eat, and this knife directly exposed a scarlet blade from the palm of his hand, piercing his palm!

"Ahh

Fortunately, the distance was very short, and it didn't give the blade any acceleration, only a shallow blood mark on my face, and I slid to the side, falling to the ground with the crisp sound of "dangchang".

I slammed the back of the man's head and slammed it to the ground with a thud.

Li Xiaoyun's panicked voice came from the office, and a man also asked angrily, "What's going on?!"

But I didn't pay attention to it at all, just brutally pressed the man in my hand, and kept hitting the ground like crazy.

After a series of "clanging" sounds, he was already crying and begging for mercy, and there was a pool of red blood on the ground.

Next to the pool of blood in the middle, there were dots of blood splattered like falling plums.