Breaking the cocoon didn't take these three people in his eyes in the first place, since the bald head wants to do it himself, even if he is soft now, it is useless.

Therefore, when he saw this person rushing over by himself, he hit him the bridge of his nose with his forehead, knocking him directly to the ground.

The man screamed, covered his nose with his hands and rolled on the ground.

This time, not only did no one expect the two of them, but Zhang Mingming didn't expect it, his face turned white as soon as he brushed the ground, and cold sweat flowed down, holding the car, shaking even more, unable to speak.

"you, I'm going to kill you today. When the other two people saw that they dared to make a move, they yelled, and they all rushed towards him.

The two men hit one left and one right, and they punched through the cocoon.

Judging from the momentum of these two people's punches, Breaking the Cocoon knew that these two people would not be ordinary gangsters, they must be people who often fight.

And he is also a very ruthless person.

Breaking the cocoon bends his elbow to block a punch from the left, dodging the punch on the right, and at the same time punching the person on the right as well.

"Do you want to kill someone?" Cheng Lao said lightly.

Breaking the cocoon, he realized that his punch was a little fierce just now, and he hurriedly retracted his strength, but at this time, a foot on the left side had kicked towards his lower abdomen.

Originally, it was very easy to deal with these two people with the skill of breaking the cocoon, but because of the punch just now, his mind was slightly confused, and his lower abdomen was really kicked by this kick.

Breaking the cocoon is born with internal force in his body, but he doesn't know how to use it, although his physical fitness is strong, the strength of this foot is not small, and he still feels very painful.

Even if it hurts, he knows that he has to control himself, in case these people are seriously injured, it will not be a matter of losing money, he doesn't want to go to the detention center before being chased by those people, and he will go to the prison cell.

But even so, he didn't want to be too passive.

He took a big step forward, shouldered his shoulder, and pushed the man on his right straight out with his shoulder, slamming into their car. Looking at the man's grinning expression, it should have been hit lightly.

The man on the left saw that the cocoon seemed to be very capable of fighting, and hurriedly shouted: "Copy the guy, kill this dog mongrel." ”

Breaking the cocoon pushed away the man's punch, a slap was slapped on his face, and five red fingerprints immediately appeared.

"the mud horse. The man who had broken his nose got up with another person, ran to the side of the car and pulled the door, one with a steel pipe and the other with a sheet metal hand.

Just now, the man also ran away and took out a dagger from the car.

The three of them, each with a weapon in their hands, looked at the cocoon viciously, divided into a triangle, and surrounded the cocoon in the middle.

The cocoon's hands are not very heavy, but it is enough for them, especially the person who was hit and had a nosebleed constantly, covering his nose with one hand and holding an iron rod in the other, and the violent meaning in his eyes was as if he wanted to tear the cocoon apart.

They all knew that the person in front of them was very capable of fighting, and he seemed a little cautious, without the previous frenzy.

Breaking the cocoon leaned against the car body and quietly looked at the three people in front of him.

If he wasn't afraid of killing them, he would at least make these three people lose their combat effectiveness if he made a move just now.

Breaking the cocoon and glancing back at Zhang Mingming, he saw that Zhang Mingming was also looking at him, revealing a nervous and complicated expression.

"You drive first. Breaking Cocoon smiled, "I will leave Wutong Town, this time as a farewell." ”

Maybe Zhang Mingming also knew that he couldn't help if he stayed here, and he was scared. He squeezed out a reluctant smile at the broken cocoon, opened the car door, and got inside.

One of the other parties glanced at the black car, and saw that he had not received the instruction to intercept Zhang Mingming, so he didn't care about Zhang Mingming starting the car.

Seeing Zhang Mingming leaving, Breaking the Cocoon looked at the three people opposite, and asked expressionlessly, "If I guessed correctly, it should be the bald head who forcibly called you here." If he's in the car, it's best to call him down. ”

The black sedan was still parked, smoke wafting out of the open window on one side.

The three of them glanced at each other, and instead of being surprised by the cocoon's guess at the person behind them, they slowly pressed towards him with a hideous face.

When they were two meters away from the cocoon, the three of them had a tacit understanding to move at the same time.

The iron rod swept towards his waist.

The dagger slammed into the lower abdomen.

The sheet metal hand smashed head-on.

When he was in the orphanage, he fought a lot, and it wasn't until he was twelve years old that he felt his strength growing, and since then, every time he fights with friends at the orphanage or classmates at school, he deliberately keeps his hands open.

Although so far, he has not been able to use his strength well, at least he will not hurt people too badly.

In addition to strength, he also has a specialty, which is speed.

He ran at full speed comparable to a car at fifty yards, and could run for half an hour.

Ever since he could feel the warm trickle in his lower abdomen yesterday, he felt as if his body had changed again.

As for what the change is, he doesn't know very well, but he feels that his whole body is very comfortable and energetic.

The speed of the three people in front of him was, in his eyes, at most the speed of a bicycle, and very slow.

In winter, the sun is just as shining.

The dagger that emitted a cold light, drawing a white line in the sunlight.

The dark but shiny iron rod, with an indomitable momentum, is amazing.

Although the hand is short, the whistling in the sunlight and cold wind when it is smashed out makes people feel chills unexpectedly.

Three objects, divided into three places, staggered towards the middle of the cocoon. If it is any blow in the body, it may not be fatal, but it is not something that ordinary people can bear.

He leaned sideways, avoiding the dagger that stabbed him in the lower abdomen.

Raised his left foot and kicked forward on the wrist holding the iron bar, almost kicking the man around, and the iron bar flew straight out of the lane.

Taking advantage of the momentum, he grabbed the wrist holding the sheet metal hand, dragged him behind him, and threw the person out directly, falling heavily into the lane, and was almost run over by a passing car.

At this moment, the dagger stabbed into the air, and the man involuntarily rushed forward, and this rush hit the knee that had been retracted and pushed up.

The man screamed, and the dagger was out of his hand, clutching his stomach and rolling on the ground.

The road is carved into a mountain and is a mountain road with no trees on either side, only cliffs.

The wind continued to blow.

The sun is still shining and gentle.

On the cliff still stood the withered yellow grass in the wind, gently swaying, not celebrating, just shaking.

There are a few dwarf shrubs growing on the cliff, standing there hard like a person, not moving with the wind, not feeling the sun, like a lonely person, exuding the cold of withering life.

In a total of only three or four seconds, two of the three fell to the ground, but the most serious was the man with the dagger, holding his stomach and unable to stand up.