I saw that the man in the sweatshirt in front of me suddenly shot a jab in my chest, and I couldn't dodge it, and I was hit by this, and there was a sudden stabbing pain in my chest, as if I had been hit by a sharp object.

After taking such a beating, I also shot directly at the head of the man in the sweatshirt. But to my surprise, the man in the sweatshirt crouched down before I could shoot, as if he had predicted that I was going to shoot, and my shot was naturally empty.

This person is not simple, I was surprised and I also felt the strength of this sweatshirt man, he must have been a person who had crawled and fought on the battlefield.

At this time, the man in the sweatshirt also approached me directly in an instant, and he was able to restrain me from shooting in front of me. This man is very intelligent and knows how to act in his own favor.

Seeing him approaching me, I gave up the idea of shooting, twisted my waist violently, and the hook on my right hand hit the cheek of the man in the sweatshirt who was approaching me.

The sweatshirt man's eyes also noticed my attack at a glance, and I saw that he raised his left hand to block my uppercut, leaned down and hit my chin with his left hand and a uppercut.

I couldn't spare time to resist this uppercut for a while, and in an instant I felt a huge force from my chin, and after eating this punch, my head instantly buzzed, and my gums and my jaw hurt so badly that my consciousness was a little blurry.

You must know that the chin is a human weakness, and if you want to let your opponent fall to the ground in the boxing ring, many fighters will choose to attack the opponent's chin with a heavy punch, and as long as a heavy punch hits, the opponent will lose consciousness and fall to the ground.

Because the jaw is connected to the human nerve, as long as it is hit hard, the nerve will enter a brief occlusion phase, which is used to cushion the force of the blow. Of course, this is only a temporary vertigo, but a brief vertigo on the battlefield is also a fatal mistake.

I took a deep breath and instantly retreated, and although my steps were unsteady, I had no choice but to avoid being knocked out during this vertigo period.

Sure enough, the moment I retreated, a strong wind blew in front of me.

It seems that this sweatshirt man wanted to take advantage of the victory and chase me directly.

At this time, my back was against the door of the sticker machine, I knew that I had no way back, I shook my head, and my consciousness was restored, if it weren't for the recovery ability given to me by the Mourning Angel Elixir, I guess I would still be slaughtered by others.

The moment I regained consciousness, I also saw an infinitely enlarged fist in front of me, I cursed, and suddenly dodged the frontal jab with a side slide.

Although this man is not as strong or fast as me, he has a much better grasp of the timing and speed of his attacks than I do.

I slid sideways to his left side, and before the man in the sweatshirt could recover from it, I threw away the pistol in my left hand and made a quick punch with my right hand.

The pistol had become a burden for me at this point, and if the man in the sweatshirt had been pestering me at close range, I would have no chance to shoot, and shooting indiscriminately would only waste bullets.

But at this moment, the originally defenseless sweatshirt man in front of me had turned around suddenly, blocked his hands in front of him, and blocked my punch hard.

At this time, I also noticed the cocoon on his fist, Ma Dan, this person must have been boxing a lot, the same as the square face I had hit at the beginning.

I quickly followed up when I missed, and I was able to break down the defense of the man in the sweatshirt when he was just establishing his defensive stance.

My fists kept coming out to create a rhythm with the footsteps that followed me, and I used the power of my waist rotation to the extreme of my career. The most important thing is that I learned living human boxing, which made me more aware of how strong my body strength is.

The man in the sweatshirt in front of me was also a little passive by my constant attack, and for a while he could only block his arms in front of him to defend against my attack, and his body was constantly retreating, but this place was very small, and he didn't take a few steps back, and the man in the sweatshirt was also blocked in the corner by me.

The moment the man in the sweatshirt retreated into the corner, I quickly punched him in the arm, and the man in the sweatshirt still defended, but at this time, I took a deep breath and hit the man in the sweatshirt head from top to bottom.

The man in the sweatshirt who ate my punch was obviously blinded by me, and the defense of his arms in front of him was exposed, and I took the opportunity to hurry forward to follow, and my fist turned into a point and hit the death hole in his chest. After eating my point, the body of the man in the sweatshirt suddenly paused, and he collapsed on the ground after a while.

The series of attacks also greatly drained my physical strength, and the man in the sweatshirt in front of me sat down on the ground, also relieved, and exhaled the air.

The man in the sweatshirt who was slumped on the ground had his eyes wide open, and the pupils in his eyes were constantly dilating, which I knew was a sign of fainting.

I stepped forward and grabbed the head of the man in the sweatshirt and smashed it against the wall behind him, only to hear a "bang", the head of the man in the sweatshirt hit the wall hard and made a muffled sound, and the man in the sweatshirt woke up instantly.

"Ahh Whew..."The man in the sweatshirt screamed in pain, then gasped.

The man in the sweatshirt reached out and tried to break away from my grip on him, but his strength at this time was nothing, and even a child's strength was greater than his.

"Tell me, who are you riding the horse, and why are you following me?" I yelled at the newly awake man in the sweatshirt.

"You, you're going to die.," said the man in the trench coat, shaking his head.

I squinted my eyes, it seems that this man in the sweatshirt will not choose to speak, I grabbed his head against the wall and smashed it again, although the man in the trench coat had resistance, but he could not resist my strength, naturally his head smashed on the hard wall again.

"If you don't say it, then don't blame me, we all have different goals, but now you are in the way of my actions. I whispered coldly to the man in the sweatshirt who was once again approaching unconsciousness.

At this time, the man in the sweatshirt was leaning against the wall, his hands attached to the wall, his eyes were half-open, and he seemed to be not far from a coma.

I raised my foot and kicked the man in the sweatshirt in the neck, only to hear a crisp click, there was not a drop of blood on the sweatshirt man's body, but he had lost his life.

My kick was fatal, and the man in the sweatshirt couldn't have survived.

The man in the sweatshirt fell to the ground, I leaned down and touched the man in the sweatshirt, and on the man in the sweatshirt I touched a mobile phone and the Bluetooth headset on his ear, and everything else was gone.

This phone is not unlocked with fingerprints, it seems that you can only enter through the password, I pressed the power button and gave up using the phone, and looked at this Bluetooth headset instead.

I thought about it and put on the Bluetooth headset, and suddenly a man's voice came to my ears.

"Viper, what's wrong with you? are you still there?" the man's voice sounded like he was in his forties, and his tone was very anxious.

It seems that this sweatshirt man is called Viper..... I looked at the man in the sweatshirt who was already lifeless, and I thought to myself.

"He's dead. At this time, I said out loud.

"You're the one the viper is following, aren't you?" the man was a little stunned when he heard my voice, but he recovered in an instant and said.

"Yes, I am the person you want to target, are you the dog of the Pan family, or the dog of the Luo family?"

"You're thinking too much, we're not dogs....."

"Then which turtle grandson are you who want to attack me?"