"Indecent"?

In fact, this is just Fan Guoyi's natural conditional reaction and not deliberate, besides, sometimes you can't pay attention to the so-called fairness in the battle, and the trick that can knock the opponent down is the best.

If there is any righteousness and brightness in that kind of life-and-death battle, then the so-called bright side probably doesn't know how many times it has died.

Sometimes you have to kill the enemy by any means!

If you're merciful, you'll have to die, and if you're ruthless, maybe you'll be the one who wins.

After the Oriental man finished scolding, he handed back the scalpel he had originally held in his left hand to his right hand, and it seemed that he was going to use a cold weapon.

Fan Guoyi suddenly put away his contempt, seeing that the other party meant that he was going to let go of his hands and feet, Rao was so, he still didn't pay too much attention to this Oriental.

After all, through the battle just now, Fan Guoyi had roughly guessed what level the opponent's skills were, and even if the opponent tried his best, he might not be his opponent.

But he was not careless, because many facts have proved that the careless side often loses their lives because of a small loss.

"Use a knife! Yes, if you can't beat it, use a weapon!" Fan Guoyi sneered, and his tone was full of contempt.

"Can you use such a nasty move that you won't allow me to use a knife?

The small scalpel in the hands of the Oriental people glows with a faint light, and it looks very sharp.

You must know that the scalpel is used for the patient's surgery, and if it is not sharp, it will only increase the pain of the patient, think about the feeling of cutting meat with a sharp blade and a saw, the sharp blade will pass at once, but the saw can only be sawed slowly, how can ordinary people understand the pain in this?

When the Oriental attacked, he shook the scalpel in his hand, and a ray of light came into Fan Guoyi's eyes, Fan Guoyi had to squint his eyes, and at the same time raised his left hand, trying to block the dazzling light.

At this moment, the Oriental scalpel had come to him and stabbed him hard in the chest......

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, Fan Guoyi took two steps back, avoiding the edge of the opponent's knife, but it was still a little late, and the clothes on his left hand had been cut by the opponent's knife, and a cut was made on his hand.

Fortunately, Fan Guoyi retreated quickly, otherwise the knife would have penetrated deep into his heart, and he was already lying down.

Feeling the coldness coming from his hand, Fan Guoyi's brows furrowed tightly, Nima, it seems that he still underestimated this Oriental, he didn't expect that the other party knew how to use light to cause visual distress to himself, and when he raised his hand to block it, he suddenly accelerated and slashed himself.

"Hehe!" the Oriental man smiled, not in a hurry to make up for the second knife immediately, but just looked at the knife in his hand, there was a trace of blood hanging on the tip of the knife, and the Oriental slowly approached the scalpel to his mouth, stretched out his tongue, and licked it gently.

"Delicious! This is the delicious taste of the world! Now I can't wait to drink your blood......" The eyes of the Oriental showed a bloodthirsty light, staring at Fan Guoyi's eyes as if he had listed the other party as his prey.

"Dead pervert!" Fan Guoyi scolded in a low voice, glanced at the injury on his hand, and felt that it was no big deal, so he put his heart down.

"I've heard that drinking human blood on a full moon night is the most exciting! Tonight, you are my goal!" said the Oriental arrogantly pointing a scalpel at Fan Guoyi and Wang Meng.

"Guoyi, are you okay?" Wang Meng saw that Fan Guoyi was injured, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked.

Although he is a person who is accustomed to seeing life and death, he is still a little sad when he sees the person who has been following him injured, and then he is angry, very angry.

These damn Orientals, when they are well, they must be cleaned up properly! Wang Meng has already included the Orientals who dare to attack him on the death list in his heart.

The reason why Wang Meng has never had the intention of making a move since the last attack is because he really doesn't want to cause too many things, and he intends to retreat behind the scenes, so he naturally leaves everything to Wang Qin.

But no matter how much the person can endure is again and again, and he will be angry under the attack of the other party, you don't want to save face, and continue to make trouble, then don't blame the need for blood debt and blood to repay when the time comes!

Wang Meng also knew about Wang Qin's affairs abroad over the years, that is, he called him back in order to protect Lu Mengfei's technology, and deliberately kept him away from that bloody life, and planned to hand over the Feilong Group to him to take care of, but he didn't expect that he was still not at peace under such circumstances, which made him feel angry somewhat.

At this time, the Oriental people didn't know the fire in Wang Meng's heart, and they didn't understand why until the entire organization was overturned by Wang Qin in the future.

"I'm fine, don't worry! I'll kill this devil today. Fan Guoyi saw Wang Meng asking himself, he was very moved, he hadn't been doing things with Wang Meng's side for a long time, he didn't expect that he was injured tonight because of carelessness, but this injury made him feel Wang Meng's strong concern again, and this injury was worth it to him!

People need to be cared for, even if it's just a little bit at some point, maybe it will move the person.

"Be careful, don't be careless!" Wang Meng naturally knew Fan Guoyi's ability, so he just told him.

"Well, you'll just wait and see how I clean him up. Fan Guoyi was suddenly full of pride, he had to take down this Oriental in a very short time, otherwise he would feel very embarrassed in front of Wang Meng.

"Okay!" Wang Meng just said a good word, and did not speak again.

Because the roll just now pulled the wound on his body, he endured the pain at this time, but in order not to worry Fan Guoyi, he never showed anything wrong.

"Poof, have you talked enough? Do you want to fight? If you don't want to fight, surrender!" Oriental looked at these two men with contempt for being so hypocritical, in his eyes, this kind of person is destined to become a big thing, because from the perspective of Oriental people, people who procrastinate too much in advance often can't become a big climate.

"Roar, die, Oriental!"

Fan Guoyi let out a low roar and rushed towards the Orientals.

"Die, who is not necessarily dead!" The Oriental people looked at Fan Guoyi with disdain and rushed over, the blood on the scalpel in his hand had been licked off by him, and it was still bright and sharp.

Fan Guoyi rushed over!

The Orientals rushed over with a scalpel!

When Fan Guoyi was about to approach the Oriental, the fist in his hand had already swung up and smashed into the Oriental's face.

"Poof!" a chuckle came out of the Oriental man's mouth, and the scalpel in his hand stabbed Fan Guoyi's fist.

"Phew!"

The Orientals staggered back a few steps in embarrassment.

Things were beyond his expectations, the scalpel in his hand not only did not pierce Fan Guoyi's fist, but was kicked by Fan Guoyi's foot.

It turned out that Fan Guoyi's fist was a feint, and when he was about to smash the scalpel of the Easterners, he suddenly withdrew his fists, but his feet had already kicked at the Easterners' stomachs.

Fortunately, the Oriental reacted relatively quickly, and his stomach shrank back a few centimeters, unloading most of the power of Fan Guoyi's kick, and he still couldn't stop staggering back a few steps.

At this moment, Fan Guoyi's fist swung again.

Seeing this, the Oriental did not use a knife to block, but only used his left hand to open Fan Guoyi's fist, this time, he didn't dare to be careless, and focused on Fan Guoyi's lower body.

However, this time, Fan Guoyi did not kick, but put his power through his fist.

"Whew!" Fan Guoyi's fist slammed into the Oriental's left hand.

"Click!"

Receiving a heavy blow, the Toyo's elbow rattled.

You must know that Fan Guoyi's punch had already absorbed a large part of the strength, but when it touched the elbow of the Oriental, it suddenly accelerated, and the strength increased by a few points.

So the Oriental was hit in the elbow by Fan Guoyi's heavy punch in this situation, and the bones were already broken several pieces.

The Oriental hurriedly retreated, and the pain in his heart made him dizzy for a moment, but fortunately, the overall quality of his body was relatively good, and he couldn't hold back and didn't call out.

"Okay, this trick is used well! I didn't expect you to use this trick more and more skillfully!" Wang Meng saw Fan Guoyi use this trick on the side, and couldn't help but applaud him.

This move was summed up by Fan Guoyi in actual combat, and it didn't seem to have much strength in this punch, but when it came into contact with the hand, it suddenly exerted force and smashed the strength on the opponent's body.

This is called inch strength in Chinese martial arts, that is, attacking the opponent at close range, and when the action is completed, it suddenly accelerates and contracts the muscles to emit a short, brittle burst of power.

And how to make a good inch of strength is also a key, it is to grasp the timing of the acceleration of the action, this time should be when the fist is relaxed to paste the opponent's skin (clothes), and then suddenly accelerate the maximum strength, so this is also commonly known as the force of the clothes. It often plays a role that makes the opponent unguardable, so as to hit the opponent.

You know, when Fan Guoyi followed Wang Meng, this trick was still very rusty, and I didn't expect that Fan Guoyi not only did not fall in the past few years, but used his idle time to constantly ponder how to exert his strength and how to perfect this trick, and some time ago I finally had an understanding, and what I didn't expect was that I had the opportunity to use it on the Oriental people today.

"Die, Dongyang!" Fan Guoyi roared, and did not stop attacking, his leg was already raised, and he smashed it at the Dongyang......