Uncle Liao's fighting ability is not strong, they are all real outlaws.

Although Chen Zhe and others have a good fighting strength, it is just a fight after all, and Uncle Liao and these people are directly killed.

If Chen Yifan was alone, it would be easy to deal with these people, after all, compared with the real masters who participated in the death training camp at the same time, these people were still far behind.

But now that Chen Yifan is carrying a fat man of nearly two hundred pounds, his mobility must be greatly reduced, and it is not easy to protect himself at this moment.

Seeing that Chen Yifan exuded a strong murderous aura all over his body, Uncle Liao and the others couldn't help but be surprised.

Zhang Wei and Meng Xingkong had already retreated to the end, and they didn't dare to step forward at this moment.

But although I was scared, I didn't stop talking for a moment. Meng Xingkong shouted: "Chen Yifan, you give me death, what are you bragging about here?" Uncle Liao, you go together." Kill him. ”

Meng Xingkong didn't actually want to kill him before, but judging from the strength that Chen Yifan has shown now, Meng Xingkong didn't dare to keep him at all.

If you don't kill Chen Yifan today, you will definitely face crazy revenge later.

Meng Xingkong also needs to study at Xiangcheng Medical University. He still needs to mix in Xiangcheng, and he can't leave such a time bomb by his side.

Both sides fell silent, as if they were looking for each other's flaws.

After all, Chen Yifan has traveled many times in life and death, and his heart is far beyond ordinary people, judging from the rhythm of his breathing, there will be no flaws exposed at all.

Uncle Liao also didn't dare to stop staring at Chen Yifan for a moment, and fine beads of sweat began to ooze from his palms.

His heart was shocked, but he was also excited, "I haven't experienced this nervous feeling for many years, this is the life I want!"

The corners of Uncle Liao's mouth were slightly hooked, and the invincible number one fighter beside Meng Xianglong seemed to be back.

At this moment, a man beside Uncle Liao suddenly swallowed a mouthful of spit, and the tense atmosphere was really uncomfortable.

It was such a subtle little action that was caught by Chen Yifan.

"It's now!"

He shook the slender steel bar in his hand suddenly, and the sharp and thin steel bar head was like a spear, and instantly forced back several people in front of him.

"Die!"

Chen Yifan kicked the ground with one leg, and even changed direction again when he was halfway forward, and the target he chose this time was the person who swallowed and foamed before.

Burst!

The dagger that Chen Yifan held in his mouth quickly slashed through the man's neck, and it was solved in an instant.

"Boy, look for death!"

Seeing that Chen Yifan also began to kill, Uncle Liao immediately couldn't hold back any longer, and the two daggers in his hands were like butterflies wearing flowers, drawing an incredible trajectory and stabbing at Chen Yifan alternately.

At this time, the men around him all roared angrily and rushed up desperately.

It doesn't matter if their playing style is reasonable or not, but this momentum of fighting for their lives is enough to shock people's hearts.

Bang bang bang!

It was just a face-to-face effort, and suddenly two more people fell.

Shhh

Chen Yifan's arm was stabbed again, almost hurting the bone.

"Whew!"

After the confrontation, the two sides were again pitted against each other.

Uncle Liao's book plus himself, there are only four people left. It happened to surround Chen Yifan in four directions.

Zhang Wei and Meng Xingkong in the distance were scared silly, although they have fought a lot of group fights since they were children, but they have only seen scenes like today on TV.

Zhang Wei swallowed and foamed involuntarily, his eyes were full of shock, and he looked at Meng Xingkong beside him, and he had almost the same expression.

"Damn, what the hell did the two of us mess with?"

Meng Xingkong didn't expect that he privately asked Uncle Liao to mobilize manpower to vent his anger, but he turned out to be so many people.

Before the two of them could react, a battle broke out again in front of them.

There are no fancy moves, only the simplest killing techniques.

The victory and defeat were quickly divided, and when Chen Yifan killed three more people, he was also stabbed in the waist.

Uncle Liao was forced back by the steel bar, holding a dagger in one hand, sweating profusely. Gasp.

Chen Yifan's thigh was already stained with blood, and too much blood flowed out of the round hole-shaped wound.

Only Uncle Liao was left alone, and Chen Yifan took the time to take out a few silver needles to seal several acupuncture points around the wound. Only then did some of the bleeding stop a little.

"Brother Fan...... Are you okay!" Wang Pang burst into tears, there were no wounds on his body, and those injuries that should have been suffered by him were all blocked by Chen Yifan.

But the result of this is: Chen Yifan was stabbed a few more times.

Although it was not enough to kill him, it would bleed to death for a long time.

Uncle Liao wiped the beads of sweat soaked into his eyes and slowly stood up straight. "Boy, you really surprise me, I've seen you once in my life. You are the second person I admire. ”

After speaking, his eyes narrowed, and the murderous aura suddenly filled the surroundings, "But today you still can't escape death!"

Uncle Liao's speed was very fast, and the cat suddenly rushed forward. He chose the range of Chen Yifan's injured leg.

He decided to gamble once, betting that Chen Yifan's leg was incompatible, even if it was only a half-second delay in action, it would be enough to kill him.

Chen Yifan instantly understood Uncle Liao's intentions. Leng snorted, "Look for death!"

The steel bar in his hand was thrown forward suddenly, trying to slow down Uncle Liao's movements.

As if he had already known Chen Yifan's movements, Uncle Liao supported the ground with one hand. The whole body took advantage of this to make a sharp brake and big turn.

When Uncle Liao rushed out again, he had already come behind Chen Yifan.

A trace of viciousness flashed in Uncle Liao's eyes, and he said coldly: "Let's kill this fat man first!"

Chen Yifan was startled and turned back suddenly.

But when he turned around. I only saw Uncle Liao's treacherous expression.

He didn't make a move, but waited for Chen Yifan to turn around before the dagger in his hand struck suddenly.

"Damn!" Chen Yifan's eyes were cold, and with one hand, several silver needles appeared in his hand, and suddenly attacked at close range, he couldn't dodge at all, so he could only hit hard.

Burst!

Chen Yifan's body twisted. forcibly avoided the dagger inserted into his chest, but he was still stabbed in the lower abdomen, and at the same time, Chen Yifan turned into a streamer with one hand. With lightning like lightning, the silver needle on his fingertips was inserted into Uncle Liao's body.

"Boy, you give me death!" Uncle Liao didn't find the body at all, with a hint of pride, his face was full of cruelty.

Chen Yifan held his lower abdomen. said coldly: "Seal the door and close the cave, you can die!"

Thirteen stitches were sealed, turned into a killing move, and killing was invisible.

Uncle Liao laughed halfway. The expression on his face suddenly stiffened, his eyes showed an incredible look, and he opened his mouth, but he could only make a "uh-uh" sound.

Poof!

The tall and strong body suddenly fell to the ground, and died instantly.

With Uncle Liao falling, Chen Yifan couldn't support it anymore and collapsed directly on the ground.

Wang Fatzi fell beside him, but Wang Fatzi was also unable to protect himself, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Brother Fan, are you okay?" Brother Fan...... "The fat man cried profusely, his face full of tears.

Chen Yifan was stabbed four or five times, especially in the lower abdomen and thigh. The blood lost took away his physical strength with him.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, I can't die!" Chen Yifan smiled slightly, he had experienced too much of this kind of injury, and he had long been accustomed to it.

Meng Xingkong and Zhang Wei were so frightened that they sat on the ground. It took a long time to recover.

With Zhang Wei's support, the two of them were bold, and one of them grabbed a steel pipe and walked over slowly.

When they found out that Uncle Liao was dead, their faces turned pale with fright, but when they saw Chen Yifan's state, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in their hearts.

When the two of them cautiously walked to a distance of four or five meters beside Chen Yifan and the others, they finally determined that Chen Yifan had also fallen.

"Haha, Chen Yifan, you also have today, now it's up to Lao Tzu to play you to death!" Meng Xingkong said happily.

Chen Yifan smiled coldly, "Believe it or not, I'll stand up and kill you now?"

Meng Xingkong made a look, Zhang Wei immediately understood, he walked around half a circle to the opposite side of Meng Xingkong, sandwiching Chen Yifan and the two in the middle.

The two of them took their positions and nodded to each other.

The corners of Meng Xingkong's mouth rose slightly, and he said proudly: "Come on, come and chase me, if you dare to chase me, Zhang Wei will immediately go up and kill Wang Fatzi!"