"Brother Mao Jun, you don't have to worry too much, the gunman has been controlled by me, just come and clean up the battlefield!"

"Good job Ling Shao, we've come to your neighborhood and see you!"

Mao Jun could be heard running on the phone, and when he hung up the phone, Ling Du also heard footsteps, and three people came from the direction of Lingqiao Building. Ling Du was guided by the gunmen to take an unusual path, and Mao Jun and the others also abandoned the car.

"Brother Mao Jun, does my brother look like a master today?"

"Ling Shao, what did you do to him?"

"If you knock me down, you can't let him aim at me with a gun, and whoever dares to aim at me with a gun in the future will end up like this!"

"No, Ling Shao, take your feet away, this person is going to die!"

"How is it possible, it didn't take much effort, he was pretending to be dead!"

"Ling Shao, what did you do to him, this person seems to be unable to be saved!"

"He ......"

Mao Jun and the others appeared, and the gunmen under their feet no longer moved, and Ling Du did not stare at them anymore. Mao Jun said that the gunman couldn't survive, and Ling Du didn't believe it at first, but when Mao Jun and the others turned the gunman lying on the ground over and turned it face up, Ling Du saw that the situation was very different from what he expected.

The moment he saw the gunman, a roar appeared in Ling Du's mind, not as loud as thunder, but it made the blood all over his body heat up wildly, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was frightened.

Ling Du didn't think about killing people, otherwise Muka wouldn't be safe and sound today. Ling Du had also seen dead people, and there were also people who died because of him, that is, another gunman who was with Muka.

But the feeling of that day was absolutely different from today, there was a world of difference. It may be that the light is different, although the sky was thundering and thundering that day, more often it was still dark; and then Ling Du was frightened a lot that day, and he only felt that the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and the life and death of others were a little indifferent; if there is a reason, then it can only be said that the perception is different, that person was killed by lightning, and it was smoking and fire, it can be said that he has lost the shape of a human being, and it is not easy to associate him with the living life.

Today, the gunman was caught by Ling Du, gave him a kick, and added several punches, all of which were quite hard with anger, and Ling Du didn't expect his fist to have such a shocking lethality.

The gunman's face had turned blue-gray, and there was no bright blood flowing out of the corners of his mouth, he was not dead, and there was no pain on his face, but Ling Du couldn't calm down in his heart, or that sentence, how could being killed by lightning have the same psychological feeling as being killed by him?

"Brother Mao Jun, I just heard the police coming, you won't hand me over, right?"

"It's better to let the police handle this matter, we don't want to get into this kind of trouble, and he has no value to us, why should we hand you over?"

Ling Du pointed at the gunman lying on the ground a little weakly, just now he was worried that he would resist, and stepped on it so hard, Mao Jun asked him to move his feet away, and after Ling Du found out the real situation, his eyes were dodging.

"I said Ling Shao, you won't be scared again, didn't you say that you were a master just now? You really think of yourself as a master, how can a master only have this ability to bear it?"

"He's all dead, I'm not a murderer!"

"What do you mean by becoming, you were originally a murderer, but you can also be said to be a hero, after all, this is not a good person, you can also be regarded as self-defense, after all, he has a gun, I wonder, what did you do to make him so afraid of you, he didn't want his life?"

"What am I doing? I'm good, okay?"

"Forget it, Sister Xiaoxi heard it, I don't know how to scold you, do you think this person was killed by you?"

"Isn't it me? Is it you?"

Mao Jun didn't say this to fight Ling Du, he wanted to help Ling Du relieve pressure, for an ordinary person, this meeting was indeed a test of nerves.

"Ling Shao, your means are much stronger than in the past, but they are still limited, it is not so easy to kill a person, at least it is not very easy to do it with your fists, this person committed suicide, he took poison. ”

"Take poison, Brother Mao Jun, you said that he is very much like in the movie, there is a poison capsule on his teeth that will burst when he bites?"

"He's also afraid of suffering from flesh and skin, and he may know a lot of secrets, in order to keep secrets, he may also be coerced, and he has no choice but to do it, okay, let's leave and let the police deal with it." ”

Ling Du heard the siren and returned to the Lingqiao Building from another road, but did not see it, and the matter of negotiation was also settled by Mao Jun. Sitting in the office, my heart was still beating a little chaotically, and I raised my fist from time to time to see, but his fist fell on that person several times, and I couldn't put it down for a while!

"Muka, I killed someone, and they all said that everything is difficult at the beginning, and it seems that killing people is not that difficult, do you know why I told you this?"

Muka sat there very calmly, a little impetuously compared to Ling Du. Ling Du has been tormented by the restlessness in his heart, and after returning from work, he heard Sister Liu say that she went to see Zheng Xi, and his mood suddenly became more complicated, and the guilt that was not obvious in the morning also evolved into a stagnant depression, and he passed the Nai He Bridge not long after eating.

"If you want to kill me, then come on. ”

"I did think about killing you, but I want to avenge Zheng Xi first. ”

Muka is not a person who is obedient, and he must die with backbone, Ling Du's momentum burst out, Muka immediately stood up, Ling Du swung his fist over, and his fist also came head-on.

Ling Du was a little reckless, but he didn't completely lose his mind, he just needed to vent to release the depression in his heart. Ling Du no longer deliberately detoured, there were many more head-to-head confrontations than the last time, and it was not all brute force.

The sound of fists and feet colliding became more and more dull in this seemingly closed, not yet vast space. Muka's strength was still strong, he had enough food in the past few days, and his state was still recovering, just one punch made Ling Du realize that he still needed to make up for the lack of chasing.

Ling Du touched Muka a few times in succession, and Muka thought about it, and he couldn't establish the victory with a few moves. The pain spread from his limbs all over his body, and Ling Du couldn't put himself here, so he could only retreat for a while.

The fist is still his fist, his arms and legs can still move freely, and the changes can still be felt.

This is the third time that Ling Du has fought today, and his opponent is stronger than one time when he is promoted, and Ling Du is more satisfied with his performance confidence.

It can be confirmed that he still can't beat the wooden card, and the same gunner also has a level gap. The gunman outside, Ling Du easily solved it with a few punches, and forced him to commit suicide. And Muka, who has been imprisoned here for more than a month, has never shown signs of collapse, and plans to create opportunities from time to time, Ling Du's words seem like he doesn't fully believe it.

Is it because the artist is bold? Ling Du's will to destroy Muka has never progressed, and his attack power is still increasing day by day.

Ling Du was satisfied that his fist didn't seem to hurt as much as the first time, but for a few days, he couldn't hurt Muka, but his ability to take a beating himself was better.

Ling Du squeezed his numb fist, but he couldn't see the swelling, and his bones weren't deformed, and it wasn't time to leave here. Ling Du suddenly thought of the qi training technique that his master had passed on to him, he had already condensed his qi, and he heard that those flowing qi could heal his wounds, wasn't it just for the current situation?

"It's not so easy to kill me, I hurt that woman and made you feel distressed? It's a pity that fools can see that that woman's heart is not here with you!"

"Fart, you still want to instruct me, Zheng Xi's heart is on who you have to do with what, Zheng Xi is my friend, you are not, so you can't hurt her, if you hurt her, you will have to bear the consequences!"

Ling Du said and rushed towards Muka again. Today, Ling Du came to Muka to vent the stagnation in his heart, and at this time the anger was not obvious, just after colliding with Muka's strength several times, and soothing the wound with his condensed qi, he no longer had such a violent pain, and suddenly had the will to fight again.

It turns out that condensation has such benefits!

Qi cannot be seen, can only be felt, flowing through the fists and the painful areas of the arms, like a clear spring moistening the earth, and the burning caused by the pain shows signs of extinguishing.

Ling Du's condensed qi can't be transformed into strength like the master, but it just keeps the flow of qi, and it seems that it is no longer fighting against Muka by physical strength, and the qi still plays a fairly obvious role in buffering external forces when relieving pain. Although he couldn't punch Muka backwards or even fly out, the body that came into contact with Muka would never have such a sharp pain again.

"Come again! Let you know the consequences of bullying Zheng Xi!"

The last time Ling Du fought against Muka, he was still mainly to avoid detours, and he could only move his hands and feet at the seams, and almost all of them were swords.

Discovering the benefits of the Qi Condensation Realm, Qi kept flowing, forming an electric current in his body. The master said that Ling Du seemed to have an electric motor in his body, and as long as there was current, he would not get tired.

It seems that the current is still different from the usual physical strength, the current consumption rate is much slower than the physical strength, as long as there is food, it is also faster than the physical strength to recover. And Ling Du's advantage is that he not only has something like electricity in his body, but also has physical strength that seems to be inexhaustible, and now he has condensed qi.

Ling Du was like a tiger with wings, roaring and wandering around the wooden card. Muka's fists could no longer bring him so much pain, and it showed that Muka's physical strength was dwarfed.

Ling Du was still vigorous, Muka was already in decline, the first abnormal thing was his breathing, then his face, and after a while, the footwork under his feet no longer began to be so calm, and the rules on his fists also appeared as if they were about to collapse because of his mood.

"Muka, aren't you okay? This is just the beginning, I'm just entering the state, I really should let Zheng Xi come to see how I avenged her!"