Song Weidong didn't seem to hear Pang Jindong's words, and said to Nagano Fenghua: "Little girl, wait for me, the master will come to you soon!"

I didn't expect this quick knife man to be a good womanizer, and I could see that he really liked Nagano Kazuka, because a small tent had been erected where his two trouser legs met.

Pang Jindong was very helpless and snapped his fingers again: "Let's talk about passing my level first!"

Song Wei, the fast knife hand, turned around and rushed towards Pang Jindong: "It's here!"

Just in front of Pang Jindong, Song Weidong's scimitar slashed at Pang Jindong's throat, and at the same time, Song Weidong lifted up with one foot and took Pang Jindong's lower abdomen.

Pang Jindong knocked the stick at Song Weidong's ankle, and at the same time leaned back behind him to see the blade that had dodged the scimitar.

It is precisely because Pang Jindong leaned back that the throwing stick could not fully exert his strength.

Song Weidong snorted and withdrew his foot, not too seriously injured.

If Pang Jindong wants to continue fighting, he must first straighten his body, so that his movements are half a beat slower.

Song Weidong's wrist flipped, and the handle of the knife directly hit Pang Jindong's shoulder, and Pang Jindong, who was in pain, also snorted.

Song Weidong seemed to be light and fluttering this time, but in fact, his strength was very heavy, and Pang Jindong felt as if his shoulder was broken.

As a result, Pang Jindong's movements were slower, and Song Weidong slashed the knife at Pang Jindong's shoulder with his backhand.

Pang Jindong hurriedly turned sideways to get out of the way, but although the blade avoided it, the tip of the knife made a cut in Pang Jindong's arm that was neither long nor short.

Pang Jindong hit a fierce spirit in pain, hurriedly took two steps back, and took a few breaths.

Song Weidong thought that Pang Jindong had confessed, and laughed arrogantly: "Boy, aren't you very good, you still pretend to be a bull!"

Pang Jindong glanced at his wound and suddenly smiled: "Thank you!"

Song Weidong was stunned: "Who are you thanking?"

"Thank you. Pang Jindong always smiled and said: "Do you know, after two years of idle life, my kung fu is becoming more and more wasted. For a while, I felt like I had regressed, and thank you for helping me get back to who I was!"

"What was that back then?" Song Weidong said with great disdain: "Even if you can go back more than ten years, you have to be my sword! If you go back more than 20 years...... Oh, by the way, you're still liquid!"

"More than twenty years ago, you were the same liquid!" Pang Jindong put away his smile, his body was vertical, and he rushed to Song Weidong.

As soon as the two of them met, Song Weidong went through a cold sweat, and Pang Jindong seemed to be a different person, not only faster and stronger, but also more ferocious in attack.

How did Song Weidong know that Pang Jindong was once a generation of soldiers, and he didn't know how many masters fell in front of Pang Jindong.

Since knowing that Song Weidong appeared, Nagano Fenghua also specially helped Pang Jindong improve his knife skills, knowing that Song Weidong's knife skills are known for being fast, Pang Jindong specially strengthened his speed to overwhelm Song Weidong.

In martial arts, you have to use your own strengths to learn the shortcomings of others, Pang Jindong did the opposite, and used what the opponent is best at to counter the opponent.

Song Weidong felt a little overwhelmed, and took two steps back, ready to give full play to the advantage of the long blade and attack Pang Jindong from a long distance, because the length of the scimitar exceeded that of the throwing stick.

However, as soon as Song Weidong pulled away, he gave Pang Jindong a chance.

Pang Jindong swept the hall leg and directly kicked Song Weidong to the ground, Song Weidong was afraid of being attacked by Pang Jindong, so he rolled twice on the spot.

But Song Weidong rolled like this, which gave Pang Jindong a chance, and directly slapped Song Weidong on the back of the head.

Pang Jindong did not continue to attack, but took two steps back and looked at Song Weidong with a sneer.

Song Weidong struggled a few times, stood up from the ground, looked at Pang Jindong with a somewhat confused gaze, and his body couldn't stop swaying back and forth.

Taking a deep breath, Song Weidong was about to attack Pang Jindong again, but he felt a little slimy in the back of his head.

Song Weidong reached out and touched the back of his head, and his entire palm was covered in blood.

With a sad smile, Song Weidong said hatefully: "You...... Count you ruthless......"

Pang Jindong made a gesture of please: "Go on!"

"Of course continue!" Song Weidong shook his body and swung his knife at Pang Jindong.

However, the fast knife hand became a slow knife hand, and the action was like slow motion, almost frozen, and Pang Jindong easily avoided it by standing to the side.

Pang Jindong's blow to the back of his head was too heavy, normal people would have fainted a long time ago, and it was not easy for Song Weidong to hold on.

However, Song Weidong was also uncomfortable and felt groggy.

This fell to nothing, and Song Weidong stumbled forward two steps and almost fell to the ground.

Pang Jindong threw another stick at the back of Song Weidong's neck, Song Weidong could obviously feel Pang Jindong attacking him, but he didn't have the ability to dodge.

Song Weidong's body movements were already far behind the speed of thinking, and as a result, he was hit firmly, and then opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

"Boy, you're crazy, I appreciate this very much!" Pang Jindong smiled slightly: "But madness must have crazy capital!"

"You...... Say I...... There's no crazy capital, is there?"

"That's right!" Pang Jindong nodded: "Thinking back to what you just said to me, I feel like you're like a pen!"

"You...... Dare to scold me!" Song Weidong was furious, and swung his knife at Pang Jindong again.

This time, Pang Jindong did not throw the stick, but reached out and grabbed Song Weidong's wrist holding the knife.

Immediately afterwards, Pang Jindong used his strength to snatch the scimitar from Song Weidong's hand.

Next, Pang Jindong flipped his wrist and directly slashed the scimitar at Song Weidong's ankle.

With Song Weidong's scream, the whole foot was chopped off by Pang Jindong, and the broken parts were brushed together, the skin, fat, and muscles were attached layer by layer, and the white bones were clearly visible.

Before Song Weidong could fall, Pang Jindong stabbed again, cutting off Song Weidong's other ankle.

"Quick knife hand, it's not very good!" Pang Jindong shook his head with a smile, and slapped Song Weidong on the back of the head.

Song Weidong opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, more than a meter away, and then rolled his eyes and passed out.

Pang Jindong has a very good sense of proportion, Song Weidong will not die, but from now on, he will become a waste, not only will he lose his feet, but he will also become an idiot.

Nagano Kazuka and Kazama Masaharu stood aside with a knife, not participating in the fight, just watching coldly.

The camouflage uniforms brought by Song Weidong were also watching from the side, they originally had full confidence in Song Weidong, and they were ready to see with their own eyes how Song Weidong cleaned up Pang Jindong, who didn't know the height of the sky.

Where did you think that the situation turned out to be completely opposite to what was expected, Pang Jindong easily cleaned up Song Weidong.

These people are a rabble, improvised by developers, who are only responsible for the demolition, and after the demolition, they will scatter and do whatever they want.

In other words, they are not highly trained soldiers, not only do they have no organizational discipline to speak of, but there is no such thing as teamwork.

Whoever gives them money, they will work for whomever they want, and this forced demolition of these people is acting together, and the next time something happens, it may belong to two completely opposite sides.

Seeing Song Weidong fall to the ground, the gang exploded with a "boom", turned around and ran in different directions.

Although there are only three people on Pang Jindong's side, Song Weidong has been abolished, and they don't think they can deal with Pang Jindong.

Not to mention Pang Jindong's own strength, the sword skills shown by Masaharu Kazama and Kazuka Nagano just now, they have first-hand experience.

Pang Jindong shouted coldly: "Stop me!"

Pang Jindong's voice was not high, but after these people heard it, they actually stopped in unison, as if they were being manipulated.

They didn't dare to escape, lest Pang Jindong catch up and end up with them, but they didn't dare to look back at Pang Jindong, for fear of seeing Pang Jindong raising a knife to kill him.

"So leaving?" Pang Jindong smiled coldly, pointed at Song Weidong, and then pointed at the wounded all over the ground: "Take your companions away!"

The camouflage uniforms hesitated, looked at each other, and did not move.

Masaharu Kazama shouted impatiently, "Didn't you hear, hurry up, take your companions away!"

Masaharu Kazama is usually gentle and lovely, but now she has become a female devil, how dare these camouflage uniforms disobey, and hurriedly support each other to take all the wounded away, including Song Weidong, of course.

In the blink of an eye, these people withdrew cleanly, and with a wave of their sleeves, they did not take away a single brick and tile, but left blood all over the ground and screams along the way.

The developer originally prepared construction machinery and planned to directly raze the shantytown to the ground today, because it was worried about causing death, so it first sent camouflage uniforms in to clear the site.

The task of these camouflage uniforms is to evict all the occupants, and then the construction machinery will drive in.

Now that the camouflage uniforms have all been taken away, the original plan has been completely shattered, and those construction machinery are useless to stay, so they have been evacuated one after another.

Kazama Yaqing came to Pang Jindong and bowed: "I'm sorry, sir, I'm late." ”

"You didn't come late, you came just in time. Pang Jindong smiled: "Are you done?"

"I'm done. Masaharu Kazama nodded: "So I rushed over to meet Mr. ”

Nagano Kazuka said to Masaharu Kazama: "You should have come a long time ago, my husband's life needs someone to take care of him, and I am not enough alone." ”

Masaharu Kazama was stunned: "You are not enough alone?"

"yes. Nagano Fenghua nodded: "Do you know how messy Mr.'s house is, and it takes some effort for a man to make his house look like this!"

"Okay, okay, don't talk about this...... Pang Jindong waved his hand: "I know that the house is very messy, so I don't have to go anywhere to talk about it." ”

Masaharu Kazama asked, "So we can go back?"