People like them, in their years of playing with their lives, play with their own lives, and at the same time play with other people's lives.

The pain in the limbs has long been indifferent, not to mention being blind in one eye and crippling half of the ear, even if both eyes are blown out, both ears are broken and deaf. It can only further provoke their fierceness. The shots are becoming more and more ruthless and ruthless.

An opponent who does not care about his own life and death and has the idea of dying with the enemy is the most terrifying. Because he's already insane. And if you want to deal with this kind of person, you can only be more crazy than him, and you are not afraid of death. Undoubtedly, Zhou Yu and Jiang Tao are both people who have seen dead people and big scenes, and they are also people who will not die when they go crazy once they are hot.

But then again, this fight, for Zhou Yu and Jiang Tao, was very confused. Because there is no cause, there is no cause.

I just felt palpitations, and then I came to this neighborhood by feeling, and then I saw the man in black committing murder, and then rescued a young man from him who seemed to have been practicing kung fu for several years. Although the young man's kung fu is also good, compared to the man in black, he was completely unilaterally abused. In a few clicks, the arm was twisted and deformed and broken into several pieces. After being kicked away, he was pulled by his hair and picked up, and he was beaten so much that he spurted blood.

Originally, this kind of thing had long been commonplace for the two of them. On the corner of the neighborhood in the United States, when will there be a day when there will be a fight in which a white man beats a black man, and a black man stabs a white man to death? Moreover, neither of them is the kind of idle egg-hurting, nosy person, unless the other party provokes their heads, otherwise, who do they love, and it is their business to fight life and death? Even if someone kills someone in front of them, their brows will not be furrowed. But tonight is different. I can't say exactly why. Anyway, when they saw the face of the man in black, Zhou Yu and Jiang Tao felt the same as when they first encountered the target of the mission they wanted to snipe when they were on a trial mission, and there was only one thought in their minds, which was to kill him!

So far, the three people who have fought have gone completely crazy. Bumping, entanglement, flying, colliding, entanglement, tossing and turning. Basically, the moves were abandoned, and it was completely hard to fight, and the sound of muscles and bones hitting made people tremble and panic. When the hands are wasted, use the feet. The leg is broken, and the head is still there, and you can bite it with your teeth. Although this is a stupid way of fighting, it is also the anger in the hearts of young people, and the will and stubbornness in Xing Ge burst out to the extreme. The pupils of both sides were scarlet with murderous intent. The entire face was also completely covered in murderous intent. At this time, the fight is to see who is more ruthless and who can persevere.

After all, the man in black is a veteran boxer. The combat experience is extremely rich, and the willpower is also extremely strong, otherwise, it would not be possible to survive until now. But the appearance of the two young people on the other side completely subverted his imagination. He had never seen such a ruthless young man, and he was sure that the other party had also killed people and seen blood, not the kind of rookie who trembled when he saw the corpse of a dead person.

He likes to torture and kill this kind of young man, and under the overwhelming strength of Xing, he likes to look at the frightened and desperate eyes that the other party showed before he died. This will make him extremely happy, and at the same time, it is also a perverted vent. But, tonight he made a mistake. Although he didn't want to admit it, in fact, he couldn't admit it anymore.

Your own body is becoming more and more consumed. And what made him most terrifying was that the fist made by the damn white-faced kid on the other side didn't know when it started, and he was able to punch his energy directly into his body. It is different from the blows suffered by vital parts of the body, such as the five senses, throat, heart, and lower yin, as well as the vital limb joints that support the body. The damage caused by that blow is immediate, it is a visible injury, such as a blasted eye, a broken ear, a torn muscle in the back and shoulder, a broken rib chest, and a staggered broken bone.

And the strength that was slapped into the body by the fist was like the most dangerous poisonous snakes, the direct injury was the root, and the capture was also the most direct vitality. The punches, elbows, knees, and legs did not reach the attack position, and they were suppressed, and even as soon as they were about to make a move, those hateful energies had already taken the lead in disintegrating their strength, and they had to deviate from the direction of the attack, hitting the void, revealing the empty door, and then they were hit by continuous blows like dozens of boulders. No matter how tough the body is, it can't withstand the damage caused by both inside and outside. The internal organs are ruptured and displaced, and the skeleton is scattered more and more.

Warong felt less and less conscious. The movements are getting slower and slower, and the attack power has lost its sharpness. Gradually, it seems to have become a humanoid target, allowing the opponent to punch and kick. The pain disappeared, and the numbness of the limbs that quickly hit, and Wa Lang even imagined the scene of his childhood fighting with wild dogs in a dark alley full of garbage in order to snatch the bread discarded by others. This memory should have been forgotten, why did it appear again?

He knows that when people die, there will be a random memory of the past, some good and some bad, but they are the most memorable experiences. It is also the most unforgettable.

Turns out I'm going to die......

The scene in the memory disappeared, and the darkness was enveloped in an instant.

Wa Lang's body fell to the ground straight and straight. By the time he died, the remaining eye was open. I don't know if it's called death and not blinding.

Jiang Tao slowly withdrew the fist that smashed the throat of the man in black. Because most of the phalanges were fractured and broken, both fists were swollen into steamed buns. has been able to persist until now, completely relying on the will to die. At this moment, the numbness and fatigue in his body, and the pain in his fists mixed with him, and he fell to his knees. When his fist accidentally touched the ground, he immediately snorted in pain, and cold sweat broke out on his head. Gritting his teeth, his face was blue, and the muscles on his face were trembling.

"Jiang ...... Tao...... Whew...... Your hands are not ...... It's okay? Zhou Yu also had beads of sweat on his forehead, and slowly squatted down with his face flushed, his hands covering his ribs, where at least three ribs were broken. There was a slight movement in the body, and it hurt so much.

"It's okay, broken phalanges, what about you?" Jiang Tao took a few breaths and said.

Zhou Yu gritted his teeth, his facial muscles tensed, his nostrils inhaled cool air, and he pointed to his ribs with difficulty, and said, "This is a big loss, and I don't know if this fight is worth it, oh, it is estimated that there are two or three broken here." But, hehe......"

Without waiting for Zhou Yu to continue speaking, Jiang Tao interrupted him first, squeezed out a few smiles with difficulty, and said, "Needless to say." I know, congratulations. ”

"Hehe, Young Master Ben has finally caught up with you two stinky boys...... Hiss, it hurts! However, Jiang Tao, I haven't said it yet, how do you know? ”

Jiang Tao glanced at the body of the man in black lying two or three meters away, and said, "At the last moment, if it weren't for your kid's shit luck, the dark energy that was filmed out affected his movements and destroyed the internal organizational structure of his body, and he might not be able to kill him now." In this battle, you are the first to win. ”

"Yes, I didn't expect to be able to break through at a critical moment. It seems that if there are a few more life-and-death battles like today, it will not be difficult to open up the whole body and have a dark path. ”

"Little brother, what about dreaming?" Wang Bao, who was covered in blood, hanging from his shoulders, and carrying a kitchen knife in the other hand, came over panting angrily. Poof, sit in front of the two of them. Looking at his sweaty appearance, this fight was also very difficult, but the parts of various parts of the body can still be preserved, so needless to say, the opponent must have been killed.

"Senior Wang, it seems that this bull man still has to be your old man! Single-handedly, he will be slashed away. Terrible! ”

Wang Baosheng shook his head and sighed: "No, the action is rusty!" Originally, I didn't want to kill him, so I left a living mouth, so that I could leave it for Jing to ask for a confession and see what was going on, but the knife was swept out, and in terms of strength control, Jing's accuracy was much worse than in the first few years. couldn't hold his hand, and as a result, he put his two legs against the root of his thigh, and even took the second child to behead. Now, I can't live if I want to. Alas. ”

Jiang Tao felt the second child fluttering under his crotch, and raised his fist at the honest-looking fat man in front of him, sincerely admiring. "Senior, cowman!"

"Stop,! Shame on you. Oh, by the way, you two look like you're hurting a lot. Can you still walk? The sound of this jingchejing flute is getting closer and closer, and it is troublesome to stay here. ”

"No problem, senior, you're right, we have to withdraw quickly. That's done. According to the routine, jing cha should appear. Zhou Yu struggled to stand up straight.

"Oh, that's right, let's go."

"Let's go." Jiang Tao stood up with two fists and grinned. The three of them faded into the darkness from the other direction. And not long after they left, the lights of the jing car swept near the cāo field.

The next day, Cha Ima? Kaha got up early and turned on the TV, he wanted to watch the first news report of the morning.

But when the news was broadcast, he crushed the glass in his hand with a blushing face.

How so? How did sixty-six people die? Shouldn't it be eight hundred? Damn, shouldn't it be eight hundred? Why are there only sixty-six people?

Although, this is enough to shock the world, however, it is far from achieving his goal of revenge. He didn't care why the eight men in black sent out didn't contact him again, he didn't care if they were dead or alive, he only cared why the waste didn't meet the expected goal.

But now there is no way, not to mention that there is no corresponding manpower in hand, even if there are still people. Couldn't do the same thing again. conditions, time is no longer allowed.

Alas, close your eyes and sigh secretly, people are not as good as heaven! Something must have happened last night that he didn't know about.

Dangdang, there was a knock on the door. And this knock has a unique rhythm and rhyme. It's his own people.

"Come in."

A bald-headed gray-clad monk pushed the door open. Approaching him, he whispered a few words.

Cha Horse? Ka Ye was stunned for a moment, and then laughed predictively.

Maybe you can let the director of the secret service and the leader of the action group fall off the horse, this hatred ...... It's also a report!