Chapter 468: Kneel
There was no sound, and even the pupils of everyone were only the remnants of a long knife cutting through time and space.
In the eyes of everyone's collective widening, the sword that was inserted into Gao Ming's heart like lightning was actually inserted into the chest of the samurai of the Wa Kingdom who had not yet dissipated the sneer.
One knife and two holes, the audience sitting on the side saw it really, the shiny tip of the knife behind Toichiro Chiba was dripping blood, and it was definitely not a prop knife in the movie.
"nozuonodie" Gao Ming didn't look back, dropped a Chinese-style English translation that Chinese people would understand, and jumped out of the ring.
Chiba Toichiro's cruel smile stiffened on his face, he didn't have time to translate Gao Ming's broken English, he only knew that the knife he threw out with all his body was gone, and he was flicked backhand by that shameless Huaxia kid, and it was gone.
This is impossible, Chiba Toichiro roared in his heart, the knife he threw with all his strength had pierced through a steel plate as thick as twenty millimeters, even if Gao Ming blocked it with that iron rod, he still felt a little realistic.
But now, the iron rod that was changed from a steel gun was still honestly erected in front of his eyes.
And what made the Japanese warriors even more surprising was that those shallow Chinese natives in the audience were not like just now, as long as their favorite fighters had the upper hand, they would jump and scream like mentally retarded, and they were all extremely quiet at this time.
That is, most of them have their mouths wide open and look at him strangely.
Following the strange eyes of everyone in the audience, the samurai of the Wa Kingdom, who was full of all kinds of doubts, looked at his chest, and a knife handle he was familiar with was inserted in his chest, which was the Tai Dao that he had to keep away from his body for thirty years since his master gave it to him, and the cooked cowhide tightly wrapped around the handle was still wrapped by himself.
How could this knife be on me? This was the last trace of doubt that flashed through the mind of the samurai of the Wa Kingdom, and then, it was dark.
No one can remain awake in the face of extreme ischemia of the brain, and no amount of doubt can resist the most basic needs of the human body.
"Boom"
Until Chiba Toichiro collapsed, the audience who were a little sluggish in the audience became irritable.
They must be described in a violent word, otherwise it is not enough to express their excitement.
shouted heartbreakingly, people jumped on the spot without saying anything, and threw something into the sky if they had something in hand.
Even Fu Heng and Fu Gongzi, who saw that Gao Ming was not so pleasing to the eye, were excited, and threw the red wine in his hand that he hadn't drunk for half a day into the sky with a glass.
As for whether to smash people or not, what's the matter, even if it hits the head, it's just a bag, and it can't kill people.
Anyway, the hormones of the audience are all about to burst out at this moment.
What do they see? It's not just a victory over the masters of the Japanese Kingdom, it's really not enough to say that victory is not enough to describe the definition of the outcome of this cold weapon fight in everyone's hearts.
To be exact, this should be called Huaxia Erlang hanging and beating the little devils of the Japanese country, that's right, it can only be the word hanging and beating to interpret the essence of this cold weapon fight.
Coupled with Gao Ming's ridicule of the Japanese warriors, the whole fight was only two minutes, and Gao Ming only made two moves in total, one kick and one flick of his fingers, one move was bloody and one move was fatal, which was a miracle.
Who is that young man? After being irritable for a while, the high-rollers who gradually calmed down began to think about this problem, a man who can kill people with a flying blade with his hand, his force value can at least rank in the top ten in the capital, such a peerless master, naturally he will not be an unknown person.
The whole audience was related and had a way, and they began to mobilize the resources at hand to investigate Gao Ming, Gao Ming They don't know how to check, but Zhen Huanxi, the eldest and youngest of the Zhen family, is known to most people.
Even Li Zhenfeng and Old Man Li were so frightened by Gao Ming's bullet that he shuddered, it was a knife that a master could penetrate through the steel with all his might, okay, even if it was him, the best choice was a lazy donkey rolling and dodging.
What is Master? Only those who can survive to the end are called masters, Gao Ming's extremely pretending to be forced is enough to pretend to be forced, but do you think that if you pretend to be forced, the knife will automatically turn back? It's not just how to plug it in.
Obviously, the old man's trembling was in vain, perhaps because the man's pretense could not arouse the interest of this incomparably sharp knife, and it actually went back and plunged into the master's chest.
Maybe for this fast-flying sword, the samurai of the Japanese country is more worthy of insertion.
"A turtle son, you have to get it, and you want it." The old man reached out and slapped his thigh hard to express his amazement.
"Damn, old man, what are you doing?" The white fat man, who was dazzled by his cousin's miracles, jumped high, and even burst out of his foul mouth in pain.
From a distance, it looks like a ball has been slapped hard and suddenly bounced, and from the height of it, the elasticity is still extremely good.
At least Gao Ming, who jumped off the stage, thinks so, this white fat man's cousin's body is really good, this random jump, he actually jumped almost one meter high, close to the vertical bounce height of the Eagle Country NBA player.
"What are you excited about? Calm down. The old man was dumbfounded, this Zhen Huanxi was okay in other aspects, but his temperament was too jumpy, and he liked to jump up and down a little bit of everything.
"I haven't even had time to get excited? Why are you beating me for no reason? The white fat man was very aggrieved and wanted to bend down and roll up his trouser legs, although this was an almost impossible task for a fat man.
"Ahem, I made a mistake." The old man's face was slightly red, and when he was distracted just now, he slapped the white fat man sitting next to him on the lap.
However, to be honest, this meat is quite soft to the touch and feels good.
"Eh" the white fat man wants to cry without tears, can this Nima slap his leg and hurt the fish pond?
Or the first master of the Gao family? Must be old and decrepit. Of course, the white fat man can only think about it in his heart at most, the old man can scratch off a big tree with one claw, and the few taels of fat on his body are really not enough to grasp a few handfuls.
However, Lao Tzu now has a cousin who is still awesome, and the white fat man wanted to talk to the old man, but he saw that Gao Ming had stepped down and walked over here.
"Brother, God, you are the true god, the younger brother knelt for you." At that moment, the white fat man didn't care about talking nonsense to the old man anymore, and he took a few arrows to meet him, and fanned Gao Ming with his white and pink hand, and his bright smile made Gao Ming feel terrified.
"Stop, stop, if you have something to say, just don't borrow money." Gao Ming really can't stand the nervous cuteness of his cousin.
"We're brothers, brothers." The white fat man was very resentful for a while, and his brotherly emotional cousin who was vigorous just now didn't even feel it?
That's an incomparably simple and unselfish brotherly feeling, yes, if only he could help beat up the old man who troubles him every day.
"Haha, good brother, go, get me a cup of tea to drink first." Gao Ming smiled and patted the white fat man on the shoulder, as long as he didn't borrow money, it was nothing.
In this world, it has always been about money hurts feelings, and talking about feelings hurts money.
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