Thanks to the primitive era plane where there was no means of transportation except for a pair of foot soles and shared bicycles.

lived there for a period of time, Zhihong, and Song Yong trained the running speed.

The ghost crying wolf howl for help from his mouth came out in this silent midnight, and in a burst of wild running, Song Yong actually found that the two men chasing behind him had a posture of throwing farther and farther away.

It is precisely because of this that Song Yong has no intention of dying with them.

No matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives, no matter how good you are, being stabbed down by such a bright saber will also be a fatal consequence.

Therefore, it is better to take these people around in circles, and wait until the well-wishers hear the movement and call the police, and these guys will die.

No matter how sharp and powerful the saber in their hands is, it can be compared to Uncle Police*'s pistol, and if they dare to jump when the time comes, they won't be able to kill you girls~

It's a pity that when a minute later, it was Song Yong who had just run into a small alley, and he quickly knew what it meant to be happy and sad.

By the dim street lights, he saw another figure appear on the other side of the alley in front of him.

It was a man in camouflage uniform with a bright saber and blocked there, and in a reflex, Song Yong glanced back behind him.

As a result, I saw the entrance of the alley behind me, and two men of the same style appeared there.

Seeing this, Song Yong complained frantically in his heart: "Isn't it just that you want to grab some money, do you want so many people, do you want such a big movement?"

At this time, the simple young man who was still talking about his nature naively thought that what he encountered today was just a robbery.

Therefore, he made what he thought was a wise choice.

Song Yong first stopped his escape and leaned his back against the wall, then quickly untied the satchel at his waist and threw it at the two men at the mouth of the alley.

He said: "There are more than 50,000 yuan in cash in the bag, and now he is yours." ”

It is true that Song Yong had changed to the previous one, and if he didn't mention the problem of so much money in his bag, he would not have done this kind of thing in humiliation because of the enthusiasm and indignation in his heart.

But after going through various things in the past few years, his mind has matured rapidly.

He knows that this kind of approach is very embarrassing and aggrieved, but if he doesn't want to hurt those who cherish and care about him, such a cowardice to pay money is the most rational choice in the current situation.

And after the fact, leave it to those professionals in the bureau......

However, one of the men, after catching the satchel and looking inside, tied it around his waist with satisfaction.

The three people on both sides of the alley continued to approach him with a sinister smile.

One of the men even deliberately slid the tip of his knife against the wall, causing them to make a slippery sound and the occasional splash of sparks when they walked over.

It felt like a well-fed beast in the primeval mountain forest, cruelly teasing its prey before killing each other.

After seeing this scene, Song Yong took a deep breath, he finally saw that these people were not here for money, and he knew that there was no way to be good about today's affairs.

You must risk your life to survive in order to earn a life.

As for why these people came to find them, it no longer mattered, and all doubts were still to wait until they could survive.

Taking advantage of the three people who surrounded him at both ends, he completely approached him.

Song Yong quickly planned everything in the battle, first of all, he needed to find someone to take advantage of.

Regarding this, it seems that it is not smooth at all, because the sanitation workers are too dedicated, and there is not even half of Song Yong's best brick on the ground.

Luckily, two steps away, there was a trash can with a wrist-thick table leg in the trash can, which seemed to be able to make do with it.

This table leg, presumably from a European-style table, has a delicate pattern on it, and it looks quite beautiful.

However, Song Yong also knew that it was a bit of a to use a table leg against three snow-bright sharp horse knives.

Aside from bullet time, the only best way to turn the tide of battle seems to be the spell he learned from Blaze Mountain.

Even so far, he has not figured out what kind of sentence the above described, 'making the other party feel all kinds of physical discomfort'.

The problem is that now, he has no better way.

Because of the magical ability of bullet time, while slowing down the opponent's movements, his own speed is not much faster in nature.

The effect on melee combat is there, but not so big that it allows him to do one-on-three.

"Lao Tzu, your mother~" When the nearest man, who was less than ten steps away from Song Yong, Song Yong launched an attack first.

The target of the attack is, of course, the direction in which there is only one person.

And his first attack was to smash the new mobile phone he bought with a huge amount of money in front of the man.

In the face of such a weak attack, the man just tilted his head slightly, and easily dodged the mobile phone that Song Yong smashed out.

Then, naturally, the mobile phone that has not been used for two days has been directly smashed on the ground, and the cover and battery have flown out.

But Song Yong's original plan was just to distract the other party a little, and he took advantage of this opportunity to quickly jump out and take a big step.

Successfully jumped in front of the trash can, and pulled out the discarded table leg.

Without the slightest hesitation, Song Yong, who was dragging the table leg with both hands, rushed straight towards the man, and at the same time, waving the table leg with both hands was to tease the other party's head.

With this swing, Song Yong used enough strength, mainly in the huge anger that erupted in his heart, and he even wanted to smash the other party's head.

The man's reaction was not slow, and he also swung his knife to meet the table leg that came up.

It's just that after seeing this scene, Song Yong's heart became excited, because now he is two-handed, facing the man's one-handedness, and he has more advantage in strength.

Just when Song Yong was just getting excited, an extremely fucking scene happened.

unscrupulous furniture manufacturers, this beautiful looking table leg is actually made of garbage materials that are pressed and glued together with sawdust.

When he hit it with a not-so-motivating impact, the stool leg on Song Yong's hand was less than one-third of its length.

Then, the saber that was still in the air continued to slash down at Song Yong's chest, as long as it was hit by the sharp tip of the knife, Song Yong did not doubt that his stomach would be cut open in this moment.

In the midst of the emergency, Song Yong quickly entered that magical bullet time.

After an instant, the saber that was quickly chopped down became faster, almost eight to ten times slower, but unfortunately, Song Yong's own movements also became very slow.

Stimulated by death, the thing went all out in the opposite direction of the knife, and tried little by little to dodge the knife.

At the same time, he didn't care about the material of the table leg garbage in his hand, and once again waved it at the man's head and face.

Ten seconds later, under the frantic consumption of mental power, Song Yong could no longer maintain the bullet time, and had to retreat from this magical state.

Fortunately, at this time, the leg of the stool had already smashed into the opposite side's door, and even the man's frightened face was frozen at this moment.

When the speed of everything in front of me returned to normal, a muffled 'bang' sounded.

The bridge of the man's nose in front of him was smashed down in an instant, and the splashed nosebleed almost knocked Song Yong, who was very close, and his eyes were blurred.