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Fear of blood!

These two words are like a nightmare for Zhao Chunliang.

This is his only weakness and his greatest weakness.

This weakness is not known to everyone, at least, the people who know Zhao Chunliang's fear of blood can be counted in a slap, even if someone, such as Shi Pang and others, saw that Zhao Chunliang fainted when he took a warhead from Nangong last time, it was absolutely impossible to think that Zhao Chunliang fainted because of fear of blood.

And the Mohammed in front of him obviously already knew that Zhao Chunliang was afraid of blood.

"Feng Luan, kill the people upstairs!"

Zhao Chunliang gave an order and rushed towards Mohammed, and at the same time, Nangong Fengluan also quickly rushed to the few people holding water pipes upstairs.

"Let's get started!"

Muhammad pulled a blood-red Arabic scimitar from his waist.

"This knife is the same knife that killed your woman back then." Muhammad smiled and said, "The blood on it was left on it back then, and I have not washed it." ”

"Look for death!!"

Zhao Chunliang's angry shouts exploded like thunder in his mouth, and his speed had completely reached an extreme!

At this moment, I saw Muhammad and slowly raised his hand.

Rumble.

There was a loud bang.

A wall behind Muhammad suddenly collapsed, and a line of people appeared behind the collapsed wall.

Those people have water pipes in their hands, and they are huge water pipes!

There is no foreplay.

Inside the water pipe, red water jets gushed out!!

The strong smell of blood spreads in an instant!

Blood, those are all blood!!

The blood in the sky was sprinkled on Zhao Chunliang like a torrential rain!

Zhao Chunliang has an umbrella in his hand, but the umbrella is not omnipotent.

He can block Zhao Chunliang's head, block Zhao Chunliang's body, but he can't block all the places on Zhao Chunliang's body!

In Zhao Chunliang's pupils, the blood rushing to his face was like a huge wave.

Zhao Chunliang retired!

He quickly stepped back and held his umbrella in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Chunliang withdrew more than ten meters.

Muhammad was already soaked in blood.

He raised his hands and shouted, "Allah is with me, please purify these evil spirits!" ”

Zhao Chunliang's heart was suddenly shocked, and he shouted, "Fengluan, come back!" ”

It's too late!

At this time, Feng Luan had already rushed to the second floor, because Zhao Chunliang asked her to deal with those few people with water pipes, so she went without any hesitation, even if Zhao Chunliang had already retreated.

Feng Luan's knife was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already killed a few people upstairs.

However, the water pipes in those people's hands did not spurt blood like downstairs!

These water pipes are all fake!!

Feng Luan was shocked and heard Zhao Chunliang's words.

And almost at the moment when Zhao Chunliang's words fell.

Muhammad stomped his foot on the ground hard, and the whole person ejected and flew directly to Fengluan on the second floor.

Feng Luan was a female man, and she was not surprised to see this Muhammad rushing towards her.

If you had done this Muhammad yourself, wouldn't there be nothing left?

Feng Luanjiao shouted, stepped directly over the guardrail on the second floor, and jumped down.

One jumps up and one down.

One relies on the gravitational pull of the Earth, and the other needs to resist the gravitational pull of the Earth.

There is no doubt that Feng Luan has taken a big advantage.

Nangong Fengluan and Muhammad quickly met each other.

Sonor!

The collision between the short blade and the Arab scimitar sparked a spark.

Muhammad smiled weirdly, and the scimitar suddenly turned, unloading Nangong Fengluan's short blade and stabbing Nangong Fengluan's chest.

"Look for death!" Nangong Fengluan smiled proudly, raised his hand to open the Arab scimitar that was stabbing at him, and then kicked Muhammad in the stomach.

This kick was squarely kicked in the middle of Muhammad's stomach.

It was expected that Muhammad would have fallen to the ground like a cannonball.

However, to Nangong Fengluan's surprise, Muhammad actually grabbed her foot, and then threw it out violently.

It was Nangong Fengluan who fell to the ground like a cannonball, not Muhammad!

With a bang, Nangong Fengluan slammed into the ground, splashing the blood on the ground everywhere.

Nangong Fengluan's body rolled several meters to the side, and only stopped after hitting the wall.

Muhammad landed on the ground smoothly, glanced at Zhao Chunliang in the distance, smiled, and rushed towards Nangong Fengluan, and at this time, Nangong Fengluan had just stood up from the ground.

She was covered in blood, in fact, there was blood everywhere around her, no matter where she moved or stepped on her feet.

This blood is not a problem for Nangong Fengluan at all, and she is not a person who has never seen blood. However, she was surprised that Zhao Chunliang was standing from a distance and watching.

"Liang'er, help me!"

Nangong Fengluan shouted.

As the words fell, Muhammad was already near.

"Stop!!"

Zhao Chunliang shouted.

Muhammad turned a deaf ear, although he was not young, but his combat effectiveness in close quarters was super strong, and an Arab scimitar seemed to have life in Muhammad's hands, and Nangong Fengluan was completely defeated.

Zhao Chunliang's body trembled, looking at Nangong Fengluan, who was completely suppressed not far away, he raised his foot and stepped on the blood.

Poof.

Zhao Chunliang's goosebumps rose in an instant.

He stepped back, taking a step back.

"There's no way he's going to save you."

Covered in blood, Muhammad brandished his Machete and said, "He's just a coward." ”

"I don't allow you to say that!" Nangong Fengluan roared angrily and stabbed the short blade at Muhammad with all his might.

Clang.

The scimitar suddenly appeared, knocking the short blade in Nangong Fengluan's hand away, and then Mohammed raised his foot and kicked Nangong Fengluan's stomach heavily.

Nangong Fengluan's entire lower body flew up, and then with a bang, he knelt on the ground.

"Liang'er, how are you..."

Nangong Fengluan clutched her stomach in pain, looking at Zhao Chunliang, who was always watching not far away, she didn't know why Zhao Chunliang didn't come to help her, he seemed to be hesitating, but what was he hesitating about?

Muhammad kicked Nangong Fengluan's face.

Nangong Fengluan fell in a pool of blood, covering his face in pain, and Mohammed stepped forward again and kicked Nangong Fengluan in the stomach, kicking Nangong Fengluan several meters away.

"Stop!!"

Zhao Chunliang's roar came from the side. Muhammad turned his head and saw that Zhao Chunliang had already rushed into a pool of blood.

"Hahaha, it's really here!"

Muhammad turned around and rushed towards Zhao Chunliang.

Between the two, the distance of more than ten meters was shortened to one meter in the blink of an eye.

The Arab scimitar swept towards Zhao Chunliang with a bloody light.

The blood that had not yet coagulated was sprayed towards Zhao Chunliang.

Zhao Chunliang dodged slightly, the scimitar was already close, Zhao Chunliang held the black umbrella in his hand, and smashed it hard towards Muhammad's wrist.

Bang.

The scimitar fell, but Muhammad was not at all alarmed, but saw his foot stomp on the ground with great force.

Smack.

Blood splattered.

Zhao Chunliang retreated in a hurry, but after all, it was too late and he couldn't retreat.

Blood is different from bullets, bullets are hard, and if they block it, they bounce off, while blood is soft and has no fixed form, and it is pervasive, and it is not something that people can block at all.

Zhao Chunliang can block thousands of bullets, but he can't stop this invisible blood!

Blood splattered on Zhao Chunliang's feet.

A strong feeling of dizziness hit Zhao Chunliang's brain.

Zhao Chunliang staggered, held his body strongly, and stabbed the black umbrella in his hand at Muhammad.

Muhammad easily dodged the weak blow, and then pounced on Zhao Chunliang.

With a bang, Muhammad crashed into Zhao Chunliang's arms, and all the blood on his body was stained on Zhao Chunliang's body.

Zhao Chunliang's feet went weak for a while, and he was carried by the powerful force of Muhammad's impact, and fell heavily into a pool of blood.

Muhammad stood up from the ground, looked at Zhao Chunliang, who was covered in blood, smiled, and said, "In order to welcome your arrival, I spent a lot of money and killed many people, and now it seems that this qiē is worth it." ”

Zhao Chunliang's body trembled, the power in his body was flowing rapidly, as if all the blood on the ground was flowing from him, and his lips instantly turned extremely pale.

"I didn't expect that you are so strong that you are afraid of blood, it's ridiculous."

Muhammad walked to Zhao Chunliang's side, looked at Zhao Chunliang condescendingly, and said, "You like this are actually more fragile than you three years ago, at least you three years ago didn't have such a big weakness." ”

Zhao Chunliang curled up, looked at Muhammad, gritted his teeth, and couldn't say a word.

"It's too weak."

Muhammad sighed and turned and walked not far away.

Nangong Fengluan fell to the ground because of the heavy blows one after another, and he couldn't get up at all for a while and a half, Mohammed walked to Nangong Fengluan's side, grabbed Nangong Fengluan's hair, and dragged Nangong Fengluan to Zhao Chunliang's side.

"I remember, three years ago, it was the same."

Muhammad bent down and picked up the Arab scimitar on the ground, and said to Zhao Chunliang, "Three years ago, I was also standing in front of you, and with this knife, pierced the heart of that woman, I still remember, at that time, you seemed to be going to eat me, you were begging me, begging me, like a dog, time has passed, three years later, I didn't expect it, it was such a scene again, I like to recall the past, so, today, I will cover up for you again, the scene three years ago." ”

After speaking, Muhammad dragged Nangong Fengluan's hair and lifted Nangong Fengluan up.

"If you want to kill, kill the old lady and let Liang'er go!" Nangong Fengluan shouted in pain.

"Kill you? That's for sure. As he spoke, Muhammad put the end of the scimitar against Nangong Fengluan's left back.

"Don't, don't! Please, stop. She is not a person of the hand of God, she is innocent. ”

Zhao Chunliang trembled his body and raised his hand, trying to stop Muhammad, but the loss of strength made him unable to do anything at all. At this time, his cry seemed so weak, as if it were coming from a broken bellows.

"Don't? Haha, that's what you said back then. Muhammad stabbed the tip of the scimitar into Nangong Fengluan's back little by little, and then said, "In three years, you will all die, and I will become the real core!" Hahaha. ”

Accompanied by Muhammad's laughter, Muhammad's hand jerked forward.

Burst.

The scimitar stabbed through Nangong Fengluan's back and came out from Nangong Fengluan's left chest.

This is the location of the heart.

Blood, along the tip of the knife, dripped down Zhao Chunliang's face.

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