Bai Hechou squinted slightly, and in his thin and narrow eyes, a cold killing intent was projected. He shook his head slowly and walked towards Zheng Yuanhao.

"You shouldn't have me off, it's not good for you here. Moreover, the more angry I am, the more gentle I will be, and I will break your bones inch by inch, and then you may realize that there is another word in the world, called regret! ”

"The big husband is born without regrets!" Zheng Yuanhao laughed, and in the trembling beard on his face, he rushed towards Baihechou like a tiger descending from the mountain.

But this time, he didn't use his fists, he used a knife.

A mountain knife that he didn't know where he was hiding appeared in his right hand very coldly and trickily, and the sharp tip of the knife pointed directly at Bai Hechou's legs.

It seemed that he was very disgusted with the thing between the legs of the man in front of him.

Well, or did he just think it was more professional to kill here?

Anyway, no matter what the reason, his body was impacting extremely fast, and the knife here was also extremely strong, where was there still a little bit of serious injury?

But Bai Hechou still has a cold and chilling calm.

His anger is like the surging tide of the Qiantang River, which comes and goes, and the flowers that fall without a trace.

Zheng Yuanhao's heart shrank a few times, like a high-pressure pumping machine, and he turned two punches with a high load, and the fresh oxygen brought strength and confidence, making him rush here and unprecedentedly fierce.

The corners of Bai Hechou's mouth once again showed a mocking smile, and he looked at him for a long time. Then, he kicked it out.

His kick was crisp and neat, like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves.

Although Zheng Yuanhao tried his best to dodge, he was still kicked in the wrist, and the knife in his hand smashed back.

Then, the kick flicked forward, and then kicked him in the crotch. A crisp sound sounded, Zheng Yuanhao snorted, and the steel knife in his hand danced as if he was dying.

But in the end, he could only let himself be injured.

Zheng Yuanhao stared, and the corners of his eyes were red.

If the eyes can kill, then Bai Hechou should have been delayed by him at this time.

However, he was no longer as impulsive as he was just now, firstly, that vigorous energy had almost been used, and secondly, he was indeed cold.

Bai Hechou is like a majestic mountain, and he is like a cold autumn wind. No matter how he raged, the other party remained unmoved. It was very frustrating for him.

At this moment, the constant pain in his limbs and ribs reminded him as if he was mocking that the guy in front of him was not human at all, really. I think he is also a well-known general of the Heavenly Wolf Society, and I don't know how many of the good players on the road were lost in his hands back then.

But when he met the other party, he seemed to have no way.

He is like an ant trying to knock an elephant down, what if he tries to do everything he can?

Zheng Yuanhao suddenly gasped, and said in a hoarse voice: "The master of the Red Alliance really lives up to his reputation. However, it's easy to kill me, but it's impossible to make you bow your head. ”

"Are you trying to tell me that you have a lot of dignity here?" Bai He smiled coldly. The smile on his lips was still cold and mocking. Although, Zheng Yuanhao's fists as strong as rivers and burning fighting spirit like wildfire are enough to make ordinary people look sideways.

But he wouldn't.

Because he is a killer, the strongest killer of the Red Alliance, and he will be the most powerful master of the entire tricolor stone in the future. His heart has long been as cold and hard as a stone. His strength is enough for him to have a condescending gaze like a god.

So, he unceremoniously sarcastically mocked the other party.

"No, I'm just telling a fact! My porcupine, like a wild boar that has gone berserk, once identified, will do everything I can, and all I can do is move forward. Wherever you are afraid of death, you must move forward. As he spoke, Zheng Yuanhao lowered his body slightly, and then rushed up.

The distance between the two was only four or five meters, but he stepped out of the speed of the sprint. With his head bowed, his knife in both hands, diagonally upward, like the fangs of a wild boar, he was trying to tear open the chest of the enemy in front of him.

"It's just a pig." Bai Hechou pursed his lips, no one else could beat him, at this time he had broken five ribs, and his two legs were broken in at least three places, how could he be his opponent?

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zheng Yuanhao's fist. Then, the other hand raised slightly and swept towards his throat.

Bai Hechou even heard the sound of his own fist smashing his throat.

He's tired of playing, and it's not such a fun game in itself.

Bai Hechou muttered to himself in his heart, but immediately, a gleam flashed in his eyes. He swept the hand that swept towards Zheng Yuanhao's throat, and also shrank violently, and then flicked.

A cyan light hissed back like a poisonous snake.

And Zheng Yuanhao was pulled out, and then, a young man in a windbreaker stood in front of him.

Bai Hechou raised his head, and his slightly curled fingers ached, which made him very angry.

But his face was still as mocking as ever: "Who are you?" ”

"Black!" The person who came smiled, his expression was calm, but there was a very vigilant look in his eyes, it was not Han Yu or who? Han Yu originally made an appointment to meet Zheng Yuanhao, but he didn't expect that when he rushed over, he saw Zheng Yuanhao and Bai Hechou fighting.

Although the two of them moved quickly, how could they not see with Han Yu's eyesight that Zheng Yuanhao had actually been beaten all the time and was passively accepting? In other words, Zheng Yuanhao can't beat others at all.

It's the same with him, he can't beat him.

"I haven't heard of it, but the person behind you is my target, you give it up." Bai Hechou calmly put forward his request.

Han Yu glanced back at Zheng Yuanhao, and then turned back again: "The person here is my friend, you give it up." ”

Bai He smiled sadly, with a hint of reserve and pride disdain, and said, "You are not my opponent. ”

"I know." Han Yu's answer was clean, happy, and neat.

"Then you're going to do it with me?" Bai He's frown twitched slightly, and in his calm gaze, he began to give birth to a storm.

Han Yu held Tiance tightly, and his eyes didn't dare to stare at the other party's eyes without a trace of hesitation. To be honest, he's never been under so much pressure as he is now. Never.

But he didn't hesitate at all, but nodded bravely and said with a smile: "Why not?" ”

"It's none of your business here!" A disgruntled voice rang out, roaring like a lion in possession.