84_84330 Bloodstained Dagger.

Straight to the back of the head to win the disease, win the disease has a noncommittal smile.

Meaningful laughter. Just waiting for you!

Patches of white swords seemed to be able to devour people.

In the gloomy white light, I saw a slender, elegant hand, grabbed in the air.

The dagger stopped!

And Win Sick has turned sideways quickly, and the other hand also slashed out, stabbing without any tricks, Sven robber suddenly startled, felt the taste of fear for the first time, and at the critical moment, he had the strength to eat milk and dodged the cruel attack of Win Sick.

The amount is small, not a gentleman, non-toxic and not a husband.

The shadow of the knife flowed endlessly, and suddenly heard the two sounds of "ding", the knife light suddenly disappeared, and the Sven robber took a few steps back, and the dagger in his hand had already jingled and fell to the ground.

Seeing that his knife skills were not as good as others, the Sven robber hurriedly picked up the bomb bag placed on his heel and scolded Ying Zhiji: "Don't come here, get out of the way, get out of the way for me, or I'll light this bomb." ”

"Ah, he's got a bomb."

"It's miserable, if we detonate the bomb, we won't survive."

"It's damn bad, my heart can't stand the twists and turns."

It was really a twist and turn, and many people almost collapsed, looking at the bomb in the hands of the Sven robbers, and shouted like a nest.

"Calm down." Win the sick has smiled.

Winning the illness has been smiling, his face is as cold and lonely as an iceberg, and his tall and straight figure is like the sharpest dagger, which seems to pierce the darkening sky. This kind of fierceness and majesty that looks down on the world makes the robbers can't help but take a few steps back again.

Until there was no way back, the Sven robber took a few deep breaths. Concealed and roared: "You stand back, stand back, or I'll detonate the bomb and blow up this plane, and everyone will finish playing together." ”

Why are you so anxious? But he clearly captured the panic, uneasiness, and a hint of fear in his eyes? Is it because of the fear of death?

In fact, many of them seem to be seamless, and even children can't be deceived, smart and wise. After all, it is an insurmountable chasm.

There are a thousand ways to solve this kid, but the real traitor. Neither lightly forcing the opponent to jump over the wall, nor allowing the opponent to walk comfortably on the wide road, but luring the opponent to walk on a single-plank bridge where there is no choice.

In the eyes of everyone, he threw the knife in front of the robbers.

In the surprised eyes of the robbers. Win the illness smiled noncommittally, hooked his fingers: "Come on! ”

In the face of such a provocation, the robber was furious and grabbed the explosives bag with one hand, picked up the war knife with the other, and rushed towards Ying Zhiji as fast as possible.

Any boxing and martial arts need its own strong foundation as the foundation, which is why the great master in martial arts novels is always good to have no tricks to win.

The direct and indirect moves are often the most effective, but they are also often the most difficult to play. That's the case with Muay Thai. Known as the "eight-legged movement", it does not have a fancy frame style, and only seeks to be ruthless in one qiē attack. There are no two moves to kill with a single hit, and after discarding too many cumbersome and nonsensical details, Muay Thai, which is known for its ruthlessness, has a near-idealized fighting effect.

The move to win the sick is just as straightforward.

The hard-hitting style of play made the robber's pupils shrink. The sword was raised high, but he found that he couldn't hold his body, and collided with each other face to face.

It felt like a wave crashing against a rock, instantly rolling upside down and splashing, and falling apart.

Everyone present was stunned. Victor was standing unharmed, while the robbers flew out upside down like cannonballs. There was a thud and a slamming sound on the deck of the engine room, but he carelessly grabbed the bomb in his hand, looking as if nothing had happened.

Humiliation! This is an insult to my Dafei.

Fei Lu Binzi finally struggled to get up, he was the leader of this hijacking incident, and his brain and strength were naturally the strongest.

The state of the rage, the momentum soaring still looks quite terrifying. Xiang Ying Zhiji rushed again fiercely, the speed and explosiveness were terrifying, and this time he also put the war knife in front of him to protect himself, Teresa Teng and the others were taken aback, and it was too late to remind Ying Zhiji to be careful.

Ying Zhiji didn't worry at all, only showed disdain, clenched the bomb with one hand, moved his footsteps and rushed back, the robber only saw Ying Zhiji's fist change from small to large, but he couldn't catch his clear movements.

No one can describe his speed, and no one can see his movements.

Bang! The robber flew out upside down again, compared to the last time, the force made him smash directly on the metal chair fixed in the driver's seat behind, the trilling sound of the metal was like a storm roaring, sweeping sharply from the cabin, as if it could break people's eardrums, the whole chair was swinging back and forth frantically, Teresa Teng and Dasha They even found that the chair had been bent and deformed.

What's even more terrifying is that the knife that won the sick man carved into the robber's chest like a brand.

Hiss!!!

This, this is too perverted, what a terrifying force does this need to do! Everyone's faces are changing drastically, making a heavy wheezing sound, and the painful appearance is like collective constipation when squatting in the toilet collectively.

The expression on Ying Yiji's face was light and calm, and in less than a few seconds, the Sven robber fell to the ground with a wail.

Everyone felt that they heard the screams, and then the robber had fallen.

Deathly silence.

After putting down the person, he will not let him go. His hand grasped the robber's shoulder, and there was a click, and his shoulder shattered, and he screamed, and in order to stay alive, Ying Sick did not immediately hurt the killer, but only unloaded his shoulder.

Standing in front of the robbers with his hands on his back, his clear and translucent eyes seemed to be dancing with a dark flame that burned all things, and he had more fortitude and strength, looking down at him and saying lightly: "Fei Libin? ”

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ying Yiji blinked, and said with a hippie smile: "Yours, can you understand English?" -- What I hate the most is you Filipino maids! ”

For these detained Chinese, and the miscellaneous chatter with the little devils, he didn't give a good face to win the disease.

"Damn Chinese, I'm a foreigner—"

"You're fucking big!" Ying Sick kicked him on the lower abdomen, and said viciously: "I can't even understand English, the international common language, I really don't know it!" Lao Tzu can't communicate with you, just like you, your president dares to send you to my territory in Dahuaxia to fool around? Call me—"

"Revenge is revenge, just keep your breath."

The crowd is surging.

Seeing that the Winning First Emperor gave the order viciously, everyone was destroyed for a day and suffered a lot of resentment, where could they endure it, a group of men and even women with crutches holding children, as well as half-human tall children all went into battle together to stretch their fists and feet, and pounced on the Sven scum man of Nafei and Vin.

The Sven robber's eyes widened angrily, his mouth was screaming, he struggled to stand up with his teeth and claws, and the big dumb eyes who had been standing by and watching Teresa Teng's side were quick and kicked him on the back of his knee, and with a soft snap, the Sven robber fell to his knees, cold sweat on his forehead, and he was in pain.

was kicked and broken, no matter what, he couldn't stand steadily, and in the old fist of the old and young masters, his nose and face were swollen in an instant, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Kill him."

"Damn robbers."

"Fuck you."

Everyone surrounded and tried their best to beckon him, the old man's crutches were also hard enough to knock his head and beat him all over his head, and the little fart saw that there was no parent for his hands and feet, so he simply untied his trouser belt, oh roar, this Filipino robber didn't even release a fart, and he was beaten half to death by the excited crowd and fainted. (To be continued).