So when the knife flew over at a very fast speed, Zhou Ming didn't think about it, reached out and copied the handle of the knife, and then put it in his hand to admire.

"Hmm, good knives." Zhou Ming said.

From the moment Ma Liang used this trick "Willow swings with the wind", Jiang Di's expression was stunned. By the time Zhou Ming easily reached out and pinched the handle of the knife and played leisurely, Jiang Di's expression was still stunned.

He really had to be stunned, because these things were far beyond his imagination.

Ma Liang's brain "buzzed", the first reaction was how could this be possible, and the second reaction was not to say, "If this knife goes out, no one in the world can avoid it"? The third reaction is that this guy must be shit luck, it must be!

No one knew that cold sweat had soaked Zhou Ming's back. No matter how relaxed he pretended to be on the surface, only he knew how dangerous the knife just now was, and life and death were almost hanging by a thread! Ma Liang took out a thin knife again and slashed at Zhou Ming like crazy. Zhou Ming's face was heavy, and he fluttered to perform the kung fu of Taijiquan's "four or two thousand catties". Ma Liang's knife, whether it was a force or a stormy wave, was all brought away by Zhou Ming with skill. The more Ma Liang fought, the more frightened he became, the more desperate he became, and his mind was full of one sentence: When did he become so strong?

"Enough!" Jiang Di was furious, grabbed the child and walked towards Zhou Ming and Ma Liang. "Zhou Ming, Lao Tzu told you to stop now, otherwise your sworn brother's child will be strangled to death by me immediately!"

As soon as he said this, Zhou Ming immediately stopped. When he cracked Ma Liang's "willow swings with the wind" and pinched the knife, he knew that his strength had been exposed. This moment is not far off. Zhou Ming stopped moving, but Ma Liang couldn't stop it, and a knife slashed diagonally, leaving a long wound on Zhou Ming's chest.

"Okay, just cut it like that!" Jiang Di walked over and kicked Zhou Ming's waist. Zhou Ming fell sideways, blood flowing from the wound on his chest. Gradually, the clothes were soaked and stained on the dirty concrete floor. Zhang Yujie looked sideways at the scene here, his eyes were on fire, and he reached out to touch the gourd on his waist. Chu Tingting screamed, threw herself on Zhou Ming's body, trembling and holding his body, touching his wound with her hand.

Jiang Di stood in front of Zhou Ming, looked at the long knife on his chest, and laughed, "Haha." It's very good, it's like the knife that Lao Tzu slashed Zhai Guang back then! Maleonn. Keep chopping, slash him seventy-seven forty-nine times, and make sure he sheds his last drop of blood before letting him die! ”

Ma Liang rushed over angrily, grabbed Zhou Ming's collar and shouted, "Stand up, continue to stand up and fight me!" Let me know who is more powerful between the two of us! ”

"Don't touch him, don't move him!" Chu Tingting burst into tears and pushed Ma Liang hard to prevent him from getting close to Zhou Ming.

"You can't fight!" Ma Liang glared: "As long as you fight, I will give you a chance!" ”

Zhou Ming smiled, but this smile was very helpless and vicissitudes: "Why fight again?" You know who's better. "Earthy Zhuang blood.

Ma Liang gritted his teeth, full of anger, and still glared at Zhou Ming fiercely.

"Hey." Zhou Ming said weakly: "You know...... You are no match for me. ”

"Fart, you fart!" Ma Liang grabbed Zhou Ming's collar, and his hands were so hard that he almost tore the collar: "How could I not be your opponent!" You can only be at my feet forever, looking up at me! ”

"Nope." Zhou Ming laughed again: "From the time I knocked you with a stick at the door of the police station...... You're looking up at me. ”

"You talk nonsense!" Ma Liang threw Zhou Ming hard, Zhou Ming's body fell like a fallen leaf, and the blood smeared the ground again.

Chu Tingting pounced again and helped Zhou Ming up with tears. Zhou Ming sat up tremblingly, no one looked at him, but groped for something from his pocket. Finally, he pulled out a crumpled cigarette and put it in his mouth. Then he went to find the fire again, and it took a long time to take out the lighter, Chu Tingting hurriedly grabbed it, and asked crying, "What are you going to do?" ”

Zhou Ming pointed to the cigarette in his mouth: "Light, light." ”

"When are you still smoking!"

"Point, point." Zhou Ming gasped lightly and said stubbornly.

Chu Tingting had no choice but to light a fire and light a cigarette for Zhou Ming. "Go and give him one, too." Zhou Ming took out another crumpled cigarette, waved his hand, and handed it to Chu Tingting.

Chu Tingting wiped her tears and took a cigarette to Ma Liang. Ma Liang's eyes were still red, but when he saw Chu Tingting coming to bring him cigarettes, he slowly came back to his senses. He glanced at it and sneered, "I don't smoke such cheap cigarettes. ”

Zhou Ming didn't speak, and took a sip to himself. Ma Liang said again: "You are also the master of the Evil Wolf Gang Martial Hall, why do you still smoke such cheap cigarettes?" ”

"Don't you recognize this cigarette?" Zhou Ming said: "When you slapped me in the sewer, you smoked this kind of cigarette, and I still remember it very clearly." ”

When Ma Liang heard this, he took the cigarette, and Chu Tingting helped him light it again.

"Hey, are you pumping?" Zhou Ming turned his head sideways and asked Zhang Yujie: "Anyway, both of us are dying, it's better to smoke a cigarette and be happy." ”

"I don't smoke." Zhang Yujie fell to the ground and stretched the wine gourd into his mouth, already slightly drunk: "I just need to drink." Before I die, I want to be an alcoholic. ”

"Okay, you keep drinking." Zhou Ming took another puff of cigarette, and the spicy taste made him cough a little. As soon as he coughed, he drove the wound on his chest, and Zhou Ming, who was in pain, grinned.

"Don't smoke it." Chu Tingting was half-squatting beside her, looking at Zhou Ming with great distress.

"It's fine." Zhou Ming waved his hand: "I'll have a few words with him." He pointed to Ma Liang, who was holding a knife on the opposite side.

Jiang Di snorted and asked, "What, aren't you going to give me a cigarette?" ”

"You don't deserve it." Zhou Ming said three very simple words.

"What did you say!" Jiang Di was furious, and he raised his foot and was about to kick towards Zhou Ming.

"Master!" Ma Liang screamed. Jiang Di looked at him suspiciously. Ma Liang said: "Let me talk to him for a while, and then I will personally send him to the western heavens." ”

"Okay." Jiang Di is still very willing to sell this favor to Ma Liang, anyway, Zhou Ming is already a turtle in the urn.

"What do you want to say to me?" Ma Liang crossed his legs and also stood on the ground: "Declare in advance, it is useless to beg for mercy, I must kill you today." ”

"I didn't think about begging for mercy." Zhou Ming said: "Actually, I also came with the determination to kill you." ”

"Hehe, it seems that the final victory is still mine." Ma Liang smiled slightly.

"But you won this victory with the help of hostages." Zhou Ming looked at the child in Jiang Di's hand, then at Ni Sihui, who was tied up by five flowers on the bed, and at Zhang Yujie, who was lying and drinking not far away, "You still can't beat me after all." ”

"You're talking nonsense." This sentence seemed to step on Ma Liang's sore feet: "We haven't fought well until now, how do you know that I will definitely not be able to beat you?" ”

"Hehe, I can't beat you if I don't fight you well, if I fight ...... well" Zhou Ming looked at Ma Liang with disdain: "You think you are my opponent?" ”

"Then you can stand up and fight again!" Ma Liang roared: "As long as you can beat me, all of you can get out of here safely today!" ”

"Ryoko!" Jiang Di called out hurriedly.

"Hehe, that's what I'm waiting for." Zhou Ming staggered to his feet, his face was pale, but his eyes were sharp. "A gentleman is hard to chase after a horse......"

"I'll talk about the victory first!" Ma Liang threw away the cigarette butt and clenched the knife in his hand.

Zhou Ming took off his clothes, and there was a bloody knife on his chest. He tied his clothes in a knot and tied them along the edge of the knife to temporarily stop the bleeding. But the blood was still trickling out, dripping down from time to time.

"Zhou Ming, you can't fight anymore!" Chu Tingting bit her lip, her heart was like a knife.

"It's fine." Zhou Ming waved his hand: "It's okay, girl, look at me." ”

I will definitely protect you. Zhou Ming said in his heart, even if I die, I will definitely protect you.

Jiang Di looked at Zhou Ming nervously, and muttered in his heart, that wound looked very serious, but why did Zhou Ming still look confident and determined to win?

Zhou Ming took a step forward, and suddenly stumbled under his feet, and the whole person fell to the ground softly. After all, he still lost too much blood, and the whole person was extremely weak, half-sitting on the ground panting.

"Zhou Ming!" Chu Tingting pounced, "Don't move, don't move, let's go to the hospital now, okay?" ”

"Silly girl." Zhou Ming smiled bitterly: "Where do we go to the hospital now?" ”

Chu Tingting had nothing to say, still crying. Zhou Ming stroked her cheek: "Regret...... Follow me? ”

Chu Tingting shook her head: "No regrets." ”

Ma Liang frowned, a sour feeling welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help shouting: "Stand up, don't you want to fight me?" I'll give you a fair chance right now! ”

Jiang Di breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Zhou Ming was really not good. No matter how strong he is and seriously injured, he is just a sick cat, but Ma Liang is unharmed, and it should be okay to kill such a person.

"Hey, hey." Zhou Ming smiled: "Ma Liang, your shameless appearance has really not changed at all. Fair? When has it been fair between us? I've always relied on myself, and you're either relying on your dad or your master. When on earth will you dare to fight fairly with me on your own? ”

"Now!" Ma Liang roared: "It's now!" I don't rely on my father, nor on my master, let's fight now, come on! ”

"Hahahaha......"

Zhou Ming wanted to look up to the sky and smile, but he didn't dare to use too much force, the pain in his chest made it a luxury for him to even use some strength, "Then do you dare to let your master put the child aside first?" I watched him holding Zhang Yujie's child in his hand, and I always couldn't let go of it, always worried that when we were fighting, I just had the upper hand, and your master was going to threaten me with the child again......"