(Demon Shao: Announce to all brothers, this book is finally going to be on the shelves after more than a month of struggle.) Thank you for your support during this period of time, I will try my best to write a good article, although I don't have any manuscripts in hand, but after the shelves, I will try to speed up the speed to thank you for your support. I hope that friends who have a monthly ticket in their hands can vote for the demon boy with your precious vote and support my new book monthly ticket list this month. Hehe, in return, I will try to write fast and well. This is a chapter distributed on October 31, at 11:55 p.m., which is considered to commemorate the month of October, thank you! )

"Kara......"

At this time, Lei Zhen really wanted to let out a wail, he really wanted to jump and jump and cry and scream, even if he didn't have to touch it with his hands, he clearly knew that the ribs he hit on a protruding corner had been broken, otherwise how could he be so painful?!

Lei Zhen only felt dizzy at this time, and the bones in his whole body were moaning, but he still jumped up quickly. When he opened his eyes wide and tried to find that damn enemy, he happened to see Fujiwara Duanmu rush to his side with a single arrow step, so fast that Lei Zhen didn't even have time to react, Lei Zhen only let out a muffled snort, and was kicked by this kick and crashed into the pile of ruins behind him again.

Lei Zhen had no way to retreat, he shook his head violently, and just barely dispelled a whirling sensation, Fujiwara Duanmu's attack poured down like a storm. At this time, Lei Zhen could only reach out to protect the position where his ribs had just been broken, and let Fujiwara Duanmu's two legs kick out in turn, and he kicked out a set of impeccable combination skills in front of him.

It wasn't until this time that Lei Zhen knew that Fujiwara Duanmu's legs were even more flexible than normal people's arms. And the kick is harder, more accurate, more unpredictable.

There was a "crackling horn" sound on Lei Zhen's body, and every time Fujiwara Duanki kicked Lei Zhen's body hard, he would spit out a mouthful of blood, and at this time he felt like a dozen people were beating him with wooden sticks. God knows how many kicks Fujiwara Duanmu kicked on Lei Zhen's body in just a dozen seconds, and finally Fujiwara Duanmu's body jumped up again, his right leg was like a whip thrown out, drawing a 270-degree whirl in the air, carrying the most terrifying habitual surname, with a sharp roar of breaking wind, and smashed into Lei Zhen's head.

Lei Zhen was kicked by him and made a 360-degree spin in the air, like a sack that had been emptied by someone, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Weak, too weak!"

Fujiwara Duanmu looked at Lei Zhen, who fell into a pool of blood and fell into a coma, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "You are even weaker than I imagined!" However, I think that the garbage has no hope and no officers, and it has not collapsed or surrendered to us on this battlefield, just because of you, a person who can't even defeat my grandmother, exists, right? ”

Fujiwara Duanmu turned around and picked up his bayonet from the mouth of the dog who was also in a coma, he walked up to Lei Zhen step by step, looked at the distortion and pain left on Lei Zhen's face before he fainted, and said indifferently: "I will use your head to end the futile struggle of your soldiers!" Before I joined the army, I was a famous martial artist, and it is your honor to die at my hands! ”

Fujiwara Duanmu held the bayonet with both hands and stabbed it fiercely at Lei Zhen's chest, and at this moment, in an impossible situation, he suddenly saw an eye that was so bright that it seemed that even his own shadow could see clearly! He heard a hoarse but oppressive voice: "Really?!" ”

It's thunder!

It's the thunder shock who has already been beaten by him and lost his ability to resist, should have lost consciousness a long time ago, and it is impossible to use his own strength to get up again for a long time!

Looking at Lei Zhen's eyes, a cold feeling stabbed Fujiwara Duanki's heart in an instant. A man who lost a battle and was about to be pierced through the chest with a bayonet would never have such eyes, and in his eyes, Fujiwara Duanki saw ...... The confidence of one-hit killing!

There was a sudden tearing pain on his right leg, and a force came from under his feet, and in the face of this sudden change, even Fujiwara Duanmu, who was born in a martial arts, could no longer maintain the balance of his body, and involuntarily fell headlong and slammed into Lei Zhen's body.

In the middle of the bodies of Lei Zhen and Fujiwara Duanki, there was a dull sound like a sharp weapon piercing a water bladder. Blood quickly seeped through the shirts of both of them.

At this time, Fujiwara Takeki's body froze.

At this time, Lei Zhen smiled.

Just as the bayonet was about to pierce his chest, Thunderbolt reached out of his left hand, grabbed the blade, and brought it to the side, while his right hand slammed a piece of shrapnel four or five inches long into Fujiwara Duanki's chest. Just before Fujiwara Duanmu could react, Lei Zhen's right hand, which was tightly holding the piece of shrapnel, twisted it fiercely, and a pain that was so painful that people couldn't faint at all slammed into Fujiwara Duanki's brain, draining all his physical strength and possible counterattack in an instant.

Fujiwara Duanki used the last of his strength and turned his head, he really wanted to know why he lost. When his eyes fell on his right foot, which had made him lose at the most important moment, he couldn't help but raise a wry smile on his face that was more ugly than crying.

Still that damn wild dog!

When it was about to launch a killing blow against the enemy in front of him, it actually flew over and bit his naked foot, and then pulled it out with all its might, victory and defeat, death and life, the distance turned out to be so close!

"But it was so badly injured, and I kicked it on the wound, obviously fainting in pain, why can it still maintain such strength, and still grasp my only flaw, and win the final victory for the kid in front of me? Do you say ......"

Thinking of this, Fujiwara Duanki's eyes widened suddenly.

"That's right, you guessed right, we both tricked you by playing dead!"

Lei Zhen, who was pressed under his body by Fujiwara Duanmu, finally spoke, "I'm not interested in knocking down your grandmother, I just want to kill you!" ”

"A dog that will immediately pretend to be stunned and pretend to be dead after being beaten, with its owner, who is even more dizzy and pretending to be dead, through superb acting skills, finally induced me to expose the most unforgivable flaws in the face of victory, and then teamed up to launch a fatal blow to me."

Looking at the dog that was biting his naked feet, thinking about the ruthlessness and madness it showed when it bit the bayonet and refused to let go in order to save its master, Fujiwara Duanki finally figured it out. "That's right, a person who can take responsibility on the battlefield and inspire everyone to fight hard, a dog who has been pierced by bullets on the battlefield and can still insist on sending the bullet back to its owner, as long as it is not attacked by me, how can it be so easily defeated by me? From the very beginning, they have taken advantage of the tacit understanding between them, their strength and my light enemies, to set this mortal trap for me! ”

"I ......"

Unable to breathe, Fujiwara Duanmu only felt a blur in front of him, a chaos, even the thunder shock that was close at hand, became ethereal in his eyes, as blood and vitality kept pouring out of the wounds of his body, Fujiwara Duanmu knew that he was going to die, and an unprecedented sense of powerlessness hit his heart, and the breeze mixed with the water vapor of Suzhou River also became cold and biting, he shivered, and muttered to himself: "I'm good, unwilling, I'm ...... Humiliated...... The title of martial artist...... I've dishonored my family, my father...... Could you please ...... Able, forgive me! ”

"I don't know what kind of martial arts you're talking about."

Lei Zhen glared at the enemy in front of him who had considerable strength, but was finally destined to die in his hands, and said coldly: "I want to tell you that as a 'person', your movements are fast enough, and your kicks are hard enough and heavy enough. But compared to the claws of those adult male bears in the mountains, your attack is still too weak, too weak; And those cheetahs who like to climb to a tree a few feet high, wait until a prey enters the trap, jump directly from it, smash the prey's spine, and then aim hard at the throat to fill the mouth, your movements are still too slow, and your hands are too soft! ”

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