Chapter 52: The Tattooed Man with a Smiling Face Upside Down (2)

The pain in his leg made Cheng Tezhu gasp, the tattooed man shot extremely fast just now, and he didn't give him half a minute to dodge at all, so he cut a bloody hole in his leg.

"Does it hurt?"

Yan San's hoarse and weak voice, who was forced to lie on the ground, was mixed with ridicule, listening to the language of these two numbers, Cheng Tezhu only felt a little familiar, isn't this what he said to Yan San just a second ago.

Immediately, he turned his head and shot a shiver in the direction of Yan San, Yan San didn't care, and the ridicule became more and more serious: "I said that your little body... The body can't fight him, and he's still there, maybe he will go down to me first..."

"Can you close your crow's mouth!" Yan San's words were like an alarm clock that kept ringing, making people feel upset, and Cheng Tesuke's angry shouts came out of his throat at the same time as he and the tattooed man fought.

"Brother, you have to respect your opponent in a fight."

There was no trace of humor in the tattooed man's weird smile, and he hurriedly pulled out a dark silver long knife, covering the blood splashed on it, and dripped to the ground with his rampant swing, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The black-clothed man in front of him leaned down, the black military shoes turned into a blurred double image under his flying figure, and the next moment when he was about to approach Cheng Tezhu, the long knife he held tightly in his hand actually rotated leisurely between his fingers, gloomy eyes, the corners of his mouth rose and pulled out a cruel smile, aiming at the thin man opposite, the ribbed fingers relaxed in turn like an epiphany, and then clenched again, and the right hand turned down an arc, and the long knife in his hand was like an arrow on the string, and was suddenly swung out.

The sharp peak of the long knife that came directly seemed to lock on the target, and it was pressing in the direction of Cheng Tesuke, and the tip of the knife flashed with a cold edge, and it gradually became dazzling, such a fast knife speed was like a white horse passing through the gap, and it was naturally impossible to dodge.

Cheng Tezhu's face sank, and the moment he jumped up, the whole person's body turned upside down, and he quickly raised his right leg and kicked the side perfectly towards the long knife that was close at hand.

(There were two in a row!) The long knife that passed by slashed through Cheng Tesuke's arm in black short sleeves, and a new stream of blood flowed from it wantonly.

Looking at the tattooed man opposite calmly leaning against the wall with one hand in his pocket, the dull smoke slowly exhaled from his mouth, and a satisfied smile on his gloomy face.

So the man lit a cigarette by the way while fighting him? There were already a lot of beads of sweat under Cheng Tezhu's hair, some were stunned, some were unbelievable, and more were the insidious and strong exuded by the tattooed man.

"Boy, the ability is not good..."Yan San lay on the ground covered with red liquid slightly weakly, looking at Cheng Tezhu, who had been standing in front of him, with relief in his tone: "If you can't fight, you won't fight... If we continue like this, we will both die. ”

In fact, although Yan San's words were a little contemptuous, they were not unreasonable, he was despising Cheng Tezhu on the surface for his weak body and strength, but in fact, every sentence at the deep level implied that Cheng Tezhu had no need to bury his own life, after all, he knew very well that what the tattooed man wanted was just his Yan San's death!

"Yan San'er, don't worry, wait until I solve him, and the next one will let you start on the road."

The tattooed boy's deep tone was shocking, when his bottomless eyes were raised, the bloodthirsty coldness that burst out of it stared at him, and Cheng Tezhu on the side stood up with the pain in his thigh, forcing him to look at the tattooed man, Cheng Tezhu knew that maybe the tattooed man's next attack might be far more than what he was doing now.

"The game is coming to an end~" The tattooed man's eyes suddenly narrowed to form a thin slit that bent upward, but the smile on his face was clearly cold.

Feeling the strong killing emanation from the black-clothed man opposite, Cheng Tezhu moved his steps slightly, as if he was ready to fight them to the end, and the long knife that the tattooed man took from the black-clothed man behind him seemed to be casually playing with Cheng Te's assistant.

Just like just now, the two long knives in the tattooed man's hands were unexpectedly struck directly, and the knife light was about to plunge directly into Cheng Tezhu and Yan San.

In an instant, the long knives that were galloping towards Cheng Tezhu were shot down like a spark by the short dagger bayonet that suddenly shot straight from behind.

With the crisp sound of the long knife receiving the resistance of the short dagger and falling to the ground, the group in the room all looked in the direction of the doorway.

There was no time for everyone to react, Mo Liangwei and Fang Wei glanced at each other, and then rushed straight towards the few black-clothed people in front of them at a lightning speed.

Mo Liangwei had a clear goal and struck at the tattooed man, if she wanted to capture the thief, she would capture the king first.

With just a glance of keen observation, she found that although the man in black standing on the side had the appearance of a leader, on the surface, it seemed that the boss had ordered his subordinates to make a move, and he was sitting on the side waiting for the merit.

But in fact, this is not the case, in such a situation where the weak flesh is strong, the leader should play the leading role, the black-clothed operation has always adhered to the principle of quick victory, and since the matter of solving Yan San has already begun to act, he will definitely not want to leave a living mouth, so he does not allow any mistakes, but now he is a person who looks like a leader and watches the battle silently, and the tattooed man has become the terminator who has finished Yan San, obviously, the leader man is just a cover to cover up the identity of the tattooed man!

And the black-clothed man on the side also did not show weakness and strive to go upstream, Fang Wei's originally uninhibited handsome face immediately appeared a touch of coldness, such a look almost made everyone present shudder.

The man in black probably saw Mo Liangwei's skills with Fang Wei, and after glancing at each other, his eyes showed a fierce light, and the fierce god rushed straight towards Fang Wei.

Fang Wei stepped forward with a big stride, and the oncoming man in black immediately swarmed in, Fang Wei was calm, and kicked at the man in black, and then moved his steps to raise his hands upwards towards the man in black who was hugging him on the left, and pointed at their jaws one after another, and the blood gushing out of his mouth splashed on his hands.

Immediately, Fang Wei stepped forward and stepped on the knee of the man in black who rushed over, and suddenly swirled in the air, the leg of the back knee bent out and hooked the neck of the man in black and suddenly turned over and jumped, and the man in black fell to the ground top-heavy.

Mo Liangwei quickly leaned over from the black-clothed man at the outermost door and snatched the long knife, feeling the cold and bloodthirsty killing intent of the woman in front of her, the tattooed man sewed his eyes, and subconsciously changed the direction of his steps and showed fierceness.

Mo Liangwei jumped into the air only one meter away from the tattooed man, and spun in the air with the help of the flat wall toe touch, turning into a shapeless figure in a moment.

After seeing Mo Liangwei's moves, the faint yellow light above her head refracted the projection of Mo Liangwei and the tattooed man's lightning knife on it.

The tattooed man's eyes were as red as blood, and he rushed to the wall on the left and stood still, his coherent movements with a fierce and vicious wind, and the moment he split his legs in the air, his arm swung downward.

The long knife in Mo Liangwei's hand was clenched by her hands, without any hesitation, and after kicking the wall twice in succession, she soared into the air, and then suddenly swung the long knife straight at the tattooed man.

Then immediately afterwards, Mo Liangwei's face was gloomy, her eyes were bloodthirsty, and she was on tiptoe, and she retreated!

The tattooed man also leaned behind him at the moment he landed in the next second, but unlike Mo Liangwei, while his hand holding the long knife was covering his other shoulder arm, his fingers suddenly changed color, where the black corners of his clothes were torn, and he was holding his shoulders and arms and his fingers were trembling faintly.

There, it was Mo Liangwei who swung her knife straight at Heran and slashed an extremely deep gap, and blood flowed from the edge of her torn clothes.

In the face of the tattooed man's eyes squinting like bloodthirsty, Mo Liangwei's eyes as thin as willow leaves were not afraid of danger, revealing a cold and cold light that was even more terrifying than him, and his whole body was unharmed except for a strand of hair cut off by the tattooed man.

The man in black behind him was knocked down several times and stood up one after another to continue fighting, and the tattooed man also felt a little difficult to fight with Mo Liangwei, and the corner of his lips pulled out a cruel smile like a dim light in the silent night, which did not make people feel warm, but gave people an ethereal sense of panic.

"Withdrawn!"

Just when the man in black wanted to entangle, the man in black who was the leader suddenly opened his mouth coldly and roared, and the man in black immediately withdrew the long knife in his hand, turned around and left quickly.

"If you hit someone, you want to run?" Cheng Tezhu wanted to catch up.

"Stop chasing." Mo Liangwei behind her coldly opened her mouth to stop it, and the top priority was to let Yan San and Gu Hancheng converge.

Raise your hand and coil one end of her hair into a round head that is neither high nor low with a hairpin.

Then they squatted down beside Yan San, looking at the man in his thirties with some potholes on the ground, Mo Liangwei's face was cold.

"Yan San is right?" The delicate hair on the temples sets off her cold and delicate plain makeup, and the perfect facial curve is a little more elegant under the modification of the ancient hairpin.

"You're Mo Liangwei?" Although it is a literal interrogative sentence, Yan San's narrow and deep eyes are filled with an air of affirmation.

He had to admit that the woman in front of him really had the temperament and beauty of the unique deep valley orchid and the appearance of a stunning beauty among the women he had seen, which was enough to fascinate everyone he saw.

"Call your boss first." Due to the urgency of time, Mo Liangwei didn't know Gu Hancheng's current situation at all, and then thought about it was better to let Cheng Tezhu call.