Chapter Seventy-One: The Young Master Arrives
The blood-streaked pig in front of Liu Dong is also an adult big guy.
However, it was not the wife of the blood-streaked pig before, but smelled the smell of blood and followed the smell.
When I came to the river, I saw a 170-year-old boy, Hu Hai, pushing the dirt with the smell of blood into the river.
It thought that Hu Hai was the human warrior who had just fought with the other blood-streaked pigs, so it rushed forward without saying a word.
Hu Hai was startled when he heard the sound of dong dong, thinking that he was nervous and heard the sound.
As a result, when I turned my head, it turned out to be really a blood-streaked pig.
Throw down the plank in your hand, turn around and run.
While running, he shouted: "Dongzi, Dongzi, help." ”
It's true that Liu Dong was injured just now, but now he is the only one he can rely on.
Han Xue's guy had already jumped on the big rock, as if it didn't have her business.
Forehead.
Hu Hai thought about it on the other hand, it seemed that there was really nothing to do with Han Xue, he came out to experience by himself, and invited Liu Dong to accompany him, and Han Xue just came out to have fun with him.
"The sea, get out of the way, let me come."
When Hu Hai heard this voice, it was like meeting a savior, and his running speed increased a few points.
Seeing that Liu Dong didn't take any weapons, he was worried.
"Bang!"
A loud crash came to mind.
Hu Hai, who was hiding on the side, hurriedly looked, he was worried that Liu Dong would be injured again, and in that case, their training team would be finished.
"Huh?"
Liu Dong stood there unharmed, maintaining a fist-swinging posture.
And the blood-streaked pig that rushed over with great momentum was already lying to the side, its limbs twitching.
I don't know if I was stunned or killed by Liu Dong.
Liu Dong knew that his punch was not small, but it would be a joke to say that he killed an adult blood-patterned pig with one punch.
Taking advantage of its weakness to resist when it fell to the ground, Liu Dong jumped and jumped onto the huge body of the blood-streaked pig.
He didn't continue to use his fists, but directly kicked and stomped the ears of the blood-streaked pig.
"Whoa—whoa—"
The blood-streaked pig screamed miserably, the pain stimulating its nerves, causing it to roll over and leap to its feet.
Liu Dong noticed the movement of the blood-streaked pig, directly lifted his body on it, and leaped to the ground.
The blood-streaked pig's ears were buzzing, and his eyes were bloodshot.
It knows that it has kicked the iron plate today, and if it does not leave now, it will wait for when.
Thinking of this, it was about to rush forward, but suddenly braked suddenly, turned the pig's head, and ran into the distance.
Liu Dong was stunned.
Damn, what about such a sassy operation?
But you can come if you want, and you can leave if you want, have you asked me Liu Dong?
There happened to be a knife in front of him, and Liu Dong didn't have time to remember whether it was his own knife or Hu Hai's knife, so he picked up the handle of the knife and put on a javelin throwing pose.
Maybe the movement is not as good as the standard of professional athletes, but this strength is not comparable to ordinary athletes.
Between that, Liu Dong exhaled, took two steps back, and threw out this Xiao Liu flying knife.
"Medium!"
The blood-streaked pig heard a whistling sound of breaking through the air, and continued to accelerate without looking back.
"Bang!"
The knife flew past the blood-streaked pig and plunged into the dirt so hard that it didn't reach the hilt.
Didn't hit.
But it's normal, Liu Dong has not undergone professional throwing training after all, and it is absolutely fantastical to want to take an object and hit an object that moves rapidly and is irregular in disguise.
Seeing that the flying knife missed, Liu Dong hurriedly chased in the direction where the blood-streaked pig had fled.
It must not be allowed to escape.
There is a notorious-stirring stick in the demon beast world, you let it go this time, who knows when it will be for you.
Therefore, it is necessary to eliminate all evil.
If Liu Dong was asked to chase a blood-streaked pig with normal health, he would definitely not be able to catch it for a while, but this blood-streaked pig was hit by him two consecutive heavy blows just now, and Liu Dong believed that it would definitely not be able to run far.
"Dongzi, be careful."
Hu Hai shouted in the back. He picked up his knife and prepared to follow Liu Dong to help, it was his own knife that Liu Dong threw away just now.
Hu Hai followed Liu Dong, found the knife without a straight handle, and pulled it out with great strength.
At this time, Liu Dong and the blood-streaked pig were gone.
Hu Hai walked 200 meters in the direction of the woods, and did not dare to return after going deeper.
He couldn't hear the slightest movement at all, and he was worried that Han Xue on the other side of the camp would be lost, so he turned around and went back.
In his concept, even if Han Xue is not an ordinary person, he is at most in the bone forging period, and his strength is definitely inferior to his own.
Instead of helping Liu Dong, it is better to go back and take care of Han Xue.
Although I don't like Han Xue's pretended appearance in my heart, after all, she is Liu Dong's wife, so she always has to take care of some.
Liu Dong chased the blood-streaked pig that was running quickly, and after a while, he entered the depths of the forest.
The blood-streaked pig in front of him had no strength, and the wound to his head became more and more serious with the running just now.
Knowing that the human warrior was following behind it, it had to stop.
In the violent gasp, bloodshot eyes glared at Liu Dong fiercely.
"Why do you dare to stare at me?"
Liu Dong was angry, he was resting in the tent to recover his injured body, and you will disturb me if you run out.
When I held back the pain and came out to meet you, you ran away without two hits.
Running so far that you finally stopped, and you still glared at me?
You have no temper when I am Liu Dong?
I'll fight!
Liu Dong lifted his sandbag-sized fist and hit the head of the blood-streaked pig.
"Whew-"
The blood-streaked pig is now in a mess in his brain, and his eyes are basically unable to see clearly, and he suffered a punch from Liu Dong, and he fell to the ground without any ability to resist.
Liu Dong took a look, why are you here again? You want to lie to me again, right?
Regardless of whether the blood-streaked pig really can't do it or pretend to be X there, Liu Dong only believes in his fist.
"Bang!"
Hit in the face, hit in the ear, hit in the forehead.
Liu Dong became more and more convinced that this guy was not pretending to be dead, but was really dying.
But he won't stop his attacks and continue.
After fighting for a full 1 minute, Liu Dong saw the blood-streaked pig's eyes, nose, mouth, and ears gurgling out, and realized that this guy was beaten to death by himself.
Liu Dong gasped, this special injury is not healed, so I came out to fight, it was too difficult for me.
Liu Dong didn't rush back, but put away the blood-streaked pig first and sat on the ground to rest.
He felt as if there wasn't much pain in his chest except for breathing a little heavily.
Is "King Kong Tiger Fist" so good?
It works so well?
Liu Dong rested for a while and was about to return to the camp when he heard a chaotic sound of footsteps.
Someone?
"Young master, there's a warrior in front."
In that group of people, someone reported to the person known as the young master.
"Young Master?" Liu Dong secretly wondered, could it be that the heir of a big group is coming?