Zhao Wuliang snorted coldly, raised his arm, aimed at Hua Feihua's head that had penetrated into the hole, and raised his gun to shoot.

Crash! Whoa!

Hua Feihua swooped down like a falcon, his body brought a strong wind, and he carried a large piece of rubble and debris to Zhao Wuliang fiercely, forcing Zhao Wuliang to retreat.

Hua Feihua flew up with a kick, jumped lightly, and kicked on Zhao Wuliang's arm.

Under the pain, Zhao Wuliang couldn't hold it, and the pistol fell to the ground with a "dang bang".

Zhao Wuliang shook his aching arm, stepped on broken steps under his feet, raised his hands in fists in front of him, and quickly drew closer to Hua Feihua.

At the same time, Fang Shisanniang screamed, her five fingers formed into a hook, like the open claws of a predatory bird of prey, and she showed her close-fitting grappling skills, close to Hua Feihua's back.

In the face of Zhao Wuliang and Fang Shisanniang's back and forth, Hua Feihua was not in a hurry, her toes hit the ground, and the whole person rose again, her two legs danced like a spinning windmill, and they straightened up at the moment of falling, like a javelin piercing out.

Zhao Wuliang raised his fist to parry, closed the front door, and collided with Hua Feihua's kicks with both fists, his body staggered, and he retreated!

There was a "bang" sound, and a bench was picked up by Hua Feihua, and it flipped in mid-air and crashed into Fang Sanniang, who rushed in.

Hua Feihua's figure landed at this time, but he happened to stand in front of Song Mingjing, for such a small role, he didn't even bother to speak, and directly kicked Song Mingjing in the chest.

"Be careful!" Zhao Wuliang shouted, Hua Feihua's strength was not trivial, ordinary people were kicked down by him, they couldn't bear it, he wanted to rescue, but it was too late.

"This kick...... I can't hide! ”

Song Mingjing watched this foot enlarge in his pupils, and it was difficult for 1.7's agility to work, even if he had some psychological preparation, he really didn't expect that he would collide directly with Hua Feihua so quickly.

His calculations and plans hiding behind the scenes cannot be said to be wrong, it can only be said that the mad dog's thinking is really not something that normal people can predict.

Since you can't dodge, you can only stubbornly attack.

Song Mingjing's school spirit in middle school was not good, student fights were just common, and hooligans were often haunted outside the school.

And Song Mingjing's choice is, one word, dry!

As a child who came out of the mountains, he seems to have an indescribable tenacity and ruthlessness in his bones, he has been ruthless a few times, and he has been beaten a lot, but over time, no one dares to provoke him casually.

After entering the society, the mediocre and boring work and life consumed his spirit, and he became more and more drifting with the crowd.

But now Song Mingjing's heart was beating violently, and he obviously felt scared, but why did he feel extremely excited, as if something in his muscles and bones that had been silent for a long time came alive again.

Song Mingjing clenched his fists, waved his arms, and punched out.

With the sound of the wind, Song Mingjing's fist collided with Hua Feihua's soles.

Bang!

The fists and legs intersected, Song Mingjing only felt that the fist bones gurgled, and the sharp pain of the heart-piercing came to him, and his body was unstable on his feet, and he fell backwards staggeringly, and couldn't help but reach out to hold on to the wall, and then he stood upright.

Hua Feihua, on the other hand, had a stunned look in her eyes, and her body was like a kite with a broken string, and she was beaten and flew several meters away, and crashed into another wall with a "bang".

Fang Sanniang, Zhao Wuliang and the others thought that Song Mingjing would be kicked by Hua Feihua and shatter their sternum, but how could they have thought that Hua Feihua would be knocked away with a punch, and they all stared at him in amazement as if they had reacquainted him all over again.

To be honest, even Song Mingjing himself didn't expect this outcome.

At this moment, his stats are displayed in the small box: Strength 2.1, Agility 1.7, Constitution 1.3, Spirit 1.0

When Hua Feihua appeared on the roof before, Song Mingjing didn't want to run, but if he turned his back to Hua Feihua, I am afraid that he would immediately attract Hua Feihua's attention and become his live target.

Immediately decided, Song Mingjing decisively added the 18 plot points he had just arrived to his strength, but when the strength was increased from the original 0.8 to 2.1, he suddenly felt that his body was overwhelmed, and there was a feeling of congestion-like expansion, so uncomfortable that it seemed that even his blood vessels would burst.

Song Mingjing hurriedly added the remaining points to the physique, which made him feel much better.

"But looking at it this way, I'm afraid Hua Feihua's strength hasn't broken 2 points, and it's far less powerful than I originally guessed......

Song Mingjing's thoughts flashed, and then he denied it again.

"Nope! It's not that the flowers are not strong enough, maybe it should be said that my ability to add a little is much more magical than I imagined. ”

It is inconceivable that others can only have the force that they can have after ten or twenty years of painstaking training, and he only needs to have enough plot points to cross this seemingly difficult barrier in an instant.

Of course, this time Hua Feihua didn't take him seriously, and lost the competition with him. If in a real battle, he is not as good as Hua Feihua, who has experienced a hundred battles, and he will still be solved in three or two clicks.

Hua Feihua hit the wall, but she didn't seem to be injured, she turned over and jumped up, turned her head and stared at Song Mingjing, with a look of interest in her wolf-like fierce eyes.

As if he had found a toy for entertainment, he suddenly laughed happily: "Hahaha! I can't imagine that this small Fangjia Village, in addition to Fang Tianmu and Fang Shisanniang, there is one more person who can let me play, interesting! It's just so much fun. ”

"Crazy! Go to hell! ”

Zhao Wuliang rolled on the spot, picked up the pistol that had fallen earlier, and the laughing Buddha in the other direction also raised his gun to shoot at the same time.

Puff puff! Puff puff!

The two pistols fired cross-fired, the bullets were fired, and Hua Feihua kicked on the wall, moving like a rabbit, hitting the roof and dodging out.

The bullets all went into the wall, and it didn't hurt a single hair of Hua Feihua.

However, Song Mingjing's eyes flashed, and he was keenly aware that Hua Feihua's previous fist was a little lame, no wonder he would choose to retreat.

He knew that he would definitely be targeted by Hua Feihua in the future, but there was no fear in his heart, the reason why he was afraid of Hua Feihua in the past was due to the unknown, and now he finally understood that Hua Feihua was not a monster, he would also be injured and die!

"It's really him, I didn't expect that Hua Feihua would really be him!" Seeing Hua Feihua leaving, You Dasheng took a long breath, his face was very complicated, he slumped in the chair, and muttered to himself.

"Chief, what do you mean by that?" Zhao Wuliang asked.

You Dasheng shook his head, glanced at Song Mingjing, and said with some sadness: "Hua Feihua is Hong Dalong, a student I once taught, when he went up the wall just now, I saw an old scar on his left leg...... When Hong Dalong was in the police academy, his left leg was injured, and he also left the same scar, which I bandaged with my own hands, alas! Things are not people, how can he become a flower and not a flower?! ”