Before the person on the other side could respond, He Xilei, who had stood up, let out a dull low roar and pounced again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After all, the long period of hard training has paid off, and although he is in pain all over his body now, it is not a fatal injury.

The two figures have been staggered together, He Xilei is the main attacker, and Xia Chenghao is defending.

He Xilei obviously tried his best, his fists were all with fist style, and the force was so great that he instantly blasted a big hole in the wall next to him. The speed was so fast that even the middle-aged people who were onlookers felt a little dazzled.

It's hard to imagine what it would be like to be in it if he replaced Xia Chenghao, I am afraid that he will be beaten to death.

But what surprised him even more was that in the face of such a fast and ruthless move, Xia Chenghao's expression was quite easy, even a little relaxed, and he entertained him at the same time, "You ......are not fast enough, you are not fast enough, you are not fast enough......"

Although he couldn't see He Xilei's expression because he was facing away from him, the middle-aged man guessed that he must be so angry that he was about to vomit blood now.

Throwing so many punches, he didn't even touch the corners of Xia Chenghao's clothes, and sure enough, he let out a roar again, and his fist speed was incredibly faster by three points.

The middle-aged man really admired how he hadn't gotten tired yet, and it was a miracle that he could continue to make such a high-intensity attack.

However, it has already been seen that Ho Xilei is at the end of his strong crossbow, and he should be unlucky when he breathes this breath. Is this guy mad? I didn't even notice this, so I don't mean to run away at all?

At this time, Xia Chenghao had been forced to the corner of the wall and no longer dodge, and kicked the wall behind him with his right foot. The wall was overwhelmed, and a large hole was blasted out. And he also jumped high with his strength, and swept his left leg towards Ho Xilei's head.

Seeing that he didn't have time to dodge, he could only raise his arms and prepare to make this kick, but he didn't know that this was a false move, Xia Chenghao's body sank in mid-air, his left foot touched the ground, and his right foot kicked into the defenseless lower abdomen.

He Xilei tried his best to dodge backwards, and hurriedly unloaded his cotton body, but he still felt the hot pain in his lower abdomen, as if the intestines inside had been kicked off.

Just as he was about to take a breath to relieve the pain, the fist that came like the wind was already in front of him, and he could only grit his teeth to resist his fist.

One punch, two punches, three punches......

"Too slow...... too slow!" Xia Chenghao was still relaxing and entertaining him, and his tone was full of disdainful mockery and contempt.

The situation was reversed in an instant, and He Xilei could only passively defend against the attack that seemed to be a raging storm. At this time, if the scene is seen by others, it is a solo show, the most swift and skillful and smooth attack.

Every time he struck out, he was ready for the next move, and any part of his body seemed to have become a sharp weapon for killing, and even the eyes of the middle-aged man next to him couldn't even keep up with the speed of his shot.

With dozens of punches, Xia Chenghao jumped back easily, looked at the shaky He Xilei, and sneered: "What? Is that the only thing it takes? If you don't have any other tricks, you're damned. ”

At this time, He Xilei had been beaten like a pig's head, panting heavily, and there was still a trace of blood left at the corner of his mouth.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't see any reaction, and he was still panting there, Xia Chenghao said with disdain: "You are the top cleaner of Long Island, of course you should also know a little illusion, right?" I know that there is a form of feigned death in illusion, and I'm pretty good at getting the main organs in my body to move down slightly. ”

"As long as you don't get blown off your head, you have a chance to deceive the enemy and survive, it seems that you are really afraid of me, knowing that it is impossible to fight, and you want to use this trick to escape?"

The flesh on He Xilei's face was already torn and swollen, and it was impossible to see exactly what his expression was.

Xia Chenghao continued: "It's a pity that I never leave such a chance for the enemy, see this? ”

As he spoke, he pulled out his pistol and shook it, "If you hit your head with this, can you still grow a new head?" ”

After speaking, he slowly aimed the muzzle of the gun at He Xilei's head, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The pistol emits a bullet with a shock wave, and the impact kicks up a cloud of dust on the wall.

The middle-aged man was shocked to find that He Xilei, who had just returned to his dying appearance, had disappeared from the muzzle of the gun, and what happened in the next moment shocked him even more.

With a bang, the barrel of the pistol held in Xia Chenghao's hand slowly slid down and fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and only half of the barrel remained in Xia Chenghao's hand.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but open his mouth wide and make a sound.

What the hell just happened? He Xilei was able to cut off such a hard barrel? He began to worry if Xia Chenghao's head would slide down half of it in the next moment.

Xia Chenghao turned around unharmed, and at this time he found that He Xilei was standing not far from Xia Chenghao with his back to them, holding a two-foot-long black knife in his hand.

Could it be that the knife was used to cut off the barrel of the proton gun? It's incredible, what kind of material is it made of?

"What a good knife! It's a pity that a good gun is distressed to death. Xia Chenghao didn't feel distressed at all, if it was the proton gun on his waist, he would be really unhappy, it had been following him since the Red Moon Base. Fortunately, now it's just an ordinary pistol, as a way to tease the other party.

Glancing at the pistol in his hand, he muttered, and with a slight tug of his left hand, He Xilei's head rolled to the ground.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but swallow his saliva, there were too many weird things to see today.

First of all, He Xilei, a terrible guy, easily cut off the barrel of the gun in Xia Chenghao's hand with a knife, but since he has this ability, why didn't he just cut off Xia Chenghao's head? At least it's okay to cut off an arm, right?

In the end, it ended with Xia Chenghao's whole body unscathed, and it was He Xilei's own head that fell, could it be that this guy cut off his head with his own knife?

Just when his mind was full of questions, Xia Chenghao walked to He Xilei's side and picked up the knife, knocked on the blade, and took out a knife holster from He Xilei's corpse, and then picked up the severed barrel and put it in his pocket.

The middle-aged man watched in a daze as He Xilei's head gurgled and rolled down, blood spurting out more than a meter high, spilling scarlet on the ground. And the severed head just rolled to the middle-aged man's heels, although he couldn't see He Xilei's expression clearly, but the middle-aged man could imagine how this guy would never have expected this kind of ending, a typical death.

didn't see what happened at the moment when Xia Chenghao shot him, it stands to reason that He Xilei should have slashed at him, but he was unharmed, could it be that he dodged the other party's attack? But he was still standing there......

The wound on Ho Xilei's neck was very neat, as if it had been cut off by a very sharp blade, could it be that this guy used his own knife to cut off his own head?

This is also outrageous. (To be continued.) )