Chapter 41 No matter how high your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives!
As the saying goes, no matter how high your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives.
The bone knife was stuck diagonally in the arm, and nearly half of the blade was in the flesh.
He closed his eyes, his arm turned into a beast, and he pulled out the knife neatly.
A small stream of blood rushed out the moment it was pulled out.
Zhao Wumian didn't talk nonsense with him, completely protected Ji Nanyu behind him, and directly wiped the male's neck with a bone knife.
The sharp blade cut the carotid artery, the knife edge was very deep, and blood gushed out directly, blurring Li Munan's face.
The long leg lifted and kicked him in the abdomen.
The uncontrollable body fell backwards, and Tang Nianyou, who finally arrived, only had time to catch the corpse that still had a little bit of warmth.
Li Munan's eyes widened, and his lips trembled.
"Chi ...... Zhigang !! ”
She crawled to Tang Nianyou's side and pulled Liu Zhigang out of his arms.
Clenched hard, I couldn't believe the fact.
Tang Wuwu was not surprised to see him stand up for a long time.
This kid has had a lot of ideas since he was a child, and he is completely different from his younger brother.
In this situation, his legs should have reached the point where he could stand up.
I came in a hurry just now, and the wheelchair was lying on the ground staggered.
Zhao Wumian saw that the biggest threat had been lifted, so he tightly covered his hand on his arm.
The beast's muscles were tight, but the blood still stained a small patch of hair.
Tang Wuwu was going to run to bring the wheelchair back and let him rest first.
And Ji Nanyu tore off the hem of his clothes with a click, and used it as a simple bandage to wrap the wound tightly to stop the bleeding.
"Sit down, sit down!"
After a period of chaos, the wheelchair was finally pushed over.
Zhao Wumian was forcibly pressed into a wheelchair.
He felt that this injury was nothing, and it was a small fight compared to the conflict between the tribes.
Ji Nanyu sneaked a glance at Zhigang's corpse.
After a while, blood was everywhere, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
She quietly leaned closer to Zhao Wumian, lowered her head and asked softly, "You just killed him like this, isn't it not good......