Liu Zhenhua's soul came through, this body is already strong, and the height of 1.83 meters can be regarded as outstanding in the modern world, let alone ancient times.

He took the steel bar out of his back and smashed it towards the head of a younger brother who was facing him in front of him.

The little brother only had time to show a trace of consternation on his face, after all, he was just a disaster victim before, and it was okay for him to bully and bully honest people, but he couldn't react at all.

I only felt a pain in my head, and I lost consciousness instantly.

"Bang."

With a muffled sound, the little brother fell straight to the ground, blood spilled from his forehead, and a large piece of the top of his skull was concave, and he couldn't survive.

Ren Hongli's side is even more direct, he is more than one meter nine tall, although there is a shortage of food, but he is still covered with tendon flesh on his body, holding steel bars and a demon god, and his tall figure shrouds the yellow muscles in front of him and is very short.

The steel bar in his hand waved out the sound of breaking the wind, unlike Liu Zhenhua's head smashing, Ren Hongli came out obliquely, and almost ran into Liu Zhenhua on the side, but fortunately he opened some distance before.

The steel bar smashed down diagonally, and at this angle, the steel bar just smashed at the junction of the little brother's neck and shoulders.

The little brother didn't even let out a scream, and flew out directly, smashing heavily on the ground.

His mouth was kissed to one shoulder, and there was almost no skin between his neck and body, and his cervical vertebrae had obviously been smashed.

Yang Lichao on the other side looked a lot more disciplined, he actually held the steel bar with both hands, and stabbed at the little brother in front of him diagonally, this move is obviously a habit caused by using too many guns.

Although the steel bar does not have the tip of the gun, it is the eye that can't stand Yang Lichao's stabbing with a blow, plus after eating, his physical strength has been restored, and Yang Lichao's gun has almost regained the demeanor of being a gun boy at that time.

One end of the steel bar was submerged in the little brother's eyeball.

"Ahh

Finally someone let out a scream, Yang Lichao pulled out the steel bar, and the little brother staggered to the ground, his body convulsing continuously.

All these things happened in an instant, and the last three little brothers were dead.

The scar-faced man watched this scene in astonishment, and after reacting, these people were already screaming, and they felt the iron-colored long stick in their hands rushing towards them.

"His grandmother's, isn't this an unarmed refugee?"

This is the thought in the mind of the scar-faced man, the victims he encounters on weekdays are as docile as little sheep, as soon as people rush, they will move, and if they don't rush, they will huddle and stay in place.

Holy, hell do you know where their weapons come from.

The scar-faced man reacted and suddenly yelled, "Damn, dare to do it, kill them for Lao Tzu." ”

He brandished a firewood knife and rushed directly towards Liu Zhenhua, he had some eyesight, and he could see that Liu Zhenhua was the best dressed among these people, and he was vaguely the leader of these people.

Whether it's a flock of sheep or a pack of wolves, there will always be a leader who will kill the leader, and the rest will be a plate of loose sand.

Liu Zhenhua looked at the blood on the steel rod a little blankly, this was the first time he had killed someone, his eyes seemed to be imprinted with the man's shocked expression, and the sound of a broken skull remained in his ears.

However, Liu Zhenhua reacted after being a little sluggish, his ability to digest emotions is unique, to be precise, this is something that every musician and a good young man with twenty-one deeds must learn.

Two is two, just go up, be green and be green, just go up, just go up, three thousand wages will be three thousand wages, some will be on the line, Ga will be ga, just live enough.

Kill and kill, just get used to it.

"Call your mom!"

Liu Zhenhua scolded at the scar-faced man, and smashed the scar-faced man with a steel stick.

The scar-faced man's mouth was crooked, he didn't have time to scold back, he looked at Liu Zhenhua fixedly, and was suddenly shocked, he didn't have time to look carefully, and now he looks, the stick is actually five feet long, and it is almost as high as him when it grows later, and this is still the case when Liu Zhenhua grabbed the second half of the stick to make the stick not look so long.

Rao is like this, the length of the remaining stick is also twice the length of the firewood knife, and it is difficult to understand the oppression brought by the opponent's long weapon without seeing this scene with his own eyes.

One inch is long and one inch is strong, one inch is short, and one inch is dangerous, this sentence is not just talking.

The scar-faced man wanted to hurt Liu Zhenhua with a firewood knife and had to take a step or two forward, but Liu Zhenhua's stick had already fallen, and if he continued to move forward and did not resist, the scar-faced man would be the same as the little brother just now.

Helplessly, the scar-faced man could only turn the firewood knife sideways, trying to block the iron rod.

On one side is a rusty wood knife, held in one hand.

On the other side is the product of modern craftsmanship, the core building material of any building, rebar, with both hands on it.

The result of the collision can be imagined.

"Dang!"

The firewood knife instantly smashed in the direction of the scar-faced man, and the back of the knife was instantly imprinted on the scar-faced man's face, leaving a red blood mark.

and the other scar of the scar-faced man just showed an X.

"Ahh

The scar-faced man screamed, staggering back with one hand over his face.

"Silly, this horse is the power of science and technology," Liu Zhenhua looked happy, this kid wanted to block the steel bar with this thing, and he blocked it with one hand, who did he look down on.

After the killing, Liu Zhenhua seemed to have found the heart of the Internet surfer before he crossed over* and occasionally made a cameo appearance as a keyboard warrior, and he seemed a little out of it.

"Take advantage of your illness to kill you!"

Liu Zhenhua didn't care about his hands that were a little uncomfortable by the steel bar, raised the steel bar high again, and strode towards the scar-faced man.

When Liu Zhenhua's side achieved results, the battle next to him was also one-sided.

Ren Hongli's own body was like a demon god, and with the grim smile on his face and the five-foot-long steel bar in his hand, his legs trembled a little in the face of him.

Seeing Ren Hongli wielding a steel stick, he turned his head and ran away, joke, the little brother's head and shoulders were about to be connected, he didn't want to be the second, who likes to fight.

Ren Hongli didn't chase after him, and after scolding in his mouth, he turned his head and rushed towards the person next to him, "It's really cool to smash people, no wonder my father beat me so hard." ”

The others felt the power of the divine weapon in their hands.

When Ren Zhuo was a child, he used a stick to beat the weeds on the side of the road, and now he has regained the feeling of his childhood when he fights with a stick.

The rogue in front of him was also holding a stick in his hand, and this rogue did not run away, but smashed it towards Ren Zhuo fiercely.

Not to be outdone, Ren Zhuo waved a steel stick.

Two sticks collided together.

"Click."

Liukou looked at the only half of the stick in his hand in amazement, they were all wandering wanderers in the wilderness, why did your stick hang like this.

This hits your mother.