After taking back the steel stick in his hand, Yang Lichao suddenly understood how to use this stick, and it was still cool.

The steel rod in his hand collided with the stick in the hand of the rogue, and the stick in the opponent's hand was as fragile as tofu, and the steel stick smashed into his body was broken bones and tendons.

"Refreshing!"

He shouted.

The battle was almost devastating, although the number of rogues was relatively large at the beginning, but when they came up, they lost three people, and there was a huge gap in weapons.

The rogues were beaten to death, dead and wounded.

The scar-faced man hurriedly dodged Liu Zhenhua's attack, with obvious horror on his face, he didn't understand where Liu Zhenhua and the others got the iron rod.

How is it so hard, harder than the firewood knife he used to chop wood, just now Liu Zhenhua caught up, he learned smartly, and resisted with both hands with a horizontal knife.

The huge force of the steel rod falling shook his hand, and when he looked up, he saw that the wood knife had been smashed out of a gap.

Looking at the steel stick in Liu Zhenhua's hand, there was no trace at all, and the only extra thing was probably the sticky rust.

"What the hell are you all about?"

The scar-faced man asked in horror, which was different from his arrogant appearance at the beginning, and Liu Zhenhua didn't answer at all.

The villain died of talking too much, and if he could do it, he smashed it with a steel rod, and the scar-faced man hurriedly resisted.

"Dang!"

The scar-faced man only felt numb in his mouth, and he was directly shocked and bleeding, and the firewood knife also came out of his hand.

His complexion changed, his eyes looked around slightly, the little brothers around him were all beaten, most of them were lying on the ground wailing, and a black-faced man ran towards him with bad intentions.

The scar-faced man instantly felt some nervousness, knowing that he was afraid that his life would be in danger if he stayed here, so he turned his head and ran into the distance.

Liu Zhenhua immediately chased after him, cutting the grass to get rid of the roots, "Don't run!" ”

He yelled.

The scared man with the scar face was even more panicked, only hating his father and mother for missing two legs, and as soon as he ran out ten meters away, he felt a pain in his back, and he instantly increased his speed.

Liu Zhenhua raised his eyebrows, and just now he held a steel rod and brushed the back of the scar-faced man, directly tearing off his already shabby clothes from the middle, and a big blood mark appeared on his back.

I didn't expect him to run faster this time.

Liu Zhenhua is chasing again.

"Uncle, can you stop chasing and let me go!"

The scar-faced man glanced back in horror, Liu Zhenhua in the back was in hot pursuit, and he had already been beaten with several sticks in his back, if it hadn't been for the pain that made him accelerate sharply every time, he would have been beaten to death by Liu Zhenhua with a stick.

"It's not okay to let you go, it's okay to let you go."

Liu Zhenhua hurried to catch up, this kid's legs are not fast, but every time he is beaten, this thing will speed up.

This time, Liu Zhenhua learned smartly, and after catching up with him for a distance, he smashed directly at his head.

"Dang!"

It doesn't take much effort to swing a stick while running.

It can only be said that the strength is just right, and it doesn't hurt the brain.

The scar-faced man only felt a gust of wind coming, and the top of his head hurt, and he fell directly to the ground in front of him.

When he opened his eyes, he only saw Liu Zhenhua, who was smiling with a cruel face, making a gesture of waving a stick, and before he could beg for mercy, the steel rod made a sound of breaking wind and whistled down.

“penshai!”

Liu Zhenhua looked at the scar-faced man with a straight body and muttered.

This is followed by the debuff brought by various brawls and killings.

The steel bar in his hand fell to the ground, Liu Zhenhua went back, looked at the sky with all directions, and suddenly felt a churn in his stomach, he looked like he had eaten, straightened up and retched a few times.

There was a sore pain in his arm, and seven or eight pounds of steel sticks, waving for a while, and then carrying out such a chase, if it was directly connected with the soul of a person, with his short and fragile body of the social animal, he would not have to have half a life after such a toss.

After retching for a while, Liu Zhenhua lay on the ground again, he stretched out his hand to cover the sun in the sky, and looked at the blood blisters on his hand that had been ground out and worn out by the way.

You don't need to look at the battles in the future, those rogues are not opponents.

"Gain prestige while exercising."

Liu Zhenhua muttered, there are all kinds of items in the prestige mall, and even improving physical fitness can be done, but it also requires a lot of prestige.

[Doubled physical fitness, 5000 prestige.] 】

If Liu Zhenhua is not mistaken, the price of this product should increase as his physical fitness improves.

He is not yet extravagant enough to lie flat and rely entirely on prestige to improve his physical fitness.

Anyway, in this troubled world, there are not many things that need to be done, exercise is.

The sunlight was blocked even more, and a big black face appeared in Liu Zhenhua's field of vision, "Young Master, are you okay?" I thought you were dead. ”

Ren Hongli said angrily, his words were full of honest concern, he followed Liu Zhenhua all the way, and when he saw Liu Zhenhua fall to the ground, he thought he was groaning.

“...... Is that what you want me to do? ”

After a hearty battle, Liu Zhenhua talked a lot, he was still lying down, the sun was shining, and he felt really comfortable at first.

Ren Hongli scratched his head with one hand, a little embarrassed, "That's not it, I'm not worried." ”

"You still say I'm more suitable."

Turning his face slightly, Liu Zhenhua said, Ren Hongli's honest temperament and behavior are just right.

"My dad said he wanted to use me."

He muttered.

There was a sound of footsteps around, and Yang Lichao and others, who were holding steel bars, chased after them, and the eight people behind stared at the rogues rolling on the ground and wailing to prevent them from escaping.

"Young Master, are you okay..."

Yang Lichao asked with concern, Ren Zhuo Zhuo stood directly on the side of the sun, and found a suitable position facing Liu Zhenhua, so that the shadow was sprinkled on Liu Zhenhua as much as possible, and he saw Liu Zhenhua turn over, knowing that Liu Zhenhua should be tired.

"Out of the way."

Liu Zhenhua waved his hand, the shadow was just right, and the warmth of the shade and the sunshine mixed with made his body tired for a while.

"Rest on the spot, those rogues, still panting..."

"Both... Well... Go ahead. ”

When he just fought, he took advantage of the atmosphere to shout and kill, and now he is a little unaccustomed to it, so he can only replace it with a vague 'um' sound, it seems that he still has to come a few more times, or too kind-hearted, and he has been over for some days.

"Huh? Well, yes..."

Ren Hongli opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but he was directly kicked by Ren Fanyi, and was pushed and walked towards the homeless people.

Ren Zhuo Zhuo still stood in place facing Liu Zhenhua, and his shadow shook from time to time.

After a while, there was a cry for mercy, and after a few muffled sounds, the screams stopped abruptly.

......

The moon and stars are scarce, and several figures staggered forward......