Looking at Qian Rongrong and Zhuang Yao, the two beautiful flight attendants swallowing saliva, they couldn't help but see that the bald head was beaten to the ground by a punch, and suddenly shuddered, staring straight at the student-like man in front of him.

Li Xuedong glanced at the remaining five horses in the basement, and smiled coldly: "What, do you want to come over and try it too?"

The horses were surprised by the power of Li Xuedong's punch, but they relied on the strength of the crowd, coupled with the bald head being scolding next to them, they didn't care so much, and rushed directly towards Li Xuedong.

Li Xuedong smiled indifferently, stroked his forehead, and stared coldly at Ma Zai on the opposite side and rushed over.

As they approached, they suddenly slipped forward with a sliding step, striking both hands at the same time, striking directly into the chests of the two horses.

As if they had been hit by a boulder, the two ponies screamed and flew straight upside down.

The remaining three horses saw that Li Xuedong knocked down the two of them with two punches, their faces changed in horror, they turned around and rushed to the billiard case, and pulled out three watermelon knives from it with low hands.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually pulled out the knife, Li Xuedong's originally somewhat pleasant eyes suddenly turned cold, and the Tiangang Righteous Qi in his body was running at an extremely fast speed, and streams of true qi infiltrated into every meridian of his body along the dantian, especially his arms, if you open his sleeves, you can find that his meridians exude a strange golden light.

"Xuedong, be careful!"

Seeing the three horses take out watermelon knives, Cheng Yao and Qian Rongrong exclaimed in surprise.

The bald head lying on the ground was really excited, and shouted excitedly: "Fuck it, hack Lao Tzu to death!"

Li Xuedong had faced Bao Donglai's pistol before, at that time, in the face of the black muzzle, his body instinctively made a self-defense warning, at that time Li Xuedong was completely unable to resist the attack of bullets, but after the quenching of Zimu Shendan, his body strength has reached a very perfect level, and he is completely unafraid of the threat of these knives.

A yellow-haired horse boy moved the fastest, picked up the watermelon knife and slashed at Li Xuedong's shoulder.

Ahhhh

Seeing that Li Xuedong did not dodge, Cheng Yao and Qian Rongrong were so frightened that they screamed, covering their eyes with their hands and not daring to look at the picture of Li Xuedong being cut and splashed with blood.

There was a bang.

The watermelon knife makes a sound like it is slashing on a stone.

Li Xuedong in front of him still looked calm, but the right hand of Ma Zai, who was holding the knife, was so sore that he could barely hold the handle of the knife, and stared at Li Xuedong with a frightened and stunned face.

Li Xuedong snatched the watermelon knife from the yellow-haired horse's hand, and with a backhand, he directly cut a deep hole in his right arm, and suddenly he could see Bai Sensen's arm bone.

Blood rushed out, and the yellow-haired horse boy let out a scream, and his left hand covered the broken right arm, and he collapsed and rolled on the ground.

Li Xuedong's eyes swept the remaining two horses indifferently.

The two horses were as frightened as if they had been immobilized, their legs were as heavy as lead, and they could not move a single step.

It wasn't until Li Xuedong looked at them that they let out an exclamation as if they had seen a ghost, threw away the watermelon knife in their hands, and fled towards the exit of the basement.

Li Xuedong did not stop the two horses, but focused his attention on two people, one was bald-headed, and the other was Zhuang Peng.

Where did the bald head Qiang think that the man in front of him was so fierce, and his expression didn't even change when he cut people, just like chopping vegetables, how many people can be killed to have such a state of mind!

The bald head thinks about one thing wrong, and being able to have such a state of mind, in addition to killing people like hemp, there is also saving countless people.

Li Xuedong's thoughts are not only him, but also contain the lifelong experience and knowledge of the medicine king.

In order to save people, the king of medicine once used a knife to cut the bodies of countless people, blood has long been commonplace, and cutting people's bodies is even more commonplace.

The soul of the King of Medicine is compatible with the soul of Li Xuedong, and to a certain extent, Li Xuedong is the King of Medicine.

Li Xuedong stood in front of the bald head, looked down at him with death-like eyes, and asked lightly: "Which hand of yours has touched her, is it the left hand, the right hand, or both?"

"You...... What are you going to do?!"

Bald Qiang had never seen such a bland and terrifying look, as if he was not a person at all in the eyes of the other party, but an ant who could be trampled to death at any time.

"Answer me. ”

Li Xuedong asked lightly.

"I didn't touch him with either hand! I really didn't touch him!" The bald head seemed to realize something, and was so frightened that he quickly denied it.

"Then your two eyes must have seen her!"

Li Xuedong squatted down, grabbed his bald hair with his left hand and erected his head, held the watermelon knife in his right hand, and pointed the sharp tip of the knife at his eyes.

"I ...... I...... Spare ...... I didn't mean to......" Looking at the tip of the knife, which was only about a centimeter away from his eyes, Bald Qiang felt an inexplicable tingling pain, and his whole body suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"What I hate the most is people like you, it's not a pity to die!"

Li Xuedong's tone was flat and resolute.

With a snort, the tip of the knife instantly pierced into the bald head's eyes.

The bald head was about to open his mouth to scream, but Li Xuedong's left hand covered his mouth tightly, so that he could only make a sound of mumping.

Seeing the blood flowing out of the bald head's eyes, Li Xuedong, who had a flat expression, suddenly surged with a strange excitement and excitement in his body, and suddenly pulled out the watermelon knife with his right hand, and stabbed the bald head Qiang's other eye blind.

The intense pain made the bald head wail, and he fainted in pain.

After getting rid of the bald head, Li Xuedong's eyes swept to Zhuang Peng, who was huddled under the billiards case.

Zhuang Peng clasped his hands together, closed his eyes tightly, his whole body trembled like chaff, and kept praying that Li Xuedong would never find him!

While Zhuang Peng was praying, a hand grabbed his ankle coldly.

The next moment, Zhuang Peng felt a huge force surging out from under that hand, pulling him out of the rough concrete floor at once.

With a muffled bang, Zhuang Peng's body was lifted and hit the cement wall, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then rolled over and fell to the ground, rolling like a dead fish, letting out a scream.

"As a younger brother, instead of protecting his sister, he colluded with others to harm his sister, and his crime should be punished!" Li Xuedong walked to Zhuang Peng's side like a grim reaper, and the watermelon knife in his hand was aimed at his chest, and said coldly.

Zhuang Peng looked at the death-like Li Xuedong, his face was as pale as rice paper with fright, and he hurriedly crawled over and called for help to Zhuang Yao: "Sister, please stop him, I didn't mean to me, I don't want to die!"

"No one can save you!" Li Xuedong's tone suddenly became cold and solemn.

After the words fell, the watermelon knife slashed towards Zhuang Peng with an unstoppable momentum.