"Brother Lin is going to die"

Everyone was watching the excitement from the side, and coldly heard a voice from the side, and subconsciously turned their heads to look only to find that Hong Fei had stood up at some point.

"Brother Hong, not really, this Brother Lin is not gaining the upper hand" Zheng Zixiang pointed to the three people in the field next to him, Lin Hao was not pressing the two to fight.

"Hong Fei is right, look at Brother Lin, it seems that he is a little lacking in stamina" Hearing the conversation between Zheng Zixiang and Hong Fei, Zhou Kui hugged his arm next to him and followed.

Both of them are old rivers and lakes, so naturally they can see that Lin Hao is a little struggling.

It's not that Lin Hao's physical strength can't keep up, but the injuries that Chen Mang left for Lin Hao began to drag him down. Although the wound on his back had been slightly treated by Lin Hao with internal qi and the medicinal powder given by Zheng Zixiang, it would be fine if it was normal, but with a battle of this intensity, the wound would definitely be difficult to heal. In addition, the Emei thorn is easy to expand the wound surface, and Lin Hao has been able to withstand it so far, which is very good, and he has also stabbed the two of them.

Besides, after all, blood is the essence of people, let alone Lin Hao, even Lin Quan's Tiger King will have weak limbs if he bleeds too much, which is the protection of human body functions for people.

When Zheng Zixiang heard this, his eyes rolled slightly, and he didn't know what to think anymore, so he suddenly said hello to the two and ran away. Hong Fei, Zhou Kui and the others glanced at Zheng Zixiang suspiciously, muttering, 'This kid doesn't know what the hell is going to do', and then shifted his gaze to the field.

Sure enough, as soon as Hong Fei and the others' words fell, Lin Hao in the field felt that the power in his hands began to dissipate, and Lai Sanjiao and his footwork began to become disordered.

"He's not going to do it" The man with the gun saw Lin Hao's state, his face was full of surprise, and he resisted Lin Hao's attack over and over again, and said to his companion excitedly.

"Damn, kill him!" The other person knew that the two of them couldn't escape from Huangquangang, so he simply broke the jar and broke it, didn't you Lao Lin confidently stand aside? Then don't let us get a chance, don't be too arrogant! The man holding Lin Hao's long knife was thinking in his heart, and what he was thinking coincided with his companion, and the two of them had just been a little discouraged, and at this time they were surging again.

Lin Hao held the stick and swept with a move, the long stick drew a phantom in front of him, temporarily forcing back the two who had regained their fighting spirit, the long stick supported his somewhat weak body, and his big gasp was a little disordered.

"Damn, it would be nice if one of Wang Li and Lin Quan were here" Lin Hao gasped, scolded secretly, and then glanced at Lao Lin, who was standing aside watching the play, "This guy is really fucking calm, and I'm not afraid that no one will send him to the end!"

Without waiting for Lin Hao to rest, the two of them were ready to consume Lin Hao's physical strength while the iron was hot, where would they give him a chance, so they raised a gun and a knife and fought over.

The "idiot" saw Lin Hao resisting the attack of the two with a stick and a stick, and Lao Lin, who was standing not far away, scolded with hatred in his mouth. He naturally saw that Lin Hao lacked stamina, but in his eyes, there was obviously a better way to deal with it.

Lao Lin watched from the sidelines, seeing that Lin Hao was about to be unable to hold on, and was about to come to the rescue.

Although he wanted to train Lin Hao, he couldn't really watch Lin Hao die in front of his eyes, but as soon as Lao Lin thought about it, he suddenly took back his step.

"Look at the darts!"

It turned out that Lao Lin saw Wang Li who was rushing over.

"That's fine," Lao Lin muttered, and stopped moving.

"It's really fucking timely" Lin Hao heard the familiar whistling behind him, his tense nerves relaxed slightly, and he laughed and said: "Lao Tzu also has brothers, wait for death!" After speaking, the long stick in his hand gathered his strength and threw it at the two, and took the opportunity to hide to the side.

As soon as Lin Hao dodged away, ten plum blossom darts emerged from behind him, and flew towards the two of them.

"Damn, I'm not afraid of shooting Lao Tzu!" Lin Hao cried out in his mouth, but he didn't stop and ran straight into the crowd. "This group of bitches raised no one to support Lao Tzu!" Looking at the crowd of onlookers from the sidelines, Lin Hao scolded bitterly in his heart.

The man holding Lin Hao's long knife naturally couldn't pick up the knife flower to resist the flying plum blossom dart, and besides, Wang Li's secret weapon method was already exquisite, and it was not the kung fu of the three-legged cat on the rivers and lakes.

After he used his knife to slash a few plum darts and finally leaked the air, "poof" a few muffled sounds, and the plum darts drilled into his neck in response.

"Give you a chance, I'll give you your life if I can run away" Wang Li rushed to the field at this time, looked at the only man with a gun standing, and said confidently.

"Really?" he was also able to block the hidden weapon in Wang Li's hand just now, and if there is another wave, I am afraid that this little life will be explained here.

"Seriously" Wang Li replied with a convincing answer, with a smile on his face.

After hearing this, the man turned his head and ran without saying a word, looking at the speed, I was afraid that he had used his strength to eat.

"Idiot" looked at the man who really believed Wang Li's words, and everyone present scolded in unison.

Wang Li stood in place and watched the man run out of ten steps, a palm-sized flying knife instantly slid from his sleeve to his palm, and shouted softly: "Medium!"

The knife came out and went straight to the back of the man's heart.

Everyone looked at the man who stumbled a few steps and fell into the snow and couldn't help but shake his head, this person is really stupid and cute. But if you think about it carefully, you can understand this person's choice, which is nothing more than that they all have to die, so it's better to try to believe it once.

Lin Hao ran into the crowd and collapsed to the ground, Zheng Zixiang, who had just run away, turned out to go to Wang Qing's house to call for help. At this time, I just rushed back, and I have to say that this leg strength is really slow.

But fortunately, it came in time, and it was just when Lin Hao fainted on the ground.

Zheng Zixiang saw that Wang Li was still far away, so he beckoned everyone and carried Lin Hao into the grass hall.

Wang Li, who solved the problem with just one face, walked to the two people lying on the ground at this time, first tried to snort, but he still didn't feel at ease with a quick smile in his hand, and stabbed the two of them in the neck one after another. Then he put away the hidden weapons on the two of them, wiped their clothes clean and put them in his arms, and followed everyone into the grass hall.

Lao Lin on the side saw that the incident he had provoked was over, so he didn't sway slowly, and spread out his steps and walked towards the cottage.

"You can't do this gold sore medicine, it's not flour, right?"

As soon as Wang Li entered the door, he heard someone inside babbling, and when he looked there, he found that everyone was giving medicine to Lin Hao, who was lying on the table.

"Let go of your mother's stinky fart!" Zheng Zixiang snatched the porcelain bottle that the man took out of Lin Hao's arms, and scolded with an angry face, "You kid knows a fart, this is a good white medicine, and it can have a miraculous effect to stop bleeding" After speaking, he rushed down the bottle mouth and poured it into the wound on Lin Hao's back.

"You let me go" Wang Li stepped forward and scraped a little medicine powder with his little finger and put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, then said with confidence: "It's not enough to just put medicine, this wound is irregular, you have to use a needle and thread to stitch up the wound, who will?"

The people looked at each other when they heard this, and they knew this delicate work.

Wang Li looked at Zheng Zixiang, and then said: "You go to Lai San's senior, he has a way, I'm here to watch"

Zheng Zixiang said hello after hearing this, and walked out.

Of course, Wang Li didn't think that Lai San had this technique, but the old man beside him must be a good hand in Xinglin, which can be seen from his caution when he looked at Wang Qing's pulse and discovered the poison of the dead. However, Wang Li didn't know the identity of that person, and more things were better than less, so he didn't let Zheng Zixiang go directly to him, anyway, Lai San's shrewdness could figure out what he meant.